Chapter 485 (1/2)

On the mountain road to Chaoyang peak, five people are walking slowly. These five people are the commander of Qianji Wei and the four secret guards. Please search (product @ book ￥ net) to see the most complete! Du Xianjin is about 40 years old, not tall, not short, not fat, not thin, plain and ordinary, but his eyes are very bright, like stars.

If he doesn't have these eyes, he is an ordinary person, but these eyes give him a unique and convincing temperament.

Four secret guards, three men and one woman.

Qinglong uses a sword, Xuanwu uses a sword, white tiger uses a fist, and Zhuque uses a throwing knife. Besides, she is a woman.

In qianjiwei, there is a saying that the four secret guards can fight against heaven and man, but no one has seen them. Today, they appear at Chaoyang peak at the same time.

This shocked the martial artists all over the world and made them curious about the one on Chaoyang peak.

The news that 108 peaks of Heifeng mountain have turned into holy land has spread all over the world. Countless sects are gathering experts to come to Heifeng mountain.

Dozens of sects have come in these days.

It's not that no one thinks about Chaoyang peak, but every time they go to Chaoyang peak, the experts always stay there, and even a sect moves with its nest. The sect leader leads more than 30 people to climb the mountain, and the result is still the same

With the cultivation of Du Xianjin and the four secret guards, if they exert lightness skills, they can go up the mountain in half an hour at most. However, they walk like ordinary people.

It took half an hour to get to the top of the mountain.

The gate of Qingfeng stronghold is open. There is a table in front of the gate. Four people are sitting together. There is a copper tripod on the table. The hot oil in the tripod is constantly rolling and the attractive fragrance is constantly flowing out.

Around the Tongding, there are more than ten plates containing vegetables and meat slices. The men and women sitting around the table constantly pick up the meat slices or vegetables that are almost transparent and put them into the Tongding to wash and eat happily.

Du Xianjin stood and smiled at the scene: ”Shen Da is really in a good mood.”

Song Yan picked up a piece of beef roll and put it into the copper tripod to wash, then put it into his mouth and chewed: ”wrong, you are only half right, I had a good time, but I am not so happy when you come!”

”So I have disturbed Shen Da's family?” Du Xianjin is not angry at all. She still has a smile on her face.

Song Yan raised his eyes and looked at Du Xianjin: ”you are so hypocritical. You come to me for trouble, but you have to put on such a polite appearance, which makes people upset!”

”Is it?” Du Xianjin's face fluttered for a moment.

Song inkstone curled his mouth and put a piece of instant boiled beef in his mouth: ”more than that, you can come to the top of the mountain at a faster speed, but you have to go up the mountain like ordinary people. Are you pretending to be forced? Or is it creating psychological pressure for me? So, you are not only hypocritical, but also good at calculation. ”

Du Xianjin's face beat again.

”It seems that all this can't be concealed from Shen Da's way of running the family!”

Song Yan once again said, ”no, it's not that you can't hide from me, but that you've got the wrong person. In the face of absolute strength, all calculations are farts!”

”Shen Da is the master!” Du Xianjin nodded as if she agreed.

”Haha, you are really interesting. I don't get angry with you when I say that. What if I scold you!” Song yanlang laughed, put down his chopsticks, stood up, and then pointed to Du Xianjin, swearing: ”Du Xianjin, you bastard, listen to me, I will start to scold you. You are not handsome, handsome, romantic, or loved by others. Flowers bloom, but they are the best in human scum, the animals in animals. Look, if you look so shabby, don't come out to frighten people. But you run out and hang a silly smile like beating you when anyone sees you. You are a living waste of food and air, a dead waste of coffin land. If I were your father, I would shoot you on the wall that night... ”