Swallow God Supreme

True biography is also called 'black belt'.

Therefore, in any family of a sect, whether it is Taoist robes or holy clothes, black is not something that can be worn casually.

On the opponent's chest, Qin Chen saw the badge of a second-class hero, which showed that Xu Zhisui had also achieved second-class combat exploits on the battlefield.

"Cousin, he is Su Jingchen."

Bai Qiu mentioned something next to Xu Zhisui.

Xu Zhisui looked towards Qin Chen, paused for a moment, his expression did not change, but nodded slightly to Qin Chen.

Qin Chen immediately cupped his hands and saluted: "Xu Zhenchuan."

Until Xu Zhisui walked to the other side, Chen Xiaoxi calmly said excitedly: "Leader, even some green belts rarely get Xu Zhenchuan's attention."

Qin Chen's eyes suddenly turned to the other side.

"Alliance."

"Zhu Zhenchuan."

Zhu Hong's arrival caused a greater sensation than Xu Zhisui.

Many members of the Hongmeng were afraid that others would not know that they were members of the Hongmeng, and their voices were loud.

Zhu Hong was followed by the two deputy leaders of the Hongmeng.

One of the deputy leaders pointed to Qin Chen's position.

Zhu Hong's eyes immediately swept over.

"hiss!"

Chen Xiaoxi, who was standing next to Qin Chen, was suddenly out of breath, sweating profusely, his face was pale, and his legs were trembling.

Even though, Zhu Hong's eyes were not looking at him.

But he has an illusion that he is overwhelmed by the pressure of ten thousand people.

He turned his head with difficulty to look at the leader next to him.

It turned out that the leader's face was as usual, and more than that, a pair of eyes faced the difficulties, and looked at Zhu Hong.

Chen Xiaoxi's heart couldn't help trembling.

"interesting."

Zhu Hong didn't expect that this Su Jingchen would not only avoid his eyes, but dare to look at her.

You know how powerful he is.

The elders of the third-rank sects like Zidian City may not be his vermilion.

With his level of cultivation, a look in his eyes could truly kill someone.

Zhu Hong retracted her eyes.

Not everyone is a nocturnal cloud.

A Taoist Emperor with a blue belt, Zhu Hong didn't feel that she should pay too much attention to the other party.

"Alliance."

Zou Yuwen and Chen Zhifei came to Zhu Hong.

Zhu Hong frowned: "Where's Wan Ping?"

After returning to the mountain, he has been retreating in seclusion, and he doesn't know what happened yesterday.

"vomit."

Zou Yuwen was about to vomit when she opened her mouth, and now she feels nauseous whenever she hears the name 'Wanping'.

Chen Zhifei explained: "He had an accident, so he probably won't be able to come today."

It would be strange if it came!
Leaving aside what happened yesterday, Wan Ping needs to digest it well. Just because of the injury on his body, he can't even think about fully recovering within a week and a half.

He was hurt both mentally and physically!
"what happened to you?"

Zhu Hong frowned and looked at Zou Yuwen.

Zou Yuwen tried to stay calm and said, "I'm fine."

She really couldn't explain it to Zhu Hong.

"What happened?" Zhu Hong asked.

A deputy leader next to him immediately started talking.

This also included Su Jingchen beating Feixing Peak all over.

After listening, Zhu Hong stared at Su Jingchen again, feeling slightly surprised.

"Leader, don't worry, we're both in good spirits today." Chen Zhifei said.

There was sweat on his brow as he spoke.

pressure!

Even if Zhu Hong didn't pay much attention to Su Jingchen, since this matter fell on them and they didn't handle it well, Zhu Hong would never treat them kindly.

What's more, something happened.

"Alliance."

At this time, Dai Yutong actually came up to meet him. Although he was smiling, the smile was visibly stiff.

Zhu Hong glanced at him and walked past without saying a word.

Dai Yutong froze in place, looking ugly.

After all, he was one of Zhu Hong's subordinates before, so he knew Zhu Hong's style.

Saying nothing is the scariest thing.

Dai Yutong originally wanted to catch up with Zhu Hong, but the two deputy leaders directly stopped Dai Yutong, and stared at Dai Yutong coldly with a warning.

"Cousin, do you want to help Su Jingchen?"

Bai Qiu looked at Zhu Hong and looked at Su Jingchen twice, and she, being kind and righteous, couldn't help but speak to Xu Zhisui.

Xu Zhisui shook his head: "When I first entered Maoshan, no one helped me. I should take responsibility for what I did. If I can't afford it, then don't do it."

Bai Qiu said: "But it's Zhu Hong after all."

Xu Zhisui glanced at Bai Qiu: "Do you like him?"

"how is this possible!"

Bai Qiu reacted greatly, shaking his head like a rattle: "Brother, your joke is not funny at all."

"Then it's not worth my help." Xu Zhisui said.

Bai Qiu was helpless.

At this time, Chen Zhifei and Zou Yuwen walked to Qin Chen's side, one left and one right, like two walls, sandwiching Qin Chen in the middle.

The atmosphere suddenly became unstable.

Qin Chen glanced at Chen Zhifei and the two, and said to the Yuanmeng members, "Stay away from me later."

"The ally..."

Chen Xiaoxi hesitated.

Qin Chen calmly said, "Don't worry about me."

Chen Zhifei said in a low voice: "Su Jingchen, if you kneel down and beg us for mercy now, you can still cross the sea of ​​suffering safely, otherwise, I guarantee you will regret it."

Qin Chen glanced at him: "There are many people who want to deal with me, but they are the ones who regret it, not me."

Chen Zhifei sneered: "Overthinking one's abilities."

He and Zou Yuwen have made up their minds.

Even if this opportunity to cross the sea of ​​suffering is wasted, Su Jingchen will lose face in front of all Maoshan disciples.

"Is Hongmeng finally going to attack Su Jingchen?"

Seeing this scene, many members of the Red League secretly rejoiced, there must be a good show today.

In Zhu Hong, after the arrival of Xu Zhisui, another true disciple arrived.

Six true biography, to three.

There are more than 1 disciples with purple belts, blue belts, and white belts, surrounded by the edge of the sea of ​​bitterness.

"children."

A voice came, pulling Qin Chen back to when he first came to Yujie. When he was rejected by the Four Seasons Sect and the Sword Saint Mansion one after another, and was even hanged by the murderous hands of Yu Zongyi, the elder of the Sword Saint Mansion. The elder who saved three lives of himself.

The head of Qingliu, with his hands behind his back, is dressed in commoner clothes, smiling and kind.

He regards every Maoshan disciple as his own child, usually referred to as 'children'.

Next to him was an old man with messy hair, a big face and a thick neck, his eyes seemed to be born with anger, and he could tell he was a grumpy person at a glance.

"The first seat of the Qingliu, the first seat of the Lion King."

All Maoshan disciples bowed slightly to salute.

Among them, the head of Qingliu's eyes was still staring at Qin Chen, and others might not be aware of it.

The first lion king stepped forward and patted Zhu Hong on the shoulder: "Not bad."

Zhu Hong said proudly: "I hope that one day I can win the first-class heroic exploits and make Maoshan famous for thousands of miles, and I will live up to Maoshan's teachings to me."

"Good boy."

The first lion king laughed, although he knew that first-class military exploits were as difficult as reaching the sky, but he was very happy when he heard this.

"Let's open the sea of ​​bitterness."

The first seat of the Qingliu looked at the first seat of the Lion King.