"hehe."

The young man who was called Senior Brother Xue said with a slight smile: "So, I want to thank you?"

He clenched his fists, his knuckles clattered, and he looked like he was about to hit someone.

The young man shrank back and said with a forced smile: "No, no, as long as Senior Brother Xue is not angry. Look, Senior Brother Wu is not angry?"

"He is him, I am me, don't confuse us."

Senior Brother Xue hooked his finger at the young man and said with malicious intentions: "Junior Brother Lu, come on, let me see if you have made progress recently."

After saying that, he slowly approached the young man.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the young man turned around and ran without hesitation, and his body turned into a blurry afterimage, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the door of the practice room.

"Bang!"

The next moment, he hit a man firmly.

"Oh!"

The young man let out a cry of pain, covered his nose and squatted down, and tears flowed out of pain.

The man who was hit by him was safe and sound, with a tall and burly body standing like a mountain, still moving.

This is a man who cannot tell the specific age. He looks young but has deep eyes, like a black hole, with short hair about an inch long and straight eyebrows penetrated his temples, making him look even more outstanding.

"Senior Brother!" Everyone in the practice room subconsciously stood up straight and shouted in unison.

The eldest brother nodded and glanced at him: "What are you doing? Why did Junior Brother Lu run away?"

The young man named Xue quickly said, "Senior Brother, I'm having fun with Junior Brother Lu, you know he's timid."

"Since you know he is timid, why are you still having fun with him? As a senior brother, you have to be like a senior brother and set a good example for your junior brothers and sisters." The senior brother scolded coldly.

The young man named Xue was timid and did not dare to refute it at all.

Others also lowered their heads and shoulders, like children who had done something wrong, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

The eldest brother said lightly again: "You go back and pack your luggage immediately and go to Donghai City with me later."

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other and saw a look of doubt in each other's eyes.

A petite girl with a sweet appearance raised her head timidly: "Senior Brother, why are we going to Donghai City?"

"Just just got the news, Ling Feiyu is preparing to duel with someone. I'll take you to see it."

"Ling Feiyu?"

The dark-skinned senior brother Wu's eyes lit up: "The first true legend of Wuji Sect, the one Ling Feiyu who is on the genius list with the eldest brother?"

"That's right."

A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of the eldest brother's mouth, his eyes fell on the young man named Xue, and said meaningfully: "Do you know who his opponent is?"

Everyone looked at me, and I saw you, and shook their heads at the same time.

The eldest brother reminded: "Everyone, junior brother Xue and junior brother Wu, and Junior Brother Xue seemed to have suffered a big loss under the other party."

The young man named Xue suddenly looked up, and his eyes burst into amazing light: "Is it that bastard Lin Chong?"

"If you answer correctly, it's Lin Chong."

The eldest brother said in a plain tone: "I have heard about Lin Chong from Uncle Qi and have always been interested in him. This time I finally have the opportunity to meet me. I hope he will not let me down."

"Lin Chong actually wants to duel with Ling Feiyu?"

The young man surnamed Xue felt his blood flow accelerated and ran out suddenly: "Senior Brother, please wait for me for a few minutes, I will pack my luggage now!"

"I'll go too!"

"And me!"

The other young people rushed out, and in a blink of an eye, only the eldest brother and the dark-skinned senior brother were left in the huge training room.

The eldest brother glanced at the latter sideways: "Don't you go packing your luggage?"

"Forget it, there's nothing to clean up."

Senior Brother Wu yawned, then asked with a smile: "Senior Brother, who do you think has a greater chance of winning by Lin Chong or Ling Feiyu?"

For some reasons, the Tianlong Sect has been secretly paying attention to Lin Chong, and Senior Brother Wu is familiar with Lin Chong's glorious record, so he asked this question.

"have no idea."

The eldest brother turned around and left the practice room, leaving a sentence without looking back: "But it is certain that there will be a dragon-tongue fight between them."

A western province, an unknown small county town.

The western province is located at the westernmost point of the Yanhuang Republic, with extremely high altitude, strong sunshine, and very large temperature difference between day and night, thus forming a special landform in which deserts, Gobi and grasslands interspersed with each other.

The scene of lonely smoke in the desert and the sunset in the long river can only be seen in western provinces.

However, this small county town called Ningchuan is different from other places. It is surrounded by mountains and has beautiful scenery. A small river passes through the middle of the county town and is inside it, as if living in the south of the Yangtze River.

The headquarters of the Hundred Ghosts is here.

"Bi Luo, do you know what to do when you go to Donghai City this time?"

In the simply furnished room, a calm and hoarse voice sounded.

The speaker is a middle-aged man with a sad face, holding a dry tobacco pipe in his hand, his eyes unfathomable, revealing his calmness of being used to the world and being indifferent to life and death.

A few meters away from the middle-aged man stood a woman wearing a black mask. She had a graceful figure and was convex and convex, but her breath was extremely cold.

"I know." She said indifferently.

"I will let the Hundred Ghosts organization listen to your order."

The middle-aged man raised his legs and knocked the cigarette butt on the soles of his shoes: "This time is different from the past. The target background is complicated. If you want to act according to the opportunity, you must not alert the enemy, and you must not disclose your identity."

Women still cherish words like gold: "I understand."

The middle-aged man waved his hand: "Go, if you can bring the target's head back to me, I will appoint you as the leader of the Six Days of Ghosts and command the Hundred Ghosts Organization."

"yes."

The woman in the black mask swayed and disappeared in an instant.

Northern province, capital.

As the capital of the Yanhuang Republic, the strongest group of people in the country are gathered here, such as the leader of the Martial Alliance, whose head is the dragon but who is not seen, and the Zhenwu Sect, which is among the top ten hidden sects.

There is a mountain outside the outskirts of the capital, about a thousand meters high, with rugged mountains. Every autumn, red leaves are everywhere, and the distance is like clouds, so it is named Guanxia Mountain.

There is a Taoist temple on the top of Guanxia Mountain called Zhenwu Temple. Because it is very close to the capital, this Zhenwu Temple has a prosperous incense and endless tourists.

Behind the Taoist temple is a wooden pagoda, which is hundreds of feet high and is divided into nine floors. It is black and red in color, and has a gorgeous shape. It has long become the landmark building of Guanxia Mountain.

Many tourists wanted to climb the tower and look into the distance, but were dissuaded by the Taoist priests in the Taoist temple because the tower had its owner, and its owner was the most powerful person in the world.

At this time, a young man in white clothes stood on the top of the tower, looking at the majestic and magnificent capital in the distance, with his eyes ethereal, as if he could ride the wind at any time.

Next to the young man, there was a beautiful woman with long hair shawls, delicate facial features, wearing a pink long skirt, and a faint smile on her lips.
Chapter completed!