The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother

"Hey, the big thing is not good!"

"What?" Lingyun frowned, the movements in his hands kept on, and he did not rush to add a touch of grass to the Dan furnace. There was some dissatisfaction in my heart. This East was getting more and more unreliable, and even came in when he was alchemy.

"The disciples who are practicing outside the door have a conflict with the people of Hongyin Temple."

"Oh, little things." Lingyun's expression is unchanged, his hands are smashing, and the blue flame is burning and burning under the Dan furnace. "Let your brothers solve it."

Zhang Dong held his fists in both hands and replied: "At that time, the elders and the two elders were nearby, and this matter has been resolved."

"The elders are out of the customs? I went to meet him." Ling Yun beamed his eyebrows and stopped the movements in his hands. Even the best medicinal herbs that would be formed in the Dan furnace could not be taken care of.

The expression on Zhang Dong’s face was somewhat tangled, and continued: “The head of Lin Yuan of Hongyin Temple is also... he is playing with the two elders.”

Lingyun’s footsteps, then went on, and said in his mouth: “Go.”

Ask Tianjianmen is a new martial art, but no one expected. In just five hundred years, this martial art has risen rapidly and has become one of the five major sects in the sea.

Outsiders are speculating whether Tianjianmen has any treasures before they can develop so fast, and there are also imperious monks who have secretly probed Tianjianmen, but failed without exception.

In this regard, ask Tianmengmen's head Lingyun sneer, can have any treasures, just because they are all crawling out of the blood sea, at first, ask members of Tianjianmen to survive in the blood pool of the devil world. People, although they have been tortured before, but after that, their mood and patience are far from being comparable.

Of course, asking the rise of Tianjianmen is indispensable to the help of the great elder Qin Mo. Lingyun’s mouth is rising, and he feels very good. As for the two elders who provided various treasures, Lin Zizhen was completely ignored by him.

When Lingyun came to the two places to fight, he saw a strange scene. Lin Zikai and Lin Yuan fight in the center. There is a transparent enchantment around them. From the fluctuations, we know that this enchantment is set by Qin Mo.

Outside the enchantment, people who asked Tianjianmen and Hongyin Temple were watching. Even worse, some people set up a gambling bureau on the periphery, betting that Lin Yuansheng was this time, or that Lin Zikai had the upper hand. They were so excited that they could not see any disputes.

Lingyun mouth pumped and walked to Qin Mo's side.

Qin ink clicked on the ground, and the line of sight was still placed on the two people in the enchantment. He said: "They will have a quarter of an hour to end, you don't have to come over."

The tone is normal, and it is obvious that it is common for the two to meet each other.

After five hundred years of interaction with Qin Mo, Ling Yun had heard a little dissatisfaction from Qin Moping's tone. After looking at the battlefield, Lin Yun mourned for him, immediately after a second. Gloriously. The elders are the public property of the martial art, so that you can occupy the elders on a daily basis and be retribution.

However, his face still maintains the majesty of the head of the party, his mouth is full of laughter, unpredictable, people can not guess his mind.

Within the enchantment, Lin Zikai shook his hand with the silver grab, and immediately slammed the opposite Lin Yuan, angered: "Be far from the master, he is mine."

When the words came out, the atmosphere at the scene was even hotter. I asked Tianjianmen and the disciples of Hongyin Temple to rise red. The eyes looked excitedly at Qinmo, and there were gossip.

Qin Mo’s fingers rubbed a bit, his eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes were picking, and he made a decision in his heart. Tonight, let Lin Zi return to his own Dongfu. After all, his stone bed is small and can’t accommodate two. Big man.

Lin Yuan’s eyes were stunned, his eyes were clear, and there seemed to be a golden light behind him. He said with his hands and his mouth: “Daoyou is not misunderstood. I am only in exchange with Qin Modao’s friends.”

Speaking of the last two words, Lin Yuan’s tone is slightly low, and there is a hidden embarrassment. At the same time, the beads in his hands turned and ruthlessly glared at the head of Lin Zikai.

The forest was anxious and the hand was hard.

In these years, like the rise of Tianjianmen, the poor relationship between Lin Zikai and Lin Yuan is also a mystery of the Bohai Sea. In this regard, everyone in the Bohai Sea has different views.

For example, the sentimental female repairs of Xianlemen, they think that there is something unclear between the two, or whether they are killing each other, or asking for nothing.

The rough men of the Cangwu Jianmen believe that there is a **** sea enmity between Lin Yuan and Lin Zikai, or the killing of the father, or the hatred of wives.

In short, no matter what they think, it is an indisputable fact that Lin Zikai and Lin Yuanyi have been in dispute for hundreds of years. But what makes them puzzled is that although Tianjianmen occasionally has little friction with Hongyin Temple, the relationship between them has been very good.

The fight in the field has already reached the end. Lin Yuan and Lin Zikai each stepped back and looked at each other for a moment. They could only helplessly give up. The two of them are essentially the same. For so many years, the strengths are very similar. Can't tell the difference.

Spreading the enchantment, Lin Ziqi walked quickly to the front of Qin Mo, licking the long gun in his hand, and the suffocating body of the whole body scared off a group of timid women, and said in a tone: "Master, I will win next time." Got that stinky monk."

Qin ink and thin lips are tight, with a little sarcasm in his eyes: "What is better than the number of women?"

Lin Yuan, who walked behind the forest, stepped in a footstep. He was really lying and shooting. He has been a monk for many years. He has never touched a woman for a long time. It is a sin.

Hearing that Qin Mo’s tone is not good, Lin Zi’s heart is a little embarrassed, and then he is happy, Master is this... jealous?

Lin Zizhen took Qin Mo's hand, and his index finger slipped a few times in his soft palm. He smiled and said: "I didn't pay attention to the female repair that was shown yesterday. The master did not need to be jealous." It is a change, and the darkness in the heart is not good.

Sure enough, Qin Moy opened the hand of Lin Zikai, the face became more and more cold, turned and jumped on the flying sword, said: "Little gray has been lonely for a long time, you will accompany it tonight."

Xiaoshi is a kind of spiritual dog that Qin Mo and Lin Zikai found in the mountain forest. Only when the base period was repaired, it was just opened, and it could not be turned into human form.

Lin Zi suffered a bitter face and chased Qin Mo.

Behind the two, Lin Yuan looked at their backs and suddenly sighed.

Lingyun had some doubts and turned to ask: "Why does Lin's head sigh?"

Lin Yuan turned the bead in his hand, the smile on his face had disappeared, his eyes drooped, and his vision was hidden. He said: "The world is the most demanding, and the Buddha does not deceive me."

Lingyun's body shook and looked at Lin Yuan's eyes were a bit strange, is it true that the female masters of Xianlemen said that Lin Yuan and Lin Zizhen are...

The author has something to say: This is written at the request of the masses, O(n_n)O haha~