the fighting spirit of the bright moon was just the time for Hanbao to be released, but it suddenly held back.

His face turned red and he almost suffered from internal injury.

Big brothers and sisters, can you slow down and give me a chance to show

A stomach stuffy follow behind, always vigilant, as long as there is wind and grass, immediately hand!

Soon out of the magic array, the scene changed, two young men in gray robes appeared in front of the crowd.

Just when the two men were about to raise their right hands to salute, mingyuezhao did not say a word, but came up with a punch.

"Boom

PATA!

The two were unprepared. They were shot five or six meters away with a fist. They spat blood and fell to the ground. Their heads were tilted and fainted.

Er!

Zhang Xing several people stare big eyes, extremely strange looking at the moon.

Did the boy get wind?

Good all the way, like a good baby, how to get to the place crazy?

The moon is also embarrassed.

"This I... "

I can't explain the blush. Can you say that I also want to show my sense of being in front of the young master?

No! If you say it, it will make people laugh.

One punch on regret, the other two people did not use a point of fighting, that gesture is clearly to greet the guests etiquette.

The movement here soon attracted the attention of several people in front of the gate of an underground castle not far away.

He walked over quickly and picked up the two young people who were injured and comatose. When they saw that their lives were not in danger, they were slightly relieved.

At first, a skinny old man was angry and said in a sharp voice, "we sent our disciples to invite us, but you started with such ruthlessness. Are you looking for revenge?"

"I tell you, this is the poison Hall of the wasteland, and you are not allowed to go wild!"

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"Master, I was reckless just now. As soon as I came in, I was a little nervous. I accidentally injured the disciples of your hall. The consequences will be borne by the next person. I will handle them at will. I will never complain!"

Staring at the bright moon for a while, I saw that his attitude was very sincere and his head was bowed. It didn't look like a perfunctory one.

His face softened for a moment: "who are you? What are you doing here?"

"My father used to be a member of the poison hall when the moon shines on me!"

The moon slightly raised her head and looked at the old man.

"The moon?"

Pondering for a moment, the old man suddenly raised his eyes: "is your father Mingshan river?"

"Yes, master, my father is the third level poison master in Mingshan River and poison hall!"

The moon straightened up and looked at the old man with some complicated eyes.

The old man looked carefully up and down. No wonder he had a sense of deja vu just now. It turned out to be the old man's child.

Like, too much like, eyebrows, eyes, nose, face, it is just a mold carved out.

"Brother Shanhe, are you all right now?"

The old man excitedly stepped forward and grasped the bright moon.

"My father I was killed ten years ago... "

The moon shines, and her voice is choking.

"What? Brother Shanhe is not here

The old man's body was shaking and some of his body was unsteady. He was obviously shocked by the news.

"Master, what's the matter with you?"

The bright moon quickly helped the old man and was moved. This was the first time that an outsider was grieving for his father.

"I'm ok. I'm a little sad at the moment, eh!"

"Let me go in and talk about it slowly. Your father and I are friends of life and death, and have been searching for information about him for so many years."

"Oh! Who are these? "

The old man sighed with sadness and turned to look at Zhang Xing.