Even if we meet, we should not know [new version]

May I ask who would dare to grab Lin Zichu's arm and drag him to the ground?

And who dares to come to his side, inhale frivolously, and praise him for his strange fragrance?

After Lin Zichu heard what Qian Qing said, he felt a vein on his forehead bulge, he twisted his right hand, and after breaking free from Qian Qing's shackles, Lin Zichu raised his fist and hit Qian Qing's face, angrily said:

"absurd!"

When Lin Zi first saw Qian Qing was a mortal, and when he saw Qian Qing's extraordinary aptitude again, he felt sympathetic to each other, so he didn't use his immortal power in this attack, and Qian Qing turned around to dodge it.

Qian Qing turned over from the ground and said: "Why are you angry? You still want to hit me in the face, so merciless."

Lin Zichu coughed: "You need to be cautious in your words and deeds, if there is a next time, I will never forgive you."

Lin Zichu looked at Qianqing with lightning-like eyes, and there was an awe-inspiring prestige between his brows, which made no one dare to offend.

"...Why didn't you spare me?" Qianqing was annoyed in her heart, with a sinister smile on her face, she said, "For the sake of not getting into trouble just now, let me let you do it once. Okay, I take back what I just said .You don't smell good at all, it stinks, even if Shouxi doesn't wash her hair for a month, she won't have you..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Zichu's right finger curled forward, attacking with momentum like a rainbow.

The blow came with great force.

Qian Qing had expected it a long time ago, seeing Lin Zichu pointing forward, he retreated intently.

However, Lin Zichu's blow was very mysterious, Qianqing clearly dodged it, but for some reason, the next moment, she was hit hard on the jaw by that man's finger, and she raised her head high.

Qian Qing was in pain, jumped back again and again, and shouted: "My boy, do you treat guests like this? If I don't let you a few times, housekeeper Liu will know about it in the future, and they will scold me for not being modest."

"Stop talking nonsense," Lin Zichu said, "If I let you back me for a while, then..."

Before he finished speaking, he coughed violently.Qianqing saw that Lin Zichu's exhaled air condensed into two transparent air columns in his nasal cavity, as if a person was in the cold winter season, which was very strange.He stepped forward and asked, "Are you cold?"

Lin Zichu kept silent, suddenly leaned over to Qianqing, and pushed him on the back.Qianqing couldn't resist and threw herself on the ground.

Lin Zichu leaped forward, straddled the hollow of Qianqing's back, raised his right hand, wrapped around Qianqing's neck, and ruthlessly pulled back, saying:

"Who will let whom now?"

Qianqing didn't expect that the kid would push it as soon as he said it.He was grateful to Lin Zichu, he didn't want to fight him, if Lin Zichu knew some kindness, he shouldn't have shot Qian Qing.

Who would have thought that Lin Zichu would be so ungrateful, that he would use such means to strangle Qian Qing at the beginning.One must know that Qianqing was struggling outside, struggling to survive, but she never fell into such a disadvantage at the beginning, she was furious in her heart, and intended to turn over and set Lin Zichu up, but how could she succeed in such a posture?

Qian Qing held Amao in the palm of her left hand, not letting him help her.His right hand cut Lin Zichu's wrist, but the man was extremely strong in enduring pain and had great strength, so he never let go.

Lin Zichu slightly loosened Qianqing's Adam's apple, leaving him room to speak, and asked, "Are you convinced?"

Qianqing squeezed out a voice from her throat, and said, "Let go, we will fight again."

"Okay," Lin Zichu let go of his hand, and coughed intermittently, "I'll let you lose your heart today."

Qianqing stood up from the ground, furious in her heart, said: "Little turtle slave, please come and teach me a few tricks."

Lin Zichu coughed angrily, and rushed forward brazenly.

Early summer is rainy.

The Weiling Pavilion was dark and dark, and suddenly a few muffled thunders rolled across the sky, and the paper windows were shaken by the strong wind.

Inside the cabinet, there are two teenagers in white clothes who are fighting close to each other at this moment.The two are about the same height, and one of them has a handsome appearance, but there is a hint of evil in his eyebrows and eyes.The other person has an elegant appearance, with a resolute and solemn expression on his face.

Compared with monks who specialize in physical skills, the young Lin Zichu's physical skills are slightly weaker.

In addition, he was suffering from a cough, and even though his cultivation talent was amazing, if he didn't use his immortal power, the two of them would really be indistinguishable for a while.

The longer the time dragged on, Lin Zichu couldn't help secretly applauding in his heart.

Qian Qing was able to fight Lin Zichu evenly, if this kind of record was known to outsiders, they would be stunned.

The two of you come and go, legs and feet touch each other, and in the room, the rapid breathing of the two of them gradually becomes heavier.

After a while, only the torrential rain was heard, and the sound of pine trees outside the window was like waves.

Dozens of bolts of lightning flashed across the sky at the same time, almost lighting up the night.

A few thunderclaps sounded outside the window, as if hitting someone's ears, it was deafening.

Lin Zichu's right hand reached out to Qianqing's chest.Lightning illuminated the dimly lit room, Qianqing caught the man's fist and pushed back hard, and saw that the skin on the man's arms was extremely white, as if transparent.

Under this push, Qian Qing suddenly turned her hand and pulled the person towards her side with her hands full of curiosity.

Lin Zichu's punch was originally a forward force, resisting Qian Qing's thrust.Unexpectedly, the opponent suddenly helped the enemy and pulled forward.When Linzi first punched, his foot was not stable, he couldn't help but fell forward fiercely, he was about to rush out of Qianqing's head, but he threw him behind him.Lin Zichu's reaction was extremely quick, he suddenly sank down, grabbed Qian Qing's shoulder with his backhand, and both of them rolled to the ground.

When Lin Zichu rushed forward, Qianqing raised her legs, twisted hard, and pressed on the opponent.However, the other party didn't give up, the two rolled on the ground countless times, and finally Lin Zichu pressed Qian Qing's wrist on the top of his head with both hands, almost dying of coughing:

"You...cough cough...are you convinced this time? Do you still dare to scold me?"

Qian Qing was also out of breath, he snorted coldly, and said: "I don't accept it! I got sick today and the pain was severe, otherwise..."

Before he finished speaking, he stopped.

Because Qianqing knew that Lin Zichu was also sick, and the two fought close to each other, and he coughed so much that he couldn't even stand up straight.

Thinking of this, Qian Qing felt extremely ashamed, her cheeks flushed red immediately.However, at his age, how could he be willing to show weakness in front of others, he quickly recovered, and glared at Lin Zichu fiercely.

However, Lin Zichu saw Qian Qing's embarrassed expression, he couldn't help but be taken aback, he couldn't help but let go of the man's wrist, and got up from him.

Qianqing suddenly jumped up from the ground, cupped her hands and said:

"Thank you for your instruction. Goodbye."

After speaking, he walked out without looking back.

At the beginning of Linzi's love for talents, he wanted to tell the other party the truth, for example, he was not a servant of Linjiazhuang.If Qianqing knew that she was Lin Zichu, perhaps defeat would not be so difficult for him to accept.

However, Qianqing walked so quickly, just as Lin Zichu opened his mouth, the cold air in his lungs rushed to his throat, and he couldn't help coughing twice.If he wanted to call Qianqing to stay again, that person had already rushed out of the door of Weiling Pavilion.

Outside the door, it was dark and windy, with lightning and thunder, and it rained heavily and miserably.

A cloud floated from the village to the distance.

Suddenly, I came to the boundary wall of Zhengwuzhou.

There are steep and towering strange mountains everywhere. I don't know how many billions of years they have stood here since the creation of heaven and earth.

Thousands of peaks row halberds, and thousands of people open their screens.

Among the mountains, there is a mountain that is the most peculiar.

The whole body of the mountain is black, rising from the ground, soaring into the clouds.The mountain is covered with a layer of thin film, and when you touch it with your hands, there will be clear water ripples.

If a mortal touches it, they will not enter the interior of the boundary membrane, let alone see the black fairy mountain, and will only be moved elsewhere by the great magic power of the formation outside the boundary membrane.

If a monk condenses the immortal power in the palm, he can enter through the wall and see a precipitous and towering fairy mountain in front of him.

It is the symbol of Zhengwuzhou Immortal Dao, the pillar of Optimus.

The peak of Optimus Pillar, the giant of Zhengwuzhou Immortal Dao, Zhengyang Immortal Sect.

A thin old man sat on the Yaotai.He was dressed in an apricot-yellow robe and overcoat. He looked very old, with white beard and hair, and long eyebrows hanging down on the ground.

He was so thin that he could barely support the apricot yellow robe, which covered his bony body and was too wide to see the rise and fall of the old man's breathing.

The old man's complexion was scorched, and there was a teardrop hanging on the lower eyelid of his right eye, exuding a feeling of grief.

He raised his hand tremblingly, and shouted in a voice as weak as a moan:

"Zhaoming...Zhaoming..."

Under the Yaotai, a tall and thin man stood up and bowed his hands in salute.The man is dressed in a red and white two-color toga with an elegant appearance.Looking carefully, the man's eyebrows are very special, in the shape of a half-faced yin-yang fish, and the color is vermilion.At first glance, it looks like red leaves falling into autumn water, which makes people feel good.

"Zhaoming..."

The old man's lips trembled, and he said in a crying tone.

"Find that kid... find that kid..."

The man in the red and white robe bowed his head and said forcefully, "Yes, Master."

The old man closed his eyes and let out a long 'hmm'.

When he closed his eyes, an extremely powerful immortal power surged out from the shriveled old man. The figure of the old man sometimes became blurred and sometimes clear. Sometimes he looked like a young child, sometimes he looked like a Then he turned into a handsome boy in his twenties again.

Feng Zhaoming raised his head and saw the master's appearance, his heart was sore and he couldn't speak.

Premature aging!

On the Yaotai, a fish-mouthed fairy beast continuously spewed out mist.Thick fog billowed and floated outside the hall.

There are plaques hanging outside the hall.

There are four big characters written on the plaque.

It is Baizang Immortal Palace.

The author has something to say:

"Thousands of peaks line up halberds, and Wanren spreads its screens."

Quoted from "Journey to the West"