I Can Crit In Martial Arts

Haicheng.

The intersection of Sanjiashanmen ray directions.

Lin Fan opened the curtain and observed Haicheng. The walls were old and the bricks were filled with a sense of history. This is an old city with a long history.

Take a casual look.

You can find many rivers and lakes, and people from the mountain gate are walking around. This situation is relatively rare in Tianjiucheng and Hexincheng, and it can only be seen in places such as Ningcheng.

It should be that Haicheng is close to the Sanjia Mountain Gate. When many people from the rivers and lakes have reached a certain level of cultivation, they want to join the Mountain Gate and find their support.

The income standard of the new disciples of the orthodox school is very high, far less than the disciples of the Qingnangzong and the Baigangzong. The Qingnangzong is mainly refining medicine, and the cultivation base is the second. Whether it can break through to the qualifications of the marrow washing realm is all included.

Yuxuan Building.

The landmark building in Haicheng is very luxurious, and now the Yuxuan Building has not opened to the outside world.

"Junior Brother, we are here." Wu Qingqiu said.

Lin Fan got up and got out of the car first, and then stood beside the carriage, reaching out and holding the senior sister out of the carriage, watching Zhao Xuekai and Zheng Xianchao who got off the other carriage giving thumbs up silently.

Who dares to say that Junior Brother Lin didn't take the initiative, take a good look, isn't it very proactive, the details are well controlled, if it were them, they would definitely not have thought that they would have to dismantle and support Senior Sister.

"Thank you."

Wu Qingqiu's soft and boneless fingers fell in Lin Fan's hand, and it felt good to be held by the junior.

Lin Fan smiled.

The guard at the entrance of Yuxuan Tower was dressed in black, with a knife on his waist, with his head held high and full of energy. Seeing Lin Fan and the others came, he took the initiative to speak.

"Guests, please show your credentials."

Those who can come to Yuxuan Tower are all Shanmen masters.

But as a guard here, his duty is to check his documents to prevent anyone from getting in. After all, everyone has it now.

Wu Qingqiu took out an iron token with only one word on it.

'three'

Seeing that there was no problem with his identity, the guard immediately stepped aside and said respectfully: "Please..."

As for Lin Fan and others, there is no need to look at it.

The person holding the token can bring others in.

Lin Fan followed the elder sister. After entering inside, he found that many people were sitting there and talking. The orthodox school had uniform clothes. Some of them were wearing Baigangzong and some were wearing Qingnangzong. .

Qing Nangzong's clothes are blue.

Baigangzong is yellowish and thick.

"Junior Brother, the conversation hasn't started yet. We all live here. First find a table to get some food." Wu Qingqiu is very familiar with this place, and he finds an empty table directly and invites people to order food.

Lin Fan whispered: "Sister, who organizes this kind of meeting?"

"The organizer is the senior brother of the Sanjia Mountain Gate, and the person responsible for all the expenses here is the Haicheng Ning family, and the Ning family is a big family in Haicheng." Wu Qingqiu explained the situation here.

Young Master Ning is responsible for all the expenses here, not for charity, but it is of great benefit to him, because everyone wants to get acquainted with the brothers of Shanmen, so there will be some family members who are interested in favoring Young Master Ning. I also hope to participate in such a meeting.

Lin Fan understood clearly in his heart.

Those who can talk to Senior Brother Li must be the big brothers or big sisters of Baigangzong and Qingnangzong, both of whom are famous.

at this time.

A voice came.

"Sister Wu, I didn't expect you to come so early."

Looked for the voice.

A middle-aged man walked up with a smile, and at the same time was followed by two young men holding paper fans.

"Brother, he is Mu Que of Baigang Sect." Wu Qingqiu told Lin Fan in a low voice, then got up and said: "It turns out that it is Brother Mu. You came very early."

Mu Que said, "I just met two new friends some time ago. They also want to come here to see them, so come and take them early."

Afterwards, Mu Que turned around and said.

"Let me introduce you. This is Wu Qingqiu of the Orthodox School. With your connections, it is just a little trouble in front of her."

When the two heard Mu Que's introduction, their eyes lit up, and they hurriedly closed their fans and clasped their fists:

"In Xiahai City Kang Xian (Haicheng Qiu Jia Qiu Jie), meet with Senior Sister Wu."

They are still young.

The cultivation base is not high.

Naturally, it is not enough to want to participate in this kind of meeting with their status. They can only get to know the people of the mountain gate and let the other party bring them in. With good luck, they really got to know someone.

"Ok."

Wu Qingqiu just nodded his head, which was regarded as a face to Muque, otherwise he didn't want to ignore it.

"This little brother looks a bit strange." Mu Que's gaze fell on Lin Fan. He had met the other two. Zhao Xuekai and Zheng Xianchao were old people in the authentic Taoist school.

Wu Qingqiu said, "This is my junior brother Lin Fan."

Listen carefully.

You can hear Wu Qingqiu's "mine", which sounds like a close relationship.

Lin Fan clasped his fist and said, "Brother Mu, hello."

The current Mu Que is older than Lin Fan, and his position in the mountain gate must be higher than Lin Fan. Logically speaking, he should be called Senior Brother Mu, but for Lin Fan, the one who is called'brother' will just break Bye bye, brother, these have to be from the same sect.

Mu Que was expressionless, slightly dissatisfied in his heart, but still smiled, "Brother Lin is young and promising."

Lin Fan smiled and didn't say much.

Wu Qingqiu didn't intend to keep them to sit down and communicate, but the two Haicheng native family children were looking forward to sitting down and getting to know more Shanmen disciples, but whether they could sit still depends on Mu Que.

Mu Que could see that Wu Qingqiu didn't want them to stay, so he said a few words casually and left with his fists.

After someone leaves.

The food was brought up.

"Junior Brother, that's the case outside. That Mu Que is a disciple of the Baigang Sect, but I don't like him too much, he is too snobbery." Wu Qingqiu got up, gave Lin Fan a bowl of soup, and put it in front of Lin Fan.

"Thank you Senior Sister." Lin Fan smiled.

And this scene also fell in Mu Que's eyes not far away, with a look of surprise on his face, as if he didn't expect it, he had never seen Wu Qingqiu like this to anyone.

After thinking for a while, or to inquire about the origin of the other party, Wu Qingqiu wouldn't be like this to anyone casually, could it be the offspring of some incredible character?

"Senior Brother Mu, I think that guy may be a little white face." Kang Xian whispered.

"Why see?"

"I have been in Haicheng for such a long time, and I don't know anything else, but the level of understanding of women is definitely one of the best. From what I have just observed, it looks like a little white face." Kang Xian vowed to say. .

And just now.

Wu Qingqiu's eyes were frosty, and he squeezed the chopsticks on the table. With a movement of his wrist, the chopsticks turned into sharp arrows and pierced away.

Cang Dang!

Mu Que raised his hand and smashed his chopsticks~www.wuxiahere.com~What does this mean? "

"You dare to chew your tongue again, don't blame me." Wu Qingqiu heard clearly, and the distance was not far away. Kang Xian seemed to speak very quietly, but his cultivation was too weak, so he was already a marrow. Wu Qingqiu said it as if talking to his ear.

Kang Xian was obviously frightened. If Mu Que hadn't raised his hand to stop him, then this chopstick would definitely pierce his mouth.

What a vicious woman.

Just because he said a word, or said it in a low voice, he must be so cruel.

Angrily, suffocated, clenched his fists, wanting to say that the boy is poor, but after thinking about it, he loosened his fists and bowed his head honestly, not dare to say anything.

Many people in the hall were watching.

All as a theater.

Some people from the Baigangzong stood up, as if they were trying to cheer on Mu Que. If they want to challenge the Baigangzong, they have to see if they are strong enough.