In the small pergola under the sword tomb, three men sat on a square table.
Guo Jing and Yang Guo looked at each other. What Dongzhang said just now was undoubtedly very arrogant. What is the identity of Master Yideng? That is the recognized strength ceiling in the world, the famous Nan Emperor, one of the Five Ultimates.
And what is your identity as Dongzhang? You are just a rising star. I am afraid that your Dongzhang was not even born when Master Yideng was galloping around the world. As a junior, such remarks are too presumptuous.
As a junior, Yang Guo naturally did not dare to speak out, but Guo Jing did not. His family had received a lot of favors from Master Yideng, so he frowned when he heard these words.
"Brother Dongzhang, after all Master Yideng is highly virtuous and respected. He is a truly enlightened monk. It is natural for us to respect him." Guo Jing looked at Dongzhang seriously.
Taking a mouthful of food and chewing it slowly, Dongzhang sneered softly: "Oh, yes, he is an eminent monk. This is certainly worthy of respect, but Daxia Guo, aside from the martial arts of Master Yideng, if he is just a A monk who has no power to restrain a chicken, do you think people in the world would really betray his reputation as a great monk?"
Dongzhang's words are undoubtedly on point. Don't try to trick me into being a high-ranking monk. Without absolutely strong force to deter you, no one in this world will give you face at all. You must know how many enemies Qiu Qianren has. If Yideng is just An ordinary monk must have died a hundred times now, and the grass on his grave must have grown to three feet high.
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Guo Jing felt that he should not say what Dongzhang said. In his opinion, a person's character should not be evaluated by force, but he was stupid and didn't know how to refute for a while, so he drank in silence.
After looking at Guo Jing who was a little dull, Zhang Dong knew that he didn't approve of it. This was just a matter of words. Yideng, including Guo Jing, all imagined people in the world too beautifully.
In such a troubled world, there is nothing wrong with having truth, goodness and beauty in your heart, but you must have force to protect yourself and those around you, otherwise everything will be just empty talk.
Dongzhang didn't want to argue too much with Guo Jing. The two of them had different ideas. He raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. He said lightly: "The Five Jue are all old. It's time to give way."
When Guo Jing, Yang Guo and others heard this, they immediately raised their heads and stared at the young man with wide eyes. These words were not only arrogant, but also disrespectful and showed great disrespect for Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world.
Yang Guo asked himself that he was quite unruly, but compared to Dong Zhang, he was just a younger brother, so he would never dare to say this.
"Haha, there's nothing surprising. What I said is the truth." Dongzhang didn't care at all.
Yang Guo lowered his head to eat, his eyes flashing frequently, wondering what he was thinking, while Guo Jing was stunned for a long time without regaining his inner excitement.
"Oh my! What a boss! You don't even call me to eat! Do you still think of me as an elder in your eyes! Huh?!"
At this time, an angry cry suddenly reached everyone's ears from far to near. Dongzhang remained unmoved and continued to pick and eat vegetables without even raising his eyelids. The same was true for Xiao Longnu and the other girls. Do whatever you do, as if you can't hear it.
This was not the case for Guo Jing and Yang Guo. Guo Jing sounded familiar and subconsciously turned his head to look. He saw a figure flashing quickly on the horizon in the distance, heading straight towards the crowd.
In just three or two breaths, the figure had already rushed towards everyone. Li Mochou's pupils shrank when he saw it, and she thought to herself: This person has such deep inner strength.
But seeing the visitor rushing towards Dong Zhang's table, a quick afterimage crossed the table, and half of the stewed pheasant had been pulled away by the visitor.
With a light leap of his feet, he jumped onto the bench next to Dongzhang and squatted down with his knees bent. He held the stewed chicken in his hands and gnawed it.
"Brother Zhou!!?" Guo Jing shouted in surprise when he saw the person coming.
"Huh?" Zhou Botong paused with his hands and looked up at the opposite side.
"Guo Jing!!"
Zhou Botong grabbed half of the chicken with one hand, jumped off the bench, came to Guo Jing's side and gave him a big hug with his greasy hands. The two people were very excited to see each other.
Holding his brother tightly, the old naughty boy patted Guo Jing's back vigorously with the hand holding the stewed chicken. The juice from the stewed chicken kept being splashed onto Guo Jing's clothes. He laughed and said, "Hahahaha, really. It's you! How do you know that my old naughty boy lives here?! Where is Huang Rong? Where is she? "
Zhou Botong kept talking like a machine gun. Guo Jing took his arm affectionately and invited him to sit down. He smiled and said, "I found this place by accident. Ronger just gave birth and is still in Xiangyang City." .”
As he spoke, he glanced at Li Mochou on the table behind him, who was silent.
"Little girl Huang Rong has given birth again?! You are really good! Is it a boy or a girl?" Zhou Botong was quite excited and asked continuously.
Guo Jing was a little embarrassed when he said: "It's a dragon-phoenix fetus."
"Wow, wow! My old naughty boy has a playmate again!" Zhou Botong smiled and kept applauding.
"Old naughty boy, if you keep throwing it around, believe it or not, I will chop off your claws."
The two of them were chatting happily when suddenly Dongzhang's secretly angry voice sounded.
You must know that Dongzhang has a "clean fetish" for food. Zhou Botong shook it so hard that the juice from the stewed chicken bits in his hand kept flying and fell on the dishes on the table. How can anyone eat this?
"Hmph! I told you not to ask me to eat, so I dumped you, and I dumped you!" When Dongzhang said this, the old naughty boy became even more angry, and rebelliously shook the stewed chicken in his hand.
"call out!!"
Before he could be proud, a chopstick quickly hit the stewed chicken in his hand.
But it was Dongzhang who took action. He didn't say much and went straight to work.
But seeing Zhou Botong protecting the stewed chicken with one hand, he moved his butt towards the edge of the bench. The other side of the bench was immediately lifted up by him. He turned around and blocked the bench in front of him. With a "thud" sound, he inserted the wooden chopsticks into the long bench. chair to the end.
"Hey, you can't hit me." The old naughty boy said provocatively.
Dong Zhang held the wine glass with his left hand and looked down at the slightly swaying wine in the glass. He waved his right hand forward casually and saw three chopsticks in the chopstick holder on the table being thrown out by Dong Zhang in an instant and hitting Zhou Botong in the shape of a pin.
One shot at his eyes, one at his throat, and one at his mouth. Each move was fatal, and the speed was so fast that the sound of chopsticks was heard.
At this time, the old naughty boy didn't dare to lift himself up again. He immediately left the bench with his buttocks, put one hand on the chair and turned his body twice in the air. He then extended a kick and kicked it on the bench, spinning it into the air.
"Doo doo doo!"
The three chopsticks were blocked one by one by the tumbling bench.
"It's fun, fun! Come again, come again!" The old naughty boy shouted excitedly.
Only then did Guo Jing realize that the two were 'fighting'. When he saw Dongzhang making a move, he wanted to stop him, but he still held back.
Seeing that Zhou Botong still dared to provoke, Dongzhang stretched out his sword finger with his right hand and wanted to educate the old boy with the "No Phase Tribulation Finger", and Zhou Botong, as a "martial fool", was also secretly looking forward to it.
"You two, you can leave the table if you don't want to eat."
At this time, a cold voice suddenly reached their ears.
Dongzhang had quietly stopped his hand at some point, and immediately picked up the chopsticks on the table and picked up the vegetables and ate them as if nothing had happened. Zhou Botong, with a stiff face, walked toward the overturned table like a soldier who had received some kind of order. He reached out to pick it up, put it down gently in front of the table, sat down on it, and silently gnawed on the half of the stewed chicken that had cooled in his hand.
"This" Guo Jing and Yang Guo looked at Dong Zhang on the left and the old naughty boy on the right, and found that they were both eating seriously, as if the tense scene just now had never happened.
At this moment, the two of them turned to look at Xiao Longnu, who was eating quietly at the back table, and said to themselves: Miss Long is so powerful.
"Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooaw." The divine eagle would laugh loudly every time it saw Dong Zhang being deflated, and this time was no exception, but no one paid attention to it.
Li Mochou looked thoughtfully at Xiao Longnu who was eating vegetables quietly. It seemed that there was someone else in charge of the ancient tomb.
The dinner table suddenly became peaceful.
Guo Jing glanced at Dongzhang and said hesitantly: "Brother Dongzhang, do you know about the Demon Slaying Club?"
Putting down his chopsticks, Dongzhang put his elbows on the table, propped up his chin and said with a smile, "I know."
"Then, how are you going to deal with it?" Guo Jing, Yang Guo and both of them stared closely at the young man opposite.
"Wouldn't it be better to kill them all?"
(End of chapter)
