...They moved out of Yun Zhongjun, clearly pushing Rong Jun out to speak!

When Chang Boning heard this, he stood up, as he was named, and was in a state of tolerance.

Everyone present was excited.

The flag "Feng Ruju" is really useful for Duan Rongjun...

Before those happy people could be glad, Duanrong Jun turned to them first: "There are too many people."

The sect leader: “???”

Chang Boning: "Have I posted so many posts in the world?"

The crowd who had just spoken upright was confused by the words Chang Boning first slapped him in the face. After a while, a voice that was weaker than just now was defending him: "Duanrong Jun has spoken a lot, maybe he can't remember it."

Chang Boning is innocent in nature, but he has a unique spirit of admitting his truth: "The world's posts, one person, have I posted three thousand copies?"

Silently: "..."

Chang Boning said: "If you don't have a post, you will withdraw ten miles away. If you do this, I can't speak well with the 30th General."

"Duanrongjun, you're so fond of your words." Xuanji Jun Liu Yu walked forward with a black umbrella in his hand, and a sharp-tongued slight slight came in handy again. "Tang Swordsman is the one who is punished by the whole world. Although I, Changyoumen, have never been harmed, I have also upheld justice and have the responsibility to make accusations of vindication and washing snow for all fellow Taoists. Otherwise, where is the dignity of the Taoist sect?"

Chang Boning looked at him directly: "Chang remembers that Master Liu is not among the invitations."

Faced with such a briefing, Liu Yu remained calm and said with a bright tongue: "Forgive Liu: This is a matter of the world, not your family matter of Fengling Mountain. For the Tang swordsmen and the demonic people who shelter the Tang swordsmen, everyone in the world can attack and attack them!"

After saying that, he shook his sleeves, a natural and righteous face, and a pair of fearless eyes, which made a sense of indomitable desire to rush to the bullfight: "We are here for justice, please don't go through my personal relationship!"

After a few words, I chose the small Taoist sects who had come to fight the Bushimen after hearing the news and wanted to get a share of the pie. They completely forgot their true intentions before a fierce speech.

Surrounding around with satisfaction, Liu Yu felt happy and turned to Chang Boning and said, "Sorry, Duanrong Jun, it was Liu who said too much. Since Duanrong Jun is here and wants to check Tang swordsmen, he will never be favored, but that's the case?"

He curled the sharpness of the words three points, but the needle was still hidden in the cotton, and the needle tip was used to temper the poison.

Chang Boning stopped answering his words and looked up at the 34th on the stage without a teacher: "The 30th Commander."

Thirty-four, who had been watching the show for a long time, regretted that there was no melon seeds and a pot of old wine. He was suddenly named, but he was still a little unsatisfied.

He tilted the umbrella surface slightly, shook the mist on the umbrella surface, and said leisurely: "You want me to prove that Tang Daoke is a disciple of the world. Even if I take out the 'lingxi' and the list of people and give them to you to check one by one, will you really believe it?"

Chang Boning: "I believe it."

Thirty-four raised his finger and pointed around: "What about these people?"

Chang Boning picked up his fingertips and saw a bright red petal spiraling up. The beautiful light occupied half of the world in an instant, forming a long flower curtain, intercepting the unresponsive doors outside.

The petals are covered with rain, and they are beautiful and magnificent. However, when the sound of swords and swords are heard in the curtains, whoever dares to take a step forward easily will be stolen into meat sauce.

Chang Boning said calmly: "Chang Boning refused, no one can take a step here."

Seeing that Chang Boning was stubborn, Liu Yu sneered and said, "Mr. Duanrong, I guess he doesn't care about Feng Daojun who died unjustly!"

Hearing that "unjust death" was associated with "Feng Daojun", Chang Boning felt a severe pain in his heart and a faint sweetness in his throat.

...He couldn't listen to this.

...He really couldn't listen to this.

Liu Yu kept saying a word of heart: "Feng Daojun was cut by more than a hundred swords to protect the new Taoist sects of various families. It may even be that he fell into the devil's way. Later, he was plotted by this swordsman in Tang. How pitiful?! Duanrong Jun Gu Nian's friendship with the devil surnamed San is understandable, but this investigation will inevitably lead to omissions! If these monsters are worthy of their conscience, let them open the mountain gate and check one by one, and hide their heads and tails like this, who knows whether they are in a mess and intentionally shelter them?!"

A hint of scarlet flashed from the corners of Chang Boning's eyes.

When they forced the mountain to siege and siege, they kept saying that they were voluntarily and Fengling covered up their siege.

Now they are going to besiege the Bushimen, and as usual, they will be wronged again?!

In the past two years, Chang Boning has dug up many carbuncles, dirt, pus and pus.

People's hearts are evil, but they still don't see them as usual.

But he had enough.

Seeing Chang Boning's fingertips tremble slightly, as if he looked around, he saw a flower curtain close to Liu Yu's throat and his expression changed, and he clenched his wrist.

Chang Boning's eyes were red: "...Let go."

"Duanrongjun." Ruyi knew that he was a person Feng Rugu cherished, so he did not allow him to be angry for a moment and embarked on the road of no return. "If you want to kill him, I have a hundred ways. It can't be now. It can't be you."

When Ruyi persuaded Chang Boning, Han Jing, next to Wushitai, happened to be standing in a place that Chang Boning could not see.

He stroked the red gauze on his face with his fingers, and saw the faces of all living beings below the stage, and closed his eyes slightly.

...It's time to end.

He was about to step forward, suddenly, the Thirty-four on the Wushi stage seemed to sense something, smiled very lightly, took a step back, and squeezed him down.

Han Jing: “…?”

"Everyone." The Thirty-Four Clears One's throat, but he didn't realize any serious accent. He was still a sloppy man. "I can't make the decision on everything in the sect. I have never been the master of this world's sect, but just supervised him. The master of the sect is the real master."

As soon as these words were said, the Taoist sects immediately found a reason to launch an attack.

"Everyone knows that Lin Xuejing, the leader of the Bushi Sect, doesn't care about the matter at all!"

"Where is he? Could it be in the horizon?"

"Yes! You let him come! Let him come immediately! If he can appear now, I will listen to him!"

Liu Yu had no idea that Chang Boning had been so angry that he wanted to kill someone, so he could still wave his hand calmly and stop the noise of the crowd.

He leisurely supported the long sword on his waist and said, "Master Ruo San insisted on delaying time, so we had to start a war."

Han Jing frowned:...I can't wait. If you wait any longer, you will only miss the opportunity.

He was about to step out of the crowd again, but after walking for half a step, he suddenly heard a joking voice from the clouds and sky.

“It’s so lively here.”

Han Jing was stunned.

He thought he had heard it wrong.

But when he saw Ruyi and Chang Boning's as pale as shocked face, he and thousands of people present turned his eyes to the young man who slowly fell from the clouds and still had silky clouds left.

Ru kept looking at the clouds, the dazzling Ausho-Shooting Immortal.

The rain wet his eyelashes, and he couldn't see his face clearly, only a halo on his side and the clothes.

...This outfit is like what I have seen before.

In his Buddhist temple, Feng Ruyuan was immersed in water every day. After making the budding water lilies for a period of time, he developed in a new direction.

One day, Ruyi returned to the courtyard and saw Feng Rugu dragging out all the monk's robes in his wardrobe with his left hand and scissors with his right hand, covering the bed, pieced together, trimming and cutting out the rag heads on the floor.

For example: "…Entertainment Father, what are you doing?"

"Have you read "The Postscript of the Gods"?" Feng Rugu rarely spoke to express his identity, "I am the snail girl."

“…That’s the snail girl.”

"Is that true?" Feng Rugu tilted his head and thought, and continued to lower his head to cut Ruyi's clothes.

Ru sighed and sat beside him, holding one of his hands, guiding him: "The adoptive father, this is how he sewed..."

The disaster caused him three monk robes, and he cut them into a cloak. Feng Rugu, a set of Liuyun robes, soon discovered that it was too tiring to be a snail girl, so he decided to give up. The next day, he rubbed against the wall and made a bunch of ivy that only needed sunshine and hugs.

...This outfit is really suitable when worn on him now.

Chang Boningchi looked at the man in the middle of the Wushitai, wearing clothes: "Like..."

Seeing that he was about to step into the curtain in front of him, Sang Luojiu, who was also very shocked, stopped him in time, and even Luo Fuchun, who was shaking all over, could not control him.

Chang Boning stubbornly looked up at his figure, his lips and teeth moved slightly: "...so..."

Looking at the familiar back, Han Jing took a step back and then.

...Is this possible?

How is this possible?!

If so, then everything he does-

What is it for?

Countless scenes flashed in front of Han Jing's eyes.

On the edge of Jianchuan, when he heard that he wanted to bring the same thing to the Bushimen, Sansi's expression was strange.

Then he patted his shoulder and laughed: "What are you thinking about? He did a good job as an immortal in Fengling, how could he not come to the world?"

Has his reaction been excessive?

Is that funny thing about my words?

On Qingyang Mountain, he was injured by the Tasha Sword Technique and was caught by Sansi. After some defense, he dispelled his suspicion of himself and informed Feng Rugu about the demonic energy he was carrying.

But at that time, Han Jing had a little doubt about San Si's attitude, but it was difficult to tell what was wrong.

Now that I think of it, Han Jing suddenly realized:

As Feng Rugu's elder, Thirty-four has a reckless personality and has always cared for the younger generation. In that case, they did not have too much concern about Feng Rugu's carrying the demonic energy, and even did not pursue the truth!

If you think about it from the root, why would a person like Sansi quickly accept a member of Hehuan Sect whom he had never met before and devote himself to him?
To be continued...