Maybe it was because he was bored on Jinting Mountain and he couldn't go down the mountain casually. Pan Zhong was naturally curious about the new blood.

Ming Shiyin nodded casually.

Pan Chong came to Zhu Honggong's side with a smile and looked at him for a moment——

He is a bit chubby, not particularly tall, and has a slightly stupid appearance.

It's cute to be naive.

At first glance, he looks like someone who is easy to bully.

"My lord, Pan Chong, what do you call me brother?" Pan Chongtao asked.

Zhu Hong rolled his eyes at him and was about to get angry... Mingshi coughed, so he could only swallow it.

Pan Zhong was not stupid, thinking that just one cough from Mr. Four could cure the newcomer into submission.

He nudged Zhu Honggong with his elbow and said: "Newcomer, Mr. Fourth is actually a very talkative person. Don't worry... From now on, we are all brothers."

"Who is your brother?" Zhu Honggong couldn't help it and said disdainfully.

Pan Zhong said: "It's not okay to talk like this. Fortunately, it's in front of Mr. Fourth. If Mr. Three or Mr. Ninth were here, it would be enough for you."

"..."

Where does this psychosis come from?

He looks like a teacher teaching others!

Ming Shiyin raised his hand and said: "Work."

Zhu Honggong said honestly: "Oh."

Seeing the female cultivator of Yanyue Palace who was repairing the steps nearby, Zhu Honggong felt better and ran over.

Pan Zhong saw this and whispered: "Mr. Fourth, this newcomer is quite interesting and knows how to work."

"More than just working... From today on, if there is nothing else, he will have to stay in his thought hole."

"Si Guo Dong?" When Pan Zhong heard this, his heart pounded, "It's not easy for the Demonic Pavilion to accept a new member. Isn't the Pavilion Master afraid of chilling the hearts of other disciples by doing this?"

"Don't worry...not only will he not be cold, he will also be grateful."

Ming Shiyin turned around and left.

Pan Chong was puzzled by what he heard. He did not intend to practice the Six Yang Kung Fu, but observed Zhu Hong Gong with great interest.

Zhu Honggong worked very hard, doing whatever he had to do, and doing all the heavy and hard work.

After a long time, all members of the Hong Kong Party did not complain at all.

When the sun set in the west, all the people sat down to rest.

Pan Zhong walked over, extended his thumb and said, "Brother, it's okay."

"What do you mean?"

"A new person must have the consciousness of a new person... I really admire you."

"It's a small matter..." Zhu Honggong said quite proudly.

Pan Zhong sighed: "I remember when I first went up the mountain, I didn't have the awareness like you, so I got beaten a lot."

"Being beaten?"

"Yeah..." Pan Zhong looked around and whispered, "Brothers, the disciples of Motian Pavilion all have weird tempers, and they can get into trouble if they are not careful."

Zhu Hong frowned.

He looked at Pan Zhong.

"Weird temper?" Zhu Honggong asked doubtfully.

"What you just saw is Ming Shiyin, the fourth disciple of Motian Pavilion. On the surface, he is very gentle, but in fact he is inhumane... The third Mr. Duanmusheng is okay, he is the same on the outside, but he does not rub sand in his eyes... Also

"Ci Yuan'er, the youngest disciple of Motian Pavilion, please don't be deceived by her petite and cute appearance. This girl is moody and has a bad temper. You should stay away from her." Pan Zhongsha said matter-of-factly.

When talking about Xiao Yuan'er, Zhu Hong was startled.

Thinking of the scene in Motian Pavilion just now, Xiao Yuan'er looked really fierce.

Zhu Honggong looked at Pan Zhong with a gossipy face and asked curiously: "Have you ever heard of the Evil King?"

"Evil King?" Pan Zhong showed a disapproving look and continued, "Motian Pavilion didn't take him seriously. The Evil King is just a title to scare people. He is only at the Divine Court Realm, so even I may not be able to defeat him.

But...you seem to be uncomfortable?"

Zhu Hong was more than uncomfortable.

There is fire in his eyes.

Ahem...

Mingshiyin didn't know when he appeared nearby.

His cough immediately extinguished the anger of all the people.

Seeing this, Pan Zhong nodded secretly, new people must have the consciousness of new people.

Ming Shiyin said: "Pan Chong."

"What are your orders, Mr. Fourth?"

"Seal his cultivation...go to the Cave of Thought and reflect." Ming Shiyin said.

When Pan Zhong heard this, he was shocked and said incredulously: "Mr. Fourth, he is just a newcomer. Isn't this too cruel?"

"Just do it."

"yes."

Pan Zhong had no choice but to come to Zhu Honggong's side and whispered, "Brother, I'm sorry, bear with me."

Zhu Honggong didn't have any objections.

Pan Zhong nodded secretly, the newcomer's consciousness was really not that high.

Not long after, he sealed all the cultivation bases of all Hong Kong.

Zhu Honggong turned to face Pan Zhong, patted Pan Zhong on the shoulder and said, "Wait until I come out..."

"Don't be so polite, we are all our own people," Pan Zhong said.

Zhu Hong stood up together and followed Ming Shiyin towards the direction of Siguo Cave.

at this time……

A figure in green clothes, Yukong Tathagata, said condescendingly: "Eighth Senior Brother!"

Eighth senior brother?

Pan Zhong turned his head, followed the sound, and saw the ninth disciple of Motian Pavilion, Xiao Yuan'er, with his hands on his hips and looking down from the sky.

Zhu Honggong stopped, turned around and said with a smile: "Little junior sister?"

Junior sister?

Xiao Yuan'er said: "Master has an order for me to supervise the staff discipline... Fourth senior brother, don't forget it."

"..."

"..."

If you still can't understand the relationship between them until now, then Pan Zhong's life will be in vain.

Pan Zhong felt that his throat was a little dry and astringent...

My eyelids jumped several times.

Ming Shiyin shook his head helplessly and said: "Laoba... don't blame senior brother, but don't worry, I will try my best to keep my hand."

Zhu Honggong immediately looked at the junior sister with a crying look on his face.

In the Ming Dynasty, because of pulling together all the Hong people...

A hammer blow!

The screams like slaughtering pigs resounded throughout the Demonic Sky Pavilion.

Pan Zhong turned his head as he looked, and his heart trembled.

Is this called keeping your hands as much as possible?

It should be an all-out effort, right?

[Ding, punish the eight disciples Zhu Honggong and get 100 points of merit.]

The rod is over.

Mingshi was quite satisfied, so he waved his hand and took Lao Ba towards Siguo Cave.

"Brother Pan?" Zhou Jifeng came from a distance with a sword on his back.

"Brother Pan, what's wrong with you? Your face is so ugly. Could it be that you are sick?"
To be continued...