Seeing this, Jiumozhi looked at Duan Yu and smiled politely: "Master Duan, we meet again."
"Hmph, I don't want to see you again." Duan Yu said angrily.
"It seems that Mr. Duan has some misunderstandings about the young monk." Jiumozhi was not angry and said politely.
"You are a monk who plots against my Duan family's Six Meridians Divine Sword. You are an eminent monk in vain." Duan Yu couldn't help but said angrily.
Jiumozhi smiled calmly and shook his head and said: "Master Duan, this is obviously a fair exchange, and it is also to fulfill my friend's wish.
Mr. Murong can testify."
Murong Fu glanced at Duan Yu and everyone present, and said righteously: "Master, my father has passed away many years ago, so there is no need to mention what he said verbally in the past."
"Hey, in this case, I can only feel sorry for my deceased friend." Jiumozhi sighed, but took a step back to express that he had revealed the matter.
"Humph, a bad monk who is hypocritical and hypocritical."
Suddenly, the cute little girl behind Duan Yu couldn't help but stare.
Jiumozhi looked at it and smiled without saying a word, showing the demeanor of an eminent monk.
Everyone looked at him and chose to remain silent until they understood the situation clearly.
In the cave, Li Daoqiang looked at Jiumozhi with great interest.
Thoughts flashed in his eyes.
Duan Yanqing on the side glanced at Li Daoqiang inadvertently from the corner of his eye and his pupils shrank.
That look was somewhat familiar.
It seemed like he was looking at a piece of meat.
"Master, please wait a moment. Which young master is willing to go first?"
Xue Muhua spoke at this time, feeling confident and without any fear.
A peerless strong man was supporting him from behind, and he felt a sense of security and confidence that he had never felt before.
Murong Fu and others looked at each other again.
Jiumozhi looked at everyone calmly, a faint glimmer of light flashed deep in his eyes, and he remained silent.
"Don't be in a hurry, brothers, you can invite me first." Yi Jifeng clasped his fists and said gracefully.
"I'm not in a hurry, and I'm not very proficient in playing chess." Ou Jinghao said frankly.
Seeing Yi Jifeng and the others like this, even if he wanted to get off first, Murong Fu felt embarrassed and said politely: "How about the first comer gets off first?"
Yi Jifeng and Ou Jinghao looked at each other. Yi Jifeng looked at Kou Zhong and said with a smile: "These two brothers came first, would you like to leave first?"
Everyone looked at it.
Kou Zhong and Kou Zhong had some affection for the approachable Yi Jifeng, and they were not polite. Kou Zhong stepped forward and said carelessly: "In that case, thank you all for your concession. I, Kou Zhong, will leave first."
Everyone nodded and said nothing more.
As soon as Kou Zhong sat down, everyone's eyes moved and looked in one direction.
I saw a few figures approaching quickly.
But it was an old monk and several young monks who were on their way in a hurry.
As soon as he got closer, everyone's eyes changed slightly.
Because the old monk's face turned black, as if he had been poisoned.
"Master Xuannan!"
Many people present recognized the person and shouted in shock.
As soon as the old monk stopped, he couldn't hold on any longer and sat down directly. There was a faint golden light on his body, obviously he was using his energy to resist the poison.
A monk he brought with him immediately said worriedly: "Dear donors, Divine Doctor Xue, my uncle Xuan Tong was killed by someone and was poisoned by a strange poison.
So Uncle Xuannan took us to see Doctor Xue for medical treatment. Later we found out that Doctor Xue had come to Leigu Mountain, so we came to look for you.
Unexpectedly, we met Ding Chunqiu, the old monster from Xingxiu. Uncle Xuannan was injured by his poison and took us all the way here.
Doctor Xue, please help me."
When Su Xinghe and Xue Muhua heard the monk's words, their expressions changed.
"Where is Ding Chunqiu?" Su Xinghe said directly in a deep voice.
Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect Mr. Congbian to speak directly.
Still for Ding Chunqiu.
The monk said anxiously: "He is coming here just dozens of miles away."
Su Xinghe's face was a little agitated and couldn't calm down.
Look closely at the direction you are coming from.
Xue Muhua's face was also quite excited, Ding Chunqiu was really here.
However, in his excitement, he still stepped forward to give XuanNan a look.
Everyone's eyes met and some frowned.
It seems that Mr. Congbian no longer has the heart to play chess.
But the current situation is quite complicated, and everyone doesn't know what to say, so they all choose to remain silent and wait and see what happens.
After waiting for ten breaths, Jiumozhi's ears twitched.
Soon, all the master-level experts were looking at the way they came.
"Old Immortal Xingxiu, his magic power is boundless.
His supernatural powers are vast and his Dharma can control the Central Plains."
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Faintly, bursts of loud shouting came, and in a blink of an eye, the loud shouting became extremely clear.
A group of people also appeared in front of everyone.
There were dozens of people in the group, some carrying a sedan chair and some holding several flags.
Everyone shouted loudly as they walked, their voices full of compliments.
I've heard it well, but everyone who heard it for the first time was surprised.
A bit stunned.
"What a grand display! Mr. Ling, this man is so shameless." Kou Zhong couldn't help but send a message to Xu Ziling.
Xu Ziling was silent for a moment and replied: "It's quite shameless."
"What a big air! Sister Mu, who is this? Is Old Immortal Xingxu so powerful?" Behind Duan Yu, the cute and smart little girl couldn't help but ask.
Another stunning beauty with a cold temperament and someone who was aloof from thousands of miles away shook her head, a look of disgust and disdain flashed in her eyes.
Then he seemed to think of something and felt a little disappointed.
In the cave.
Li Daoqiang smiled, as if he was quite amused.
Duan Yanqing, the Blood Knife Ancestor and others also showed expressions that were half-smiling but not smiling, and looked at the passerby with a kind of sarcasm in their eyes.
This Ding Chunqiu is completely finished.
Wang Yuyan's face became angry, she stared there, stretched out her hand to pull Li Daoqiang's sleeve: "Husband~!"
"Be good, don't be anxious." Li Daoqiang comforted him.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at his mother-in-law.
Li Qingluo's expression has turned cold and fierce.
"Old Immortal Xingxiu, his magic power is boundless.
His supernatural powers are vast and his Dharma can control the Central Plains."
Accompanied by loud shouts, the group arrived in the valley.
"Ding Chunqiu, you traitor, how dare you come here?"
Su Xinghe immediately couldn't bear it any longer. Thirty years of patience suddenly turned into hatred and murderous intent.
"How dare you disrespect the old immortal? Are you seeking death?"
The figure headed by the group of people suddenly shouted loudly, with a fierce momentum and full of confidence.
Su Xinghe glared at him coldly and ignored him.
At this time, an old man with silver hair on the sedan chair, holding a feather fan in his hand, with a slight disdainful sneer on his face, looked down at Su Xinghe and waved his feather fan.
The man in front of the team immediately understood and respectfully stepped down.
"Senior brother, you dare to speak, who gave you the courage?" Ding Chunqiu's voice sounded with disdain and arrogance.
In his words, he didn't take Su Xinghe seriously at all.