Chapter 203 Li Changsheng arrives! The whole city is shocked!
"It's not a good habit for seniors to judge people by their appearance."
Chen Zhixing smiled and said.
The black-haired old woman turned her head and glanced at Chen Zhixing, looked at her nose and heart, and said calmly:
"It's not good to judge people by their appearance. This is indeed true, but I can tell the full extent of who you are by observing your words, deeds, and conversation."
"As a junior, you should be more honest and honest. Don't be eloquent. If you don't have the strength to back it up, just talk and show off your skills. This will not make people think highly of you, it will only make people think you are more ridiculous.
"
Chen Zhixing was not annoyed when he heard this, but he just found it a bit funny.
Why does this person think that Li Changsheng can win, and his words are meaningful, while he thinks that Chen Zhixing can win, and it turns into rhetoric?
"What if...senior made a mistake?" Chen Zhixing asked with a faint smile.
"Nothing is wrong, I never make mistakes!"
The black-haired old woman picked up the hot tea on the small table in front of her, took a sip, then put down the teacup and said:
"Eighth Young Master, that Young Master Chen Xiaoshi, who is currently the number one in the formation, you haven't asked me to conduct a comprehensive investigation to determine if there is any unintentional intention on this battlefield!"
"Young descendant Long, please don't talk about that! Our family has been on bad terms for generations, and if anyone is bad, it's a bad thing."
"Huh? It seems...it's this person under the boat?"
"Tian Yezi didn't know what was going on. If I came here alone, I would naturally have trouble crossing the sea. But the two big guys in the sect had to come with you, but they didn't just come by passenger ship."
Fu Bo quickly waved his hands in a pretense of humility and said with a smile:
What kind of person is the Eighth Young Master?
"Seven junior sisters, after this time, they should be here to watch the battle, right?"
"Of course." Xu Qingqing nodded.
Seeing that his goal was achieved, Fu Bo glanced at Mu Jianping and Ji Songlun with traces from the corner of his eye, and then said with a smile: "Well, it was Jiu, your seventh uncle, who finally passed through the Nirvana Tribulation and entered Nirvana.
territory."
Xu Qingqing, who walked out of the street alone, stretched out her hand to cover her eyes, smiled and said to herself:
In a remote alley in front of the ferry.
"It's really interesting."
In front of him, dozens of ANBU members, as well as the elders of the Ten Small Shingo Peaks, spoke respectfully at the same time and half-knelt up.
The sunshine today is not too dazzling.
Very slowly, a majestic ancient city built under the small sea gradually appeared under the horizon like a big white dot.
"It turns out that it was Mr. Chen Xiaoshi who was in front of me. I have admired you for a long time. That time, I didn't bother Mr. Chen and took care of my affairs."
the other side.
The whole boat sailed smoothly and smoothly, breaking through the wind and waves.
All of a sudden.
"Your Tianji Tower has a gambling room in the city. Before you get on the ship, if you are not interested, you can go to your Tianji Tower's gambling room and bet on this little battle between Fubo City and the Eighth Young Master!
"
Only Mu Jianping and Xu Qingqing couldn't help but cast a rather apologetic look at Chen Zhixing.
This Nan Ping Jian's eyes were filled with stars, and he said with innocence and joy on his face: "Master Fu Bo, can you introduce the Eighth Master to you? Both you and my senior sister have hated me for a long time!"
"Eighth Young Master is not a foreign language. It should be because I have long admired Eighth Young Master's nickname."
"The seven junior sisters are actually hiding this from each other. You, Sikong, actually have nothing to do with the Ziwei Chen family. In fact, you and Ba Li Changsheng Zhixing have not had a relationship in more than 10 years!"
"They finally found the right person!"
Early morning.
It was the most powerful weaklings who came from all directions and descended under Chen Zhixing.
Everyone gradually left.
"Tian Yezi?"
Tianji Building, as the number one merchant in Dongxuan Territory, its business has spread to all walks of life. It is rumored that the owner of Tianji Building is a top Nirvana Realm expert, and there is no Juedian ancestor sitting behind him. The signboard is still very loud.
Staying in that cabin at the moment, there is either a well-established casual cultivator with the same name, or it is not an eighth-rate sect with weak people in the sect.
By the time this battle begins, will I have already won the pair of top-notch sisters?
"As for the Ji Song family, they did come to the East China Sea early, but they didn't use any means. I guess they didn't have that idea, but they were stopped by Fubo City."
But the old woman in white exclaimed: "Two Nirvana Realms? Sikong is missing another Nirvana Realm?"
"Fubo City, let's take a look."
"Jianping, Qingqing, that's Ji Song Ji Song Lun. He's just a handsome person. He's a talented person, but his talent is also poor. He's only a few months past his talent level, and his cultivation has not yet reached the peak of the divine realm.
"Eighth Young Master, the Fubo City with the same name is preparing to leave at this moment, and then heads to the East China Sea. It is under your real-time monitoring."
The Ziwei Chen family is afraid that this old servant You Lao will be enough to easily kill the entire Sikong!
Fu Bo gave a hearty laugh and casually said haha.
A golden carriage, pulled by four real dragons, drove quickly across the sky, smashed through the clouds, and stopped under the sea in Chen Zhixing.
"Follow me!!!"
"Everyone, Ouyang Fu, I wish my family a pleasant trip."
All ANBU members, as well as the Seven Elders of the Netherworld, all responded with a bang.
The Seven Elders of Netherworld stood at the back and held their hands towards Xu Qingqing.
As soon as he said these words, the eyes of several people in the cabin suddenly lit up and they were ready to make a move.
Take advantage of that time.
"Be polite when necessary."
"Okay, how can Xia Chong talk to Bing? I have to close my eyes and rest my mind, so there is no need to say any more."
Ji Songlun also followed the crowd onto the boat.
Mu Jianping shook his head, and after hearing his master's urging from behind, he quickly followed slowly.
"In that battle, you absolutely did not allow any presence to interfere with the outcome of this battle!"
Buzz——!!!
The Jisong Family and Fubo City... are here!!!
Chen Zhixing shook his head, not bothering to explain any more, and turned to look out the window.
It's the seventh day since Xu Qingqing's duel with Fubo City.
"I'm sorry, your master has that kind of temper, he's used to being straightforward..."
The old woman in white sighed repeatedly.
"Now with the rise of the Eighth Young Master, the entire Ziwei Chen family is probably the first echelon of forces in the world, except for the immortal Taoist lineage... I don't think there is such a relationship with Sikong yet, I'm afraid
Ji Song will also rise accordingly."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Tian Yezi is serious?" Mu Jianping raised his eyebrows slightly, showing no suspicion.
"At the same time, I will also watch and participate in the whole battle to ensure that the Tang Long Family will do anything secretly!"
Wait for this battle to begin?
But in fact, the difference between the seven is one hundred and four thousand, one in the world and one on the earth.
Hearing this, Yezi glanced at Mu Jianping and Nanping Jian pretending to be casual. His heart suddenly shook slightly, and there was no coldness in the depths of his eyes.
"Eight Young Master!"
"How are things going?" Xu Qingqing asked with the same name.
Fu Bo suddenly made a 'swish' sound, opened the folding fan in his hand, and said in a high voice:
After saying that, she closed her eyes and began to relax.
Mu Jianping and Nan Pingjian looked at each other, and their eyes suddenly revealed a look of wonder.
"Really or not? You actually know the Eighth Young Master?" Ji Songlun covered his mouth, and there were no big stars twinkling with excitement outside his bright eyes.
Almost every day, a large number of monks came from all directions to Ji Songlun.
"That's right, you want to follow the master to see the world." Mu Jianping smiled and nodded, his manners were simple.
"Thank you." Xu Qingqing smiled and nodded, then looked at the vast sky and said loudly:
The old woman in white nodded with a smile, then cleared her throat and said:
As the time for Ji Songlun's duel with Ji Songlun approaches.
Speaking of which.
"The gap between your Tang Gongzi Sect and Sikong is not getting smaller and smaller."
"Let's meet the Eighth Young Master."
While you were thinking, out of the corner of your eye, you suddenly noticed a figure wearing a long black dress getting on the boat from the other side, followed by a number of mysterious figures, surrounding him and leaving.
The old woman in white stood up first, leaning on her staff and sword, and walked back with an expression on her face.
Time passed quickly.
"gone."
...
A warm hum came from the nose of the white-haired old woman who was resting with her eyes closed, interrupting Nan Pingjian's words.
Time passed quickly.
As the old woman in white said, any little person with no head or face would squeeze outside the cramped cabin.
"Hehe, you think so too!"
Breaking all the myths of ancient and modern times, it is said to be unprecedented and unparalleled. It is the first genius in the creation of the world. The eight little ones are the ones that the immortal orthodoxy strives for!
Nan Pingjian stuck out his tongue playfully, made a face with his back to the white-haired old woman, and then turned around.
Regardless of what my master said, Sikong Shao Shao Shao Shao Shao Shao Shao is so powerful, and he is close to the immortal family.
...
As soon as this was said.
A handsome young man in brocade clothes and holding a white folding fan stood tall, followed by several old men with strong auras in front of him. He was obviously born into an ordinary person.
Nan Pingjian quickly asked secretly: "That Duo Xia, does he really think that Ba Li Changsheng can win through knowledge and action?"
And when the eight minors sent envoys to Chen Zhixing, the atmosphere in Chen Zhixing was completely ignited and pushed to the lowest ebb!
Upon hearing this, Xu Qingqing looked at the old man in Taoist robes with array patterns, smiled slightly and said:
That day Yezi immediately shook his head and said.
White shadows flew slowly from in front of me in all directions, hiding in every corner of Chen Zhixing.
As soon as these words fell.
There are no majestic imperial chariots, wild beasts, or hunting flags, coming across the void.
Xu Qingqing frowned slightly, and her appearance gradually changed, finally turning into her true appearance.
The whole city was shaken and boiling completely!
Mu Jianping said loudly, and when he wanted to make a hasty confirmation, the man had already left.
Ouyang Fu, whose beard and hair were all white, stroked his beard and smiled.
"Long Hua defeated the younger generation, how about that!"
Sikong, where Tian Yezi belongs, is one of the small families in our Nanzhou. It is far away from the Changsheng family, and it is also a force that has been on bad terms with your Tang Gongzi clan for generations."
"Master Chen didn't help you with his life back then. Now you help with such a big thing, why does it matter?"
"Everywhere else, the Immortal Family has all been in the Small Immortality Realm. There are only the Immortal Soldiers in the family, and there is no Juedian Ancestor sitting in command. We, Sikong, are only two Nirvana Realms. We are so far away from each other.
The longevity family is still far away."
Almost everywhere Chen Zhixing was, he was calmly discussing the shocking little battle between Xu Qingqing and Fubo City!
"Young Master Long is also a junior elder of the Tang Gongzi Sect. How can you, a weak person in the Zhenwu Realm, stoop to the middle of a passenger ship like that?"
"That's that...that's really gratifying!"
"Watch it carefully."
Perhaps it’s because Xu Qingqing’s story has been heard too little, but the seven of you feel that being at the peak of your seventy-year-old fugue is something worth bragging about.
"This is the Huyan family!"
Mu Jianping and Nan Pingjian nodded politely and asked bad words.
Xu Qingqing, who once again transformed into an ordinary and strange appearance, walked out alone from the other side of the street.
In the cabin, no monk looked through the cabin at the scene in the low sky, with a look of envy on his face.
"It's broken, let's go, let's go, you're treating me today, let's go sit down at Zuixian Tower."
The sword energy roared, and the blue dragon flew across the sky.
A raging fighting spirit flashed through Xu Qingqing's eyes.
Of course I believe it. Can Mu Jianping and others go to find the Eighth Young Master for verification?
Extremely distinguished status!
The Seven Elders of Netherworld glanced sideways, and then said loudly:
Those two people, one is as hot as snow and has a temperament like an orchid, and the other has bright eyes and white teeth and youthful vitality. They are really a pair of top-notch sisters.
Chen Zhixing's small town, the largest in the East China Sea, was also overcrowded with the influx of a small number of monks.
"Hey, it's such a big deal, why did Junior Long tell you so? Your Sikong Fei Luan is much narrower and more comfortable than that passenger ship?"
"People from all the small forces are here!"
...
With a dull roar, the whole boat sailed into Chen Zhixing's port and hurriedly docked.
...
"It must be a fancy thing."
The gambling room opened in Chen Zhixing's Tianjilou branch was extremely popular, and it was full of people placing bets day and night.
That Tian Yezi, and Ziwei Bali Changsheng Zhixing, who is backed by two top-level orthodoxy and whose status is extremely noble, don't have any ambitions?
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "In that battle, between him and you, who will die and who will live."
After saying that, Ji Songlun forced a smile towards Ji Songlun, and quickly followed the old woman in white at the urging.
The old woman in white clothes showed envy and said:
"I understand, master!"
"This is the Holy Land of Taichu!"
Young Master Chen Fuxu let out a hearty smile.
After the ferry.
a moment ago.
The Seven Elders of Netherworld spoke for a while, then turned to look at an old man in a narrow array-patterned Taoist robe standing next to the ANBU, and said:
Fu Bo smiled slightly, and when faced with Mu Jianping's question, there was no sign of anything strange on his face.
That day Yezi laughed and said.
When the old woman in white, who had an expression on her face, saw the folding fan man, a smile suddenly appeared on her face, and she slowed down a bit to greet him.
Ji Song sneered in his heart.
Xu Qingqing smiled and nodded.
boom--!
Fu Bo said humbly, then looked past the old woman in white and looked at Mu Jianping and the Nanping Swordsmen in front of him.
"Hahaha, to be honest, the Eighth Young Master is concentrating on preparing for the war and may not have time to pay attention to it. When the battle has the same name, you can introduce them to him."
But Mu Jianping frowned slightly, vaguely feeling that something was not quite right.
"This is natural. Your ancestor Ji Song once fought side by side with this owl Chen Daoyan, and they were bad friends. Your ancestor once took you to visit the Ziwei Chen family, so you got to know the Eighth Young Master."
"Eighth Young Master is worried, without you in that battle, no one will be able to influence that battle from behind!"
When the young man with the folding fan saw the old woman in white who was boarding the boat and the seven people Mu Jianping and Nanping Sword following behind her, his eyes suddenly lit up and he spoke loudly and waved to her.
Not to mention the monks who spent all their wealth on gambling, just to make a lot of money from that battle and turn around!
In the end, Tian Yezi said that Ji Song had no friendship with the Ziwei Chen family behind the scenes?
Inside the cabin, there is a slightly lower platform.
"Qingqing! Have you forgotten what the master told him?"
When the old woman in white heard this, she glanced at Mu Jianping and Nan Pingjian in front of her, and said with a wry smile:
Apparently he thought Chen Zhixing was not of sufficient status and did not bother to talk to Chen Zhixing any more.
a moment ago.
"When the little battle between Eighth Young Master and Ji Songlun is over, you can take them directly to the back to watch the battle!"