After Becoming the Golden Finger of Long Aotian Male Protagonist

This night, the lights in Bixiao City stayed up all night.

Laifu Inn is relatively large in Bixiao City, with four or five guests of martial arts, and Ziyi Palace is also among them.

In the past, the Ziyi Palace was high-profile and arrogant. Today is different from the past. They can keep a low profile, but the sects who had a feast with the Ziyi Palace in the past years will not easily let them go. There are also some people who have not interacted with the Ziyi Palace. The banner of decent is ready to embarrass the people in the Ziyi Palace.

I heard that neither the lord nor the deputy lord of the Purple Cloth Palace came this year.

With a bang, a white porcelain cup slammed on the wall, and the fragments splashed. Each fragment contained spiritual power like a sharp knife attacking several people in purple clothes.

"Be careful!" Huayu swept away the long whip in his hand, and bounced most of the tiles away, but still a small part of it plunged into the bodies of several disciples.

"How are you?" Hua Yu asked, turning his head.

Several disciples helped each other to pull out the tiles, and looked at the shooter angrily, "We are all right."

Several people in orange clothes sat on the chairs, and the headed man played with tea cups and said sarcastically: "It's just a small warning that you are blocking my way."

Hua Wei put away the whip and glared, Ming Yan's face with a bitter frost: "This road is so wide, you can't pass by? How can you stand in your way? Besides, private fights by martial artists are forbidden during the Wanmenghui. ."

The man in orange slapped the table and said, "Master said that if you blocked it, you blocked it. Fighting? No, no, it's just learning from each other. If you want to blame, you are too incompetent. I can't even catch my small blow."

The person next to him echoed: "Yes, the Ziyi Palace has not been built into such a field? Send a few first-level spiritual saints to participate in the Wanmenghui?"

"Where are your two palace masters? Is it too much to rob a man?"

"Chen Meng, don't go too far!" Huayu took two steps forward, her hand already on the whip.

"Yo yo yo I'm in a hurry." The Chen family laughed louder.

The people in the Ziyi Palace were all angry, "Sister Huayu, let's fight with them!"

Actually dared to insult their palace lord.

Hua Yu shook his head, and ran into them head-on. They were not the opponents of the Chen family. Although the Chen family was only a middle school on the mainland, their patrons were masters of the first-level spirits, and there were also a few strong men above the seventh-level spiritual sage. Except for the owner of the Ziyi Palace, no one is above the seventh level of Spirit Saint.

Besides, the Palace Master has already ordered them in advance to let them try not to get into trouble, it is important to protect themselves.

When the Chen family saw the reaction of Ziyi Palace, they expected that they would not dare, and their attitude became more arrogant. "The reputation of Ziyi Palace is half the continent. I thought it was so powerful, it turned out to be just notorious."

Huayu clenched her whip tightly, gritted her teeth, "Shut up!"

Many people from other sects also gathered around to watch the excitement.

Chen Meng stood up, stroked his sleeves restrainedly, raised his eyebrows and said, "But I have to admit that your Ziyi Palace people are really good-looking. Little beauty, what's the future of the demon girl following Hua Wuxue? Why don't you come and follow me. You are fragrant and spicy."

He stretched out his hand to touch Huayu's face, but he heard a gust of wind whizzing past, with a crisp "pop", Chen Meng was slapped in a half circle, and he fell unsteadily on the chair under his feet, and he touched his face. It felt extremely painful, and it swelled up quickly, and his ears were buzzing. He opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Young Master!" The Chen family reacted, and quickly exclaimed and came over to check Chen Meng's injuries.

Chen Meng covered his face with one hand and raised one hand and pointed at a woman not far away. His eyes were wide-eyed. He was also a fifth-order spiritual sage, or the young master of the Chen family, but he was slapped like this.

The Chen family also looked over and saw a woman next to Huayu who did not know when she was tall, bright and imposing. She was dressed in a purple dress and only a purple and gold crown on her tall, long hair. A hairpin.

The teleportation technique that can appear in front of people in an instant can only be mastered after reaching the Spiritual Sage. The gap between the Spiritual Sage and the Spiritual Sovereign is like a moat. How many spiritual masters have been at the peak of the Spiritual Sage for decades with one card. When did you hear that Hua Wuxue was promoted? NS?

Jiang Yuan's red lips twitched, and her voice was cold and mixed with a bit of joking: "Is it true that my Ziyi Palace is no one? A small fifth-order spiritual sage who dares to move me."

"Hua Wuxue--" Chen Meng said slurredly: "You dare to hit me."

"If you hit you, just hit you. Whatever happens, why are you only allowed to hit my disciple, I can't hit you?" She rolled her eyes and smiled: "Oh~ I guess you are going to find your father crying? Yes, just let your father take the letter and the things he sent to me back from the Purple Cloth Palace, and it's the place to blame."

Chen Meng's face changed, ignoring the pain, and shouted, "You, you demon, what are you talking about?"

Jiang Yuan blinked deliberately and said: "You don't know? Yes, how can your father keep him chasing me for many years but never succeed, so he can only retreat and ask to marry your mother next time?"

"You...you..." Chen Meng couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Don't you, mine, I'm in the same generation with your father anyway, next time I remember to call senior." She waved, "Bring your master back and tell him to talk less, otherwise you won't slap it next time. thing."

"Master, let's go back first." The Chen family came to pull him, and Chen Meng shouted, "You demon girl, you wait for me!"

People from other families quickly dispersed when they saw that there was a Spiritual Venerable out of the Ziyi Palace, where they dared to speak.

"See the palace lord!" The person in the purple cloth palace knelt on the ground with a splash.

Jiang Yuan squeezed his brows, and said helplessly, "Didn't I say that I don't need to kneel down anymore?"

The original owner Hua Wuxue's charming technique is really powerful, not to mention the many brain-dead fans of the Ziyi Palace, but the many men with heads and faces on the mainland can't escape her palm.

After returning to the room, Hua Yu said: "Palace Master, have you been promoted to Lingzun?"

Jiang Yuan defaults.

Hua Yu said excitedly: "So we won't be afraid of those from the Chen family."

Jiang Yuan said: "The Chen family is just a small school, don't take it seriously. Our goal this time is to have a good relationship with the people of Ruthless Mountain."

Hua Yu thought for a while, the palace owner said that it was reasonable. They have always been deadly enemies with Wuqingshan, but now they want to change their evil and return to the right, they must reconcile with the surrounding sects. In the past few months, their schools have started teaching, she I often go to see the children of poor families and see that they have a school where someone teaches cultivation. She feels more and more that the palace owner’s decision is right, and their school will continue to expand, so that more people can see Ziyi Palace change.

"Subordinates know, the palace master, what should we do specifically?"

Jiang Yuan said: "If you encounter other schools, the normal response is, if you encounter Ruqingshan, let them win."

Hua Yu frowned: "Vice Palace Master...No, I mean Hua Wuyue, still in Ruthless Mountain, right?"

Jiang Yuan smiled, "She, just leave it to me to solve it."