Chapter 2395

Bang! Bang!

The short man frowned and looked at the lighter, only to find that there was a gust of wind blowing in the face. After rubbing his eyes, he saw a dark shadow blocking his sight. What he saw was a strange face, which was a bit fake with a smile.

"Do you want me to light your cigarette?"

Yin Zhiping looked at the short man with a smile on his face. He then pulled out a lighter from his pocket and said, "my lighter is awesome enough to make you smoke."

"Who are you? Why haven't I seen you before? "

At this time, he can still stand here safe and sound. Naturally, the short man regards Yin Zhiping as a member of the Tsing Yi cult, that is, his companion. But he seems to have never seen this face. Is it possible that he is from the Maoshan school?

"Why have we met each other? You're wearing blue clothes, I didn't wear them. Isn't the answer obvious?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Yin Zhiping ordered the cigarette in the short man's mouth, and then patted the former on the shoulder: "if you hadn't told us about the Tsing Yi sect frankly and leniently, you would have died many times just now. How could you have this leisure time to smoke?"

Tick, tick, tick.

The cold sweat fell from his forehead to the cigarette, and the short man took a subconscious puff. The cigarette soaked in water has a astringent smell when it is smoked, and it is very hot and choking. But these are not things. He has already understood who this man is, from Maoshan school.

"Don't talk, just look at it. After all, you are the first Tsing Yi believer who defected. We will not embarrass you for your heart." He took out a paper towel and wiped the sweat on his forehead for the short man. Yin Zhiping looked at the woman in green on the opposite side: "your religious master is very angry, but you must be obedient even if you are irritable in front of our elder brother."

Leng Qingxuan's face is no longer casual, but a serious sense of crisis. It can make her have a sense of crisis when she has the peak strength of Huajin in the medium term. It can be imagined how strong the strength of the other side is. Is it the old monsters of the sects that have launched the attack? Although the Maoshan sect is weak, it is at least the old sect that has some details.

"Leng Qingxuan, the leader of Qingyi sect, please show up and speak."

Although she has confidence in her own strength, she is not so arrogant that she can only surrender herself and shout into the air with the boxing ceremony of Wulin people. Just respond to her is quiet, no one came forward, but she did not relax, is a cry.

"Leng Qingxuan, the leader of Qingyi sect, please show up and speak."

There was a response this time. A gust of wind blew in her ear. Leng Qingxuan looked cautiously and saw that there was a wisp of hair missing from her left shoulder. Such a sudden situation startled her, but it was nothing to feel. This kind of feeling makes her believe her intuition more. If there is no accident, she is really the old monster of Maoshan school.

"Leng Qingxuan, it's a good name. It's a pity that it's not enough."

After hearing the sudden sound behind her, Leng Qingxuan is shocked and looks back. This time she saw people, but it was totally different from what she imagined. In front of her, this was not an old monster, but a young man, younger than him?

"Did you speak just now?" Instead of taking the young man seriously, Leng Qingxuan's eyes fixed: "let the elders of Maoshan school come out, and I want to talk to your elders."

"Far in the sky, near in front of my eyes, have I not come out to meet you?"

The corner of Lin Fan's mouth curved and he looked at Leng Qingxuan from head to toe: "the peak strength of Huajin's mid-term is really good, but it's a pity. How to say, you look so empty. "