As the hero who saved Huamen from dire straits, Ximenlang returned with a grand welcome, and various praises came one after another.
Example: "The best young hero of all time!"
"Excellent strategy and unparalleled martial arts!"
“Absolutely awesome!”
On the day they returned to the helm, Elder Feng, Mu Yaoshan, and Ximen Lang talked in detail until late at night, involving the current situation facing Huamen, future development, etc. As a respected and powerful figure in Huamen, Feng Feng
The elders and the first hall leader Mu Yaoshan both have high expectations for this seventeen-year-old boy.
The next morning, sitting in the Juyi Hall were many senior leaders of Huamen summoned by Elder Feng, including Mu Yaoshan, the master of Lotus Hall, Luo Aohan, the master of Hongshun Hall, Nie Gandang, the master of Shentai Hall, Shi Biao, the master of Bama Hall, Qingmu Hall
The master is Xiao Dingfeng, the master of Xuanshui Hall is the Eastern Han Dynasty, and the eight masters of Huamen.
Ximen Lang and Qiu Wanshan stood behind Elder Feng. Elder Feng swept his eyes over everyone's faces and said: "Today we gathered everyone here to announce two pieces of good news. First, Donghua Gate suddenly launched an attack on China Gate a few months ago.
Attacked and after some time captured
Hunan originally belonged to most areas of Huamen. Among them, the Evil God Team of Donghuamen was extremely arrogant. During the confrontation, they assassinated nearly 500 people from Huamen and committed unforgivable crimes. Fortunately, there was a young hero from Huamen.
Appeared and killed the entire evil team."
Luo Aohan, the leader of Hongshun Hall, said with a smile: "We have all heard the good news. Brother Ximen, who just joined our sect, showed his might and destroyed the entire evil team." He gave a thumbs up and praised: "Brother Ximen, well done.
Yes, you are so awesome, you have blocked some people's bad mouths very well." Inadvertently, he glanced at Nie Gandang and Ying Donghan, who were sitting across from each other, and sneered in return. You two guys were dumbfounded.
Bar?
There was anger on the faces of the two people, and Nie Gandang snorted and said: "I don't know whether this news is true or false? The Evil God Team is full of top-notch professional killers, but he single-handedly killed the entire team."
Team Evil, is it possible?"
Among the Eight Wonders of Huamen, a thin short man less than 1.6 meters tall, wearing a dirty cotton robe, stood up and said: "I also think it's too bizarre. I don't know who is the legendary young hero Ximen Lang. Let me
See it."
Ximen Lang took two steps forward and said, "This is Ximen Lang, who are you?"
The dwarf had a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, and his small mouse-like eyes were darting back and forth, gleaming with light. He walked over like a monkey, tilted his head and circled around Ximen Lang, his small eyes showing curiosity, very casually.
He patted the opponent's arm and said: "Whose kid is this? He also ran into the Juyi Hall to play. He said that he killed all the members of the Donghua Mensha God Team. Even if he beat him to death, I wouldn't believe it." Disdainfully.
Shaking his head, he returned to his original seat and sat down again.
Ximen Lang smiled faintly and did not respond.
The Flying Bat sitting next to the dwarf still had his arms in plaster and said: "Do you, a thief, know how to read faces? You can tell someone's strength just by looking at them. It's absolutely nonsense."
The short man showed a proud look in his small eyes and said, "Although I can't read faces, my hands can detect others' falsehoods." Then, he took out a wallet from his sleeve and put it on the coffee table, smiling and saying:
"I'm really lucky. I just picked up a wallet. It's a famous brand, Montblanc. Let me see how much money is in it."
Everyone looked over with curious eyes, and saw him opening the bulging wallet, taking out a thick wad of banknotes, and twisting his fingers. The smile on the short man's face became even stronger, and he chuckled maliciously: "This
I'm so lucky and I've gained a lot, RMB 5,360 and US$ 3,200, which is enough for me to live happily for a while."
When Ximenlang saw the style of the wallet and a stack of RMB and US dollars, he was surprised and said, "That's my wallet, how did it get into your hands?"
The short man rolled his eyes and said impatiently: "What's your wallet? I just picked it up. Children should be honest. Don't be blind to money and claim other people's wallets as your own."
Everyone roared with laughter. Madam Liao glanced at Ximen Lang with her charming eyes and said with a sweet smile: "Brother Ximen, you are the one teasing others every time. You must have been teased this time. The guy who stole your wallet is also Hua Hua."
One of the eight secrets of the sect, named Jiang Li, is known as the Thousand-Handed Thief."
Ximen Lang said with emotion: "The Thousand-Handed Thief is indeed unparalleled in the world, I admire him!"
Jiang Li didn't appreciate it, her little eyes were full of contempt, and she said: "Don't put a high hat on me, I am the ancestor of thieves, everyone in the world knows, how can you flatter me? You kid can't even touch someone on you."
You don't even know how to use your hands and feet, and you still dare to brag about killing all the members of the Donghua Mensha God Team. You are bragging to the sky, you are shameless."
Ying Donghan was extremely happy after hearing this, and couldn't wait to applaud: "Yes, what Jiang Protector said makes sense. That kid couldn't even keep his own wallet, and he dared to say that he killed seventy-two evil spirits. It's purely
It is extremely shameless to make something out of nothing and sensationalize it.”
Luo Aohan said angrily: "You fart, brother Ximen is an honest man, how could he lie? You surnamed Ying, don't slander others. Also, Protector Jiang, we all know that you are the best in stealing skills, and you almost never make a mistake."
, even a master can easily fall for you. Besides, seeing that you are from the same sect, Brother Ximen will naturally not be wary of you. If you steal his wallet, it doesn’t mean anything. It doesn’t prove that he is incapable of getting rid of those evil spirits.
Team members.”
Seeing that the Eastern Han Dynasty came forward to slander Ximen Lang, Nie Gandang immediately helped him and said: "You surnamed Luo are the ones who fart. I don't know what benefits Ximen Lang has given you. Is it because I gave you my sister as a mistress? You always help me."
When he spoke, it was obvious that he was not strong enough, so you insist on confusing right and wrong..."
Xiao Dingfeng frowned and interrupted him, saying: "Hall Master Nie, please don't hurt others with your words. Also, your words are too arbitrary. How do you know that Brother Ximen is not strong enough? If you are not convinced, you two should compete."
Mu Yaoshan nodded and said: "That's right. Brother Ximen killed all the members of the Donghua Men's Evil God Team. This was witnessed by many brothers of our Huamen. Moreover, there are photos to prove it. Why do you say that he doesn't have this ability? If you
If you dare to challenge him, you will be beaten to pieces."
Shi Biao, the master of the Eight Horse Hall, said, "Hall Master Nie, what are you afraid of? Challenge him to a duel. Whether it's a mule or a horse, maybe you can beat Brother Ximen with the smoke coming from your ancestral grave."
The murderer Maitreya Fang Baala agreed: "Yes, you two will know if he has that strength if you two challenge him."
Both the bloodthirsty professor Pan Juji and the zombie Taoist priest Lie Yangzi had no favorable impressions of Nie Gandang. They wished he would make a fool of himself, so they shouted: "Dual on, single on..."