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Chapter two hundred and thirteen: peerless genius

The atmosphere above the restaurant is solemn.

Seeing Tang Jiu and Long Er having an argument, many people not only did not leave, but came over, looking like they were not afraid of big things when they watched the fun.

Anyway, this is Taixu Illusion Realm, and it won’t really die. What’s more, after the transformation of Taixu Illusion Realm, there is no way to take action in various towns.

...

"Long Ergou, it's not welcome here, get out quickly!"

Tang Jiu finally met Zhuo Yunxian and was ready to have a good exchange. Naturally, he didn't want to be disturbed by the annoying people.

After four years of growth, Long Er also felt a little concise in his heart. How could he be angry with Tang Jiusan's words: "Tang Xiaojiu, this is Tianfeng Ancient City, not your home. I come if I want to come, and if I don't want to leave, I won't leave. What can you do to me?"

"You..." Tang Jiu was speechless and could only hum, "How do you know my bet?"

"You forgot that I am also a member of the Kingly Alliance?"

Long Er said proudly: "By the way, Tang Xiaojiu, I heard that your little girl companion is almost eighteen years old? I believe you know the rules of Zuihualou. In a few days, I will take your little girl companion to your adultery gift and perform a good show of "Dragon and Flying Phoenix Dance" for you... You said, will it be very exciting and lively at that time??"

"You are shameless!"

Tang Jiu clenched his fists and stared at Long Er with gritted teeth, wishing he could kill the other party with one punch.

Long Er found out where Ning Xiaozhen's origin, and every time he met, he threatened it. However, Tang Jiu was afraid that he would not know what to do. He was afraid that Long Er would hurt Ning Xiaozhen regardless of his face.

"Tang Jiu."

Zhuo Yunxian stepped forward and patted Tang Jiu on the shoulder, signaling the other party to calm down, and then comforted him: "If you want to hit someone, let me do it. I have a lot of strength and I am better at hitting someone."

"Xiaoxian, you..."

Tang Jiu smiled bitterly. This is in Tianfeng Ancient City. There are rules and regulations of Taixu Illusion Realm, so he could not do anything at all, otherwise he would have gone up to fight to the death.

"puff!"

Long Er suddenly laughed out loud, and then he noticed Zhuo Yunxian's existence. After four years, although he still remembered the name of "Yun Xiaoxian", he had long forgotten the other party's appearance.

However, in Long Er's view, people are divided into groups and birds of a feather flock together. The other party and Tang Jiu, a coward, must have no ability, otherwise they would not have known the rules of the illusion and illusion, and would have spoken out the "dream talk" here.

"Tang Jiu, did you invite this kid to come and make you laugh? Do you want to laugh to death and then inherit everything from me? Who do he thinks he is? He actually wants to hit me here? Come! You come and hit me! I beg you, come..."

The words came to an abrupt end, and Long Er couldn't help but be stunned!

Under everyone's surprised gaze, Zhuo Yunxian's fist hit Long Er's face with no blockage or surprise.

"Peng!"

Long Er fell to the ground, his expression a little confused, and he even forgot about the pain.

Who am I? Where am I? What happened just now!?

There was a dead silence around, and everyone's eyes fell on Zhuo Yunxian's fist.

The other party actually took action? And he really hit him? He was not even rejected!?

Could this guy be the real son of Tai Illusion Realm?

Uh... Zhuo Yunxian has a spiritual mark given by Qian Mo, which is equivalent to the descendant of Taixu Immortal Sect. Naturally, he will not be rejected by the rules, so it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the biological son of Taixu Illusion Realm.

"You, you, how dare you hit me!"

Long Er came to his senses and found himself falling to the ground, looking very embarrassed.

He glared at Zhuo Yunxian fiercely. Before he could curse a few words, Zhuo Yunxian's fist came again.

"Peng!"

"Peng!Peng!Peng!"

One punch after another, it fell on Long Er's face very rhythmically, and only on Long Er's face.

After a while, Long Er became a pig head, making the people around him extremely happy.

Tang Jiu felt very happy and wished he could do it with his own hands to relieve the hatred in his heart.

"Hahaha! Long Ergou, how do you feel? If you hit you, do you need to pick it? You deserve to beat me!"

Hearing Tang Jiu's ridicule, Long Er was frightened and did not dare to speak out. He could only look at Zhuo Yunxian and Tang Jiu with resentment. He secretly swears to roar, he must get back the humiliation he suffered ten times hundred times.

"It's you! It's you!"

Long Er finally thought of something, his eyes were full of incredible: "I remembered that you are Yun Xiaoxian, you are the Yun Xiaoxian back then!"

Long Er will never forget the humiliation left to him by Zhuo Yunxian, and almost became the shadow of his practice and the inner demon.

...

"Huh!? It's quite lively here!"

While talking, a woman in purple and a boy in yellow went to the restaurant, surrounded by a group of young men and women, both of whom were rich and noble princes and daughters.

When he saw the visitor, Long Er showed surprise on his face: "Sister Ling, you are finally here!"

"Rong Er? Why did you look like this?"

Zi Ling almost got caught by Long Er's appearance and asked curiously.

Long Er felt aggrieved, shy and angry, and almost cried out: "It's Yun Xiaoxian... He is Yun Xiaoxian. The Yun Xiaoxian back then, he is back. It's him who challenged the ranking record. It's him who labeled me like this! You have to be fair for me!"

After saying that, the second in command of Long pointed at Zhuo Yunxian fiercely, looking angry and cowardly. There was no way, he was indeed scared by Zhuo Yunxian.

"Yun Xiaoxian? Beat you? Take action in this place?"

Zi Ling couldn't help but be stunned, then looked at Zhuo Yunxian, and she really looked a little familiar.

At this time, Tang Jiu immediately stepped forward and explained, "Sister Ling, don't listen to Long Ergou's nonsense. He was the one who provoked us first, and he begged Xiaoxian to beat him up. If you don't believe me, ask the people around you, they all heard it."

"That's right, what Wu saw with his own eyes was this second young master Long who spoke rudely."

Wu Tong immediately spoke up to testify for Tang Jiu, and the people around him who were not serious about the matter also agreed, annoying Long Er and was so angry that he wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl in.

"You won't withdraw something if you don't want to go!"

Zi Ling scolded casually, which could be regarded as relieving Long Er's siege, and the latter retreated to his companion in shame.

"Yun Xiaoxian? It's you!"

Zi Ling walked up and said with a respect: "I had parted with you four years ago. If I hadn't heard your name recently, I would have almost forgotten you... Let me introduce it officially, Zi Ling, a disciple of the purple-clothed disciple of Yuhua Immortal Sect."

The Yuhua Immortal Sect is all female, and all disciples are divided into four colors of clothes: "white, green, blue, and purple". The purple disciples are one of the successors of the Yuhua Immortal Sect in the future. Their status is extremely noble, especially the situation of the Yuhua Immortal Sect is very special, which is related to many forces.

After a pause, Zi Lingfu smiled and introduced: "The one beside me is a genius disciple of the Huangji Immortal Sect. I believe you have heard of his name, Huangfu Jiuzhen."

A peerless genius, Huangfu Jiuzhen!

When the people around him heard this, they couldn't help but breathe.

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