C99

Song Shaojie said, "What's the difference? Are you really not a man?!"

Zhu Chi was speechless. He got up and pushed him back into his seat. With this push, he felt Song Shaojie's body was soft and boneless. Song Shaojie trembled as he sat back down in his chair. In order to prevent him from speaking any more nonsense, Zhu Ci passed food to him in hopes of silencing him. He also hoped that the other disciples at the side would not misunderstand. That Zhi Ming glanced at the side and took a serious look. All of the disciples of the older generation were looking over. Their mouths were drooling and their faces were like those of a pig. Of course, their line of sight was not on Zhu Chi, but on Song Shaojie's beautiful face. He thought only the young people in the future would be able to develop early, but he didn't expect that these ancient boys would be able to do the same. In fact, everyone has a love of beauty. Regardless of age, a scientific experiment in the United States has proved that human beings have formed a certain degree of aesthetics in their infancy.

Zhu Chi was even more speechless. Don't they know that this Song Shaojie is a boy? Just look at him.

Of course, Song Shaojie was unwilling. Before Zhu Ci could finish his meal, Song Shaojie, who had just finished his meal, folded his fan and was about to find that little bastard who dared to bully Zhu Ci.

Zhu Ci looked up at the sky. It was already the tenth day of the year. To the ancients, it was already too late. He thought to himself: Brother, how old are you to call someone a little bastard, and put your arms around his waist to stop him from eating with me, but you won't let him go.

Song Shaojie hugged his waist as his body stiffened. He was in no hurry to find someone else to settle the score, sit down, and wait for him to finish eating.

Zhu Ci had been chatting with Song Shaojie to prevent him from settling his debts and taking out the snacks he had brought with him from the hidden location of the Heavenly Valve Army. Speaking of these cakes, it was originally Chen Ziwen who had been playing around in the streets when he was in the Xiamen Military District, when he had nothing better to do, because the Tianyun Chamber of Commerce opened its doors for business, its prosperity was not inferior to that of Beijing, where there were many different kinds of bait, sweets, and food in the streets. As a result, he brought a lot of them with him when he came to Danxia, and placed all kinds of snacks in the office of the temporary contact point. Of course, I'm not being polite. I packed my bag and brought it up the mountain. I brought some when I wanted to take a subjective interest in Zen. At this time, he opened the green bean cake, pea yellow, lotus flower, honey and shared with him. Although most of them were crushed when they fell down today, when they were mixed together like this, there was actually another round of delicious food. Song Shaojie didn't say goodbye to him until midnight. "Oh right, Brother Yu, don't worry. That little bastard won't be happy until tomorrow night!" Song Shaojie was reluctant to part with him.

Zhu Chi said, "Jiedi, let's not talk about it! He didn't do anything to me anyway! "

Song Shaojie did not say anything, on the contrary, he said: "Today, I heard a few words from Brother Yu before I realized how limited my knowledge is!" Song Shaojie definitely wouldn't let that little bastard who bullied Zhu Ci Yu get away with it. Zhu Ci might not care, but he believed that Song Shaojie must help him get back at him.

"Zhu Ci and Song Shaojie split up in the monastery. To think that Song Shaojie didn't live in a dormitory on the mountainside. Zhu Ci is also a wonder, disciples of other sects can't live in this dormitory on the mountain."

Of course, Zhu Ci didn't ask too much about it. Everyone has their own secrets and descends the mountain by themselves. Just as I walked a few steps, I knew there were people behind me.

"Yes, sir," said Judith from a distance, and three men followed. They jogged to the front of Zhu Ci, who was a young boy from his generation. Walking down the mountain with him, Zhu Ci felt a little strange in his heart. Normally, they rarely got so close to him, so he had to call them 'Martial Uncle' out of politeness. One of the three, Hong Yuan, said, "You were in the dining room just now.

Zhu Ci replied in a strange tone, "That guy looks like a demon. He's a friend that I've known for a while. I heard him call his name Song Shaojie, but unfortunately, he's a boy."

Hong Shang, who was walking at the back, said, "I want a man too, how beautiful!" Right in the middle of Zhu Ci's nauseous state.

Hong Qing used his knuckles to knock on a jujube core that Hong Shang had exploded. Hong Yuan was the first to react and was shocked, "Song Shaojie? The one on the Broken Army Peak! "

Hong Shang scratched his head in pain and asked in surprise, "What's wrong, fifth senior brother?"

Hong Qing said, "What, I forgot. At the disciple recruitment event in the Lingyan Hall, he was ranked number two in the inner force test."

Hong Yuan nodded his head and said, "That person is the sole grandson of the leader of Broken Armies Peak, Elder Song Lian. I've heard that he is our year's A Rank disciple, but none of the A Rank disciples have seen him before. They had long since heard that he was extremely beautiful, and when they met for the first time, it was enough to stun everyone. It is indeed true that we have met today. "

Hong Qing added, "But I heard that he is talented, has good memory, is well-informed, and has an extremely proud and aloof personality. Furthermore, he is very favored by the Broken War Peak, and even the Sect Leader's son, Yang Gintian, is trying his best to befriend him. How come he is walking together with you?"

Zhu Ci was surprised that his friend had such a background. For a moment, she was unable to speak. Then, she heard Yang Qingtian's name: Ginkou, isn't that the child who was at the bottom of the waterfall last night?

Hong Yuan continued, "This time, I heard from my juniors in the other mountains that in terms of cultivation speed and depth, this Song Shaojie was in no way inferior to Liu Chengfeng! In a short period of time, you have already cultivated the fourth stage of the Mysterious Technique. It's only because he was already set in his heart that he did not become a member of the younger generation. Otherwise, he and his father would already be fellow disciples. "

Everyone laughed when they heard this. Seeing that everyone was happy, Zhu Ci took out the snacks to eat with everyone else. Although the three of them found their martial arts to be lacking, they had a good relationship with each other. The four of them did not have any conflicts, and were still children, so the estrangement in their hearts disappeared.

The next day, when Song Shaojie was asking about the time between classes in the morning, he pulled Zhu Ci along to a corner temple courtyard on the mountain. After finding a numbered door, Zhu Chi Qi said, "Jiedi, what did you pull me here for? Is this where you live? "

Song Shaojie folded his fan and said, "This young master doesn't live in a country where there are too many people to talk about." After saying that, he did not speak any further. He took out an item and smeared it on his beautiful face a few times. It actually turned into a flowery face, concealing his beauty. After that, it was done. Using the handle of the fan to make a ruler, he lightly tapped on Zhu Ci's shoulder to get him to back away from the door. He moved back until he was five meters away from the door, then raised both hands and took a deep breath.

The people in the room were obviously caught off guard and were shocked by the sudden turn of events. A loud and clear voice cried out in forgiveness, "Which blind little bastard ate the heart of a bear? How dare he come here to find fault …" The voice suddenly stopped.

No matter how much he thought about it, he would never have imagined that the ones who would dare to kick open his door like this were two kids not even nine years old.

It was a man who had hung and beaten him in his dreams. No matter how much he thought about it, he would never have thought that this good-for-nothing would dare to come knocking on his door. As for the other one, his face couldn't be seen clearly. Although he was the king among idiots and had bullied countless children, he still had some imprints on him. But it was obvious that he didn't know this. He didn't know it. Fine, then don't blame him for crippling her.

He picked up a wooden stick next to the bed and constantly tapped it lightly on the palm of his hand. Regarding the meat bag that was sent up, he was obviously not in a hurry. He had to slowly torture these two brats who did not know their limits.

Song Shaojie was someone not to be trifled with, and he coldly said to Insanity who was sitting beside the bed, "Are you the one that bullied this young master's man yesterday? Seeing your face on the street, I felt that your parents must have not been serious when they made you, that's why they made you a son of a bitch. If you knew it would turn out like this, your mom would have let us two brothers fight you. As he spoke, he rolled his thumb behind him and pointed to the small mountain.

Zhu Ci: I'm really about to fall down. Didn't I tell you that there's a difference between brothers?

My man? Insanity obviously gave this word a shock? When he heard that the other one was just ten meters away from his fire hat, he felt like his chignon was about to explode.

This was the first time Zhu Chi had heard someone scold someone like that, so he directly voiced out the doubts in his heart, "Jiedi, you even know that his parents weren't serious when they made him, you're really good! But he's already an old man to us, how about his mother? I'm not interested! "

Song Shaojie pouted, "That's true, I was still giving pointers to his father. "Rest assured, even if you don't go, my family has raised one …"

Being humiliated by two of them in such an unintentional manner, he felt like his belly was about to explode from anger. He had been arrogant and domineering since he was a child, and as a Taoist, he had relied on his broad waist and broad shoulders to curry favor with his master. He had never been in such a situation before.

"Ao!" Chi Nong shouted loudly. With his left hand, he grabbed a chair beside the bed and threw it towards Song Shaojie.

At first, Zhu Ci didn't want to do anything. He could ignore his past grudges, but he definitely wouldn't allow Chi to do anything to his friend. Moreover, this friend didn't have any real power or influence, so it was even rarer. However, it was clear that he couldn't do it now. He just needed to go forward and let Chi Tong know what was good for him.

Song Shaojie's eyes flashed with a crafty look that no one could see. He nimbly dodged the flying chair, suddenly flipped his body and pulled Zhu Ci behind him as he ran for the door.

For a moment, Zhu Ci did not resist and allowed Song Shaojie to pull him out of the room.

How could he be willing to give up? With a loud roar, he brandished his wooden stick and charged forward.

Originally, there were not many dormitories on Nine Dragons Mountain, even a closed door disciple like Liu Chengfeng could not have one for himself. However, he was usually too domineering and chased away the three people living together.

He was able to dominate the Taoist temple for so many years, he was definitely not a person with only potential and no brain. Suddenly, he realized that the two bundles were actually so timid. Now that they had the upper hand, their morale was boosted. They shouted to bolster their courage and chased after them, afraid that they would be chased into the forest.

Zhu Ci: I was a bit confused when I was pulled out of the door. Didn't Song Shaojie come looking for me? She ran away after seeing the situation.

Song Shaojie said softly as he ran, "Brother Yun, you must think that we are cowardly, but in this world, fists do not always have the ability to wound people. Come with me. There's going to be a good show later. "

At first, he was worried that Song Shaojie's qinggong would not be able to keep up with him, but he let go of his hand and recovered a little of his Qi, thinking to himself, "My mystical cultivation has only recently reached the fourth stage, and I'm already close to twenty years old. No matter how poor my talent is, it's still possible for me to reach the fourth stage by breaking through to the third stage."

"Don't think that you can defeat the third stage at the fourth stage. How long has he trained and how long have I only cultivated for? His internal energy has been stuck at the stage for years, so it must have grown thicker and thicker. Even if he doesn't have talent, one day he will be able to break through to the fourth stage, which is not the same as relying on his innate talent!"

Song Shaojie looked at Zhu Ci's feet again and gasped, "But when it comes to lightness skills, I am considered an expert. This is not only determined by internal energy, other than the fact that I have to train my external techniques frequently, I also have to be gifted. "Although Innate Ability has trained for ten more years, he's still far inferior to us in terms of Qing Gong."