"Wh...what? My legend of Mo Zhufeng? It depends on him?"
The slumber in the heart of the newcomer in Qingshan is hard to describe in words. I only feel that 10,000 grass mud horses trample on his heart and are paralyzed. If Brother Qin is their Mo Zhufeng legend, then what kind of people are they, Mo Zhu Peak myth
In the twenty-eight years, he didn't even step into the realm of the third heaven. This talent is really not good. At most, it is the middle and upper bloodline of the ninth rank! ! !
"Who told you that Brother Qin is the legend of our Mo Zhufeng?" Senior Brother Lan rolled his eyes and said, somewhat speechless, "The legend of our Mo Zhufeng is Brother Yang Fan Yang!!!"
"Senior Brother Yang Fan Yang?" A trace of confusion flashed in the eyes of the boy in Tsing Yi. Yang Fan's famous Mo Zhufeng can be said to be known to everyone, but it is only for those old people, for the boy in Tsing Yi who has just been assigned to Mo Zhu. Feng's newcomer, who has never heard of Yang Fan's name, is that there are many people! ! !
"Unexpectedly, even Senior Brother Yang didn't know it. It was really in vain for my Mo Zhufeng disciple..." Senior Brother Lan swept the Tsing Yi boy with some dissatisfaction, "Senior Brother Yang is the strongest evildoer in Mo Zhufeng for hundreds of years. It is the pride of our Mo Zhufeng. Throughout my Kaiyang line, few people can compare with it. One year after I started, I killed the first person in Mo Zhufeng with a punch... In Tongren Alley, the three masters and one immortal are overwhelming. These are all peerless geniuses of the eighth-line bloodline... In the end, they broke the record of the Kaiyang line for hundreds of years in one fell swoop, reaching 800 meters in one fell swoop. Tongren Lane... ... ."
There is a fundamental difference between the outer disciple and the handyman disciple. The outer disciple rarely has any connection with the handyman disciple. Everything that happened on Lingyun Peak did not reach Mozhu Peak. Otherwise, the Qingyi boy must be scared to death. , But even so, he was still scared.
He couldn’t be more aware of the horror of the eighth-rank bloodline. One of his clan brothers, a peerless genius of the lower-ranking eighth-rank bloodline, could actually defeat the four great geniuses. This is definitely the genius among the geniuses, as well as the eight hundred geniuses. Mi Tongren Alley, he has been well-known for a long time, even those high-ranking warriors in their clan can not get through 800 meters Tongren Alley, a handyman who has just been in the business for less than a year can actually pass through Tongren Alley. , This is incredible! ! !
"And Brother Qin is Brother Yang’s best friend and brother, the huge Mo Zhufeng. Apart from Master Zhao, the biggest one is Senior Brother Qin. Even if a few major officials offend him, there is nothing good to eat. Don’t blame the brother. I didn’t remind you, don’t provoke Brother Qin, otherwise, Mo Zhufeng is afraid that there will be no place for you..." At the end, a touch of regret was crossed on Senior Brother Lan’s face, regretting himself. When Yang Fanlong was trapped in the shoal, he was as firm as Qin Hu on Yang Fan's side. Otherwise, Qin Hu would not be the only one walking sideways on Mozhu Peak....
After breakfast, Qin Hu stepped forward to receive a low-grade Tongmai Pill. The eyes of the disciples who watched around were shining. One low-grade Tongmai Pill every day. This treatment is envious of others. Many handyman disciples, let alone one every day. A Tongmai Pill, even in one month, may not be able to swallow the last Tongmai Pill, the lower grade Tongmai Pill, although it is the lowest level of the Pill, it also has a dozen patterns of silver, most of the handyman disciples, But they were all born from poor families, even those high-ranking outer disciples, not everyone can use Tongmai Pill to cultivate every day.
And Qin Hu doesn't have to work hard to work as a errand, think about himself, these days are simply two extremes! ! !
In the envy, jealousy and hatred of countless handyman disciples, Qin Hu walked briskly, humming a little tune, and wandered up the mountain graciously! ! !
Think about this wonderful life now, and then think about the hard and hard days, Qin Hu has a feeling that he has not yet woken up and is still dreaming. Up to now, he can't figure it out. Everyone can still be deceived. How did Junior Brother Yang at the rear of the crane become so arrogant and blast into the sky in a blink of an eye? Not to mention that Mo Zhufeng, the first person to sling thunderstorms, can crush even a peerless Tianjiao like Sanjie and Yixian, and even clear customs. They opened the Yang line for a hundred years of fate, and cleared Tongren Lane in one fell swoop. It was the rhythm of the dick and silk counterattack in those idle books! ! !
With emotion, Qin Hu is more and more grateful to Yang Fan. Without Yang Fan, where would he be today! ! !
"I don't know how good Junior Brother Yang is at the Outer Sect? Has any trouble ever encountered?" Vaguely, a trace of worry flashed in Qin Huhu's eyes. The competition between them is even more cruel.
There are many handyman disciples, dozens of times as many as the outer disciples, but there are also many peaks. Even those first-class upper-level handyman peaks, at most only two thousand handyman disciples, the outer sect is different, just one. Dafengmai is a gathering of elites and geniuses! ! !
"Hey, my cultivation base is still too low to help Junior Brother Yang..."
at this time... ... .
A cry of surprise came from behind him, "Brother Tiger!!!"
Hearing this, Qin Huhu's body couldn't help but tremble, he couldn't be more familiar with this voice, no matter how long it took, he would never forget it! ! !
Turning around, I saw a handsome young man with sword eyebrows and star eyes, sharp edges and fair skin, striding towards him.
"Junior Brother Yang..." Qin Hu tears in the corner of his eyes. Although Yang Fan has changed a lot compared to a few months ago, and his temperament has become more prominent, he still recognized Yang Fan at a glance.
"Brother Tiger!!!"
Yang Fan stepped forward and gave Qin Hu a bear hug, with a smile on his mouth, and the joy of reunion on his face. In his heart, Qin Hu, a brother who has been with him for a year, has an extraordinary status and can be said to be not a real brother. , Very brothers! ! !
As soon as he returned to the mountain, he arrived at Mozhu Peak without even having time to hand in the task, which shows that Yang Fan attaches importance to Qin Hu! ! !
"Junior Brother Yang, our brother hasn't seen each other for more than two months. Brother, I will prepare wine and food. Today we must drink and stay drunk..." Qin Hu looked happy and prepared to return to the cafeteria. , Prepare wine and dishes.
"Brother Tiger, there is no need to trouble. I have prepared food and wine. Today you have to taste my mother's craftsmanship!!!" Yang Fan grabbed Qin Hu and said with a smile. Before leaving Yang's house, Luo Yun did nothing. Yang Fan prepared a lot of food, all of which were packed in delicate food boxes. Anyway, the time in the Qiankun bag was forbidden, and he was not afraid that the food would deteriorate after a long period of time.
"That couldn't be better, come, come, come, Junior Brother Yang follows me into the house, today we are going to have a good time drinking him!!!"
Today, unlike in the past, Qin Hu has already moved out of the simple bungalow and moved into the exquisite small building that belongs to the first handyman disciple. Although the other handyman disciples were dissatisfied, they only dared to complain a few times in his heart. There is no way, who told him to have Master Zhao taking care of him, and Yang Fan, a peerless arrogant supporting him.
"It's delicious, the dishes made by my auntie are much better than those chefs under the mountain..."
"Brother Tiger, try this. This sweet and sour pork ribs is my mother's specialty." Yang Fan chuckled lightly and gave Qin Hu a piece of ribs.
"Well, I'll try it. It's delicious, sweet and sour, and it's so memorable." With a big compliment, Qin Hu picked up the glass, "Junior Brother Yang, come, let's go one more brother!!!"
"Brother Tiger, do it!!!"
While eating and chatting, Yang Fan briefly talked about his experience over the past few months, and Qin Hu was dumbfounded. Yang Fan was the pride of their Mo Zhufeng, and he was proud of his brother Yang Fan.
Push the cup for one, the wine has been rounded three times, and the food has five flavors!
Yang Fan took out a light blue small universe bag, and said, "Brother Tiger, this is a little gadget I prepared for you!!!" Of course, this gadget is only for Yang Fan and for a handyman like Qin Hu. For the disciple, the contents are simply sky-high. One bottle of the best Tongmai Pill, ten bottles of the high-grade Tongmai Pill, and dozens of bottles of the lower-grade Tongmai Pill, enough for Qin Hu to cultivate to the high-level open veins realm, a piece of silver scale armor. , High-grade spirit armor, a pair of tiger-head gloves, high-grade attack spirit soldiers, in addition to a yellow-level martial arts-Tiger Howl Sky Fist, a body technique, chasing the wind, and also a yellow-level lower-grade body technique.
It wasn't that Yang Fan was reluctant to give Qin Hu advanced martial arts. It was because Qin Hu's cultivation was too low. He who had achieved great success, was somewhat reluctant to cultivate low-grade martial arts. Now giving him advanced martial arts, it was just a display! ! !
"Junior Brother Yang, this...this is too precious, I...I can't ask..." Qin Hu retorted, not to mention the treasures in Xiao Qiankun's bag, light It was the little Qiankun bag, which he couldn't afford even if it was sold.
"Brother Tiger, it's really just some gadgets, nothing precious." Yang Fan smiled bitterly. Once the contents of Xiao Qiankun's bag were exposed, even some Nine Heavens powerhouses would be excited, but for Yang Fan at this time , I really can't count as a baby, but when I see Qin Hu, I will decline, Yang Fan suddenly turned his face and said, "Brother Hu, if you want to do this again, you don't think of me as a brother!!!"
In a small independent courtyard under the maple leaf forest on the hillside of Lingyun Peak.
He was covered in blood, his bones were broken, and the barely human-like bull was lying quietly on the big bed. There was a faint breath, almost like a dead person. There was no one around, as if to let him go. It fends and perishes in general, indescribably desolate! ! !
The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: Thanks to my friends for their unforgivable rewards and support. I originally wanted to add changes for the only brothers, but suddenly my stomach hurts to death. I'm afraid I can't fix the next update. Add the update. Tomorrow is coming, I hope my brothers, Haihan! ! !