Silence, dead silence.

No, including the eight people present, including Li Mochou hiding behind, there were only nine people, but there was no one talking at this moment. Everyone was stunned by the moment in front of them.

What kind of martial arts is this? No...is this martial arts?

Zhao Zhijing was very sure that this was definitely not a martial arts move. It was just a simple slash-pull, but the speed was so fast that no move in Zhao Zhijing's mind could be cracked.

"Senior Brother Zhao, where is your Big Dipper Seven Star Formation?" Lu Zhanyuan's joking voice sounded in Zhao Zhijing's ears, as if he was a demon in hell.

Zhao Zhijing knew that Lu Zhanyuan dared not hurt him. After all, he was a third-generation disciple of Quanzhen Sect and his senior brother. If he hurts him, he would not be able to take it.

But he didn't dare to bet that Lu Zhanyuan would really do this. He used his life to measure other people's courage. Zhao Zhijing would not do what such idiot would do. Therefore, he could only remain silent.

"Lu Zhanyuan! Zhao Zhijing is a proud disciple of Master Wang! Do you dare to take action?" At this time, another Taoist priest shouted like this in a desperate situation.

"Shut up!" Zhao Zhijing was startled, afraid that Lu Zhanyuan would be stimulated, so he directly cut down with a sword, "I, Zhao, are willing to take the advantage of you, Lu Zhanyuan, and let you do it!"

Seeing Zhao Zhijing's expression of being very wise, Lu Zhanyuan suddenly lost interest. As a person who is a rebirth and still survives in the workplace in later generations, how could he not see Zhao Zhijing's little thoughts? Lu Zhanyuan had many ways to deal with him, but Lu Zhanyuan really couldn't be interested in dealing with a child who was only in his teenage years old.

Lu Zhanyuan patted Zhao Zhijing's face with the back of his sword and said coldly: "Don't cause trouble for me in the future. I am just a lay disciple and it will not hinder your status in the Quanzhen Sect. I am not interested in the power of the Quanzhen Sect, but if you have nothing to do to provoke me, don't blame me."

Zhao Zhijing's eyes were full of anger, but he didn't say a word and stood there motionless.

"Get out." Lu Zhanyuan said.

Zhao Zhijing and the other two ran away in a panic. Although they were not injured and had no time to fight, Lu Zhanyuan's martial arts left an extremely terrifying impression in their hearts.

Li Mochou has been hiding behind the big tree. How Lu Zhanyuan taught Zhao Zhijing a lesson was completely seen by her. Suddenly, a word appeared in Li Mochou's young mind, "King!"

"Little Chochou! Do you know what a knight is?" Li Mochou still clearly remembered what her senior sister said to her in the ancient tomb when she chatted with her senior sister.

"The hero is the kind of hero who draws his sword to help the poor when he sees injustice, robs the rich and helps the poor, and serves the people and the country!" Li Mochou said this according to various legends she heard outside when she was a child. She thought she had a comprehensive understanding of the hero, but...

"Wrong!" Li Mengyi waved her hand in an extremely exaggerated move, "Which knight is called? Let me tell you what the knight is like!"

"King! Always dressed in white, with long hair fluttering, and heroic appearance!"

"King! Always handsome, handsome, and suave!"

"King! Always have a long sword in hand, martial arts are superb, and the world is invincible!"

"In short, the knight is the kind of good boy who has comprehensive development of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics and labor! If you can meet a knight one day, then don't miss it. Find a good knight and marry!"

At that time, Li Mochou seemed to be able to see some kind of brilliance in Li Mengyi's eyes. Since then, she has always been full of longing for the knights.

What exactly is the knight...?

Now, it seems that I have really encountered a knight.

If Li Mengyi knew Li Mochou’s thoughts at this moment, she would definitely hang herself in depression. Her original intention was to let Li Mochou raise her vision so that she could not notice Lu Zhanyuan. How could she have thought that her words became the ultimate culprit for Li Mochou to fall in love with Lu Zhanyuan?!

After all, Li Mengyi never thought that Lu Zhanyuan, who was a stinky person in her eyes, could actually get involved with the knight in Li Mochou's heart.

When Lu Zhanyuan saw Zhao Zhijing and others walking away, he walked towards Li Mochou, but when he approached, he was startled. Li Mochou looked at him with his eyes shining, just like those born in the 2000s star-chasing people in his previous life.

"I'll just go, right?" Lu Zhanyuan looked at Li Mocho carefully, "Little sister, we agreed to have ten strings of candied haws. Don't tell me what you saw today, ok?"

"Ou Kai?" Li Mochou was tilted, not understanding what Lu Zhanyuan meant in the last sentence, but she decisively ignored the two words behind, "Okay! Where are the ten strings of candied haws?"

"Uh..." Lu Zhanyuan was stunned. Where did he go to find candied haws in the middle of the night? "You go back first, I'll send them to you in a few days."

"I don't want it! What if you lie to me?" Li Mochou was obviously not that easy to deal with. She stared at Lu Zhanyuan with big watery eyes, and she looked like she obviously didn't believe him.

Lu Zhanyuan felt that his head was getting bigger again. Not long after, I was afraid he could even act in an cartoon, big-headed son, little-headed father.

"Damn! I don't want to be my son!" Lu Zhanyuan hurriedly coaxed Li Mochou, and ten strings of candied haws were doubled into twenty strings, and then he won Li Mochou's consent.

"Remember, I want you to hand over the candied haws to me with your own hands!" Looking at Li Mochou who was leaving Benbenz, Lu Zhanyuan burst into tears.

I'll take a break, what's this?

The exhausted Lu Zhanyuan, who was disturbed and exhausted, fell asleep as soon as he returned to the room. Sometimes, the best way to forget his worries is to sleep. When he fell asleep, he would forget nothing.

On the other side, Zhao Zhijing and others, who were beaten away by Lu Zhanyuan, walked to the outside of Chongyang Palace before stopping.

"Senior Brother Zhao, what should I do? Why don't you call some more people? I don't believe that he can beat several of them!" said a little Taoist priest.

Zhao Zhijing knocked his head hard, "Is it good to use your brain? His martial arts are far better than us. What's the use of calling you in multiple people? Indeed, he may not be able to beat one hundred or a thousand, but can't he run away if he can't beat them?"

The little Taoist priest covered his head awkwardly and stopped saying a word.

"Or what if you tell the teacher and let the teacher teach him a lesson?" another suggests.

As a result, he couldn't help but get a blow.

"You are worse than him! He doesn't use his brain, you don't have brains! What kind of sects are you suing? Do we have his handle? Now I only know that he secretly runs to the forbidden area alone at night! I have said before that he is the disciple of the sect, and he is a proud disciple! Not to mention that he can't control so much in a lay disciple, even if he is in charge, according to the sect's love for him, I guess he will only scold him in the end." Zhao Zhijing said angrily.

"What should I do?" Several people were depressed, "You can't just let it go."
Chapter completed!