Zhang Sanfeng, who was sitting upright in the hall, glanced at his six disciples and ordered: "Don't lose face in Wudang."

After giving a bow, Song Yuanqiao took a few confused junior brothers down.

Watching his apprentice disappear from sight, Zhang Junbao's eyes then retracted and landed on a piece of blue cloth in his palm. He was very familiar with the style of this piece of cloth.

It is Miss Guo Er’s favorite clothes.

But this cloth was sent to Wudang by someone else.

What exactly happened in Chuanzhong?

What does the things I calculated the day before yesterday have to do with this matter?

Coupled with the letter brought by the Green-winged Bat King Wei Yixiao, Zhang Sanfeng has always maintained a good mentality in front of others and has a Taoist heart, but his mood has long been unstable today.

Outsiders guessed nothing wrong.

He Zhang Junbao made a demonstration.

It’s just that the object of the demonstration is different from what outsiders imagine.

“…”

look up.

Zhang Sanfeng, who was sitting upright in the Zhenwu Hall, looked into the distance below the mountain.

"Here you come!"
Chapter completed!