Chapter 12: Big meaning

When the door opened, Zi Yan stood at the door, and there was a stench on the outside. Further away, many foreign disciples who smelled it all licked their noses and pointed at the distance. There was a lot of discussion.

Revenge, obviously this is Wang Meng’s masterpiece.

It’s just that Zi Yan never imagined that it was so despicable and so disgusting.

Spewing feces.

This former sable was only heard and has never seen revenge.

Outside disciples are not allowed to fight, but there are contradictions. Many people think of many ways to vent their anger.

"...Zizi offended man, a person he couldn't afford..." Between vagueness, Zi Yan could hear one or two arguments, and occasionally gloating in it.

Someone knows the contradiction between Wang Meng and Zi Yan.

In the distance, among the outer doors, the famous Wang Meng, but today seems to be very cautious, and next to him, the high-spirited Fu Jie and Chi Ming, today is more like a pug, squinting with Wang Meng Behind him, just a pair of eyes, looking from time to time, the eyes filled with fanaticism and worship.

Next to Wang Meng, is a white youth.

Among the Lingwuzong, Tsing Yi represents a foreign disciple, while white clothes represent the inner disciples, and the red clothes represent the elders who are high above.

This white youth is obviously an inner disciple and not an ordinary inner disciple.

He is Wang Xiong, Wang Xiong, who is the top eight in the air.

The reputation in the inner door is very high, and in the outer door, it is more like a character of the king of the king. The reason why Wang Meng is mixed in the outer door is entirely the reason of Wang Xiong.

When Wang Meng said that Zi Yan had returned, Wang Xiong was in a hurry.

The development of the matter seems to be unexpected. Zhao Can and others who should have returned a few months ago have disappeared. After a few months, Zi Yan came back.

Zi Yan or Zhao Can, Wang Xiong does not care, he cares about the snow ginseng.

A 500-year-old snow ginseng is too important for Wang Xiong, because he has been staying on the eight-layered atmosphere for a long time. As long as he breaks through the nine-layer of true gas, he is expected to pass the assessment and enter the Lingwuzong. The core of becoming a core disciple.

By that time, he was the real high presence in Lingwuzong. There is a rule in Lingwuzong that every core disciple can get a congenital Dan for free.

A congenital Dan can make a monk with a true peak of the situation, 80% of the possible breakthrough to the predecessor.

In addition, the core disciples can enjoy more resources of Lingwuzong, instead of needing to be like the inner door, they need to contribute points in exchange for them. The core disciples can get rewards without any effort. Such treatment can be compared with the inner door. Disciples are better than dozens of times.

"Imperium refused to hand over the snow ginseng?" Wang Xiong frowned. He already knew that Wang Meng had negotiated with Ziyan.

"Big brother, it is not unwilling, it is this kid who is pretending to be stupid." When talking about Zi Yan, Wang Meng is very angry.

"Oh, silly?"

"Yes big brother, I asked him where the snow ginseng is. He actually said what snow ginseng is, not what is stupid." Wang Mengdao.

"Then you said nothing, change the snow ginseng with the real gas?"

"I haven't come to say it urgently, he told me that I don't know what snow ginseng is. I don't admit it at all, how do you say it?" Wang Meng said unwillingly.

"Oh, is it so tough?" Wang Xiong flashed a cold light in his eyes.

"Tough is very, I really don't know where the kid is coming." Wang Meng hated the words: "There are a few wastes of Zhao Can, it is really a failure to do anything, the purple eyes are back, they have not returned yet. ""

"How is the strength of Zi Yan?" Wang Xiong asked again.

"The strength is unknown, but it should not exceed the five layers of infuriating." After thinking for a while, Wang Mengdao.

"Have you seen him?"

Wang Meng shook his head and said: "No, but yesterday, after he saw the strength of Fu Jie and Chi Ming, his face suddenly changed. It was obviously shocking. This shows that he did not break through."

Wang Xiong nodded with satisfaction, as long as the purple scorpion did not break through, then the snow ginseng, apparently has not been refining, and said that the district is a real gas four layers, Wang Xiong does not think that the other has the ability to refine the snow ginseng.

"No breakthrough is still so tough, does he not know your identity?" Wang Xiong's voice became very indifferent, who would dare not give him face in the outer door.

"Of course he knows, just don't give face." Wang Meng said: "But, presumably he will not give face now."

"You taught him?"

"No, just disgusting and disgusting."

Just after Wang Meng’s voice fell, Wang Xiong smelled a very strong smell of scent in the air. He frowned and shook his nose.

"Hey."

However, it was followed by three laughs next to it, apparently Wang Meng and others.

"Yes, this Lin Mi officer is very good."

Wang Meng is very satisfied with the taste in the air.

After that, they saw the crowd in front of them. With a light cough, everyone turned to see Wang Meng and Wang Xiong, their faces changed, and they turned to the side. In a blink of an eye, a boulevard leading directly to the front appeared.

It is a pity that this avenue is not a place of happiness, but leads to a house full of stench, and at the door of the house, there is a young boy in Tsing Yi.

"Haha!"

The purple scorpion stood in the room, and outside, all were solid and liquid things. The wooden barrel used by Lin Mi was thrown aside, and the things inside had already been tilted out. Seeing this scene, Wang Meng could not help. Laughter, and the two behind him were laughing, and seemed very satisfied with their masterpiece.

The laughter of the three people, like a fuse, passed through, and then there was a loud laughter around.

They are all laughing, only the purple one, standing calmly in the room, looking at Wang Meng calmly, but in the bottom of the eye, there is a faint anger that is burning.

The appearance of Wang Xiong caused a sigh of relief, and the arguments were heard again.

"You are purple?"

Across the distance, Wang Xiong asked faintly.

"Who are you?" Zi Yan asked coldly. He naturally knew Wang Xiong. He had seen it before. He only asked it deliberately.

"Oh, it's really ignorant. Even Wang Xiong's brothers don't know, don't you roll over?" Fu Jie, who didn't speak all the way, finally got a chance to speak.

"Wang Xiong's brother?" Zi Yan looked very calm and sarcastically said: "Wang Xiong's brother does not stay in the inner door, come to me in this stinking place, do you want to see your brother's masterpiece?"

Obviously this is what Wang Meng is looking for.

"This is your attitude towards me?" Wang Xiong's face was gloomy. Zi Yan was the first foreign disciple who disrespected him. If it was not for the snow ginseng, the purple scorpion must be unlucky.

The spectators around, looking at the eyes of the purple, also have the color of mercy.

"My room is like this. I don't know Wang Xiong's brother. What kind of attitude do I need to speak?" Zi Yan pressed the anger and responded faintly.

I poured my own house on the stool, and now I can say that my attitude is not good, and the purple scorpion is naturally furious.

"Okay, very good." Wang Xiong’s eyes glimpsed, and a cold light flashed. The gloomy voice sounded: "Hand over 500 years of snow ginseng, things that are disrespectful to me today can be written off, or else... ”

In the latter case, Wang Xiong did not say, and there is no need to say, or else the sable is dead. An inside disciple kills a foreign disciple, just like killing a chicken, not to mention the existence of Wang Xiong.

"Ling Wuzong has regulations that are not allowed to fight in the sects. Is it necessary for the brothers to violate the regulations?"

"Hey." Wang Xiong snorted and looked at Zi Yan as if he was watching an idiot. He said: "Do you think that I killed you, will you be alarmed by the sect? You count, I kill you. The creation is your blessing, and the sect will punish me for your garbage disciples?"

The purple cicada fists clenched and furious, but there was no rebuttal. Wang Xiong said the facts, the foreign disciples could not compare with the inner disciples.

"Give you the last chance, give up 500 years of snow ginseng, and then apologize, or else today is your death." Senran’s words fell, and a killing sentiment came from the front, and the atmosphere changed instantly. Have to be dignified.

"It’s over, the purple is over."

"I have offended Wang Xiong's brother, and I will die."

There are quite a few people who are whispering.

"Senior brothers must kill in the broad daylight?" Ziyan asked quietly.

Now, he has not yet competed with Wang Xiong. Once the two sides fought, he could not run, but he did not have snow, so this battle is inevitable. The escape route after the battle.

"Baitianhua, haha." Wang Xiong laughed and turned to look around, saying: "Do you see me killing?"

Wang Xiong’s words made a glimpse of the audience, but then they all said in unison: “No.”

"I only saw Zi Yan's words are not inferior, and the bad words hurt the brothers. When the brothers were furious, they were forced to take shots."

"Yes, the brothers are forced to do so."

"Senior brothers are all here to clean up the portal, and Lingwu Zong is a peace."

There are still some clever ones, in order to please Wang Xiong, the brain turns, quickly said loudly ~ www.readwn.com ~ very good. "The reaction of everyone, Wang Xiong is very satisfied, his gaze swept to the purple scorpion again, and there is already killing in his eyes.

"Give you the last chance, hand over the snow ginseng, and spare you not to die."

"Snow ginseng has been eaten by me." Zi Yan said truthfully, but unfortunately no one believes.

"Purple, don't be obsessed with it."

"That is, it is your creation to be able to honor Wang Xiong's brothers and sisters."

"Don't be ignorant of the current affairs, you are pushing Wang Xiong's brother to do it."

Not waiting for Wang Xiong to open, some of the spectators around him were drinking cold. As the voice fell, they looked at Zi Yan with indignation and looked forward to Wang Xiong.

Standing on the righteous point of view, with so many bystanders testifying, the atmosphere is more oppressive, it seems that Wang Xiong may be shot at any time.

If the sable is killed today, it is a white death, and he is also blamed for a righteousness, and Wang Xiong is able to obtain a reputation for punishing evil.

Just as the atmosphere was tense to the extreme, Zi Yan thought about how to get out of trouble today, suddenly a gentle voice with anger sounded.

"Why, the outside door has turned into this way. So many people are squinting and talking, are they all blinking?"

The sound fell, and a white shadow appeared in the eyes of everyone.

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