Is it the same with other big brothers?

Mingzhu looked at Ye Weiyang's face that was turning blue with anger, and said in surprise: "Could it be that Master Ye has taken a fancy to me?"

Ye Weiyang: "..."

Shen Hongchuan choked for a moment: "Pfft..."

Mingzhu shook his head lightly, as if he felt a little regretful: "Oh, it is said that rabbits don't eat grass beside their nests, and Master Ye can do anything to his childhood sweetheart who grew up together, tsk tsk, so daring Ah, you have taught me a lot too."

Ye Weiyang: "..." Who the hell is with your childhood sweetheart! ?

Ye Weiyang pressed the sword directly and stood up looking for Mingzhu desperately: "You! Go! Fight with me!"

Mingzhu pointed to him: "You, a Mahayana period."

Pointing to himself again: "I, a golden core, have surpassed several levels of cultivation to fight with me? Oh my god, Master Ye, how shameless you are to bully me by relying on your cultivation."

Ye Weiyang: "..."

Ye Weiyang was so angry that she couldn't say a word, she laughed back in anger, gritted her teeth and said: "Little brat, you are really good!"

More than 20 or [-] years have passed, and he is still so eloquent that people hate him!

Master Gui Ning has been drinking wine in an elegant posture, and seems to be relatively indifferent to the rivalry between the two, Gui He who is on the side can't help but smile, and he doesn't say a word.

As soon as Mingzhu saw that Guining really didn't care about it, he turned his nose up even more, and said with a half-smile: "Of course I'm a good person. I believe Master Ye has learned it when he was young. After so many years, you, Weiyang You have become the owner of the villa, but you are still so impatient, it seems that Changye Villa will be destroyed by your hands sooner or later."

Mingzhu usually doesn't have such a poisonous mouth at all, but when he met Ye Weiyang, he didn't know if he was possessed by Lu Qingkong.

At this moment, Ming Fuhua, dressed in white, walked in from the outside, first saluted Gui Ning, then cast a cold glance at Ming Zhu, and said, "Shut up."

Mingzhu was immediately frightened, and he didn't dare to say a word with his head down.

"Flirtatious..." Ye Weiyang took a deep breath, her voice trembling, "He...he's an asshole!"

There was some helplessness on Ming's flamboyant and icy face, and she said softly: "Master Ye, I'm really sorry, my brother has been in Rizhao Mountain for so many years, and his temper is a bit domineering, I hope you don't have the same knowledge as him."

Ye Weiyang seemed to really want to be as knowledgeable as him, but Naihe was so angry with Ming Zhu that she couldn't speak for a while.

Ming Fuhua immediately glared at Ming Zhu and said, "Go out soon!"

Ming Zhu immediately let out a "hey" and ran away.

Seeing this, Ye Weiyang immediately wanted to catch him: "Bastard! Don't...don't run away! Let's compete again when we come back!"

Ming Fuhua quickly stood in front of him and said, "Master, you are drunk, you should take a good rest."

Ye Weiyang: "..."

The wine in front of him was not touched at all.

Shen Hongchuan: "Pfft..."

This brother and sister are really mad.

Outside the gazebo, the disciples of Rizhao's inner sect gathered together for a rare sight, commenting on the martial arts field below.

Everyone in the Rizhao Zongmen Dabi will have a blue cloth belt that symbolizes the sunshine. The northern mountain is cyan, and the western mountain is aqua blue. Generally, others will wear it as a forehead or hair belt. At a glance, the seats are full of blue. blue and white.

However, the disciples of the inner sect came out very unreasonably. Senior brother Mingzhu tied it on his hairband, Yi Lingju tied it on his wrist, and Yan Xueyu was even more weird, directly covering his eyes.

Lu Qingkong is the kind of person who hangs on his body when he has something he loves, and it seems that he also likes this cloth belt very much, so he tied it directly around his neck. When he first arrived, Shen Di'an hadn't laughed at him for a long time.

Lu Qingkong retorted coldly: "The person wearing the belt is not qualified to make fun of me, are you still a child?"

Shen Di'an's smile stopped abruptly.

A few weirdos from Rizhao Mountain got together and mocked each other harshly. It was strange to say that they were incompatible with each other, but after every time the ridicule was calculated and calculated, it was less than a day, as if nothing had happened, and they continued to communicate with each other— —Even if it was Lu Qingkong and other senior brothers who cheated on each other half a year ago, after the matter was over, everyone got along as before, completely unable to see the ruthlessness of dog biting dog before.

Lu Qingkong and Yan Xueyu huddled together, and they were chatting at this moment—because Lu Qingkong's words were too tedious and rambling, causing the disciples on the side to look sideways.

Lu Qingkong was unmoved, and still conscientiously explained the situation on the competition stage to Yan Xueyu.

"On the left side of the competition stage are Beishan's disciples, tsk, what are the names of those two... Oh, I remembered, Lin Zhi and Qin Yu, both of them are Jindan cultivation bases, and they seem to be comparable in strength—— Hey! It’s getting late, and Lin Zhi went up without even saying hello. This is considered a sneak attack, tsk tsk is too much. But then again, when I was framed and spread rumors, it seemed that he was the one booing down there, um, I hope he gets beaten into a pig's head this time."

Someone really couldn't bear his nagging, and raised his voice: "Senior Brother Ninth, you are so noisy, can you be quiet for a while?"

Lu Qingkong stood up and scolded: "No! Is this your home? I can say whatever I want, it's none of your business? Shut up and take a good look, and get out of here if you don't agree! You can't control me If you don’t like your mouth, just take good care of your ears, don’t be so impolite, so as not to make people laugh.”

All the people around looked at him in astonishment.

Lu Qingkong stared and said, "What are you looking at? Go play!"

Everyone couldn't offend him, so they ran away in a hurry.

Only then did Lu Qingkong let out a sigh of relief, and when he sat back and was about to explain to Yan Xueyu again, Mingzhu suddenly jumped over from behind holding on to the railing, and was supported by Yi Lingju on the side so he didn't fall off.

Ming Zhu scolded Ye Weiyang, he was in a good mood, squeezed between Yi Lingju and Lu Qingkong, leaned on the railing of the seat in front of him, looked at the competition below, squinted his eyes and said: "When are you going to play?"

Yan Xueyu said: "I have bad eyesight, so I won't join in the fun. Xiao Jiu is the fourth round, and Yan Feng and the second senior brother are the seventh round. There should be a little more time."

Shen Di'an smiled and said: "And as a dedicated doctor for Rizhao, I can get the quota for going out to practice without a competition, hehehe."

Everyone was envious and envious, and Lu Qingkong felt a little reconciled, he groaned and said, "I can get the training quota without a competition."

When everyone looked at him, Lu Qingkong puffed out his chest immediately, and said, "I can control a small kite, so that everyone doesn't have to squeeze the kite when they go out, and it can save money."

Shang Yanfeng listened silently at the side, then suddenly said: "I can also get the quota without a competition."

He is the strongest fighting force in Rizhao Mountain. Every time he encounters this kind of competition, he is like teasing a child, and he can throw people off the stage with a single move.

Yi Lingju also said: I can too.

Bright Candle: "..."

Ming Zhu's eyes were almost red with jealousy: "That's enough, believe it or not, I'll beat you up."

A few people were fighting for a while, and Ming Zhu pressed the shy Lu Qingkong and Shen Di'an on the back of the chair one by one, and said viciously: "I'm going to beat you so hard that you can't go out!"

Shen Di'an hurriedly begged for mercy: "Senior brother, spare your life, spare your life—ah! Look, it's Lixue!"

Mingzhu paused, and glanced down, and sure enough, he saw Zhou Lingxue in a blue shirt walking up the steps with no expression on his face.

Shen Di'an pressed the bright candle on the seat, and explained: "He was not very lucky, he got the second round, and his opponent was Feng Yao, the No.1 disciple of the outer sect."

Mingzhu couldn't help feeling a little nervous: "Then... can he win?"

Shen Di'an shook her head: "I don't know."

Lu Qingkong continued to babble with Yan Xueyu from the side: "Senior brother, this time on the field are Zhou Yingxue and the number one Feng Yao from the outer sect. .”

Yan Xueyu pondered: "It is said that Feng Yao is a cold spirit vein?"

"Correct."

Mingzhu didn't have time to analyze what was there and what wasn't. He thumped Lu Qingkong's thigh hard, and asked anxiously, "Can you win, can you?"

Lu Qingkong grinned his teeth in pain, and said, "You won't die even if you lose, why are you so excited?"

Mingzhu didn't care about him, he went over Yi Lingju to grab Shang Yanfeng's sleeve, and said, "Fifth Brother, Fifth Brother, let's see if Lingxue will win? Is Feng Yao really that powerful?"

Shang Yanfeng said: "It's more than enough to beat you anyway."

Bright Candle: "..."

Zhou Lingxue held the sword step by step. He was on the black spirit stone competition stage, staring coldly at Feng Yao who was wearing ordinary mountain clothes in front of him.

Feng Yao had a sullen face, probably a taciturn person, and only nodded slightly when he saw him.

With the flash of a white jade in the center of the competition stage, the sword lights on the two of them shot up into the sky, Feng Yao swung up with one hand, and a crystal ice sword appeared in front of him instantly.

In just a split second, the entire competition stage was covered with ice and snow.

Zhou Lingxue watched with cold eyes, Wuxin sword was hooked by his fingers and floated to the top of his head, then divided into two, divided into four, and soon covered the sky and covered the ground with whiteness.

Lu Qingkong spoke quickly, and said: "Feng Yao's cold spirit veins are really extraordinary. If you look closely, you can find that the entire competition platform is covered with his cold energy. Inside, the ability to move will be lost almost instantly... Hey! They moved, and the snow is going to fight head-on? But isn't he a golden core cultivation base..."

Before Lu Qingkong finished speaking, he was startled by the aura emanating from Zhou Lingxue: "Yuan Yuanying!?"

Zhou Lingxue's face was full of indifference, looking a bit colder than the heavy snow that was falling all around him. The cloth belt of Rizhao Mountain pattern was tied to the Wuxin sword by him, and it was floating slightly at this moment, unaffected by the surrounding cold air .

The speed of the two was extremely fast, and they exchanged hundreds of moves almost instantly. Those with lower cultivation could only see the two afterimages intertwining rapidly, and the heavy snow fell all over the sky, and soon they were on the ground of the Black Spirit Stone. There was a thin layer of snow on it.

Ming Zhu nervously strangled Lu Qingkong's thigh.

Lu Qingkong: "I originally thought that Lixue would suffer from the cold spirit veins, but I think the cold air didn't seem to affect him at all, and the spiritual power added by his Wuxin sword actually suppressed Feng Yao... Hiss ! Senior brother, are you going to die?! If you want to pinch yourself, what's wrong with pinching others?"

Mingzhu let go of his hand preoccupied, and looked at the competition stage without blinking. His hand seemed to be pinching something to feel safe. After a while, he pinched Lu Qingkong's arm and pinched Lu Qingkong. 's furious.

Shang Yanfeng looked amused, and said: "Brother, don't be nervous, the winner has already been divided, and the loser wins."

Sure enough, everyone suddenly heard a sound of breaking ice, and heavy snow fell slowly on the competition platform, revealing the figures of two people—Zhou negative snow with one hand behind his waist, one hand stretched flat to pinch a cumbersome knife, On the opposite side of him, Feng Yao looked embarrassed, wrinkled with several flying swords surrounding his gate of life.

Feng Yao took a few breaths and said, "I lost."

Zhou Yingxue nodded slightly, took back the Wuxin sword, and said, "Accept."

Zhou Lingxue was not surprised, turned around and was about to leave after winning the battle, Feng Yao suddenly stopped him and asked, "How are you not affected by my cold air?"

Zhou Nexue paused and tilted his head slightly.

In the stands, Mingzhu suddenly raised his voice: "What?! Say it again!"

Shang Yanfeng hurriedly comforted him: "Senior brother, calm down, he insisted that I take him to the cold pool to practice retreat, I couldn't hold him back, so I had to take him there, and I watched from the sidelines the whole time, so that nothing would happen to him of."

Mingzhu almost exploded: "No way! This way can't be done! How could you do this? He is only so old, and his cultivation level is not enough. How dare you let him be locked up in the cold pool for so long? You, you... are you going to piss me off? ?”

Shen Di'an on the side whispered: "Senior brother, but his cultivation level has surpassed yours by a large margin now."

Ming Zhu glared at him viciously: "Shut up!"

Shang Yanfeng said helplessly: "Brother, you have also seen that he is fine now, his cultivation base has been improved a lot, and he doesn't have the slightest effort on Feng Yao's cold spirit vein, isn't this a good thing?"

"Where is that cold pool?" Ming Zhu was so angry that his brain was dazzled, and he said weakly, "You can only stay in it for half a year in a Mahayana period, and he was the golden core at that time, so... just go in rashly... ...Ah, no, I'm going to die of anger."

When Mingzhu was angry, Zhou Nexue had already walked in front of them with sword Shi Shiran, nodded slightly to the senior brothers, and then sat down. Seeing Mingzhu gasping for breath, he wondered: "What's the matter?" ?”

Shen Di'an hurriedly said: "No, it's nothing, Elder Brother is not in good health, I'll take him out to catch his breath."

As he said that, he walked out with the help of the bright candle that was panting.

As Mingzhu walked, he angrily tried to tease Shang Yanfeng with all his might, and said, "Shang...Shang Yanfeng, I will never finish this matter with you, just wait for me..."

Shang Yanfeng: "..."

Shen Dian quickly pulled him away.