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    This time Zheng Xuanlong was assigned the duty of guarding the main hall of the Qianyuan Hall. Compared with four years ago, Zheng Xuanlong not only had a more delicate appearance, but also had more fortitude in his eyebrows, which made him look more heroic.  To say that the guard outside the main hall is not as good as the guard outside the main hall. In addition to having sufficient cultivation, this appearance is also indispensable, and as long as you stand still and do not lose etiquette when people come and go, no matter what  Even so, it's more leisurely than serving tea and pouring water inside.  But who is Zheng Xuanlong? He is a young master from the Xuanwu Mountain lineage. What¡¯s more, Zheng Boqi promised a few years ago that if Zheng Xuanlong can win the first place in the sect competition and enter the Holy Land, he will succeed in establishing the foundation of the Yuan Fei.  , he was allowed to recognize his ancestors and return to his clan, and his name was rectified.  With Zheng Xuanlong's current cultivation level, he is the best among his generation. There is no problem in winning the top three. In addition, his shady father Zheng Youbing's protective temper and vicious character, and the current elders  , the mountain masters have no direct blood relatives and must compete for the first place.  Therefore, in this end-of-year competition, no one will take the risk of offending the Xuanwu lineage to compete with Zheng Xuanlong for the first place. In this way, Zheng Xuanlong won the first place in the end-of-year competition and is taking the title of young master of Xuanwu Mountain.  Things are almost a done deal.  Therefore, in the past few years, the disciples of the Xuanwu Mountain lineage have been very accommodating and tolerant of Zheng Xuanlong. The future young master is also a "master", isn't he?  Establishing a good relationship early is the most important thing.  As long as Zheng Boqi is here, who in Xuanwu Mountain dares to be disrespectful to this "master"?  Therefore, although the elder who arranged the mission arranged for Zheng Xuanlong such a relatively leisurely and public mission, Zheng Xuanlong was still very angry in his heart: "When have you ever served someone like this?"  In an unreachable place, it becomes very cool after sunset. At this moment, the moon has quietly risen in the sky, and the cool breeze is blowing outside Qianyuan Hall, which is refreshing and pleasant. However, Zheng Xuanlong has been pretending to smile all day long.  Listening to the people drinking and drinking in the hall, I couldn't help feeling smoldering in my chest, but I couldn't feel the slightest bit of coolness. While he was irritated, a figure passed by and walked out of the hall. Zheng Xuanlong didn't have time to see the man's face clearly, he just felt that it should be a person.  juvenile.  Judging from his clothes, he should be a junior disciple of the Baolun Sect. Judging from the thin figure and elegant figure of this young man, his long hair is shawl down to his waist. He walks calmly and has an elegant and elegant charm. He does not look like  An ordinary disciple.  Zheng Xuanlong was half curious and half wary: Others were still eating in the palace, why did this junior disciple come out?  Will there be any move that is detrimental to the Qianyuan Sect?  So K Xuanlong and the person on duty said a gentle greeting and followed him quietly.  At this time, the young man had already left the palace gate and headed to the square outside the palace. Zheng Xuanlong stood next to the stone lion at the entrance of the hall. He used the huge stone lion to cover his figure, but his eyes followed the square.  The crescent moon hung obliquely in the sky, illuminating the jade-white square like a dream. The young man walked slowly, looking here and there, stopping to linger for a moment from time to time, gradually walking away.  , slowly walked to the edge of the square, sat on the white marble railing and quietly watched the night of Qianyuan Mountain.  Zheng Xuanlong looked at the young man's figure. Behind him were the brilliant lights, and his fellow disciples were constantly coming and going around him. In the distance, where the young man was sitting on the white marble railing, the moonlight was like water, elegant and cool, which made the young man stand out.  His figure is extremely lonely.  For a long time, Zheng Xuanlong felt a little crazy as he watched the young man sitting quietly, as if he was in another world.  Suddenly a gentle voice sounded in his ears: "The night is cold, junior brother, be careful to catch a cold." "Who is it?" Zhou Chuanzhi was so shocked that he forgot that he was sitting on the white marble railing beside the square, and suddenly turned around and paused.  Losing balance, he screamed "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" and then turned over the railing.  Outside the railing, there was a bottomless void. Fortunately, Zhou Chuanzhi remained calm. When his body was falling outwards, he twisted his waist and forcefully turned his body sideways. He clasped his right hand back and tried to buckle it.  Stay on the railing.  Unexpectedly, the railing was not fastened, but a big hand was clasped, and a low cry came from my ear: "Junior brother, be careful. Only after clasping your hand did you hear the cry. It can be seen that the rescuer's reaction was also extremely alert. He clasped Zhou Chuanzhi's hand.  It was Zheng Xuanlong. Zheng Xuanlong had seen Zhou Chuanzhi sitting alone on the railing and admiring the moon. He seemed to be alone in another world. He remembered that he had also lived alone under the moon and had hurt his own life. He couldn't help but feel a little touched in his heart.  After walking over, Zhou Chuanzhi felt so sad that Zheng Xuanlong heard the faint sad sigh, and saw Zhou Chuanzhi shuddering and gently hugging himself with his hands. He expected that the young man felt cold because of his sadness.  Feeling pity in his heart, he couldn't help but remind him. After Zheng Xuanlong spoke out, he didn't expect Zhou Chuanzhi to fall out of the railing, but his instinctive reaction made him take action to save him without even thinking about it.  , took a step forward and stretched out his hand to grab the person before he had time to step out. Zhou Chuanzhi felt that the hand holding him was warm and strong. He was determined and held it tightly.He raised his arms in front of him, feeling shocked and angry in his heart. He was shocked that he was bullied into his side without any reaction. He was angry that if he fell from here, he would probably become the first person to fall off a cliff since the beginning of the world.  The monk who was thrown to death was as cowardly as he could be.  As he was thinking, a strong force came from his arm. Zhou Chuanzhi was immediately pulled up in the air. He was lying on his side and was hugged tightly by a man with both arms. At a glance, he saw that the man was about 20 years old.  He was six or seven years old, with a resolute and handsome face full of anxiety.  Putting aside the man's big hand and taking two steps, another voice came from behind: "I am Zheng Xuanlong, a disciple of Zheng Boqi's sect in Xuanwu Mountain. My little brother still needs to stay in Qianyuan Sect for a few days. If you need anything, please feel free to come find him."  Me." Zhou Chuanzhi was even more angry. He flicked his sleeves and quickened his pace.  When people were drinking and drinking in the Qianyuan Hall, there was indeed a different scene in the Qinglong Hall. Wang Yankun's face was cold and he was furious.  But Fatty and Xingye stood in front of them, being scolded by Wang Yankun! They were as silent as a cicada.  "For example, if you don't know the depth, your soul will risk leaving the body without the master's permission, and you will be arrogant and use the realm of foundation building to explore the prohibitions set by the golden elixir in the later stage.  Don't know how to restrain yourself, dazzle the mutated soul and the blue sky under the white sun, etc.  Anyway, no matter what there is, a good training for the face Ø­ training Ø­ After the Sonyo training Ø­ fat man, the training Ø­ After the fat man and then training Ø­ Hoshino.  This whole scolding and scolding lasted for more than an hour. Finally, when Siyu brought the tea for the fifth time, Wang Yankun extinguished his anger and picked up the teacup.
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