Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 55: Please return the force to the cow

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(Sorry, I have been interrupted for two days, because this month is relatively busy, so the update this month is not stable, but the word count is guaranteed to be a lot, and the book is estimated to be about 220w words, I can’t guarantee that it will be updated if it does not fall a day , But it can be guaranteed to be finished before the end of next year. After all, there will always be something for a day or two, I hope to be considerate)

The next day, when the early morning sun tore through the dark night, a new day will come again, and everything will be in motion as usual, except that Xuantianfeng ushered in a different day today.

Zhao Jiuge's residence is still that seemingly simple and ordinary wooden house.

In the courtyard, a blue sword robe flutters, looks ordinary but very friendly as the wind arrives, with a gentle smile on his face, and seven or eight people of different shapes stand behind him. Seeing that the young man exuded a faint aura, there were several spiritual realm cultivation bases, and there was only one young man with a restrained aura opposite Zhao Jiuge.

"Brother Zhao, I heard that the noise you made yesterday was not small. It was very lively last night." Leng Rufeng stared at Zhao Jiuge earnestly, and chuckled gently with his hands behind his back to Zhao Jiuge Said.

Yesterday’s things were quite turbulent. Now the two sides are incompatible with fire and water, and they fought a lot yesterday. The cold and wind side suffered a lot, so naturally they won’t swallow this breath. Naturally, I was afraid of being retaliated by these poor disciples, and naturally some people were staring at the movements of Leng Rufeng and others.

Leng Rufeng, who left the house yesterday, went to do the aftermath work with the remaining few, and soon heard the movement and learned of Zhao Jiuge’s actions. Leng Rufeng couldn’t help but look at him with admiration, never expected himself As soon as he left, he made such a pleasing move, and at the same time felt a trace of admiration in his heart. Not everyone can have this courage. Faced with this dude who writes good family background, who can not feel vigilant?

Zhao Jiuge just smiled casually, waved without a trace, a little embarrassed, and shook his head modestly, "Where, I just can’t swallow this breath, and I live in the same roof with Luo Xie’s brothers and sisters. Next, seeing him like that makes me feel uncomfortable. Are the children of the aristocratic family great? As long as we work hard, even if we start later than others, and our background is worse than others, we can still get ahead. I am afraid that some people feel mediocre. Comparing people, who is much stupid than anyone."

As the tone of voice confided, Zhao Jiuge, who was originally like a leader, gradually exudes a different aura, unintentionally exuding a confident posture between his gestures, his eyes are piercing, and his words are powerful.

Not only is Leng Rufeng, even the seven or eight teenagers who followed Leng Rufeng looked at Zhao Jiuge at this time with admiration. One of them was dark-skinned and had a burly appearance than a normal young man. Honest, his face flushed with excitement, his mouth was tightly closed, his eyes were staring at Zhao Jiuge without blinking.

This burly, dark-skinned teenager immediately attracted Zhao Jiuge's eyes, and couldn't help but look at the opposite side. His face was a bit familiar, knowing that he should be this group of disciples, but he didn't remember the name.

Seeing Zhao Jiuge looking at the direction behind him, Leng Rufeng smiled knowingly and explained, "Brother Jiuge, I almost forgot, I will introduce you to you. These are all good brothers together. There is no scheming, they are all like-minded friends, and they are all about the same birth. After they came, they were bullied by those disciples of the family, so they naturally formed a group. That's why the group fight yesterday."

Leng Rufeng couldn’t help feeling a bit funny when he saw the dark-skinned, burly, simple and conscientious look. He took a step back, pulled his sleeves, and said with a chuckle, “He’s called Zhou Dahu. He admires you very much. ."

Seeing Leng Rufeng pulling himself and introducing himself to his idol, Zhao Jiuge, Zhou Dahu was flustered and somewhat cautious. Then he saw that Zhao Jiuge’s gentle face was not as proud as those from the family because of his superior strength. Brutality, I feel a little more relaxed, but I feel a little overwhelmed when I just relax.

He held the corner of his sword robe tightly in his hand, just smirking honestly, not knowing what to do for a long time, maybe because he felt that his appearance was too shameful, Zhou Dahu swallowed nervously. His lips trembled a little, "Senior Brother Zhao, since I saw your handsome appearance that time, I...I...I have been shocked by the heavens. I have admired you for a long time, and today I finally saw the living Senior Brother Zhao." /

Zhou Dahu's fingers were sweating while pinching his robe. His face only knew a silly smile. His expression became a little stiff when he kept laughing. When he heard the teasing voices of his surrounding companions and Zhao Jiuge's stunned expression, Suddenly Zhou Dahu felt that something was wrong and said something wrong.

His face flushed immediately and became even more nervous. He raised his hands and shook his head violently. At the same time, his simple and honest face also shook his head. He quickly explained, "No, I was wrong, Brother Zhao, it is so close. I have seen Brother Zhao."

Seeing the appearance of the honest and honest Zhou Dahu, although Zhao Jiuge met him for the first time, he couldn’t help but develop a good impression. He didn’t want to let Zhou Dahu continue to be embarrassed, and said, "It’s okay, this is not acquaintance today. Can you see me alive often."

After finishing talking about Zhao Jiuge’s eyes with smile, and a more understanding humorous joking, for a while the atmosphere in the yard was pleasant, cold and windy secretly relieved, yesterday he was still entangled in how to deal with this matter, some headaches , After all, no matter how strong he is, it is hard to support it. After sending Luo Xie back yesterday, he has the meaning of contacting Zhao Jiuge, but things are going smoother than expected. Zhao Jiuge not only shot immediately, but also so easy to get along with. From the moment Zhao Jiuge took the shot, no matter what his heart was, whether for Luo Xie or to join the circle, he had to tie up with his own circle list to deal with that group of aristocratic children.

But Zhao Jiuge is not stupid in his heart, but he does not resist other people’s kindness, and after initial contact, he also likes the simple nature of these teenagers. It is easy to make people feel good, compared to Wang Wanwan and Mu Zijun. There are quite aristocratic children in the city, Zhao Jiuge prefers to get along with these young people who don't have any complicated scheming, so that he can not only be more carefree, but also make his heart more relaxed.

Even behind Leng Rufeng there are seven or eight teenagers who stepped forward and greeted Zhao Jiuge one by one. Zhao Jiuge responded with a smile, without the slightest arrogance. Seeing Leng Rufeng, he wanted to say hello. Zhao Jiuge knew it well and couldn't hide words in his heart, so he immediately confided his heart, "Well, I know what you mean, don't worry, I was born in poverty, and Luo Xie is my brother. I haven’t had any friends since I was a kid. I have to be accompanied by a little Trojan horse. Since you see me, no matter what they want then, count me."

Hearing Zhao Jiuge's straight-forward words, seven or eight people, including Leng Rufeng and Zhou Dahu, had all expressions moved. Although the words were straightforward, there was nothing fancy, but the true feelings were very reassuring.

"It's great, with Brother Zhao, we will never be bullied again, and kill those Gouri grandsons!" The burly Zhou Dahu gritted his teeth and cursed with his fist in his right hand.

Leng Rufeng’s last breath in his heart dissipated after hearing Zhao Jiuge’s promise, and the seven or eight teenagers headed by Zhou Dahu were more cheering, because with the addition of Zhao Jiuge, it’s not just more. It's as simple as one person. Yesterday, four or five people on both sides fought each other, but their side fell into a disadvantage.

They are all teenagers, and they live to breathe out.

Whoever feels uncomfortable after being beaten, with the addition of Zhao Jiuge, whether it is birth or morale, everyone's mood can be uplifted. Even if they were beaten yesterday, they are gearing up again at this time, a little eager to move. Fight against that bunch of aristocratic children.

"Hahahaha...I think some of you may not be too happy too early." Suddenly a word that didn't fit the atmosphere resounded in the courtyard.

Zhao Jiuge and Leng Rufeng both condensed their eyebrows at the same time, squinting their eyes to the door, and seeing the grace fluttering, Mu Zijun swaying the jade fan at the threshold, looking at him with a smile. With Zhao Jiuge's group of people, the two of them didn't even feel anyone approaching, which made the two of them secretly vigilant, this Mu Zijun is really unfathomable.

Seeing Mu Zijun's arrival, the seven or eight figures who followed Leng Rufeng suddenly glared and moved lightly, secretly presenting an oval shape surrounding Mu Zijun. Seeing that, they just didn’t agree. It is possible to do it.

After all, it was Mu Zijun who started the darkest, fastest and heaviest yesterday. Mu Zijun sneered at the small movements of this group of people, and the corners of his mouth evoked a sneer, but he didn't move, just in Zhao Jiuge Looking back and forth between the faces of Leng Rufeng and Leng Rufeng, there was amusement in their eyes, only when they looked at Zhao Jiuge, there was a touch of complexity.

However, Mu Zijun, who has been nurtured by his family since he was a child, has a cold heart, and will not disrupt the situation that has been established today for a little bit of old love, but now it is only cold-blooded.

"Zhao Jiuge, can you do it?" Without any rough words, Mu Zijun just raised his brows and a smile on his face, but this light and fluttering word was more annoying than any provocation.

Zhou Dahu originally had an angry face, when he saw Mu Zijun doubting the idol in his heart, his simple face rose and his face flushed, he was originally honest, and his speech was a bit clumsy. At this time, I don’t know why, even the words are smooth. I didn’t stammer and yelled aloud, “Is it okay? If you know it on your old lady, you know it’s okay.”

Zhou Dahu was originally a burly figure, and coupled with this vicious appearance, it was unimaginable to connect him with that simple and honest boy. With this big curse, a lot of saliva spurted out.

"The soil buns are the soil buns, and their words are rude. Believe it or not, I can handle your group of soil buns. If you want to make a round, you can make a round, if you want to squash, you can pinch." Facing Zhou Dahu's scolding , Mu Zijun was not angry with the city, but the sneer and disdain on his face became stronger, and he still said tepidly.

Faced with the curse words without a dirty word in Mu Zijun’s mouth, Zhao Jiuge laughed backwards, without any movement or reaction. Time seemed to have been static for a few seconds. Eight or nine people in the courtyard were there. Waiting for Zhao Jiuge's reaction, I was watching how Zhao Jiuge would deal with this matter.

Seeing that Zhao Jiuge did not respond for a long time, everyone was a little disappointed, thinking that even Zhao Jiuge was afraid of Mu Zijun. However, when everyone including Zhou Dahu was about to sigh and sigh, the next moment, Zhao Jiuge said with a smile A word of meaning, immediately made everyone's blood boil, and their eyes were fiery!

"Please return the force to the cow." Zhao Jiuge didn't forget to use his right hand to pull a few traces of the hair around his forehead, and looked at Mu Zijun with a smile on the tip of the needle.