Chapter 091 Zhan Ninger opens the door!

"Ah... You dare to hit me. I'm from Hong Qigong. You know that you dare to hit me. You're done!" Tang Zheng roared.

Bang! Papa!!

Shang asked if the weather was urgent, and Tang Zheng gave him a white look. Is it just you, the little guy? Is there still a chance to meet Elder Hong? In his opinion, Tang Zheng is simply telling lies. You should know that he has never seen a legendary figure like Hong Qigong, and he grew up listening to the other party's name. Now, Tang Zheng said that he can no longer be familiar with the elder Hong in his heart. How can he believe it?

Bang!

He slapped again.

Tang Zheng was angry, "If you fight again, I will fight back!"

"You still, you still, do you think there is anyone who can save you!" Shang Wentian said angrily that he wanted to put this stinky boy in education, but now, he can't wait to slap him to death.

"You can't kill me. Hong Qigong is still waiting for me in Zhongnan Mountain. If you really kill me, hehe, whether it's you or the black religion, it's all over!" Tang Zheng looked very proud. After Shang Wentian saw this, he muttered in his heart. Could this little guy really know his predecessor in his heart?

He can't calm down!

Since this little guy said it, it shows that he knows that there is such a character as Hong Qigong in the world, and if the little guy really knows Elder Hong, he will not, no, no. According to reason, how can such a younger generation know such a legendary figure like Elder Hong?

"I don't believe it!" Shang Wentian said.

Tang Zheng said, "You can't believe it. Elder Hong is waiting for me. I'll take you to have a look and you will know!"

"Well, let's go now. Hey hey, if I find out at that time, your boy will lie to me. The top ten tortures of my black religion are good-looking!" Shang Wentian carried his hands behind his back, his eyes flashed, and looked at Tang Zheng faintly. Anyway, Tang Zheng couldn't run away from the palm of his hand, so it was okay to have a look.

And if Tang Zheng really knew Hong Qigong, then... he didn't think about it. In his opinion, how could a little man like Tang Zheng know a famous legendary figure like Hong Qigong!

"Let's go!"

He left with his hands behind his back, but after walking for a while, he saw that Tang Zheng did not follow. He turned his head and found that Tang Zheng was still in place and slowly practicing his Taijiquan.

"Little guy, what do you mean?" Shang Wentian frowned.

Tang Zheng looked at him and smiled and said, "I'm not interested. Your old man came to fight with me early in the morning, and then asked me to take you to Zhongnan Mountain. I haven't asked you yet. What do you mean?"

"You..."

"All right, after I finish my morning exercise and arrange my family affairs, you come to me again, and we will set out then!" Tang Zheng said with a smile that he was not caught at all.

Shang Wentian took a deep breath.

Who is this? Usually in the sect, which of those little guys saw that he was not a mouse and a cat? Now, this little guy is too bold to dare to speak like this. Isn't he afraid to kill him?!

"Aren't you afraid?" He said coldly.

"Of course I'm afraid!" Tang Zheng said, "But I bet you dare not kill me, because I really know Hong Qigong. If something really happens to me, you know the consequences!"

"You..." Shang Wentian was blown angrily. Now that Tang Zheng is so unscrupulous, he really has some concerns. After all, he has investigated Tang Zheng's back. Xiao Sanxiu, if he is really involved with the legendary character and he results in him, the consequences...

He dared not imagine that because a senior figure like Hong Qigong was a monument in their hearts. Even the leader of the black religion was inquiring about the news of that person, so... he was hesitant.

"Good!"

Finally, he gritted his teeth and spit out these two words. Anyway, he came out this time and had nothing to do. Just have fun with you, the little guy. Humph, if there is no Hong Qigong at that time, it's up to you how you die.

"Senior, I don't know your name yet?" Tang Zheng asked with a smile while playing Tai Chi.

"Hmm!" Shang Wentian shook his big sleeve and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

"Senior, where is your black teaching? When will I go for a look?"

"Senior, have you had breakfast?"

"Senior, are you going to celebrate your birthday this year?"

... Shang Wentian was almost bored to death. This was really a disgusting little guy. His good temper was so good that he couldn't wait to slap him to death, but he raised his palm several times and finally fell down. Before he was sure, he really couldn't do it.

Looking at him like this, Tang Zheng was also relieved. It was really close. If it hadn't been for Hong Qigong's name, he... maybe he would have really played. After all, the man in front of him is the deputy patriarch of the black religion, a master of the earth. How could he beat him?

When did the master of the world also come out? It's really unreasonable. Does it still make people live?!

He has a hatred for the Black Religion. After all, this sect almost killed him. If he has the ability, he really wants to kill the general altar of this sect and turn him upside down!

However, this is just thinking about it in a dream. Now he doesn't have that ability. In the martial arts world, cultivation is divided into four levels, heaven and earth are Xuanhuang, the highest level, and the yellow level is the lowest, but even if he is a yellow master, it is one of them, which is extremely rare.

Nowadays, the aura is thin, and it is already the era of the end of the law. It is too difficult to practice. There are very few people who can achieve something. However, as long as you step into this realm, even if it is yellow, it is still a superior. Wealth and status are at your fingertips!

Shang Wentian shook his big sleeves and sat down cross-legged in the snow. He was a master at the prefecture level and was no longer afraid of the cold. It was the same everywhere. He closed his eyes and was not upset.

"Senior, I'm going home for dinner!" Tang Zheng said with a smile, and Shang Wentian shouted, "Get out!"

"Ha ha, then I'll go. Why don't you go and eat some?" Tang Zheng advised.

"If you don't get out of here, I'm afraid of slaps you to death!" Shang Wentian was really annoyed by him. He couldn't wait to slap him to death, but he was just thinking about it. After all, he didn't dare to do it before the facts were found out.

But this boy is so annoying. How can there be such a person in the world? I really want him to taste the top ten tortures of the black-clothed religion. I will make sure to let him know why the flowers are so red!

Just as Tang Zheng was lingering at Shang Wentian, Zhan Ning'er's room was secretly opened. Then Zhan Ning'er came out in pajamas, holding a key in her hand, and then came to the door of the guest room, inserted the key, opened it carefully, with a smile on her face.

click!

The door was pushed open. Why was it not locked? Zhan Ninger was stunned, but she slowly pushed the door open, and then walked to the bed and carefully came to the head of the bed. Now it was almost dawn, and then she was stunned. Tang Zheng, why is there only Song Qinghan?

Bang!

She turned on the desk lamp!

When the light lit, everything was seen clearly. Sure enough, Tang Zheng was not here and there were no clothes. Could it be? Did Tang Zheng escape? At this moment, Song Qinghan still closed his eyes and slept soundly. Song Qinghan frowned, and then she secretly lifted the quilt.

"My God!"

She opened her eyes and opened her mouth wide. Her best friend... Unexpectedly, she didn't wear clothes. What's the situation? She seemed to find the movement outside. Song Qinghan opened her eyes lazily and suddenly saw Zhan Ninger standing in front of her. She was shocked.

"Ah..." She couldn't help exclaiming and woke up all of a sudden.

"Sister Qinghan! Where is Tang Zheng?" Zhan Ninger looked left and right. Tang Zheng disappeared, and she didn't see anyone in the living room just now.

At this time, Song Qinghan also found that Tang Zheng was missing and couldn't help saying, "Where is Tang...Tang Zheng?"

"What else did I ask you?" Zhan Ninger said angrily, and then she jumped into bed. Song Qinghan was shocked, "What are you...what are you doing?"

"Hee hee!" Zhan Ninger was very bold. She touched Song Qinghan's chest and said with a smile, "Sister Qinghan, I can't see that you are so bold. You didn't really hand yourself over last night, did you?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Song Qinghan quickly said and blushed. Although the person in front of her was her good friend and had seen her body in the school bathhouse, she lowered her head shyly now.

"No way, Sister Qinghan, last night... Did you really do that?" Zhan Ning'er's eyes widened.

"We didn't!" Song Qinghan whispered, but her voice was so weak. Zhan Ninger was shocked for a moment. This good sister won't really hand herself over, right? This... This is too fast!

Zhan Ninger said, "Sister Qinghan, tell me quickly, you two last night... hee hee, how do you feel? Is it comfortable?"

"What are you talking about? If you talk nonsense, I... I won't pay attention to you!" Song Qinghan was so ashamed that she almost covered herself under the quilt. She was really shameless. Thinking of what happened last night, she was so bold that her face turned red. What happened to her at that time? Why did she do that? Is this still herself?!

Thinking of that scene, Song Qinghan's heart pounded. She was fine when she was with Tang Zheng, but now she feels different in the face of her good friend, as if she had become so bad. After all, which good girl would do such a thing? For a moment, there were tears in her eyes. Flashing, about to shed tears!

Zhan Ninger looked at her best friend in the quilt and dared not look up at herself. She didn't know what to say. This is not her plan. Is it... Tang Zheng really ate her, my God?!