At this time, Zhang Zhenkun looked at the huge figure in front of him, his face extremely complicated.

Like Mo Cangkong, Zhang Zhenkun is one of the few people who know the secret of Yin Shen.

Naturally, he guessed the identity behind the Yin God in front of him at the first moment.

"Thanks for your hard work!"

Zhang Zhenkun looked at Yin Shen's weak eyes and used his divine thoughts to transmit voice to the other party.

The Yin God in front of him did not react at all. He just looked straight at Zhang Zhenkun and Xiang Xu beside Zhang Zhenkun.

"Master, why do you feel like he's staring at me all the time? And, it seems that he's still laughing..."

Xiang Xu expressed his feelings in confusion.

In fact, Xiang Xu's feeling is completely correct.

At this moment, the Yin God was indeed staring at him and smiling.

That should be the most realistic performance of someone who saw his former friend again after two years through the eyes of the Yin God.

When Zhang Zhenkun heard Xiang Xu's words, he also smiled knowingly.

"That may be because he thinks you are handsome."

Zhang Zhenkun smiled slightly and said jokingly.

Hearing this, Xiang Xu felt that the chrysanthemum tightened, turned his head and looked at Zhang Zhenkun beside him with a cowardly expression.

"Really or not?"

Zhang Zhenkun nodded seriously, "Really!"

This time, Xiang Xu was about to cry.

At this moment, the huge black shadow in front of him seemed to have fulfilled his last wish and then disappeared directly in front of everyone.

Such a huge body suddenly disappeared, and the entire battlefield became extremely empty for a moment!

Seeing this scene, Xiang Xu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the other party disappeared, otherwise, with the other party's model, I would really not be able to withstand it.

Zhang Zhenkun looked at the empty space in front of him, but felt a little lost and couldn't help but sigh.

Then, Zhang Zhenkun's eyes quickly fell on a figure not far away.

"Have you met Master!"

Zhang Zhenkun led the people from Shenyue Pavilion to Mo Cangkong and saluted directly and respectfully.

Su Liang, Xiang Xu, and the disciples of Shenyue Pavilion following behind were all stunned.

They have been in Shenyue Pavilion for so long, and have never heard of the master still in the world.

However, they were just stunned for a moment, and soon followed Zhang Zhenkun and saluted Mo Cangkong.

"Have you met Master!"

Everyone shouted in unison.

Seeing so many juniors standing in front of them so respectfully, Mo Cangqiong coughed twice, and he was also a little arrogant.

He raised his tone and said seriously: "Let me be calm!"

Zhang Zhenkun: “…”

Everyone: "..."

Everyone looked at each other, thinking that their master was probably not very smart when he was old. Is this fucking going to be emperor?

Zhang Zhenkun, who had always been calm, couldn't help but feel embarrassed at this time and didn't know how to answer the conversation.

Just as Mo Cangkong was quite enjoying the feeling of returning to the top, his ears were grabbed and he fell to the ground.

"Stand flat? What a flat body? Just kneel down honestly!"

Yuwen Guxue shouted angrily.

Yuwen Guxue, who is usually cold and serious, is now like a shrew who has been completely angry, bullying a pitiful widowed old man.

Mo Cangkong just now seemed to be about to ascend the throne, but in a blink of an eye, he almost experienced the feeling of dying on the spot.

Zhang Zhenkun and the disciples of the Shenyue Pavilion who were standing beside him couldn't help but twitch when they saw this scene.

The one in front of me is also the dignified master of their Shenyue Pavilion, but now someone is forced to kneel down. This is too miserable.

At this time, Mo Cangkong also felt embarrassed.

He originally wanted to make a spell in front of his younger disciples and pretend, but he didn't expect that he would almost lose his life if he didn't pretend.

"No, no, it hurts, it hurts so much..."

Mo Cangqiong covered his ears and screamed in pain.

"It hurts? You actually know it hurts. Do you know how much my heart has hurt over the years?!"

Yuwen Guxue shouted angrily at Mo Cangkong.

Over the years, Yuwen Guxue has lived in pain all the time, and even her attitude towards the outside world has become cold.

The pain of being abandoned by her lover tortures her heart day and night, making her feel extremely painful.

Now, the man who once abandoned her has appeared in front of her again, and told her that everything before was just a lie to her. What kind of mood should Yuwen Guxue feel in her heart?

Yuwen Guxue is now so murderous!

"Gu Xue, don't do this, so many people are watching..."

Mo Cangqiong was worried about face and said that, he was about to stand up.

Unfortunately, before he could stand up, Yuwen Guxue kicked to the ground again.

"Mo Cangqiong, do you still know how to be shameless? If you are so shameless, you can do such a heartless thing!"

Yuwen Guxue said, and another slap hit Mo Cangqiong directly on the head.

Because of the difference in appearance and age between the two, the scene in front of them was like a domineering daughter-in-law bullying a widowed father-in-law.

It’s so miserable, so cruel and cruel!

However, the disciples of the Shenwu Sword Sect were constantly cheering in their hearts and almost shouting out loud.

They had almost heard the whole story just now.

The general meaning is that this old man is old and still eats young grass. He takes advantage of his leader. In the end, he even throws his birds away and leaves his leader ruthlessly. Then he runs outside alone and has a happy life. Finally, he has overdrawn his body and can't do anything. Then he eats back and comes back to find his leader again.

That's right, it's such a heroic love story.

Everyone in the Shenwu Sword Sect felt that such a top scumbag should be beaten to death!

But the people in Shenyue Pavilion couldn't stand it anymore.

Cruel! It's simply too cruel!

After all, he is the master of their Sword Sect, but now he is being beaten so hard in front of so many people. What kind of morality is this?!

How could they watch and stand by and watch?!

Absolutely impossible!

So, Zhang Zhenkun, the head of the sect, stood up first.

"Xiao Kun, save me!"

Seeing Zhang Zhenkun stand up on his own initiative, Mo Cangkong suddenly seemed to have seen a life-saving straw, thinking that he was going to stand up for him.

"What, are you doing?"

Yuwen Guxue looked at Zhang Zhenkun and asked with a cold face.

"Oh, it's okay, I just want to say that since Master Yuwen still has family matters to deal with, we won't intervene much. In this way, you can do it first, let's see if the ancient beasts there still need to continue chasing them!"

Zhang Zhenkun said with a smile on his face.

That's right, they can't watch their masters and ancestors being abused. They really can't bear it. Since that's the case, then it's a purity to lose sight of them.

Don’t ask anything, it’s love!

"Teacher takes care of you!"

Zhang Zhenkun bowed to Mo Cangkong who was kneeling on the ground and said.

"Teacher takes care of you!"

Everyone behind him bowed and shouted in unison.

"I'm fucking..."

Mo Cangqiong was so angry that he was about to vomit blood.

He really didn't expect that he would have done such a shameless thing to ignore his life and death when he saw Zhang Zhenkun, who had grown up since childhood!

"Xiao Kun, Zhang Zhenkun, come back for me!"
To be continued...