Before the three words came, the two began to fight.
But the disciples of Jiuxuan on the other side have already seen it. The chiefs of the nine peaks and eight veins of the Nine Profound Gate are all arrogant, and these chiefs have been beaten since childhood. When they can talk together in an amicable manner, the sky will fall.
However, as we all know, sword repair and knife repair are notoriously poor. Most of the chiefs practice swords and swords, and when they fight, they will inevitably destroy the field one or two times. After the fight, the disciple of Xuan Ce Peak, who was the master of the sect, approached both sides of the fight with a smile on his face.
"It's over."
Seeing that Senior Brother He and Shen Changge were about to fight, Xuan Lifeng's disciples looked at each other and felt that they had already seen the group of people from Xuan Cefeng coming to the door.
Every time after a fight in Hezhou, he went out to perform missions again, and the group of people in Xuan Ce Peak called it "The chief represents your peak, the money owed by the chief, naturally you brothers and sisters should pay a lot." Minute."
Saying too much is bitter tears.
Just when Xuan Li Peak's disciples were thinking about how many spirit stones they had left, the two sides who were fighting suddenly stopped and retreated to both sides.
He Zhou turned his wrist, and just now, a strong wind hit his knife, deflecting his blade. On the other side, just as Shen Changge was about to shake off the folding fan to activate the poison in the fan bones, a strong wind also closed his fan.
"Brother Baili."
Shen Changge put away the folding fan, leaned over slightly, and greeted him politely.
I saw a young man in white walking up the stone steps of Xuanli Peak, the morning light fell on his body, and the edge of his robe was dizzy with the color of snow. The one who had just restrained Hezhou and Shen Changge was Bailishu who had just come down from the main peak. The other disciples hurriedly stood up and greeted the senior brother respectfully.
"What a good day today, why are they all coming to Xuanli Peak?" He Zhou put the long knife back into its sheath, without any intention of speaking politely.
Baili Shu glanced at him indifferently, then looked away, and nodded slightly towards the others as a greeting.
What He Zhou hated most was Baili Shu's indifferent look.
Bailishu's origin is mysterious, only known that he was an apprentice taken by the head of the sect when he went out, but no one knew his origin. When Bailishu first joined Jiuxuanmen, he was only in his teens, and when he stood in the main hall of Qianxiao Pavilion of Jiuxuanmen, his figure was thin and his face was green.
But it was obviously a guy who was much younger than him. Since then, he has been indifferent to everything, and his indifference and superiority make people angry.
But what makes people feel aggrieved is that Bailishu is in a state of retreat in nine out of ten cases in Jiuxuanmen, and people can't even find a chance to find fault. Now the boy who used to stand in the hall with a cold expression has grown into a tall and straight young man, but his face is still expressionless, his glance and tone of voice are full of unbearable aloofness.
When Bailishu glanced over, he had already recognized the identities of the two who had just started. He didn't answer Hezhou's thorny words, and went straight forward.
The white-robed young man passed by, He Zhou put his hand on the handle of the knife, and he said in a mocking tone: "Brother Baili is the number one genius in Xianmen, and his talent is far superior to mine. ...However, as a disciple of the sect, one must contribute to the sect more or less, and the senior brother of the sect should set an example. But... "
"I remember, since Senior Brother Baili joined the sect, it seems that he has never done a single task in the sect?"
He Zhou turned his head to look at Baili Shu who had stopped, with a look of contempt on his face.
"However—elder brother's own cultivation is important, and the sect is not as good as retreat, of course we can understand."
The last sentence was uttered in a strange way, and the smell of gunpowder in it was so strong that it could be smelled eight hundred miles away.
The surroundings were quiet, Hezhou looked at Bailishu with a mocking smile, but the thin young man stopped and did not move forward.
Shen Changge glanced at Hezhou, then at Bailishu, coughed lightly, and took a step forward. Just as he was about to speak, another person spoke.
"I see."
Bailishu looked up at the main peak of Xuanli Peak, his expression was indifferent, as if he was not affected by Hezhou's words at all. Turning his head slightly, he glanced at He Zhou.
"Xuanli Peak is the main sect's law enforcement, and also responsible for the duties, is it wrong?"
The young man seemed to ask a question in a very ordinary way, with a flat tone.
When he met his gaze, He Zhou was slightly taken aback.
In the eyes of the young man, it seems that there is nothing, and he can clearly see his own reflection. But that kind of feeling is very strange. Looking into the eyes of the young man, it gives people a feeling that they are walking on the frozen lake, and when they lower their heads, they can only see their own shadow reflected on the ice. What, never see clearly.
After He Zhou was so stunned, Baili Shu had already looked away, and walked straight to the mission hall on the main peak of Xuanli Peak.
After recovering, He Zhou's face turned red and white alternately.
In the eyes of others, it was as if he was intimidated by Bailishu just now. Thinking of this, He Zhou became a little bit annoyed, especially when he glanced out of the corner of his eye and found that the juniors and juniors were winking and gesticulating with each other. He Zhou didn't want to think about the meaning of their little actions at all.
"Stop what are you doing?!"
He Zhou yelled at the Xuanli Peak disciples at the top of his voice.
"Are you familiar with the swordsmanship? Are you familiar with the swordsmanship? One by one, dancing swords and swords is like embroidering. It is not shameful to pull out of the sect. Get up and continue practicing!"
"understood-"
Everyone was crying, dragged their voices, and stood up slowly.
No one dared to bargain with the angry He Zhou, and each of them pretended to be extremely serious, for fear of being called out to practice by the angry He Zhou.
Seeing these people getting more angry, He Zhou pressed the handle of the knife, snorted coldly, turned and walked towards the mission hall. Shen Changge, who was watching the play, opened his folding fan and followed with a smile.
"I'm betting a piece of spirit stone, Senior Brother He doesn't hate Senior Senior Brother as much as he appears on the surface."
Li Shu said to Jiang Chen in a low voice.
Jiang Chen practiced his sword seriously and ignored him.
"Hey, Senior Brother He is gone, so you don't have to pretend." Li Shu was dissatisfied.
Jiang Chen didn't speak.
A stone came through the air and hit Li Shu on the forehead. Li Shu just wanted to scold someone for beating him, when he heard He Zhou's voice from afar:
"Li Shu, come to me for solo practice tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."
Li Shu covered his forehead, his expression collapsed in an instant.
Only then did Jiang Chen put away his sword, and glanced at him slowly: "Idiot."