Cultivator In Martial God World

Chen Pingzhi didn’t notice the cold glow in Yang Xuan’s eyes. Hearing this eyes were full of admiration and said: "It is Yuan Xinqiu Yuan Old Senior of Yuan Family."

"Yuan Xinqiu?" Yang Xuan put down the barbecue in his hand, narrowed his eyes, and muttered to himself.

Chen Pingzhi sighed: "Yes, Yuan Xinqiu Old Senior has profound knowledge on Divine Prediction. He can calculate the opening time and location of Forgotten Land in advance and announce it. This kind of mind, It's really a role model for my generation."

He couldn't help sighing, but he didn't notice that a faint killing intent appeared in Yang Xuan's eyes.

He didn't expect that there are people in this world who can calculate the time and location of the opening of Forgotten Land. Although it is not accurate, it is enough.

This can be seen from the gathering of a large number of Martial Artists here.

Actually, the place where Forgotten Land opened is right next to the lake. To be more precise, it’s not far from where the people of Di Huazong are standing now. Take a few steps. Will be there.

It is already extremely rare for Yuan Xinqiu to be able to accurately place the location within a hundred miles.

Yang Xuan can already imagine that when the entrance of Forgotten Land appears, I don’t know how many Martial Artists will rush over.

But how could Yang Xuan allow this to happen?

From the moment Yang Family entered Forgotten Land, Forgotten Land was branded as Yang Family by him. How could others be allowed to enter?

Yuan Xinqiu?

At this moment, murderous intention surged in Yang Xuan's heart!

At this moment, the red clothed woman suddenly asked, "I don't know if you ever married Zhang Fan?"

As soon as this is said, don't say Yang Xuan Now, even the other people in Dihua Zong were stunned, their eyes all fell on the face of the red clothed woman.

The red clothed woman's face turned red after a sigh, and she realized that her question was endless and it was very easy to cause misunderstandings.

"Aiya, it's not me, it's my younger sister, my younger sister!" She explained quickly.

Everyone showed a stunned color, and one of them said with a smile: "Sister Hong, I thought it was you who touched your heart and fell in love with Brother Zhang."

"I'll kill you with a broken mouth!" The red clothed woman took a sip, eager to fight.

The man jumped away quickly, apologizing.

The crowd settled down after a while, but Yang Xuan looked at a loss.

Chen Pingzhi laughed and explained: “Brother Zhang didn’t know. My Junior Sister’s name is Yu Hongmei. Her lay family also has a younger sister. The Martial Arts Groom Choosing Competition will be held soon. That’s why I asked abruptly, until Brother Zhang laughed."

Yang Xuan then it became clear, after he didn’t know whether to cry or laugh, he touched his face, secretly said in one's heart next time is it a little bit uglier.

Chen Pingzhi continued to explain: "Junior Sister Yu's family is also the Martial Dao family. If Brother Zhang is interested, you might as well take a look when the time comes."

Yu Hongmei He glared at Chen Ping and opened his mouth and said: "What is Senior Brother, and what is it? Only when I am interested, I said that my younger sister seems to be unable to get married."

Chen Pingzhi only discovered this. He said something wrong and quickly apologized.

Yu Hongmei spared him and said to Yang Xuan: "I am just such a younger sister. I naturally hope that he can find a Ruyi Langjun. I just remembered it, so I just said it casually. Ask, don't care about it."

Yang Xuan nodded, said nothing.

After such a fight, the few people and Yang Xuan became acquainted with each other. They were no longer cautious, and seemed happy.

Yang Xuan smiled, feeling the harmony between them, and sighed in his heart.

None of these people are wicked people, and they have very good relationships with each other. They are not biological brothers, they are better than biological brothers.

Yang Xuan has never felt this kind of atmosphere.

Looking back on his footsteps, along the way, he was accompanied by blood and death, rarely such warmth.

If possible, why would Yang Xuan want to kill like this? He would rather be ordinary, but live this life warmly, nothing more.

But he has no choice!

Sometimes, apart from killing, he really has no choice. The so-called when in the world, one cannot move freely, he has already deeply understood this sentence at this time.

At night, Yang Xuan did not leave, so he stayed here.

These people are not so much to go out for experience, but to go out for a picnic. After a whole day of work, Yang Xuan did not see them hunting for Spirit Beast or picking medicine ingredient. Sitting around the fire, eating and drinking merrily by the lake.

Even now, there are still people dancing.

Yu Hongmei is dancing. It is a dance that Yang Xuan has never seen before, but has an indescribable sense of lithe and gracefulness.

Other people either high-five, or sing aloud, and even have a bonfire party by the lake.

Yang Xuan sat aside, watching Yu Hongmei singing and dancing there, but she couldn't blend into this atmosphere.

Although he is not very old, he may not be able to compare with some Old Guy in the two lives combined, but in terms of mentality, he has gone through vicissitudes of life and practiced for a long time.

So, he also just watched and smiled, but there was a hint of envy in a place in his heart that he didn't want to admit.

As he sighed, Chen Pingzhi leaned in and handed him a wine pouch.

"Drink!" Chen Pingzhi didn't have much language, just two words.

Yang Xuan is also welcome, taking a sip of the wine pouch.

A pungent flame ran down the esophagus, and his heart suddenly burned.

Chen Pingzhi saw that he was bold, haha ​​smiled, and took out another wine pouch and drank.

"This wine is called Xueli Shao. When poured in the snow, even the snow can melt. It is a strong wine." After a sip, Chen Pingzhi said.

"It's good wine!" Yang Xuan said with a smile.

For some reason, he thought of Zui Yuelu.

Zuiyuelu belongs to the kind of relatively light wine, like a pretty daughter in a humble family, with a long aftertaste, and burning in the snow, like a child of a river and lake, with extremely strong temperament, it really needs to be divided into two parts. , But it's hard to say.

"Brother Zhang, wait for this to happen, I hope Brother Zhang will go to our place, Huazong and his party, when the time comes, I will sweep the couch and wait." Chen Pingzhi smiled.

Yang Xuan also smiled and said: "Okay, if nothing else, I will go."

Chen Pingzhi is very happy to befriend a Martial from Five Qi Realm Artist, for him, is also a reward.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came over.

"Who is singing and dancing, I said, it turned out to be the Red Lady of Didi Huazong."

With this voice, the entire group walked out of the dark.

The leader is a youngster, and his appearance is not bad, but there is a kind of evil rays of light in his eyes, and he knows that he is not a good person at first glance.

Behind him are seven or eight Martial Artists, young and old, with uniform costumes. It can be seen that they are from the same Sect.

Yu Hongmei’s dance stopped, her face turned cold.

Yang Xuan found that Chen Pingzhi’s face had become ugly and full of fear.

He seems to know these people.

The youngster with evil eyes also saw Chen Pingzhi, and the corners of his mouth were filled with snered: "Yeah, isn't this Chen Pingzhi? Why? Drinking wine and watching the dancing, a good little life."

Yu Hongmei and several others heard this, and their eyes were angry.

Chen Pingzhi put down the wine bag and stood up coldly said: "Luze, what do you mean?"

The youngster Luze snered with evil eyes: "It's meaningless, you are here I’m singing and dancing here, and it’s noisy for me to rest. That’s what it means."

"Absurd, in such a big place, you have to say that we quarreled you, it’s arrogant." A dísciple of Dihuazong was not angry. road.

Chen Pingzhi's secretly thought was bad, but he wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Sure enough, there was a killing intent in Lu Ze's eyes, and his gaze fell on the dísciple, coldly said: "I talked to Chen Pingzhi, where is there a place for you to talk, courting death?"

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The words were not over, a raised hand behind Lu Ze, an azure light cut through the darkness, and shot directly.