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Chapter 87 The Phoenix Flying On The Branch

To say they are acquaintances is better to say they are brothers, at least former brothers.

Although Shen Lang never cares about his talent or background when making friends, he values ​​the quality of people. In the Lingyun Sect of Nuo University, there are undoubtedly very few people who can be called brothers to Shen Lang, but Zhao Dejing is one of them.

Like him, Zhao Dejing was also an orphan. He was also brought to Lingyun Sect by Taoist Cang Jie. It can be said that the first person Shen Lang met in Lingyun Sect was Zhao Dejing.

Shen Lang has always believed that Zhao Dejing is a very loyal person. Even if his strength and talent are average, he is still respected by Shen Lang.

And the facts proved that he really did not misjudge the person, Zhao Dejing was indeed very loyal.

In the wind and rain of the Immortal and Demonic Forest that night, his good brother forced him into a corner just because he said "the teacher's kindness is like a mountain, and the teacher's fate is like a mountain". Even if Shen Lang cut off his arm and fled into the forbidden land of poisonous evil, he would not be able to escape.

Can escape Zhao Dejing's Five Thunder Palm.

"Yes, the grace of teaching is as great as a mountain, and the life of a teacher is more important than a mountain. If you are ordered by the master to kill me, I will not blame you..." Shen Lang's calm eyes were calm, but there was a hint of sadness in his heart.

Leng Yi said, "But, I will kill you."

I don’t blame him because I understand Zhao Dejing’s character.

But they still want to kill, but only because the former brothers have become enemies who stand on different sides and must distinguish life and death.

However, it was obviously inappropriate to kill people in front of countless people in this hall. Therefore, even if Zhao Dejing passed by Shen Lang and walked up to Qi Hao and lowered his head and called "Senior Brother", Shen Lang's expression did not change.

There was no change at all, and Chen Pipi and Chen Pipi were still chatting about gossip about Li Xuejun.

"What did you just say? Pitiful?" Even though it was transmitted quietly, Shen Lang's tone could not help but suddenly rise a few points. It seemed that no matter how he thought about it, he could not separate the domineering and high-profile disciples of Chixiao Peak from the two pitiful ones.

Connect the words.

"Poor life experience." Chen Pipi nodded.

At this moment, the bustling hall suddenly became quiet for a moment, but a woman walked out of the cabinet in the main hall.

"Now, she is Li Xuejun." Chen Pipi gestured to Shen Lang with his eyes.

I saw that the woman was wearing an apricot yellow dress embroidered with colorful phoenixes, which was eye-catching and brilliant. She wore a golden eight-treasure bun with beads on her head, a five-phoenix hairpin with beads, and a pea-green palace ribbon tied around the skirt. She looked from a distance.

Go, like an emperor among girls.

"Shen Lang looked at the dazzling woman not far away, who was dressed in an extremely high-profile manner, and his eyes widened suddenly, "Poor life experience? Are you sure? With such an expression and demeanor, why do I feel like she is from a certain country?

A queen, or a royal concubine, or something like that?"

Li Xuejun was so radiant today that Chen Pipi couldn't help but take a second look. Then she said: "Well! It really doesn't look like... But I heard that before she joined the clan, she worked as a maid in a wealthy family, and she also

You are always bullied. Maybe you were bullied too hard before, but now you are stronger, so you are always deliberately pursuing glory, right?"

"What are you two secretly whispering about here?" While they were talking quietly, Lu Lingshuang suddenly came over, grabbed Chen Pipi's ear and said, "Do you think she is prettier than me?"

"How can you?" Chen Pipi immediately withdrew his gaze and said with a serious face: "Just because there is a phoenix embroidered on the clothes does not mean that it is a real phoenix. For things like nobility, the main thing is to look at the inside, like sister Lingshuang, you

, even without makeup, jewelry, or clothes..."

"What?" When Lu Lingshuang heard the words "no clothes on," she became even fiercer, and her little hand that grabbed Chen Pipi's ear became even more ruthless."

"Daughter-in-law! It hurts! Slip of the tongue, it was a slip of the tongue, I said not to wear those bright clothes." Chen Pipi complained endlessly and begged for mercy. "Besides, my brother is here, please save me face."

"Ah, brother and sister, you can do whatever you want." Shen Lang ignored this guy at all and hid far away, found a quiet corner, and sat down.

The young couple hadn't seen each other for a year anyway, so they had to make some private space for them. Shen Lang still had this awareness.

With the arrival of Li Xuejun, the so-called banquet has officially begun. The monks who know each other or do not know each other at all exchange cups and cups, and they are friendly to each other. Shen Lang wears a mask, has a low cultivation, and sits in an inconspicuous corner.

Naturally, no one came to talk to him here, so he seemed somewhat lonely.

But Shen Lang didn't take it seriously. Instead, he was happy to be left alone. He picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

"Hey, look at that guy in the mask, he's such a foodie...I'm afraid he doesn't know that the eggplant dish in front of him was made with eight fine snowfowl, which took three days and three nights to complete.

.The taste of the snowfowl has been completely integrated into the eggplant...It is really a waste to eat like this!"

"I guess my family background was too poor before I joined the sect, and I didn't see much of the world."

There was a faint sarcastic voice, but Shen Lang looked at the braised eggplant in front of him in shock for a long time. He thought to himself, if he wanted to taste the taste of chicken, wouldn't it be nice to just eat a chicken thigh? Why not?

Is it so troublesome to spend three days and three days trying to transfer the flavor from the chicken to the eggplant?

"Alas! Maybe this is what the so-called big shot enjoys?" Shen Lang didn't drink, but he picked up another piece of eggplant with a mocking smile on his face.

But when he remembered that Chen Pipi once said that Li Xuejun used to be a maid, he suddenly felt a little more sympathetic and understanding.

Once upon a time, there was a little maid who couldn't eat well or wear good clothes. She became one of the candidates for the true disciple of Qingyun Sect. Since then, the pheasant flew on the branches and turned into a phoenix, so she has to pursue luxury in food and clothing.

Once upon a time, there was a young man who had been wandering in the world for more than ten years. One day, he gathered his Dantian and was taken to the Lingyun Sect. He became an alchemist and a favorite. Later, he also became one of the candidates for the true disciple. He was so complacent.

He looks like a human being, but he is also giving away pills, and he is also showing off his extravagance by selling favors...

These behaviors are understandable. At the same time, they are worthy of ridicule and sympathy.

It's just that the smug young man back then experienced a great ups and downs, so at this moment he just shook his head slowly and no longer cared about the so-called luxury, wealth, or even fame.

While shaking his head and chuckling, he, who was well known in a quiet corner, finally received a rare toaster from a stranger, a Qingyun disciple with a beard who looked very enthusiastic and straightforward.

But Shen Lang turned the wine glass upside down on the table to express his refusal, and then slowly picked up a piece of eggplant.

He didn't want to drink today, he couldn't drink, because he needed to be absolutely sober, because he was going to kill someone after the banquet.

In another corner not far away, there was Zhao Dejing, who was also in the Qi Refining Realm and no one cared about him. He also didn't drink... As Shen Lang said, Zhao Dejing was a very loyal and stable person.

"Well, if he is not drunk, how can I kill him without making any noise or attracting anyone's attention?" Shen Lang sighed secretly from the side.


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