Chapter 829, there are still people

A group of people sat on the lawn in the backyard, took out the wine and ingredients, and started cooking themselves. Ding Hao was a bbq enthusiast. When he went out to adventure, he would solve the problem of eating. Free and easy.
"Exactly, I brought some wines from Jianzhou this time, please brothers to taste." Hua Huai'an took out dozens of altar seals from the storage ring, which is the northern region where he collected in the north and the north. The famous wine syrup, uncovering the lid, suddenly has a tempting wine fragrance floating out.
"Good wine, really good wine!" [madman] Lu screamed his nose, the first to take over the wine jar.
Since Lian Dinghao has called Hua Huai An and Gu Shaochu as big brothers, then other people naturally have to give some face. Among them, Wang Xiaoqi has been traded with the Camel Bell caravan many times because of Zongmen trade, and it is long before People are very familiar, and they say hello, and the atmosphere is very exciting.
"When the Qing shirt master was in the world, he liked the wine most." Ding Hao lamented, took a glass of wine from each jar, and sprinkled it in the direction of the sword.
Soon there were footsteps coming.
Ding Hao smiled and got up and said: "Murong Shimei, Yu Shimei, Tianyin Shimei, you are all late, you have to punish!"
The monks who appeared this time were the female disciples of Murong Yanzhi, Yuxi, Tianyin, Qingtan and Li Yiruo. Ding Hao came to the interest and wanted to recall the years when he was a registered disciple. Disciples, all these people were invited.
"Ding brother, you are a busy man now, we can't be bothered." Yuxi smiled.
The little Loli, who looks beautiful and lovely in the past, has now become a slim and beautiful girl. She has a beautiful dress in the water-green Confucian dress, and the Murong tobacco weaving in the back is more and more powerful. It is Qingtan and Tianyin. The qualifications are slightly worse than those of the two men, but they are also among the best-known disciples of the famous disciples, each with their own style.
"Ding brother brother today, how come this Yaxing?" Murong smoked and asked with a smile.
"Suddenly, I missed my previous time. As a registered disciple, although I practice hard in the daily life, I don’t have to worry about the big things. In a blink of an eye, it’s more than six years, and the age is similar. Every year, people are different. You and I are now responsible for the revitalization of the sect. I want to get together again. There are not many opportunities. Today, Ding Hao will be afraid of your time, busy and sit down for a drink and steal. It’s a pleasure to live a half-day leisure!

Ding Hao smiled.
"Also, since you left Master Ding three years ago, there has been no chance to have a good time with Ding Shiyou to ask the martial arts practice." Yuxi is still a simple and simple character, sitting on the lawn. I took a sip of wine and took a big sip.
She and Murong Yanzhi once had a life and death with Ding Hao when they were at the site, and they were Ding Hao's best friend.
In addition to Hua Huai'an and Gu Shaochu, all the people who are doing it are all brothers and sisters, and the relationship has always been harmonious. Even the madman who was previously unsocial, and the madness of Wang Xiaoqi and others, was active under the guidance of Wang Xiaoqi and others. a lot of.
When Ding Hao was absent, these people also took time to gather together and have a good relationship.
The wine is floating in the air.
Ding Hao also wanted to talk and drink with all his friends before he left. He drank a lot of people and drunk, and the sound of guessing and punching was endless. Everyone saw Ding Hao’s nature so high that he was completely let go. If there are outsiders who see this group of drunken people, they can't believe it. These people are all innate martial arts strongmen, and they think they are entering the market vendors.
"Ding Shi brother is a bit strange tonight, it is rare to see him drink like this." Murong smoked and whispered to Yu.
Yuxi nodded: "Yeah, I also think that Ding’s brother seems to have something to do, and he feels that he has to leave again."
Murong Yanzhi looked at Li Yiruo, who was sitting next to him. The gaze of the first beauty of the past five hospitals has been firmly fixed on Ding Hao’s body. Obviously she knows something, but Murong’s tobacco weaving is not good to ask. .
"Who is next to it? A few small hoes, come out." Murong Yanzhi suddenly smiled at the distance.
Nizi, Huanhuan and Gao Xueer walked away from a distance, called a Murong Shishu, and then respectfully came to Ding Hao's front to say hello.
Ding Hao laughed and sent a few gimmick gifts.
These three little girls are very talented. Now they are also the innate powers. They are the three little golden flowers of Jianzong. They are the objects that Li Lan values ​​and cultivates. The fate of the three of them is due to Ding Hao. Change is simply a reinvention, so Ding Hao is both worshipped and awe.
"Ding Shishu group, I represent the friends of the previous slums, I would like to have a cup of you." Huanhuan took up the glass and braved the courage.
"There are two of us..." Gao Xueer and Nizi also came to the front.
Ding Hao smiled and played three little hoes, one small and one bursting, said: "There are no ancestral divisions today, you three little guys, or call me Ding Big Brother." He was also very emotional in his heart, a blink of an eye in the past three The small scorpion scorpion, nowadays, has also become a beautiful and charming girl.
Listening to Ding Hao, he called himself a little guy. The three beautiful girls each had different expressions. Gao Xueer sighed in secret. She has always admired Ding Hao, but obviously she is too far away from her generation or strength. She herself I also know that it is impossible for myself and the handsome man in front of you to be able to close your heart early.
Looking at the three little hoes sitting back, Ding Hao also shook his head gently.
At this time, it is already the sun setting, a round of blue moon hanging high in the air, sprinkling the innocent silver light, let people have the illusion that the wine is not drunk and everyone is drunk.
Ding Hao was about to say something again. Suddenly his face changed and he stood up suddenly. His eyes suddenly became fierce. Looking behind him, he said, "Which high-ranking person is coming, why don't you show up, why are you sneaking? Hidden in the dark?"
Everyone was shocked and immediately surprised.
They don't have the slightest awareness, but Ding Hao's strength is not what they can compare. Is it true that someone is hiding in the dark? In the end, who is this, dare to be so bold, broke into the question of the sword mountain village, do not know that [knife mad swordsman] and [mad knife] are both sitting in the town?
There is no sound coming from the moon shadow.
Ding Hao smiled coldly and said: "Since you are not willing to show up, you Ding Hao will offend."
The voice has not fallen.
A sword light, shot from Ding Hao's fingertips.
As fast as lightning.
Everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the place where Jianguang shot, 20 meters away, in the void, a golden brick wall flashed, and a bang, actually blocked this sword.
Can you block Ding Hao's blow?
Who is so strong?
Ding Hao's face was condensed, step by step, and the finger pointed out slowly. It was also a silver sword and sword light.
"Amitabha, I can't think of Ding Shizhu. Your strength is so advanced. It seems that I don't want to show up later." A voice of Buddha, a golden light, a sound wave like a tangible thing, a silver sword on the sword, a bang The ground was destroyed, and a figure wearing a light yellow denim shirt slowly came out of the void.
Ding Hao was awkward, and his face was bright.
Everyone looked at it, but when they saw the opposite side, it was actually a slender young monk, like a crown jade, a long-eared shoulder, very handsome and elegant, a rare beautiful man, enough to make countless girls crazy, even There are six knots on the head, but it seems that he has a temperament of evil spirits, which makes it easy for the opposite to feel heart.
This young monk can even tie Ding Hao with his strength, and his strength is obviously extraordinary.
It was just that he was pale and seemed to be in poor spirit.
"Hey? It turned out to be the golden scorpion, since it is an old man, how come sneaking in?" Wang Xiaoqi’s big voice shouted out.
This handsome and jealous young monk is the one who has been asked about the swordsman’s sacred place in the Western Desert Buddha’s Holy Land.
Ding Hao's gaze swept over the body of Jin Zizi, revealing a hint of surprise. If he nodded thoughtfully, he said: "The holy scorpion comes from afar, Ding Hao is slow, please come with me." Saying, smiling to others Road: "Everyone please do your best, I am missing for a while."
Jin Zizi nodded and gestured to the crowd, and then followed Ding Hao's body, three or two steps in shape, disappeared together in the same place.
Everyone looked at each other and didn't know what was going on.
Wang Xiaoqi patted his head and suddenly realized that the friendship between Jin Zizi and Ding Hao was extraordinary, and it was completely informative, but he quietly sneaked into the questioning mountain village. Obviously, he did not want to let people know, but he was called by himself. After the origins, did you do something wrong?
And seeing the look of Ding’s brother suddenly became severe, is it something big?
......
"What happened? How did you suffer such a serious injury?"
In the secret room, Ding Hao asked.
Just now he saw it at a glance. There was no injury on the surface of Jin Zizi, but in fact it was already at the point of consuming the power of the source. If it wasn’t for him to be refined, the average person would change his injury. It has fallen.
Jinzizi is the descendant of the Great Leiyin Temple in the Buddhist holy place of the Western Desert. It does not say that the strength has reached the realm of extraordinary sanctification. With his status, he has seriously injured this degree. What kind of person is dare not? Do you care about his teacher's door and give him a heavy hand? Isn't it afraid of revenge from the Great Leiyin Temple?
Without other people present, Kim Jong-tun immediately restored the true color of his rogue man. He did not need to pretend to be a sorghum. He sat down on the ground and snorted: "Amith has a Buddha, let alone other, Is there any healing medicine? The best kind, I will hang it if I don’t treat it."