Monkey Sun Is My Younger Brother

"This is the Qingcheng faction." Everyone gathered around Jin Si.

Just in this fact, several Qingcheng disciples came out from the Qingcheng sect's mountain gate.

When Lin Pingzhi saw those Qingcheng disciples, his eyes instantly turned red.

The clothes of these Qingcheng disciples were all the same, so Lin Pingzhi recalled that bad night again.

"Who are you waiting for? Don't you know that this is the important place of my Qingcheng Mountain Gate?"

"I know." Jin Si nodded, and took a step forward: "If it weren't for Mount Qingcheng, we wouldn't have come here."

"So you are here to worship the mountain?"

"No, we are here to destroy the door."

"What?" None of the Qingcheng disciples understood what it meant.

Jin Si took a deep breath, everyone's expressions changed slightly, and they all subconsciously retreated behind Jin Si.

Roar--

The several Qingcheng disciples in front of them all fell to the ground bleeding from their seven orifices.

This is no surprise to everyone.

But what was really terrifying was that with Jin Si's roar, the rows of walls in front of him also collapsed.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, even if they were holding a hammer, they might have to tear it apart for a few days.

But Jin Si's roar directly demolished all the illegal buildings.

When everyone went to the Qingcheng sect, they found that there were not only walls, but dozens of disciples inside were lying on the ground, howling everywhere.

Many disciples, like those at the door, were bleeding from their seven orifices, and their life and death were unknown.

To tell the truth, a few senior members of the Qingchengmen rushed out, holding swords in their hands and looking at Jin Si and his party as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Is there any misunderstanding between your Excellency and my Qingcheng faction?"

The oldest doorman said, it seems to be the elder of Qingcheng.

His tone was much weaker than those of the disciples at the door, and he decided his personality first, indicating that it might be a misunderstanding.

no way,

If anyone can knock down dozens of disciples with a single roar, they can also bow down to him.

"There's no misunderstanding, I'm here to make trouble...no...I'm here for revenge."

Jin Si glanced at Lin Pingzhi, and then said, "Call Yu Canghai out."

The hearts of everyone in Qingcheng thumped. I am afraid that this group of people is not the culprit caused by Sect Leader Yu.

"The head of the sect has gone to Mount Heng, and is not in the gate."

"It's not in the mountains..." Jin Si looked at Lin Pingzhi: "What is the process now, killing all the Qingcheng faction?"

Lin Pingzhi looked hesitant. On the one hand, he thought of the tragedy of the Fuwei Escort Bureau, and he was naturally resentful towards the Qingcheng faction.

But the morality in his heart is still telling him that there is a wrong and a debtor, and others are innocent.

"Accordingly, he killed your whole family, and you killed his whole family. It happens to be the right family, and no one loses."

Li Qing said in a low voice: "Master...you used the wrong idiom."

"You can't use the word loss, can you?"

"Forget it, as long as you're happy."

"But Xiao Linzi must have kind thoughts in his heart, and he can't bear to harm the innocent. If that's the case, then the Fuwei Escort Bureau will kill a few, and you can kill a few Qingcheng faction. At least you can't lose money, right?"

Lin Pingzhi sighed, originally wanted to say that only the culprit should be punished.

But Jin Si spread out his palms, all ten fingers burst out with sword energy, and in less than a breath, more than twenty people fell to the ground.

boo boo --

In an instant, the foreheads of more than twenty Qingcheng disciples were shattered by the sword energy.

"Is twenty enough? More refunds and less compensation." Jin Si turned around and asked.

"Σ(っ°Д°;)っ" Lin Pingzhi looked at Jin Si speechlessly.

Everyone in Qingcheng was terrified.

"Master...forget it." Lin Pingzhi shook his head helplessly.

Jin Si didn't even give him a chance to speak, and he had already killed him thoroughly.

What else can he say, is there too much?

And this is the Qingcheng faction, so there is no need for him to be a good person.

"Let's go, let's go to Mount Heng." Jin Si walked happily with small steps.

Join in the fun, he likes it best.

...

This is three thousand li to Hengshan.

It's just that there are more and more people from the rivers and lakes along the way.

They were all rushing to Hengshan to watch the ceremony and wash their hands in the Liu Zhengfeng Golden Basin.

Li Qing, Lin Pingzhi, and Hua Shan were all used to giving Jin Si a saddle.

Along the way, Lin Pingzhi also learned some martial arts from Jin Si.

Lin Pingzhi's aptitude was already quite good.

In addition, there is a fire in my heart, so it is not slow to advance in cultivation.

In just over ten days, Lin Pingzhi's martial arts had a faint tendency to catch up with them.

Li Qing, Wang Lingfeng, Wei Wuhen and Chen Nan all secretly sighed.

Worthy of being the protagonist, he is indeed the son of luck, with extraordinary talent.

"Master, there is a restaurant in front of us, how about we go there to rest?" Lin Pingzhi is not in a hurry now.

Anyway, Jinsi stipulates that the daily journey should not exceed two hundred miles.

If you encounter a town in the afternoon, you have to stop and rest for a night.

It's getting late today, and Jin Si probably doesn't want to hurry.

He was indeed quite critical in the first few days.

But Jin Si would take advantage of the rest time to teach him some martial arts.

After more than ten days, he is quite keen on staying in a hotel to rest.

I just hope that Jin Si can teach him more martial arts every day.

Li Qing was even more frustrated. There were already three more business grabbers.

Now even the protagonist has come to compete with her to lick the Golden Temple, so tired.

Rushing to do any dirty work.

After entering the restaurant, Lin Pingzhi shouted: "Xiao Er, serve us any good wine and food."

Their greatest joy along the way is spending money.

No way, too much money to carry tired.

Can reduce a little is a little.

They robbed a lot of silver from Mount Qingcheng.

No, to be precise, it was offered by the Qingcheng faction.

As he spoke, Lin Pingzhi slapped a large silver ingot on the table.

The store is naturally warmly entertained, and all the good wine and dishes are served here.

At this moment, a big man came in outside, dragging a nun.

The big man was about to sit down when he habitually glanced around.

This is his professional habit, and he wants to see if there are any beautiful girls.

His eyes lit up when he saw Li Qing, but the moment he saw Jin Si, the big man stood up abruptly.

"It's you!" The big man rushed to Jin Si's table and slapped the table heavily: "Do you still recognize me?"

It's a pity that no one at Jin Si's table looked at him at all.

One by one, they gobbled up like starving ghosts.

The big man was furious, and the scimitar from his waist suddenly came out of its sheath, and split the table with one knife.

All the food and wine on the table fell to the ground.

Everyone looked at the big man in front of them.

The big man raised the knife to Jin Si's forehead.

"Do you still recognize me?"

Jin Si scratched his bald head: "Who are you?"

"We were in Sichuan half a month ago!! Do you remember?"

"Oh... wait... let me think again, I'm sure I'll remember, you are the one..."

"Are you kidding me? Courting death!" The big man scimitar slashed at Jin Si's head.

when--

The big man's mouth was bleeding, but Jin Si's head was still the same.

The big man was terrified, and flew back.

What kind of martial arts is this fucker?

Iron head skill? Just kidding, he has hacked countless times in his life.

Jin Si grabbed it from the air, and the big man was pulled in front of him uncontrollably with a distance of ten feet.

The big man was even more astonished, what is the origin of this bald man.

This kind of martial arts is simply unheard of and unseen.

"I haven't remembered who you are, why are you running?"

"Senior, I, I... I recognized the wrong person..."

"got the wrong person?"

Papa——

"I'm going to think of you soon, you told me that you admitted the wrong person? Believe it or not, I chopped you up?"

"No no... I didn't recognize the wrong person."

Lin Pingzhi and others didn't take it seriously.

Only Jin Si bullied others along the way, no one else bullied him.

Finally opened my eyes today.

There are still people who dare to hack Jin Si with a knife.

How unbelievable this is.

"Xiao Er, serve another table of wine and food."

If Jin Si couldn't remember it, the big man couldn't leave.

"How about...can you give me a hint?"

"I..." The big man was very upset, who is this t//m, and he still needs to remind.

At this moment, another young man covered in blood came in outside the restaurant.

The young man walked swayingly, his face was pale.