Chapter 202: Bai Shanzong

Chapter 202, Bai Shanzong

"Great! Ning Xiong, I know where Bai Shanzong is, I will take you there!"

Yang Zhiwen is very excited.

Afterwards, Ning Qi grabbed Yang Zhiwen with his right hand and took Yang Jingjing with his left hand. Yang Zhiwen led the way and headed for Bai Shanzong.

Ning Qi's palm was placed on the waist of Yang Jingjing. She could feel the heat from the above. The nose moved gently. She smelled that Ning Qi had a strange scent. She took two more subconsciously and immediately brushed her face. The change became red, and she was afraid to look at Ning Qi and see that he did not find his own strange, which was relieved.

"This person looks like I am almost the same age, but it is actually a fighting king. These talents are rare. If I can be his woman, it is excellent..."

"Oh, what do I think, how can I become so shameless..."

Yang Jingjing snorted in his heart.

This is the same as some women on the earth. They see a handsome guy, who is tall and rich, and the key is to save himself from the hands of the rapist. As long as he is not married, even if he has a boyfriend, it is inevitable The handsome guy has some ideas and is human nature.

Not long after, Ning Qi came to Bai Shanzong.

Among the towering peaks, the buildings are looming. In the vicinity, there are similar towns below the Qing Dynasty, but the scale is much smaller.

Zhang Jing took his men and went back to Baishanzong. He walked all the way, his face was extremely ugly, and those Baishan sects who had been greeted with him but did not get a response, had a heart in their hearts.

"Zhang Shao, is this something that doesn't happen? The face is so bad?"

"Small voice, don't get rid of him."

At this time, a group of people came from the front, and the leader was a middle-aged man who looked a little like Zhang Jing. He was the current eight-star fighter Zhang Baoshan of Bai Shanzong.

Beside him, follow his eldest son, Zhang Xuan, and the great elders of Bai Shanzong.

When Zhang Baoshan saw Zhang Jing, his face immediately gloomy: "Where have you been? I have asked you to take care of the veins of Qingyunzong. Have you gone?"

Zhang Jing looked up and immediately shocked, guilty: "I have sent people in the past."

"You don't have to go, I will give this big brother this big vein."

Zhang Baoshan cold channel.

Zhang Xuan’s eyes showed a smug color, and looked at Zhang Jing’s mouth to provoke a hint of ridicule.

"What! How can this be!"

Zhang Jing heard the words and suddenly became angry.

"The matter is not for you, right, Qingyun Zong's embers, cleaned up?"

Zhang Baoshan stunned Zhang Jing and asked.

When Zhang Baoshan mentioned this incident, Zhang Jing’s eyes flashed a trace of horror. When Zhang Baoshan saw it, he immediately asked: “In the end, it’s not cleaned up! If you have something to say, don’t swallow!”

Zhang Jing whispered: "I originally invited the leopard head to clean it. Even if it was discovered, others would not contact us on Bai Shanzong. However, just recently, suddenly a guy was nosy, taking the leopard. The head is killing."

"The leopard's head has been killed? What did that person repair?"

The faces of everyone were shocked, Zhang Baoshan asked quietly.

"It is estimated that it is a big fighter..."

Zhang Jing whispered.

“Is this person related to Qingyun Zong?”

Zhang Baoshan's brow gradually wrinkled. This place is remote and there is no rich resources. Don't say big fighters, even if it is a peak fighter, they will leave here to find other ways. If there is a big fighter to intervene, only I am afraid that Bai Shanzong is not good at solving this problem.

"should not……"

Zhang Jing did not dare to say that he had robbed Yang Jingjing, and he led his brother to catch up with the guy. Otherwise, Zhang Baoshan knew that he would be penalized for three years.

"That may be the person passing by..."

Zhang Baoshan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sovereign, look at it, someone is flying over! It is a fighting king!"

An elder was horrified at the three little black spots in the sky.

Zhang Baoshan heard the words, looked up and looked stagnate.

"Is it? How is it possible, how could he be the king of fighting? Why did he have to chase it, and he went out of his way!"

Zhang Jingyi looked up and his face became terrified, and he subconsciously hid behind Zhang Baoshan.

Fighting king!

In this land boundary, for them, it is really a kind of legend. On weekdays, only occasionally I can see people flying in the sky, but I have never seen their true face.

When Ning Qi took Yang Zhiwen and Yang Jingjing to the public, everyone was even more shocked after seeing the look of Ningqi! Such a young fighting king! Are the people outside so terrible?

Zhang Baoshan calmly bowed: "This predecessor, I don't know what advice I have for Baishanzong?"

"Zhang Jing, what do you hide, I see you."

Ning Qi did not pay attention to Zhang Baoshan, but smiled at Zhang Jinglian.

Zhang Jing’s face was ugly and came out from behind the crowd. He said to Ning Qi: “You are not allowed to let me go!”

"I did leave you away, or how come you are here now?"

Ning Qi smiled.

Yang Zhiwen, with his sister, stared at Zhang Jing with anger.

"Does this fighting king actually know Master Zhang Jing?"

"It seems that there are grudges between them!"

"It's no wonder that Zhang Jing has just had a bad face and talked and vomited. What kind of enemy is this for us?"

The group of elders behind Zhang Baoshan, screaming at Zhang Jing.

"Hello, if the child is offended, he apologizes to him for him. Would you like to go to the temple to have a cup of tea?"

Zhang Baoshan looks not very good-looking, hard-headed.

Ning Qi smiled and said: "You don't have to drink tea. These two are the disciples of Qingyunzong. My friend, I heard that you have broken the Qingyun sect. Today is the answer."

"Qing Yunzong..."

Zhang Baoshan’s face showed a bitter smile and regret, and his heart was low: Why Qingyunzong would have a relationship with the fighting king! Why have you never heard of it before!

"Hello, I..."

Zhang Baoshan just prepared to open and stabilize Ning Qi.

Suddenly, there was a sound of gold and iron strikes not far away.

Ning Qi looked up, but saw several disciples wearing white mountain clothes, holding a leather whip, rushing a group of people, they were dressed and sloppy, like a dead wood, including men and women, old people, children They are locked together by iron chains. This group of people seems to be walking dead, and their faces are lifeless.

Suddenly, there was a child of seven or eight years old who fainted and suddenly slowed down.

"Get up, don't pretend to die!"

A disciple snorted, and the whip in his hand made a loud noise in the air, waving to the child. The mother of the child quickly hugged him, using his back, and blocked the whip.