Chapter 4227: Bingyu God Disciple Gathering!

"Master Tong, this time I regain the position of Shenzong Ice Tower, but I have to rely on you."

Yunzhongbao was full of excitement. If Master Tong was willing to take action, he would surely win the position.

"It's okay, the little Ice Tower Shenzong, I will definitely help you get it back."

There was a hint of arrogance on Master Tong's face, and he was clearly in his hands.

In the practice world, the Ice Tower Shenzong also enjoys a high reputation.

But now, he looks nonchalant, and he doesn't know what background he has, and he has such a big tone.

"father!"

In vain, a cry of sorrow and anger sounded outside.

Gao Yang and others carried Yun Bing and walked in with their heads down.

"Binger, what's the matter?"

Seeing Yun Bing's arms, Yunzhong Leopard was already completely toxic and pitch black, and couldn't help being shocked.

Master Tong on the side, his face darkened, and without waiting for Yun Zhong Leopard to speak, his fingers flicked, and a ray of energy shot out from the air, blocking Yun Bing's arms and acupuncture points to prevent the poison gas from continuing to erupt.

"Father, there is a guy named Zhouzhong who has scrapped my arm. You have to call the shots for me!"

Yun Bing gritted his teeth, his resentment was extreme.

"Who was that week?"

Yunzhongbao's face was cold.

Yun Bing is his only son. Whoever dares to hurt Yun Bing is to fight him, he will never let it go.

Yun Bing glanced at Gao Yang, but he didn't know the identity of Zhou Zhong.

Gao Yang said quickly, "The kid in the middle of the week is also a disciple of the Ice Tower Shenzong."

"A disciple of the Ice Tower Shenzong?"

Cloud Leopard was furious, clenched his fists tightly, his bones rattled and his eyes were murderous.

"Father, you want to avenge me!"

Yun Bing is very resentful. He knows that the strength of the middle of the week is not something that he can contend. He can only ask Yunzhongbao to take action.

"No problem, since that midweek, he is a disciple of the Ice Tower Shenzong, when the sect meeting starts, I will definitely cut his body into pieces."

The leopard in the cloud looked even more murderous.

Since midweek is a disciple of the Ice Tower Shenzong, it's easy to handle.

Anyway, he is also preparing to seize the sovereign position of the Ice Tower Shenzong.

At that time, even this week, it will be solved all at once.

"Thank you dad."

Yun Bing was overjoyed, thinking that the corpse would be broken in midweek soon, and he was very happy.

"Master Tong, the dog is making trouble outside, making you laugh, please take action and heal his arms."

Yunzhongbao's heart settled slightly, and respectfully bowed his hand towards Master Tong.

"The young man has a strong heart, and something is inevitable, Mr. Yun, please rest assured, I will heal Master Ling."

Master Tong stroked his beard and smiled, and immediately walked to Yun Bing's side, swiping his fingers, and with a ray of energy like a knife, cut Yun Bing's arm and released the poisonous blood.

Yun Bing only felt that his arms were cool and cool, and he was very comfortable. After that, Master Tong ran Qigong, combing his bones, removing toxins, and moving smoothly without any blockage.

"Who is this old guy, his cultivation is so powerful, where did the old man get it?"

Yun Bing was shocked in his heart, only to feel that the white-haired old man in front of him had an unfathomable cultivation base. With his help, this time, he would be foolproof to seize the supreme position of the Ice Tower Divine Sect.

...

At this time in the middle of the week, I was shopping with Leng Ruxue.

After this change, the relationship between the two has obviously taken a big step forward.

Leng Ruxue's face was actually a bit shy, not as noble and glamorous as before, and she took the initiative to hold Zhou Zhong's arm.

"Don't mess with me next time."

In the middle of the week he smiled and touched her hair.

The sect meeting was about to begin, and he couldn't get away.

If Leng Ruxue does something else, he may not be able to help him by himself.

"Don't worry, I won't trouble you again."

Leng Ruxue curled her lips. When she was in Shenbing Pavilion today, she had given her a boomerang for free in midweek. After she went back to refining, she should be able to improve her strength and protect herself.

"It's better."

In the middle of the week, I walked with her for a while, and then returned to the sect in the evening.

He was resting in the Zongmen residence and suddenly heard a knock on the door outside.

"Midweek, it's me, open the door."

It was Meng Yu's voice.

"Oh."

Opening the door in the middle of the week, I saw Meng Yu standing outside.

Before Zao Wou-ki's matter, Meng Yu was able to get out of the siege, and Zhong Zhou was very grateful to him, but he didn't know if he came to find him. What's the matter, he immediately asked: "Meng Yu, are you looking for me?"

Meng Yu smiled and said, "There is a party tonight, all of which are disciples of Bingyu God. I have notified Zhao Wenbo and Yang Xixi, and you should go together."

"get together?"

Midweek frowned.

"Are you out of time?"

Meng Yu asked.

"Yes, since Zhao Wenbo and Yang Xixi have both gone, then I will go too."

Nodding in the middle of the week, I also want to meet the other apprentices of Bingyu God. After all, everyone is in the same camp, and it’s good to get in touch with each other.

"Well, at eight o'clock tonight, on the second floor of Zongmen Hotel, don't be late."

Meng Yu said the time and place, then turned and left.

At eight o'clock in the evening, I took Zhao Wenbo and Yang Xixi in midweek and went to the party on time.

Yang Xixi put on makeup specially and put on a long burgundy dress, which looked very beautiful.

Zhao Wenbo looked straight and said, "Sixi, it turns out that you look pretty when you dress up."

Yang Xixi glared at him and said, "Am I usually not beautiful?"

"Okay, stop making trouble, hurry up, don't be late."

In the middle of the week, he smiled and took the two to the second floor of the Zongmen Hotel. There were already more than 30 disciples here.

"Huh? Where did Meng Yu go?"

Zhou Zhong looked around, but did not see Meng Yu.

Yang Xixi said, "Senior Brother Meng said that there is something to do, and there is no time to come tonight."

"is it?"

Zhou Zhong frowned, looked at the eyes around him, his face suddenly sank.

Those thirty or so disciples were obviously also disciples of Bingyu God.

However, among them, there are more than a dozen people's looks, but there is no goodwill.

As soon as they saw the three people coming in midweek, they lowered their heads and whispered, pointing and pointing.

Zhao Wenbo and Yang Xixi looked at the surrounding gazes, feeling a little confused.

At the beginning, they were able to become the apprentices of Bingyu God, completely drenched in the light of the middle of the week, and they are not the same as these people who rely on hard power to rise to the top.

Although their current hard power is strong enough, after all, they relied on relationships at the beginning. In the eyes of outsiders, they naturally came in through the back door, which is not very glorious.

"Hey, you call midweek, right?"

At this time, among the dozen people, an arrogant young man walked out and came directly to Zhou Zhong.

"So what?"

In the middle of the week, he frowned and realized that this person's breath was only in the late green belt period, so he didn't put it in his eyes.

"My name is Chen Huaqiang. Tonight is the gathering of the disciples of Bingyu God. I organized it. You are not a disciple of Bingyu God. What are you doing?"

Chen Huaqiang was not polite at all. He grabbed Zhou Zhong's collar without any politeness, and asked loudly.

This party tonight was organized by Chen Huaqiang.