Chapter 86： The villain wants to slap the demon 3

The sky is clear and the breeze is gentle.

Tiangangzong obviously picked a good day. Among the numerous sects of various colors, although it is not the leader, it is still a leader.

Trying to join Tiangang, there have been countless teenagers and girls who have been soaring into the sky, free from the fate of fate. Just stepping into the range of the foothills of the Three Demon Group, they were startled by the sight of rubbing their shoulders in front of them.

Looking up, there is a sea of ​​people, luxury carriages lined up at the foot of the mountain, shining brightly in the sun, all of them are like gold and jade.

Outside the mountain gate, the splendid silk skirts converge into a blooming ocean like a mountain flower, and the satin jade ornaments on the children of the family are shining and reflecting. Everyone is dressed up, just like the rising stars. Many stars meet and flow, and they are born. The plain and simple soil slopes in front of the mountains are dotted with dazzling galaxies.

Hu Ke and Xiaoxi looked confused, curled up slightly and squeezed into the crowd, panicking all the way, not knowing how many boots they stepped on.

—I don’t know how many disgusting curses I have received.

"Where's the dirty boy, you... be careful, you bumped into my fairy skirt!"

"On this day, Gangzong is really worse than one year, even this kind of guy can participate in the test with us?"

"I don't understand the rules, the fairy gate is not only open this day, the civilians will come tomorrow!"

"Yes, kick them out!"

The two brothers and sisters lowered their heads all the way and apologized. When they finally squeezed out of the crowd, everyone was covered with a thin layer of sweat on their foreheads. They looked at each other and saw the pain and helplessness in each other's eyes.

Xie Heng was wrapped around Hu Ke's forearm. To prevent it from falling off, his tail was hooked and knotted.

He hid quietly under the big cloth, and collected all the whispers into his ears. He glanced over the coarse cloth clothes that Hu Ke and the two had washed until they were white and frayed, and the dust and ash that stained the whole body by running around all night, couldn't bear it. Live sighed slightly.

There is an unwritten rule in the Tiangang Sect: the mountain gate is opened for two to three days. On the first and second days, only the children of wealthy people will be recruited. If it is full, the school will be closed immediately; Come a few days ago, try your luck.

They had heard of this rule at the foot of the mountain.

It's just that Hu Ke insisted on going up the mountain first and couldn't wait for a day.

How can you wait to save people?

Two days later, the little girl was afraid that she had already been served on the table and became Xie Ziyou's snack!

But they didn't expect it to be like this on the mountain.

Xiaoxi slumped her head all the way, trying to cover her red cheeks with her dangling hair. The shame was like a fire, and the girl's scalp was numb, and her hair was almost exploded.

She quietly grabbed the back of Hu Ke's clothes and whispered: "Brother, we are obviously in a hurry, they... why are they so unreasonable?"

Hu Ke was also anxious.

They grew up in the mountains, and the most contacted humans were Liu Ma, who bought vegetables at the gate of the city, or Lao Zhang, who sold cloth in the market.

Those few people pity them and treat them kindly. But at this moment, surrounded by them is a group of young masters of the family with higher eyes. These people look down on the common people, and the competition for joining the sect is fierce. The enemy is counted as one less.

He was scolded all the way, and the young man had a thin face. No matter how anxious he was, his heart was a little uneasy. His face was flushed with shame and irritation, and his face became more and more beautiful.

But he gritted his teeth and insisted: "I don't care about them, you treat it as a group of wild monkeys. Go, let's sign up."

"...How cute are wild monkeys and they can make wine, why are they so fierce?" Xiaoxi curled her lips.

She lowered her head, walked a few steps quickly, followed Hu Ke, and gently grabbed his wide sleeves.

The two walked out of the crowd and walked to the forefront.

At the forefront of the mountain road is a row of wooden tables, temporary small sheds. In the sheds are a few outside disciples who are in charge of registration and are sorting out the wooden plaques that have been registered.

Facing the crowd, they were already sore in their hands and feet, and very impatient. They all had a sad expression, and they only had to write the words "Don't bother Lao Tzu" on their faces.

Hu Ke pulled Xiao Xi behind her, raised her hand to wipe the dust on her face, walked forward cautiously, learning the appearance of other family princes, and respectfully saluting the people in the shed.

He learned this for the first time, and his movements were a bit stiff.

But the victory lies in the sincere attitude, delicate face, clear and bright black eyes, fixedly looking at the disciple in the shed.

Teenagers are indeed good-looking.

After wiping off the floating dust, the elegant face is more prominent, and the slightly wide robe floats in the wind, revealing half of the slender ankles, and the complexion is as white as jade, adding a sense of thinness.

In the face of beauty, people are always extra tolerant, and it is an "unwritten" rule to only assess wealthy children on the first day. It is not on the table. Those outside disciples looked at him a few times, although they were still indifferent. Expression, but still waved and threw a wooden sign.

"Write your name."

Hu Ke responded in a low voice.

The young man gently raised his hand and just picked up the brush beside him, his back suddenly stiffened—

Oops, he can't write!

Yaozu is a well-known "illiterate" clan.

If there is still pride in the big monsters, these little monsters are tired of making a living, and they have never had that kind of idleness.

Hu Ke barely knew some words.

Let him pick himself out of a bunch of names, he can do it, but write his own name?

That's really... embarrassing!

The hair slid down his shoulders, and a few strands swept across his neck, creating a tingling itch.

Hu Ke was in a cold sweat instantly, her thin eyebrows frowned, her slender fingers gripped the penholder tightly, and she thought dizzyly, Hu...How did Hu write?

Is it okay to draw a circle?

No, the name is two characters, so... draw two circles?

The young man hadn't written his pen yet, and the outer disciple in the shed looked up at him coldly, looking impatient.

Although the beauty is beautiful, but not so beautiful enough to make people give up being irritable, he then grumbled and said coldly: "Why, you don't even know your name?"

"...I know, I know." Hu Ke smiled bitterly and hurriedly wrote.

He just wanted to apply a few casually when he suddenly felt a cold touch on his wrist.

Xie Heng raised his tail and put it on his wrist, writing two words stroke by stroke.

Hu Ke was busy following the signs of the snake.

As the ink fell, two large and crooked characters gradually appeared on the brown wooden sign, "Xie Heng".

A point is missing in the middle of the word "Xie" and a horizontal line is missing on the right side of the word "Heng".

"Xie Heng?" The outer disciple snorted contemptuously. "It's a pity that this is a good name. Put down the famous brand and go to the back to line up."

Hu Ke also wanted to inquire about Xie Ziyou's news, but he just opened his mouth, but his wrist was violently pulled, and the little snake patted his wrist in a very fast pace, seeming to urge, but also to stop.

Out of caution, the young man had to give up and obediently led Xiaoxi towards the back of the crowd.

His slender figure gradually disappeared at the end of the road, and the dark figure behind the straw shed flickered, and suddenly one person walked out slowly.

A Chinese dress, slender and dust-free, but the placket is open, draped loosely on the shoulders, revealing the ink-colored satin shirt.

The young man carried a light-colored folding fan in his hand, with the tip of the fan resting on the curved jaw, his lips curled up playfully, his slender eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared in the direction where Hu Ke walked away for a long time.

Then the thin lips opened lightly, the folding fan was in front of the lips, and he chuckled softly a few times.

"Who is there!"

The outer disciple who was in charge of registration turned his head back in shock, and suddenly saw the profile of the young Junyi. The second half of his curse suddenly choked in his throat, and hurriedly said: "...Brother Cui Hai."

"It's okay," Cui Hai smiled slightly, and flicked his long sleeves. "I'm just here to send a message-by the way, what was the name of the boy just now?"

"It's called Xie Heng."

The outer disciple replied respectfully. After he said, he frowned slightly, and added: "Brother, don't be deceived by his appearance. Besides the golden jade, this boy is a silly messy that can't write well. You see. , He even wrote his name like this-a waste of that good skin."

Instead, the young man's eyes were slightly bright.

"He is Xie Heng?"

Cui Hai murmured a few times and suddenly laughed.

"Go and invite him, and I will take him up the mountain."

The young man raised his hand, and the paper fan was a little farther away in the direction where Hu Ke disappeared, still in a faint tone, but implicitly a majesty that cannot be denied.

The outer disciples looked at each other, stunned for a moment, and hurriedly bowed their heads to say yes.

"Remember, it's an invitation, not a shout, let alone a catch. Be careful, this is the person named by Elder Xie."

Cui Hai said "please" extremely heavily, narrowing his eyes slightly, and his eyes were slightly darker.

Elder Xie?

The outer disciple's back stiffened suddenly, and his face showed a clear and visible annoyance.

The ten elders in the clan, Xie Ziyou, the sixth elder, had the most unpredictable thoughts. They even missed the rare opportunity to please the elders-damn it!

Cui Hai had a panoramic view of the changes in the expressions of the people in front of him.

The mountain breeze swept through, and the loose long **** fluttered in the air.

The young man casually shook the folding fan, and the fan underneath a string of snow-colored tassels gently swayed in the wind, his slender fingers were a little whiter than a paper fan, his slender eyelashes were drawn down, and a gleam of light appeared in his eyes inadvertently.

…

The Three Demon Group of Jiumei didn't know anything about these.

After another baptism, the siblings walked out of the crowd and barely found a secluded corner. Hu Ke anxiously raised his wrist and asked, "Brother Heng, why do you want to keep your name?"

"Are you worried... what will my name reveal?"

The little snake shook his head and wrote the word "old man" on his wrist.

Xiaoxi's clear eyes rolled slightly, and she clapped her hands: "I understand what Brother Hang means, is there an old friend of Brother Hang in the Tiangang Sect?"

Xie Heng nodded in satisfaction.

-Fortunately, the brain circuits of the two of them are still normal this time, and they haven't provided him with any drama of the century.

"Old man, old man..." Hu Ke murmured a few times, lowering his head in annoyance.

He was a little frustrated, rubbing the corners of the white-haired coat, and said in a low voice: "Indeed, I thought it was too light. If I want to stand out from the crowd, it would be difficult for me to do it alone. There are acquaintances here, it would be great to be able to help. But..."

Xiaoxi took his words, frowned her pretty eyebrows, and said anxiously: "But Brother Xie, we know your life experience, how can there be any deceased?"

Xie Heng's head was raised high, and he happily shot his tail three times in a row.

He only hates himself for not being able to speak up, otherwise he will tell the two of them about the beautiful love of his three lives and three lives, and let them know how cute Youyou is and how nonsense their previous malicious speculations about Youyou are. talk.

But Hu Ke's reaction completely exceeded his expectations.

Xiaoxi blinked her eyes in confusion, and said in amazement, "Xie Ziyou?"

In the next moment, she seemed to think of something suddenly, her face suddenly became very weird, and she stared at Xie Heng with a weird look, and she looked straight at Xie Heng's tail tingling.

The same goes for Hu Ke.

The two brothers and sisters looked at each other, and when they looked back at Xie Heng, they showed the same intolerance and self-blame on their faces.

The girl lowered her head slightly, lowered her voice, and said in a painful voice: "Brother Xie, your surname is Xie, and Xie Ziyou is also Xie."

"Could he... be your vicious old man who abandoned his wife and child?"