C1164 (1/2)

Zhang Xiaojian's words made Gong Hong's face smile. He said, ”I just can't stand the virtue of jiutianjun.”

Bai ling'er laughs and says, ”I think you know better than me what is hiding your talent and keeping a low profile.”

”Grass, it's just that I've been hiding for a long time, which makes people feel a little depressed. Look at that old Wang Badan of Qingye sect, who is also one of the six major sects. It's too bullying to throw us in this broken place.” Gong Hong said.

”Forget it, why bother about these things? We have a humble wife sitting in the town this time. We have done a lot of excellent cultivation. We will certainly get good terms. Maybe we can enter the Xuantian list.” Bai ling'er said.

”Xuantianbang, what's that thing?” Zhang Xiaojian is very curious.

”You're not local, and no wonder you don't know. Xuantian list is a hero list. The first one is Qingye Zun, and the second is a person named Luohua Suifeng. He is also a member of Qingye sect. However, he has been invisible for many years and does not know whether he is dead or alive. However, it is said that there is still him on the list of Xuantian list, ”Bai linger explained.

Zhang Xiaojian nodded, but also did not put in the heart. Ranking, for him really does not matter, fame and this kind of thing, for him is also a smoke in the sky.

When several people were talking, people outside called for dinner, and several people stopped chatting and went out to eat.

On the way, Gong Hong suddenly remembered one thing and asked, ”why didn't I see Xuanyuan south, the leader of qingjianmen sect?”

Zhang Xiaojian was stunned for a moment, and then did not speak.

Bai ling'er shook his head and said, ”I don't know. Maybe something hasn't come.”

”No, I just heard from people outside that Xuanyuan, the leader of the green sword sect, was killed in a particularly tragic way,” said a disciple next to him.

”Dead. No way, ”Gong Hong and Bai ling'er are stunned, only Zhang Xiaojian has no expression.

Two people at the same time look like Zhang Xiaojian, Zhang Xiaojian smile, did not say anything, but two people's heart has understood seven or eight points.

At night, Zhang Xiaojian and they had already gone to bed early. However, they were standing side by side on the Feilai peak, two hundred miles away from Baili peak.

Their voices sound very familiar. Although their looks have changed, they can tell from their voices that one is blood color and the other is blood color.

The blood color is not other people's, it is the blood color of the red door.

The bloody setting sun is one of the twelve hair care elders of the green leaf sect.

Two people stood quietly in the moonlight, for a long time no one spoke.

”Do you think that boy will come?” Blood color asked.

”It's not clear,” said the bloody Canyang.

”Have you heard from the people who arranged for it?” asked blood.

”Not yet. After all, there are too many people. It is estimated that there will be results soon.” Said the bloody setting sun.

”This son of a bitch, I must kill him myself.” Blood color said.

”This is not necessary, because after entering the thousand sword grottoes, many people will deal with him.” Said the bloody setting sun.

”Who.” Blood color asked.

”The head of Xuantian hall, jiutianjun, should have no problem dealing with him. Besides, there are fire demons and honglianer. At that time, we will enter quietly and kill him will not be a problem,” said bloody Canyang.

The blood color nods, the eyes become bright.

”I hope so.” Blood color finally said.