overthrow the chief

Taiqing faction?never heard of that!

Fatty Zhang searched hard in his mind, but he didn't remember whether there was such a sect in Longyuan Mountain Range.Sometimes the unknown also represents fear. Fatty Zhang cringed immediately, and then remembered that he took his servants out.

He immediately shouted and commanded the four servants: "What are you doing there? Give it to me!"

The servants suddenly agreed, and rushed forward with their teeth and claws. This time it was Song Zhe's turn to make a move, and his Taiqing swordsmanship was not wrong. He immediately threw four ordinary people to the ground and lay on the ground. Ba Wai groaned loudly, and even took a sword flower and put the sword back into its sheath, his movements were very chic.

After all, he was only 14 years old, and he was very excited to "walk the rivers and lakes" and "fight for righteousness" for the first time. His face was full of excitement, and he looked at Chu Ting with burning eyes: "Senior brother!"

Well done!Chu Ting cast admiring glances at him, and then had a whim, thinking that this is a good opportunity to strengthen the reputation of the sect. Isn't this how fledgling young heroes accumulate their fame little by little?

In terms of sects, it's about the same.Thinking of this, the eyes he looked at Fatty Zhang instantly became a little hot, and the first stepping stone became extremely cute in his eyes, and that strange gaze made Fatty Zhang tremble uncontrollably, and he staggered back a step: "You "Who the hell are you?"

Chu Ting stood with his hands behind his back, with the demeanor of a master, and there were five big words: "Taiqing faction, Chu Ting."

The onlookers were discussing a lot, and Chu Ting clearly heard a system prompt that the sect's prestige increased.The face is even more unmoving, it is like a thousand-year-old mountain pine, and it is stylish and stylish.Song Zhe also had red eyes, adored and loved him at the same time, making Chu Ting fluttering for no reason.

Fatty Zhang was ashamed and knew that these two people could not be offended by him, so he decided to "retreat strategically". He struggled to get himself out of the two tables with the support of his servant, clutching his stomach and blushing: "You ……You wait!"

No wonder you wait!Chu Ting rolled his eyes in his heart, but his face was still calm, and he said in an ethereal tone like a master of Taoism: "The Taiqing faction convinces people with virtue, it is not good to fight and kill."

"You..." Fatty Zhang almost vomited blood, fearing that he would die of anger if he stayed any longer, so he scrambled and led his people down the stairs.Chu Ting was walking to the window, looking up to see how Fatty Zhang left, Song Zhe suddenly exclaimed in surprise: "Brother, that Zhang Mingyuan seems to be making trouble downstairs again!"

Chu Ting's ears twitched slightly, and he really heard the commotion downstairs, and Fatty Zhang called himself "My Young Master".His eyelids twitched, thinking that the rescuers would not be brought in so soon, right?He gave Song Zhe another look by the way, and the two went downstairs together.

Downstairs, the four servants surrounded another person. He was a handsome young man in simple clothes. He was about the same age as Song Zhe. He frowned and had exquisite features, but there was an air of aloofness for no reason—like loneliness in the desert. The lonely wolf walks rebelliously in the world, unwilling to compromise, and does not want to show even the slightest weakness.

No... No, where did such a literary and sentimental idea come from? (￣.￣)

Chu Ting squinted his eyes at the young man, and a translucent interface slowly popped up in front of his eyes:

"Name: Murong Yan. Age: 4. Qualification: 7.

Status: None.

Martial Arts: None.

Prestige: =. = Who is this person?

Current status: Minor injury. "

Minor injury?Fatty Zhang didn't seem to have made a move yet. Where did the child get a slight injury?

Aptitude 6 or above is the upper-middle level, and for the current Taiqing sect, it can be considered as an income gate.Seeing that this young man doesn't look like a wealthy family, the chances of him being able to take him up the mountain are higher.He watched the situation quietly, and saw that although the young Murong Yan was surrounded by unkind people, there was no panic on his face, but he responded calmly, allowing Fatty Zhang to swear, only his eyes grew colder and harsher.

The shopkeeper hid behind the counter at the entrance, with a very conflicted expression of worrying about his shop and fearing Fatty Zhang's attack.Chu Ting reappeared at the right time, which made his eyes shine.

The eyes of all the onlookers gathered, Chu Ting enjoyed a highly anticipated treatment, Shi Shiran stepped forward, tried to release the aura of the legendary master, and sighed slightly: "Zhang Mingyuan, do you really want me to take action?" ?”

Zhang Mingyuan was bluffed by him, terrified, and unwilling to say harsh words: "Wait and see!"

Publicity is important!Chu Ting took the opportunity to increase the popularity of the sect: "Qingzhufeng Taiqing sect, I look forward to your enlightenment." Then seeing that Zhang Mingyuan really lived up to his expectations, he finally said "Master, I will remember it!" and then ran away resentfully.He watched Zhang Mingyuan go away, and finally he was able to turn around and face Murong Yan—huh?What about people?

In front of him was an ordinary small restaurant in the town again, all the youngsters and disciples disappeared without a trace, Chu Ting glanced around from the corner of his eye, and then confirmed that the people were indeed gone.

My apprentice!

Reluctantly, he pulled Song Zhe over and whispered a few words, and Song Zhe went to the counter to ask the shopkeeper for information.Chu Ting sat on the first floor and drank tea again, watching the people coming and going on the street, he was a little addicted to it, and didn't want to go back to the deserted place of Qingzhufeng.

He wants all kinds of wine, sex and wealth, but he is just an ordinary person, and he can't be a high-ranking person... Sigh, forget it, no matter how lively this ancient times is, it is not as prosperous as modern times.It's better to manage the Taiqing faction well, be the master, and strive to develop and grow the Taiqing faction.

He was thinking wildly in boredom, but his face was still indifferent.While thinking about how to make money, his eyes flickered to see what ancient beauties looked like.Suddenly caught a glimpse of a delicate and delicate little beauty on the street, full of LOLI's cuteness, it made people's heart itch.By the way, he took a look beside her, huh?Qualification 9? !

Good talent and beautiful jade, good talent and beautiful jade... Chu Ting was muttering in his heart, his eyes were bright, he stared at the young man closely, and realized that he was another handsome guy from the future, and he was calm and very calm at a young age. extraordinary. The "plug-in" shows that the 12-year-old boy is called Xuan Lun, and the one next to him should be his sister, who is three years older than him, named Xuan Huier.

Chu Ting wanted to have both siblings, but it was a pity that Xuan Huier's aptitude was only 4, and it was very difficult to even enter the threshold of martial arts, and the two of them were dressed very expensively. Misses from this kind of rich family rarely go out in public, and even more so Don't mention anything about going to the mountains to learn martial arts.He resolutely gave up on the little beauty and continued to observe that Xuan Lun.He is still very clear about choosing an apprentice based on his character.

Coincidentally, at noon, Xuan Lun and his elder sister Xuan Huier seemed to be tired from walking. Seeing the restaurant not far away, they stopped and walked, so they came in and sat in the lobby on the first floor. Had some food and wine.

Song Zhe came back after inquiring about the news at this time: "Brother, I found out! That kid is not from the local area!"

"Oh?" Chu Ting turned his attention back and listened carefully: "What's going on?"

Song Zhe filled the cup in front of Chu Ting's eyes with tea, and then poured himself a bowl of tea: "It is said that I came to this town a few days ago and rented a house in the east of the town. There are two people who came here. There is an older man, but he was injured and seems to be not well, I often see this kid coming out to buy medicine... I don't know much about the rest."

Injured, buying medicine...Chu Ting covered it with a sleeve of his robe, lightly rubbed the ring on the index finger of his right hand, and suddenly had an idea.

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