"What do you call me?" Sikong Gui rubbed his eyes for a long time and asked.

"Jiang Yunhe." Jiang Yunhe clasped his fists and said.

Sikonggui thought about it and forgot to ask the man's name that day.

"That day, I met a person who was quite similar to Brother Tai in Qingyang Mansion. Although it was not long, it was a close friend. I really had a similar aspirations. I wonder if Brother Tai knew..."

"That's called Jiang Biehe, and I am my brothers." Jiang Yunhe smiled calmly.

"Jiang Biehe, Jiang Yunhe, so that's it." Sikonggui laughed: "I just said that when I saw him having a close conversation with Su Xiaoxiao that day, how could he be here today?"

Everyone:...

Jiang Yunhe really wants to ask, are you blind?

Do you think you are blind or are you not smart?

The fake bar you drank last night?

sigh.

"Brother Sikong, don't be fine, can the leg injury be cured?" Jiang Yunhe asked with a smile on his face.

"It's just a minor injury, it's okay."

Sikong Gui suddenly fell silent, looked at Jiang Yunhe, looked at Zhiyue, and then looked at Jiang Yunhe.

"I want to talk about it first, I want to be quiet."

"Sikong, if others are not bad, they are relatively simple." Zhiyue and Sikonggui said softly after going to silence.

Jiang Yunhe felt that this was so wrong when he said this from Zhiyue's mouth.

This stupid girl said that he was simple, so that was not a simple thing. Obviously he was stupid, right?

"Although Sikonggui is romantic, he is also a person with temperament." The dream girl said.

Jiang Yunhe: I think I am also a person with temperament.

Later, Zhiyue and Jiang Yunhe met another disciple of Zichen Sect, which was considered familiar.

Then the two hills set up and today's battle began. A man in black walked into the air with a knife on the opposite side. He was the disciple of the Blood-Drinking Sect with his hair like blood.

"His name is Luo Badao. In recent years, he has become famous among the Left Dao. He is taciturn and has few hobbies. He only likes to fight. His body is strong and his sword skills are outstanding. He is a blood-drinking knife in his hand. The disciples of the Blood-Drinking Sect use this type of magic weapon to nourish blood, so he is called Blood-Drinking. Pay attention to his sword."

Zhiyue commented on the side.

The righteous side had not yet moved. Luo Badao raised his sword and pointed in the direction of the righteous. "Chao Shi, come out."

A big bearded man suddenly appeared on the side of Zhengdao.

"This is Chao Shi, a disciple of Fenglei Mountain. He is good at a wind gun and is also good at close combat. Three years ago, Chao Shi went to Yuning Fort to help his friends with boxing and fought with Luo Badao. Luo Badao lost a little. After three years of no news, this time it was for Chao Shi."

Listening to Zhiyue's faint narration, Jiang Yunhe was also impressed. From just now to now, so many people and so many deeds, Zhiyue can remember it?

This knowledgeable knowledge is very important to people.

"I am a disciple of the sect's commander, responsible for handling some foreign affairs. Every month, I will send a copy of the news from all over the country. Therefore, I know a little about the deeds of most people. However, it is only limited to the past three years. No matter how old it is, I have forced to write it down before my commander."

Jiang Yunhe heard this and said, "The world only sees others' glory, but does not know how much effort others put in behind the scenes. According to our words, we only see thieves eating meat, but not being beaten."

She lamented in her heart, that is, no matter where she ran, as long as there was a little news, she would know? Should she be so cruel? Is it okay to leave a way out?

When Zhiyue heard the first half of the sentence, she immediately felt intimate.

People in the world only see her glory, but how many people care about how much she has paid? Unexpectedly, I just said casually, but the person around me immediately sighed like this. It’s true that I know the cold and the hot.

But when I heard the second half of the sentence, I was amused. "I'm not a little thief."

"Who said no?" Jiang Yunhe asked back, looked over, staring at her eyes and said, "A heart-stealing thief."

The two of them were talking and laughing. The others watched the two of them fighting on the field and looked at them, and they all lamented in their hearts.

In the past, Fairy Sun and Moon rarely talked to others, and was always cold and cold with everyone. Why did the style change so quickly?

Sikonggui squatted on the stone in the distance, glanced at him from time to time, his face was gloomy and clear.

After a long time, he said with a resentment: "Bah, scum!"

In the field, one of them held a long knife and the other used a spear, and the movement was so fast that it could not be seen clearly.

I saw that every shot of Chao Shi was thundering.

"Pay attention to Chao Shi's gun." Zhi Yue suddenly said.

Jiang Yunhe looked over and saw Chao Shi twisting his hands, and a lightning light suddenly exploded from the tip of his spear. Luo Badao's whole body was numb and his movements were slow.

Chao Shi sneered, and raised his gun and was about to stab Luo Badao in the same way.

"Look at the Blood Drinking Knife." Zhiyue said again.

A blood flashed on the knife, and the blade suddenly grew a piece of it. A big mouth like a snake's head appeared on the tip of the knife, biting Chao Shi's left arm with one mouth.

Chao Shi snorted miserably, and kept making a hole in Luo Badao's body.

One of them was pierced through, the other had broken arms, stared at each other, and returned to the formation.

"Why don't you remind him?" Jiang Yunhe asked.

"I guessed that the Blood-Drinking Knife would change, and Chao Shi must have a clear idea in his heart. Look at the knife head and it was simple. In fact, the blood light had a confusing effect. Chao Shi was stunned and fell into trouble."

Jiang Yunhe then realized that there were so many words in the competition between the two. If there was no one who could explain it with a good knowledgeable person, outsiders would not understand what was going on.

The next seven battles were fought, and both sides had their own victory and defeat, and one person fell from both sides, which made many people sigh.

Of course, the atmosphere became stronger and many people were angry.

It was almost evening when Jiang Yunhe was quite surprised that the person who jumped down from the left road was actually Tong Qingchuan from Sanyinmen.

"Who does Tong Qingchuan have a grudge against?" Jiang Yunhe said in confusion.

Although Tong Qingchuan is not very good, his personality is quite good. Jiang Yunhe thought he was here to have a long experience and go through a formality, but he didn't expect that he would end up, which was unexpected.

It seems that Tong Qingchuan is also a person with a temperament.

Zhiyue pondered for a moment, and she knew Sanyinmen, and Tong Qingchuan, but she really didn't remember who Tong Qingchuan had a grudge with.

Judging from Tong Qingchuan's past, he is somewhat similar to Sikong Gui. He has a good background, a peaceful temperament, and rarely fights with others. He belongs to the kind of free and easy type.

"Jiang Yunhe!" Tong Qingchuan stretched out his hand and pointed.

Jiang Yunhe:...

I just said that you are a person with temperament, so I sir!

"Come on, I'll suppress you to the Yongquan Realm and compare with you, and see what's so outstanding about you!" Tong Qingchuan winked below.

After saying this, the monks who were so arrogant that they scolded Tong Qingchuan for being shameless and eager to jump out of the situation stopped talking and turned their heads to look at Jiang Yunhe.

After all, this is a man who is fighting for Su Xiaoxiao and Fairy Yue.

There must be something extraordinary, right?

"Actually, I also want to try Brother Tong's methods, but unfortunately it's too high, so I can't go down." Jiang Yunhe spread his hands.

Then I saw a rainbow appearing under my feet, which was as solid as the essence, spreading straight down the mountain from under my feet.

Turning his head and looking over, I saw the dream girl pursing her lips and chuckling: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, you have to be welcome!"

"You are really... understanding!" Jiang Yunhe took a breath and looked amazed.

The dream girl blinked.

"It's okay, although Tong Qingchuan is a legitimate person, he is a good person. When I see that he is familiar with you, he will definitely not be serious. You can try fighting with others. But the main thing is to protect yourself." Zhiyue whispered on the side.

Jiang Yunhe had no choice but to jump up the rainbow, like a slide, sliding straight from the top of the mountain at the bottom. When he was almost at the bottom, he took off with a soft force and he gently landed on the ground.

"This dream girl doesn't seem to want to cheat me, what does she mean?"

This thought flashed through Jiang Yunhe's mind.

I saw Tong Qingchuan looking at him with a look in front of me.

"Have you drunk too much fake wine?" Jiang Yunhe shook his fan and said contemptuously.

"There is no way, the old man ordered that this sword fighting must show the style of my Sanyinmen." Tong Qingchuan also waved his fan.

"You will be beaten to death by your old man when you go back, I'll be honest." Jiang Yunhe said seriously.

Let you show your style, just pinch the softest persimmon? Are you still an individual?

When you go back, your old man won’t beat you to death. You will take my surname!

"Besides, am I creating opportunities for you? Look, you have won the hearts of two beauties. If you don't show any strength, who will be convinced? You will have many troubles in the future!" Tong Qingchuan winked and said, "I am a righteous person in the sky, Tong Qingchuan, and I will be bothered by my brothers!"

"Stamp the brothers with two blows for a woman." Jiang Yunhe answered with her mouth.
Chapter completed!