Lord Zhou and Fu Long exchanged a brief greeting, which was nothing more than hypocritical politeness.

Then, Lord Zhou walked straight towards Gaoge.

"Team leader Gao, it's true that heroes make teenagers!" The other party said with a smile, looking at the singing in his eyes.

Gao Song frowned and thought it was strange, but he bowed: "Lord Zhou knows me?"

"Yes, the enlightened sword master of our sect died in your hands?" Lord Zhou wrote lightly.

Mingwu jianzun listened to the song familiar to his ears, and then he reacted that he was the expert who was in trouble with him in the snow, but was killed by him and Xia Lu.

What puzzled Gao Ge was that when Lord Zhou said these words, his face was almost joyless and sad.

It seems that Mingwu jianzun's death has nothing to do with him.

"However, team leader Gao doesn't have to worry. Although it shows that Wu is my disciple, since his skills are inferior to others, he will die. Do you think so?" Lord Zhou smiled and said.

He looks like a nice old man who speaks very well.

But if you really think so, it's washing your mind.

Can a kind-hearted person become the leader of Xiaoshan sword sect?

Stop it.

Do you really think Xiaoshan Jianzong is the kindergarten in your community? Who looks good to be the head of the garden?

"In our Xiaoshan sword sect, there are many sword zuns. It's actually harmless to die one." Lord Zhou continued, "you can kill Mingwu. That's your ability. You can have such strength at a young age. Your future is unlimited! You should be the baby pimple of the Dragon Pavilion? Ha ha, do you feel like a sheep entering the tiger's den now?"

Gao Ge smiled and said, "the elder is serious. It's not enough to see the strength of the younger generation in Xiaoshan sword sect."

He doesn't like chatting with the leader of Xiaoshan sword sect very much.

Each other's East and West sentences make singing feel confused.

The feeling of living for more than 300 years.

God knows what such a person is thinking.

It's torture to chat with such people.

"Well, everyone is tired. Let's have a rest for the time being." Lord Zhou turned around and waved. A middle-aged man came up to him, "Mingxing, take them to the guest room to have a rest."

"Yes, Lord." The middle-aged man looked at the song and waited, "gentlemen, this way, please."

"Lord Zhou, let's go first."

Lord Zhou smiled and nodded.

A group of people followed the middle-aged man named Mingxing.

The students of Haicheng Xiuxian college looked around.

Seems so interested in everything.

Xiaoshan sword sect is, after all, a first-class sect in the immortal cultivation world. The pattern of these ancient buildings is very simple, with a feeling of being in the ancient city.

Don't mention the students of Haicheng Xiuxian college. Even singing, they feel dazzled. It's like Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden. Singing doesn't know much about ancient architecture. He once bought a Book of Chinese architectural history. Unfortunately, he didn't look down after looking at it for two pages. Fortunately, there is also an old man who can explain it.

In Xiaoshan sword sect, there are some squares for practicing martial arts. At the four corners of the square, there are a incense Pavilion, triangular eaves, cloth tile roof and Chinese glazed ridge. There are various patterns carved on the four sides, including dragons, phoenixes, flowers, birds, fish and grass. I don't know why.

The guest rooms of Xiaoshan Jianzong are several elegant courtyards.

In the courtyard, there are some potted plants, orchids, azaleas, etc. singing doesn't know much about it.

After arranging everyone, Mingxing looked at the song and said with a smile, "team leader Gao, I hope we can fight if we have a chance."

"There will be." Sing quietly.

"Oh?" Mingxing was stunned and asked, "when?"

"When I'm sure I can beat you." Sing and say.

Mingxing hasn't recovered for a long time.

Yue Xincheng and Xia Lu were gloating nearby.

It's time to live!

Let you have nothing to talk to singing!

Isn't this meant to be exciting?

After watching Mingxing leave, the mood of singing is much better.

"This Xiaoshan sword sect is really a good place!" Yuexincheng is filled with emotion.

Singing with a smile, he said, "don't worry. In the future, we'll fight down here and transform it into a summer resort."

"...." Yue Xincheng said with a bitter smile, "boss, we are in Xiaoshan sword sect now. You should be a little careful. Walls have ears!"

"So what?" Gao Song sat down, poured himself a glass of water and said, "We killed them in the snow covered secret place before, and then in the willow sect again. You and the fire dragon killed many of them again. This revenge has already been followed. Apart from us, before we joined the Dragon Pavilion, did you think there was no friction between the Dragon Pavilion and Xiaoshan sword sect? I tell you, this contradiction is not two days a day! They didn't kill the people in the Dragon Pavilion? E.g If not, how dare they be so presumptuous in the snow covered secret land? "

Yue Xincheng was stunned and puzzled.

"In that case, shall we come?"

"Don't worry, neither the Dragon Pavilion nor Xiaoshan sword sect will tear their faces. Just like now, if you stand at the door and scold Xiaoshan sword sect, their people will pretend not to hear when they hear it." Singing, "The Dragon Pavilion has no way to directly attack a first-class sect in a short time, while the Xiaoshan sword sect does not dare to quarrel with the Dragon Pavilion team. They know that the reason why the Dragon Pavilion can bear is that they are unwilling to pay too much price and cause too much trouble, so they hold the mentality of making big and small things, but if they really offend the Dragon Pavilion to death, the Dragon Pavilion will do anything to replace it They can afford the price? "

Gao Ge continued: "this time, the competition between Longge and Xiaoshan sword sect is actually a small friction. It's just to let the people under your hand pass first. They all hold the mentality of rubbing each other's spirit."

"Can these students of Haicheng Xiuxian college rub each other's spirit?" Yuexincheng doesn't understand.

"Don't worry, Xiaoshan Jianzong also met those students. Their disciples, at least in cultivation, won't be much higher than the students of Haicheng Xiuxian college."

Yue Xincheng said with a smile, "since that's the case, what are we worried about?"

"Do you think the students of Haicheng Xiuxian college practice their martial arts very well?" Sang and shook his head.

Yuexincheng's small heart, which had fallen down, has now blocked his throat.

"Forget it, have some confidence in the students of Haicheng Xiuxian college. Now it's meaningless to say these." Xia Lu said.

Singing without talking.

Xia Lu changed her way, looked at the song and asked, "before, you asked the students of Haicheng Xiuxian college to make their own decisions, didn't you?"

Sing and nod.

"Well, if, I mean if, your proud disciple, he youniang's decision is not to come. She's afraid. Is that what you want to see?"

Singing slightly stunned, suddenly realized.

"In that case, I will be disappointed." Sing the thoughtful answer. l0ns3v3