Big man

Several other Mongolian men stood up abruptly and stared at Xin Lin viciously, startled and angry.One of the shorter men turned his wrist, and there was already a bright short knife in his hand.

Agula is a famous strongman in the Qianli Prairie. Among the thirteen hussars, he has the most divine power.Unexpectedly, he was knocked down by this timid girl as soon as he came up, and he couldn't stand up for a while.Several companions were naturally shocked and angry.The short man with the dagger seemed to be the most anxious, mumbling a few words in Mongolian that no one could understand, and was about to step forward to make a move.

"Temur!"

A slightly hoarse male voice suddenly sounded in the main hall.

The Mongolian man with the knife stopped immediately, not daring to move.

"If you lose, you lose. The descendants of Genghis Khan, if you win, you must be beautiful, and if you lose, you must be single. What are you doing?"

The man spoke slowly, the voice was not too loud, but it was rumbling like rolling thunder in everyone's ears.The abundance of qi in the middle made several disciples of the Second Grandpa Wen change their colors.Even the steady and deep Brother Wen raised his eyebrows.

With a "squeak", the main hall door opened again, and a burly man and an old man with white beard came out side by side.

"Master!"

"Big brother!"

The people on both sides bowed together.

The big man is about 40 years old, about the same height as the fourth brother He in black, with a bronze face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his eyes are shining brightly. That is, majestic and majestic, people dare not look at them.

Megatron in Inner and Outer Mongolia, and famous in Mobei, the prairie wolf king is really alive and well!

The white-bearded old man who stood side by side with him had an age that was hard to guess.He is dressed in a maroon purple Tang suit, with white beard and hair. If he is said to be 90 years old or even a hundred years old, no one will doubt him. At the same time, his face is rosy, his complexion is smooth, and there are not many wrinkles. It is the same if he is said to be less than 50 years old. Believe it.

The old man kept turning two shiny iron gallbladders in his hands, and the skin on the back of his hands was plump, not like an old man at all.The demeanor is calm and calm, as if he is an expert in the world.

Bortechi's eyes just glanced at Agula, and then fell on Xin Lin's face, showing a slightly surprised look.Apparently he didn't expect that the one who knocked down Agula was actually such a delicate and petite young girl.

"Miss Xin, the white wolf is polite!"

The wolf king cupped his fists, bowed to Xin Lin, and said loudly.

The wolf king could hear the conversation between Xin Lin and the "enemy of ten thousand" Brother Wen very clearly in the main hall.

Xin Lin clasped her fists in return, and said calmly, "I've heard the name of the Wolf King for a long time, so I dare not be it."

White Wolf laughed, and said: "The so-called wolf king is just for fun by friends in the Jianghu. My Mongolian name is Boer Tiechena, and my Chinese name is White Wolf. When I came back to the south, I not only saw Megatron Mr. Wen from Huang Hai is lucky enough to meet a top expert like Miss Xin, so he is really lucky. Miss Xin, we Mongolian men, have a straightforward personality. Agula is ignorant and offended you, so please don't take it wrong, Miss Xin."

"Wolf King, you're being polite. We're just exchanging martial arts. Agula's supernatural power is amazing. I'm just taking advantage of it."

Xin Lin replied, her tone was still calm.

Bai Lang's eyes flashed brightly, and he said, "Miss Xin is too modest, everyone is Mr. Wen's guest today, if there is a chance in the future, Bai Lang would really like to ask Miss Xin for advice in person."

Xin Lin nodded and said calmly: "If there is a chance, I don't mind."

"Okay, Miss Xin is refreshing!"

White Wolf laughed again, clasped his fists together, and then turned to Master Wen Er.

"Old man, thank you for pointing out the maze. If the white wolf is useful in the future, the old man just needs to say a word."

Grandpa Wen Er smiled and bowed his hands to return the gift, and said, "Being able to win the promise of the wolf king's daughter is better than all the rich gifts in the world."

"Haha, the old man praises you. Then don't bother me, White Wolf bids farewell!"

"Please!"

The white wolf bowed his hands again, said goodbye to Brother Wen, and then led a group of tough Mongolian athletes, roaring away.

Although Big Brother Wen is also the old man's disciple, but these years, the old man has actually retired, and the daily affairs of the Wen family are taken care of by Brother Wen, who takes care of the commander in place of the master. The big foundation of the old man will definitely be run by Big Brother Wen to inherit.White Wolf also treated him politely.What's more, Wen Siyuan is called "the enemy of ten thousand people" by people in the Jianghu. When it comes to martial arts, he is also a first-class master.worthy of the gift of the wolf king.

When passing by Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan smiled and nodded.

White Wolf narrowed his eyes slightly, stopped, nodded politely, and then left.

As soon as the Mongolian athletes left, Qingdi Palace suddenly became quiet.

Wen Siyuan cupped his fists at Xin Lin and said, "Miss Xin, Wen Siyuan would like to ask you a few tricks."

As he said that, he took a step forward, his feet were uneven and shoulder-level, and when he looked at Xin Lin, he suddenly felt a sense of awe and determination.With this momentum alone, Fourth Brother He is far behind.

"The Enemy of Ten Thousand People" is indeed not in vain.

Xin Lin knocked down Agula with one move, Wen Siyuan was secretly surprised, thinking to himself that he was not sure of victory.But this is Mount Tai, and the old Wen family took root in the Yellow Sea, and they are local snakes.Now being bullied to come to the door, in front of a group of Mongolians, not to mention the fourth junior brother, but also pointing out that He Laosi is not good at learning, this face is no matter what he can't afford to lose.

The white wolf was in a hurry to leave, probably because he felt that he stayed in the Qingdi Palace, and the Wen family would not be able to handle this matter.

We are both giants in the rivers and lakes, and everyone knows the rules.

Xin Lin smiled faintly and said, "Brother Wen, we don't have to compete."

"Why, Miss Xin looks down on me, Wen Siyuan?"

Brother Wen narrowed his eyes and asked coldly.

Cinlin smiled without saying a word.

"Siyuan, step back."

Grandpa Wen Er suddenly spoke.

Wen Siyuan was taken aback for a moment, not knowing what Master meant, but he didn't dare to disobey Master's order, he bowed in agreement, took two steps back, and stood beside Master Wen Er.

Master Wen Er's eyes only glanced at Xin Lin's face, and then passed directly over to Xiao Fan's face, his expression became extremely dignified, and his snow-white eyebrows trembled slightly.

Several disciples also followed the master's gaze, all showing astonishment.

Could it be that this young man, whose face was as pale as snow and who looked sickly, is actually a character?

Xiao Fan smiled lightly, walked forward slowly, came to Xin Lin's side, met the eyes of the Second Grandpa Wen, clasped his fists in both hands, bowed in salute, and said softly: "Second senior brother, little brother Xiao Fan!"

On the left middle finger, the "Creation Ring" is green and shining with a soft luster.

Grandpa Wen Er's eyebrows jumped, and he said in a deep voice: "Little brother, is it Master, an old man..."

Xiao Fan quickly shook his head and said, "Second Senior Brother, Master is very good. A few years ago he was out traveling, so he must be fine and safe."

Grandpa Wen Er let out a long sigh of relief, and his expression immediately relaxed.

Wen Siyuan and the others were all stunned, their mouths opened wide and they couldn't close them.

This, this... is this their uncle?

This young man who looks at least ten years younger than the sixth child is the master's junior brother, their junior uncle?

But where to start!

Master Wen Er's eyes swept Xiao Fan's face again, his brows furrowed again, and he said, "Junior Brother, it's windy outside, please come in to drink tea in the hall. Siyuan, come with me. You guys, Stay here, without my order, no one is allowed to come in and disturb!"

"Yes, Master!"

Several disciples immediately bowed and agreed.

"Little brother, please!"

Grandpa Wen Er stepped aside and stretched out his hand to extend the guest, with a serious expression on his face.

"Thank you second senior brother, senior brother please!"

Xiao Fan said politely.

Grandpa Wen Er nodded, but insisted that Xiao Fan enter the hall first, and only followed after Xiao Fan entered the main hall.

Several disciples looked a little dazed again.

Even if this is a "little uncle", but the master is five or sixty years older than him, in terms of age alone, he can be regarded as a "grandfather", so the master should not be so polite.But this "little uncle" is not humble at all.

All the disciples know that Master's rules have always been very strict.

Today's matter is really weird.

The main hall of Qingdi Palace enshrines the statue of Emperor Taihao Fuxi, who sits facing east and looks solemn.

Xiao Fan walked slowly to the statue of Emperor Qing, shook his sleeves, clasped his fists above his head, and gave a deep bow.Emperor Taihao Fuxi created gossip, one of the ancestral gods of the Taoist lineage, Xiao Fan did not dare to be rude.

Xin Lin, Second Grandpa Wen, and Wen Siyuan all accompanied and bowed in salute.

When Xiao Fan stood up straight, the Second Elder Wen handed over the iron gallbladder in his hand to Wen Siyuan, who was also full of sleeves. With a solemn expression, he clasped his fists above his head, bowed to Xiao Fan, and said in a loud voice: "No limit to Wuji Gate!" .60 Wen Tian, ​​disciple of the fourth generation, see Master Zhangjiao!"

Xiao Fan accepted the gift calmly.

When Second Grandpa Wen straightened up, Xiao Fan clasped his fists in return and said, "Junior Brother Xiao Fan, I have met Second Senior Brother."

Wen Tianxing just now is the gift of seeing the head teacher, Xiao Fan, as the real person of the No. 60 fourth generation head teacher of the Wuji Sect, naturally can bear this etiquette.Waiting for Grandpa Wen Er to pass by and see the big ceremony, then the brothers and sisters will greet each other.

Grandpa Wen Er waved his hand, turned around and said to Wen Siyuan: "Siyuan, come up to see the master teacher uncle!"

Wen Siyuan quickly put down Tie Dan, stepped forward and bowed deeply, and said respectfully: "Disciple Wen Siyuan, see Master Master."

Grandpa Wen Er gave a soft "hum", quite displeased.

Wen Siyuan blushed, knowing that Master was blaming him.He is a junior, see the uncle in charge of the teacher, and he should kneel down and do obeisance.It's just that Xiao Fan is so young, more than twenty years younger than himself, and it's the first time we meet, Wen Siyuan can't bear to bow down to this ritual.

Besides, times have changed after all.

But the master blamed him, Wen Siyuan didn't dare to hesitate any longer, bent his knees, and was about to kneel down to pay homage.

"Siyuan, you don't have to be polite, we are all a family, so there is no need to pay attention to these trivial etiquette."

Xiao Fan smiled slightly, and reached out to support Wen Siyuan's arm.

A gentle force surged out, and Wen Siyuan couldn't kneel down immediately, and straightened up following the force, feeling terrified in his heart.

Wen Siyuan is very familiar with this strength, it is clearly the authentic inheritance of the Wuji Sect, with awe-inspiring righteousness.

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