The female president's personal crazy son-in-law

At the foot of Bajing Mountain, there are three men and two women standing. In these few people, there is nothing but vigor, eagles and wolves.

The oldest man, with a white head and a white beard, and a fluttering robe, looked like a fairy who came out of a myth.

The old man looked at the Bajing Mountain with a pair of peaceful eyes, as if he wanted to penetrate the dense clouds and mists in the Bajing Mountain and look directly at the source.

Soon the old man frowned slightly.

He found that he couldn't see through the fog, and when his sight entered it, he was cut off by an invisible force.

No matter how hard the old man tried, it was difficult to penetrate.

"Unexpectedly, the entire Bajing Mountain is covered by a super large formation. This kind of skill is only possessed by the one on the mountain in today's Huawu world."

The old man sighed deeply, with admiration in his eyes.

"Lin Zuoyun, you are from the ancient Wudang lineage and have always been arrogant. When did you learn such flattering nonsense?"

Beside him, a tall and straight man whose whole body was made of fine steel, sneered.

Lin Zuoyun put his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "Yang Lan, your Hongmen dominates overseas, and you are king with soldiers. When the ancestor of Hongmen was defeated by Yanjing, he kept his door closed."

"If you come again today, you won't be afraid of being found out by Yanjing and beheading you in Huaguo."

As Lin Zuoyun mentioned this, Yang Lan snorted coldly and stopped talking.

The rest of the people also looked gloating, with disdain on their faces.

Hongmen originally originated from the period of the Republic of China and was spontaneously established by countless weak people. Its original intention was to provide shelter for the poor in the world.

But after the development of Hongmen, he turned to the invading enemy, oppressed fish and meat, and harmed nature and justice.

With the defeat of the enemy, Hong Men knew that they would be settled by Hua Guoqiu, so they moved with their gang and fled overseas.

Until 50 years ago, the ancestors of the Hongmen came across the sea, wishing to return to Huaguo and return to their roots.

In the end, Yan Manhong was defeated by Yan Manhong on the top of the East China Sea. The two fought for two days and two nights, and the ancestor of Hongmen was almost seriously injured and dying.

If he didn't run fast, he would have been cut down by Yan Manhong.

Even Yang Lan knew very well that based on what Hongmen did to China back then, if Yan Manhong knew that he was in Jinling right now.

I'm afraid that Yan Manhong will not hesitate to chase and kill him for thousands of miles, but also drive him to a dead end.

Including this time when Yan Lan sneaked into Huaguo, all of them were sneaky.

One of them, a charming woman with fiery red lips and sexy and revealing clothes, also covered her mouth and snickered.

The woman's long and narrow beautiful eyes are captivating, and with her smile, there are all kinds of amorous feelings.

"Hongdi, what are you laughing at? What you did in Sifanglou back then was no better than Hongmen."

"If it weren't for Mr. Zhongshan's face, your Sifanglou would have been trampled down by Yan Manhong."

Yang Lan was dissatisfied.

The five of them fought against each other, exposing each other's old background without any shyness.

Until another handsome man in a Confucian robe, with a face as gentle as jade, exuding a scholarly aura, spoke to smooth things over.

"Everyone, I'm here for Juling Pill. Although Juling Pill doesn't work for us, it can be called a panacea for inner strength."

The scholar's eyes were bright, like two big suns hanging high in his eye sockets.

This has something to do with the exercises he practiced.

Longtang town sent the secret technique Nanli Jintong to train the eyes with the secret technique. When used, infinite flames can be shot out from the eyes, burning the sky and boiling the sea.

But because of the hardships, since ancient times, there are only a few people who can achieve it.

Everyone was talking, and the next moment they all raised their eyes and looked at Dayue.

Under the bright moon, a figure dressed in starlight came stepping on the moon.

"coming!"

Everyone's expression froze.

Their faces were extremely solemn, and they knew in their hearts that the man in front of them was a peerless powerhouse who had killed Chen Baijue, Jiang Jianyan, and Little Witch God.

They dared to face that person only when the five great Hejin Daoist people gathered here at the same time.

"Everyone is visiting late at night, is there anything wrong?"

Before the people arrived, a light and ethereal voice sounded in the hearts of the five people.

"Mind transmission!" Lin Zuoyun shrank his pupils.

In the lineage of ancient Wudang, only those who have cultivated into the ranks of Taoist masters can understand the supernatural powers.

As soon as the 'thing' was over, I saw a figure with black hair and black pupils descending from the sky, standing floatingly in front of everyone.

Jiang Tong looked sideways at the five people in front of him.

Unexpectedly, tonight, there were actually five great real people coming here at the same time.

The white-robed old man with the highest cultivation had reached the peak of strength, even better than Jiang Jianyan.

The remaining four are also late stage Hejin.

"Hongmen, Sifanglou, Ancient Wudang, Longtang. I don't know where the remaining one came from?"

Jiang Tong smiled and spoke calmly.

Whether it was Lin Lucky or Yang Lan, they took a deep breath in their hearts.

When Jiang Tong's gaze touched them, they immediately felt as if they were seen through at a glance, and they had no secrets at all.

"Little friend is worthy of being a real young man, a master of martial arts, who can see my cultivation technique at a glance, and guess our origin."

Lin Zuoyun quickly calmed down, but he couldn't hide the shock in his eyes.

The rest of the people were also shocked by Jiang Tong's mention of mysterious forces such as Sifanglou, Hongmen, and Longtang.

You must know the origin of these forces, which can be traced back a hundred years ago.

For example, Sifang Building was originally built by Mr. Zhongshan to gather strange people and strange things from all over the world.

At that time, the one who was in charge of Sifang Building was a Martial Dao Huashen.

The old forces such as Hongmen and ancient Wudang have existed in the world for a longer time.

Ordinary people don't say they know it, but they have never heard of it.

Jiang Tong's indifferent eyes focused on a beautiful woman in a white dress, black hair and shawl, elegant and quiet.

She is the least existent in the world, but the one with the most mysterious skills.

Even Jiang Tong, it is difficult to guess her origin.

"The little girl's name is You Ruo, and she comes from the Southwest Medicine God Valley. The Medicine God Valley has avoided the world for a hundred years and has not been involved in the world of mortals. It is normal for the husband to not know."

Jiang Tong nodded slightly.

"Everyone, what's the matter?"

Everyone fell silent immediately.

In the past, they thought that the five real people would appear at the same time, and they would be able to calmly face Jiang Tong.

But at this moment, they realized that Jiang Tong was just standing in front of them, without the slightest wave of mana on his body.

But it condensed a huge coercion, which made them feel uncomfortable.

The first one to speak was Hongmen Yang Lan, who hummed softly: "Since your Excellency guessed why we came, why bother to ask?"

Jiang Tong's smile did not change, and he looked at Yang Lan lightly.

"Jiang Zhenren, I will come first without reporting today, and I am rude, please forgive me."

Red dimple raised her head with a giggling smile, and looked at Jiang Tong, with a pair of charming and beautiful eyes, which seemed to be seductive.

Jiang Tong didn't feel much.

Wave your hand:
"The Juling Pill is gone. If you want it, you can buy it from those rich men in Jiangbei."

"Everyone, please go."

In just a few words, Jiang Tong waved his hand to push people away.

Everyone looked at each other, but no one could say a word.

But Yang Lan was unmoved:
"Jiang Zhenren, we know that you are proficient in alchemy. To put it simply, we are not just here to buy pills, but to buy the formula of Juling Pill in Jiang Renren's hands!"

Jiang Tong gently opened his eyelids.

whispered:
"What if I don't sell it?"