(Sorry, I stopped updating for two days. Because this month is relatively busy, the updates are unstable this month, but the number of words is guaranteed to be quite a lot. In addition, this book is estimated to be about 2.2 million words. I cannot guarantee that it will be updated in one day, but I can I promise to finish it before the end of next year. After all, there will always be something busy for a day or two, so I hope you can understand it)
The next day, when the morning sun tears apart the dark night, a new day will come again. Everything is as usual, everything in the world is moving, but Xuantian Peak has a different day today.
Zhao Jiuge's residence is still the wooden house that seems to be simple and ordinary.
In the courtyard, wearing a fluttering blue sword robe, Leng Rufeng, who looked ordinary but very friendly, arrived as scheduled. He always had a warm smile on his face. Behind him were seven or eight teenagers of different sizes. Looking at the faint aura, there were actually several people with cultivation levels in the spirit transformation realm. There was only a young man with a restrained aura opposite him, it was Zhao Jiuge.
"Brother Zhao, I heard that you made a lot of noise yesterday. There was a lot of excitement over there last night." Leng Rufeng stared at Zhao Jiuge seriously, chuckled, put his hands behind his back and said gently to Zhao Jiuge.
Yesterday's incident caused quite a stir. Now the two sides are incompatible with each other, and they had a big fight yesterday. Leng Rufeng's side suffered a loss, so naturally he will not swallow this breath, and the disciple of the writing family is naturally also afraid. Being retaliated by these humble disciples, naturally some people were watching the movements of Leng Rufeng and others.
Leng Rufeng, who left the house yesterday, went to do the aftermath work with the remaining few people. Soon he heard the noise and learned about Zhao Jiuge's actions. Leng Rufeng couldn't help but look at him with admiration. He never expected that he would be there as soon as he left. He made this move that was very satisfying, and at the same time he felt a little admiration in his heart. Not everyone can have this courage. Who can not feel wary in the face of this dude with a good family background
Zhao Jiuge just smiled casually, waved his hands without trace, a little embarrassed, and shook his head modestly, "No, I just can't swallow this breath, and Luo Xie and I are brothers and sisters, and we live under the same roof. See When he is like that, I feel bad. Are children from aristocratic families great? As long as we work hard, even if we start later than others and have worse background than others, we can still get ahead. I am afraid that some people feel mediocre and compare themselves to others. Who is more stupid than the other."
As his tone of voice revealed, Zhao Jiuge, who was originally like a big boy leading the family, gradually exuded a different aura. His every move and gesture exuded a confident posture, his eyes were bright and his words were sonorous and powerful.
Not only Leng Rufeng, but also the seven or eight young men following Leng Rufeng looked at Zhao Jiuge with admiration. One of them had dark skin, a taller figure than the average young man, a simple and honest appearance, and a complexion. He flushed with excitement, pursed his lips tightly, and stared at Zhao Jiuge without blinking.
This tall, dark-skinned young man immediately caught Zhao Jiuge's attention, and he couldn't help but look at the opposite side. His face looked familiar, and he knew he should be a fellow disciple of this group, but he couldn't remember his name.
Seeing Zhao Jiuge looking at the direction behind him, Leng Rufeng smiled knowingly and explained, "Brother Jiuge, I almost forgot, let me introduce you to you. These are all good brothers of ours. There is no scheming." , they are all like-minded friends, they were all born around the same time, because they were bullied by the disciples from those aristocratic families after they came here, so they naturally formed a group, so that was the reason for the group fight yesterday."
Seeing the honest and reserved look of the dark-skinned and burly figure, Leng Rufeng couldn't help but feel a little funny. She took a step back, pulled his sleeves, and said with a chuckle, "His name is Zhou Dahu, and he admires you very much."
Seeing Leng Rufeng pulling him and introducing himself to his idol Zhao Jiuge, Zhou Dahu first panicked and felt a little reserved. Then he saw that Zhao Jiuge's gentle face was not as proud and arrogant as those children of the aristocratic family because of his outstanding strength. I felt a little more relaxed, but just after I relaxed, I felt a little overwhelmed.
He held the hem of his sword robe tightly in his hands and just smiled innocently. He didn't know what to do for a long time. Maybe he felt that he was too embarrassed like this. Zhou Dahu swallowed a mouthful of saliva nervously, his lips trembling a little. , "Senior Brother Zhao, ever since I saw your handsome appearance that time, I...I...I have been amazed. I have admired you for a long time, and today I finally saw Senior Brother Zhao alive."
Zhou Dahu's fingers holding his robe were sweating. He only had a naive smile on his face, and his expression became a little stiff when he kept smiling. When he heard the teasing voices of his companions around him and Zhao Jiuge's stunned expression, Zhou Dahu suddenly Only then did I feel that something was wrong, that I had said the wrong thing.
His face immediately turned red, and he became even more nervous. He raised his hands and shook his head violently. At the same time, his honest face shook his head, and he quickly explained, "No, no, I made a mistake. I saw Senior Brother Zhao at such a close distance." Senior Brother Zhao."
Seeing the honest Zhou Dahu's appearance, although Zhao Jiuge met him for the first time, he couldn't help but feel good about him. He didn't want Zhou Dahu to be embarrassed anymore, so he said, "It's okay, we didn't get to know each other today. We can see each other more often in the future." Have I reached the point where I can survive?”
After saying this, Zhao Jiuge joked with a smile in his eyes and a rather considerate humor. The atmosphere in the yard was pleasant for a while. Leng Rufeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Yesterday, he was still struggling with how to deal with this matter. He had a headache. After all, it didn’t matter. No matter how powerful he is, he can't stand alone after all. Yesterday when he sent Luo Xie back, he wanted to contact Zhao Jiuge, but things went more smoothly than expected. Not only did Zhao Jiuge take action immediately, but he was also so easy to get along with. When Zhao Jiuge took action From that moment on, no matter how he felt in his heart, whether for Luo Xie or to integrate into this circle, he had to be tied to his circle to deal with the children of the aristocratic families.
But Zhao Jiuge is not stupid at heart, but he does not resist the kindness of others. After initial contact, he also likes the simple nature of these young people. It is easy for people to like him. Compared with Wang Baiwan and Mu Zijun, who are quite dignified. As a child of an aristocratic family, Zhao Jiuge prefers to get along with this group of young people who have no complex scheming, so that he can not only be more carefree, but also make his heart more relaxed.
Even the seven or eight teenagers behind Leng Rufeng came forward to greet Zhao Jiuge one by one. Zhao Jiuge responded with the same smile without any airs. Seeing Leng Rufeng's hesitant look, Zhao Jiuge knew it well and couldn't hide his words in his heart, so he immediately confided his feelings, "Okay, I know why you came. Don't worry, I was also born in poverty, and Luo Xie is my brother. I didn’t have many friends since I was a child, so I had to have a little wooden horse to accompany me. Since you think highly of me, no matter what they think about it, count me among them."
Hearing Zhao Jiuge's straightforward words, the expressions of seven or eight people, including Leng Rufeng and Zhou Dahu, were all moved. Although the words were straightforward and nothing fancy, the true feelings were revealed, which was very reassuring.
"Great, now that we have Senior Brother Zhao, we will never be bullied again. Let's beat those stupid grandsons to death!" The burly Zhou Dahu gritted his teeth and cursed with a clenched fist in his right hand.
The last breath in Leng Rufeng's heart completely dissipated after hearing Zhao Jiuge's promise, and the seven or eight teenagers headed by Zhou Dahu cheered even more, because with the addition of Zhao Jiuge, there was not only one more person. It's simple. Four or five people from both sides fought each other yesterday, but our side was at a disadvantage.
They all have a young mind, and they live just to breathe out.
Anyone who is beaten feels uncomfortable. With the addition of Zhao Jiuge, whether it is birth or morale, everyone can be in a good mood. Even if they were beaten yesterday, they are gearing up again at this time and are a little ready to make a move. They can’t wait to continue fighting with that gang today. The children of the aristocratic families had a great battle.
"Hahahaha... I think some of you may not be too happy too early." Suddenly, a word that did not fit the atmosphere resounded in the courtyard.
Zhao Jiuge and Leng Rufeng raised their eyebrows at the same time. They squinted their eyes and looked towards the door. They saw Mu Zijun, who was flamboyant and swinging his jade fan, stood at the threshold and looked at Zhao Jiuge and his group with a half-smile. People, neither of them felt anyone approaching, which made the two of them secretly wary. This Mu Zijun was really unfathomable.
Seeing Mu Zijun's arrival, the seven or eight figures who followed Leng Rufeng suddenly frowned, moved lightly, and formed a dark oval shape surrounding Mu Zijun. From the looks of it, they might attack if they disagree with each other. .
After all, it was Mu Zijun who was the most vicious, quickest and heaviest yesterday. Mu Zijun brushed off the small movements of the group of people and sneered at the corners of his mouth unnoticeably, but did not move at all. He just looked at Zhao Jiuge and Leng Ru. The faces of Feng and the two looked back and forth with amusement in their eyes, but when they looked at Zhao Jiuge, there was a hint of complexity.
However, Mu Zijun, who has been nurtured by his family since childhood, has a cold heart. He will not disrupt the situation established today just for the sake of an old relationship. So far, he is only cold-blooded.
"Zhao Jiuge, are you okay?" Without any rough words, Mu Zijun just raised his brows lightly with a smile on his face, but these light words were more irritating than any provocation.
Zhou Dahu's originally sullen face turned red when he saw Mu Zijun doubting his idol. He was originally an honest man and his words were a bit clumsy. But at this time, for some reason, his words became much smoother. Without stammering, he cursed loudly, "Okay, try it on your mother and then you will know if it works."
Zhou Dahu was already tall and burly, and with this vicious look, it was so hard to imagine that he was connected with that honest young man. With this curse, a lot of saliva splattered out.
"A country bumpkin is a country bumpkin, and his words are rude. Believe it or not, I can handle you bunch of country bumpkins by myself. If you want to make them round, make them round. If you want to make them flat, just squeeze them." Faced with Zhou Dahu's scolding, Mu Zi Junji Youchengfu didn't get angry, but the sneer and disdain on his face became more intense, and he still said tepidly.
Faced with Mu Zijun's curse words without a single curse word, Zhao Jiuge laughed angrily without any movement or reaction. Time seemed to have stopped for a few seconds. Everyone in the courtyard was waiting for Zhao Jiuge. Everyone's reaction was to see how Zhao Jiuge would handle this matter.
Seeing that Zhao Jiuge didn't respond for a long time, everyone felt a little disappointed, thinking that even Zhao Jiuge was afraid of Mu Zijun. However, just when everyone, including Zhou Dahu, was about to sigh, the next moment, Zhao Jiuge said something with a smile. The words immediately made everyone's blood boil, and their eyes were burning!
"Please give your pussy back to the cow." After saying this, Zhao Jiuge did not forget to use his right hand to pluck a few strands of hair from his forehead, and looked at Mu Zijun with a smile like a needle pointed at wheat.