Qingping Jun's mood has been particularly volatile in recent days. The comfort is that there have been many practitioners who have come from attacking all directions recently, and have flocked to the border of Beiyanze in groups. Although it is not necessarily enough to prevent the monsters in Beiyanze from coming out, it is still a sign that has not been seen in many years. But the worry and annoyance is that most of the practitioners who come spontaneously do not go out of the Xianjia Mountain gate, but are mostly wandering around the world, accidentally obtained the method of practice or the guidance of the Xianjia family, and none of them came from the Xianjia family.

Furthermore, the storm has been extremely quiet recently. Not to mention that it is like a tide of evil spirits rushing into the shore, even the scattered monsters are not revealed. It is abnormal. Even Qingpingjun, who was alone on a boat, never encountered any monsters wandering out. Naturally, he was suspicious and worried. The storm was about to come and the wind filled the building, and the river tide was turbulent in front of the waves. The current situation is still hard to feel at ease, but he is more and more sad and terrified.

It is not that Qingpingjun and Yun Yiliang have not stabilized people's hearts, but that most of the people in the Beiyanze area are old people who have been conquered and killed for more than ten years. Only by listening to the sound of waves outside the Yingpan, can you guess the number of monsters. Everyone knows that there must be a stable time before the monsters rush with the tide. Therefore, even if it is rare to gather together to drink and comfort them, the people in the Yingpan still know what they think. They really can't force themselves to listen to the two of them to comfort them.

"Why, I was still very excited a few days ago. I was boating in Daze to give advice on the country. How did I look so depressed today?" Yun Yiliang climbed up to the top of the city and handed Qingpingjun a pot of wine. He rubbed his hands and placed it on both sides of his nose. He covered his frozen cheeks for a while. He was in the extreme north. He was probably winter came earlier than the Dayuan tribe. Although he had not seen the first snow this year, it was not far from the dripping water turning into ice. The wind carried a steel knife to slap people's cheeks, and he wanted to cut off two taels of flesh and blood.

Qingpingjun knew the identity of the person who came without looking back, and looked at him coldly, "As far as the ghost sky, you can freeze your lips and tongues, and you kid still speaks with ease. When you are in such a situation, you still don't forget to make a joke." He said disgusted, but his hands were quite honest and upright. He took the wine pot without hesitation. He was immediately surprised and couldn't wait to drink it. He suddenly felt the warm wine sautum and his whole body was cold and half of it faded away.

It is best to drink two cups of warm wine during the winter season. However, according to his cold-hearted nature on weekdays, he is definitely unwilling to go to warm wine by himself, and he is even more lazy to deliver it to Qingpingjun. Therefore, the latter felt strange. After drinking two or three sips, he hurriedly asked, "I want to go back to my hometown again? It's not that I'm not willing to promise, but now when the clouds are stopped, if the monsters move together, if you leave this place, I'm afraid no one can take on the heavy responsibility. Let the monsters flow into the world in the reciprocity. It is considered to be against my original intention. If I do it again, I'm afraid that the unconscious old foxes in the court will stare at this place with their own light all day long, for fear that they can't catch the handle."

These words were said urgently, like walking beans, Hengshi made Yun Yiliang stunned for a moment, twisting his sword eyebrows into a ball, snatching the wine pot with his hands, and cursing in anger: "You don't have the life to enjoy the blessings and merits. You have a rare intention to bring the pot and burn the wine, but you are tempted to take good intentions. It's better to drink them together without leaving any of them."

Seeing Yun Yiliang raise his hand to take away the wine pot, Qing Pingjun was anxious and quickly softened his chore and smiled with a thick face, "Look at what you said, this is not worrying that your brothers and brothers stay here for a long time, for fear that you are depressed, so you have to guess your thoughts like this. Since that's the case, I'll punish you for one bite, and relieve your worries." As he spoke, he reached out to touch the wine pot, but Yun Yiliang avoided it and threw the wine pot into the sky above the city gate.

"I haven't taken action for a long time. Today's scenery is cold. Why not fight and fight to warm your muscles and bones?"

At the bottom of the city gate, several people came carrying water. They originally wanted to take advantage of the sky where the dripping water turned into ice, and poured water on the city walls with the water in the lake to condense and strengthen the ice. But now they saw the city gates from afar. They fists and elbows, but they didn't let go of the moves. They immediately laughed and cried, so they simply put down the shoulder pole and hugged their arms to watch.

One of the men who looked at the young man suspiciously pulled the cuffs beside him and asked, "The leader and Lord Yun have always been close to each other, but why are they fighting today? It depends on the meaning of the moves, and there is no way to hold back. Is it because the two are not in harmony?"

The man on the side saw that he was in his forties. This kind of thing was commonplace. He shook his head and laughed, "After all, he has arrived, and he has never seen such things. We two commanders are both practitioners and have a very good level of skill. In this time when there are no monsters in Beiyanze on weekdays, we can't be idle and lazy. We have many military practices. Naturally, these two people have to beat the realm to a solid level and move to a higher level. There are few people who compete with each other. Therefore, they often find a false excuse to fight and fight, and they only regard it as seeking advancement. There is nothing wrong with it. Most of them have to go through a few more moves until they suffer some small losses before they are willing to stop."

The Beiyanze Border Army has recently filled in many people, from all over the world. Although it is not mentioned, the practitioners who have been guarding the border for many years have also added two or three more mouthfuls of fresh aura in their hearts, just like a trip to the desert. They have never drunk water for many days. Now that they see the waters of Xiaozhou, they naturally feel much more comfortable. Therefore, many men have also talked more often, answered questions and tested the skills of newcomers here. It is much more lively than the usual bleak scene of camp.

The two people at the head of the city gate still did not determine the level, but Qing Pingjun, who was wearing red clothes, made a blow first, spit out a slight turbid air, tapped the ground with both feet, and fists swung. Then he suddenly approached Yun Yiliang's face, and the strong wind came. The latter was not panicked, and gave up two steps, put up two fists with one arm, lowered his body, and rushed straight to the lower plate with one palm. The willows face the wind. Although they were not quick, they could win every step of the way without leaking water.

"When should I test this, I might as well fight together to fight for the best." Qing Pingjun jumped, and his internal energy flowed and his hands shook his face in front of him. His movement was fierce and he was extremely straight.

Yun Yiliang did not make any extra moves. He stretched out his single palm and met the man's fists. For a moment, the sound of a loud golden iron sound came out, and the fists and palms never touched, but the sound was like a collision between swords and swords.

He blocked his fists with one palm, and the wine pot fell down. Yun Yiliang caught it with one hand, and slowly opened the corners of his mouth.

"I realized the tide a few days ago and I will give in."

Qing Pingjun put away his fists, blinked his eyes, and slowly opened the corners of his mouth, laughed loudly, and shouted three times in succession, then said, "Wine is for you, hide this magical power, and you will lose for your brother."

But Sustain Yiliang did not take up the wine naturally, but took back his single palm and threw the wine pot to the person in front of him.
Chapter completed!