My uncle is Lin Zhengying

There is no other reason.

Zhang Jing fought Shi Jian just now, and that scene shocked them all.

Although many of them have heard some rumors about what happened in the provincial capital in the past two months.

Knowing that there is a young man named Zhang Jing who is a rising star in the Maoshan School, not only is his cultivation level comparable to those of the older generation, but he has stepped into the realm of refining masters.Moreover, his attainment in lightning law is even more unpredictable, comparable to that of Thunder King Shi Jian, and he is known as the "Little Thunder King".

But hearsay and real knowledge are completely different things.

When Shi Jian was so angry that he was about to start a massacre and unleashed his strongest tactic, Lightning and Thunder Fist, the hearts of the group trembled.The name of the Thunder and Lightning Dharma King of the Dark Path really lives up to its reputation, they are too powerful, as masters in the master realm, they probably can't stand a single move!

But Zhang Jing didn't dodge or dodge, his blunt frontal anus knocked Shi Jian backwards!

The little Thunder Dharma King is better than the real Thunder Dharma King!

It's really awesome!

How can such a monstrous person not make friends?

"Little Daoist Zhang, amazing!"

"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead! Little Daoist Zhang has such cultivation and strength at such a young age, it really makes me ashamed! Haha!"

"Seeing Fellow Daoist Zhang cast the Five Thunders Curse today, it's like enlightenment, and it makes people wake up from a dream! I also practice Thunder Art. If you have time, Fellow Daoist Zhang, welcome to Wangyang Town as a guest!"

Of course Zhang Jing couldn't put on airs, and everyone responded with a smile.

These people were different from Shi Jian, they all came to help sincerely, so naturally Zhang Jing would not treat them coldly.

"Hey, I really envy my junior brother, who is obviously a junior, but in the end is treated as a peer by these elders!"

"Yes, yes. Usually these elders are cold when they see us, but now they see Junior Brother Zhang, their faces are about to burst into laughter! It's not fair!"

Wencai, Qiusheng, and Jiale watched this scene, and couldn't help saying sourly with envy.

Although Jingjing stood with them, she didn't make lemon essence with the three of them. She glanced at her and said, "It's nothing unfair. If you can also have Zhang Jing's strength, then these seniors will also be kind to you. Strength Not enough, no wonder others."

Qiu Sheng snorted coldly: "Jingjing, I seriously disagree with what you said! In this world, can cultivation base and strength explain everything, is it the standard to measure everything?"

Jingjing asked back: "What else?"

"You still have to look at your appearance and temperament!" Qiu Sheng raised his chin slightly, posing a posture of looking up at the night sky at 45 degrees, quite arrogant and confident.

Jingjing nodded solemnly and said, "If you compare with these two, then the three of you are even more inferior to Zhang Jing."

"puff……"

The three of them almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Jiale even gave Qiusheng a look.

This guy is really... how to say a word?

correct!

Pig mate!

It is really a vocabulary invented by Junior Brother Zhang Jing.

Originally, they were only inferior to Junior Brother Zhang Jing in terms of cultivation and strength, but after what Qiu Sheng said, they are now fine.

Even in appearance and temperament, they are far inferior to Junior Brother Zhang Jing.

Isn't this asking for trouble?

Depressed and nervous, Jia Le asked: "Jingjing, you used to...didn't you dislike Junior Brother Zhang Jing before? Why do you think Junior Brother Zhang Jing looks better now?"

Jingjing shook her head and said, "No. I don't think Zhang Jing's looks and temperament are good either."

"You just said it just now!" Jia Le pointed out, turned to look at Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng, and asked, "Did she just say it?"

Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng nodded indignantly, and said, "I said it! We heard it clearly!"

Jingjing calmly said, "You heard me wrong. I just said that the three of you are no match for Zhang Jing, but I didn't say that Zhang Jing's appearance and temperament are better. It's just that the three of you are just too bad..."

Click!

There seemed to be a heartbreaking voice.

The expressions on the faces of the three of them were almost liver-colored.

It hits people too much.

A sentence hits people more than a sentence!

This girl Jingjing's mouth is too poisonous!

It is more poisonous than green bamboo snake mouth and wasp tail needle!

That is, she is a girl.

If it was a man, they would probably have to say something right away: Draw your sword!

The three of them glanced at the mouthful of old blood, and didn't dare to say anything more.

Besides, no one knows what hurtful words will come out of Jingjing's mouth.

Scared, scared, slipped away.

……

……

Zhang Jing and others returned to Yizhuang.

Uncle Jiu didn't delay, and summoned the four ghost messengers overnight, and was going to hand over all the lonely ghosts to them.

Pay early and get things done early, so as not to have long nights and dreams.

The four ghost messengers looked at the many lonely and wild ghosts that had been captured, with expressions of satisfaction on their faces.

But they didn't leave just yet. After accepting the ghosts, their expressions were still cold, and they stared straight at Uncle Jiu.

One of them said succinctly: "The quantity is not enough, we can't make it all up!"

It means that the number of these lonely ghosts does not match the number of those who were released, and it is even worse.

Of course I can't match it.