Chapter 22 (1/2)

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The two inner disciples stepped forward. They were both similar in appearance and dress. They were in their forties, with goatee and thin figure. They were wearing scholar's robes. They seemed to be brothers.

”Zhen hero? Zhen Haojie? ”

Guang Zhengping did not trust the two brothers. He frowned and asked, ”are you sure?”

Zhen Yingxiong touched his goatee and said, ”younger martial brother Guang has just said that Chen xinglie is just plotting to let Fei Zhi capsize in the sewer. In fact, he has no ability. Today, Shi Feiyu is possessed by the devil, which is not enough to fear. When my brother and I go out, they must have raised their swords and let Chen xinglie's dog's head fall to the ground. ”

Zhen Haojie buckled his nose, bent his fingers and flew, saying, ”my big brother said it's reasonable!”

A trace of disgust flashed in Guang Zhengping's eyes. He turned to another inner disciple. His tone suddenly became polite and said, ”younger martial brother cangxuan, please follow me.”

”Good!” Cang Xuan looked arrogant and helped the sword hanging on his waist.

Guang Zhengping looks at Songkun lying on the ground, admires the remains of the corpse, and laughs in the shade.

Although Zhen Yingxiong and Zhen Haojie are unreliable and in their 40s, they are only inner disciples, but at least they have the strength to open their pulse. In addition, Cang Xuan, who is about to break through to the burning state and become a disciple of zhenzhuan

Even if Shi Feiyu was not injured, Chen xinglie would surely die.

This wave, very stable!

”Go early, return early!”

Guangzheng waved his hand and said no more.

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Li Qinglian stood in the distance, paying close attention to what happened at the gate of guangzhengping mansion.

So Song Kun just sent a letter and was killed?

It's cruel of those who are evil and evil!

Li Qinglian suddenly remembered that on the edge of feihongzong cliff, elder martial sister Chu Jingyue talked to her with secret communication skills. The devil seemed to let her go and let her go.

In such a contrast, the big devil is really benevolent

Pooh!

The little maid shook her head violently and drove the contrast out of her mind. She bit her teeth, lowered her head, and strode back.

Chen xinglie is drinking.

In the world of martial arts, ordinary people do not have the equipment for distilling high-level liquor. The alcohol sold in restaurants is of low degree. People in Wudao have strong physical quality and are hard to get drunk.

Chen xinglie drank one cup after another and enjoyed himself very much.

Li Qinglian strode over and whispered, ”master! Songkun was killed on the spot when he delivered the letter. After reading the letter, guangzhengping was furious and sent three people to look for you, saying that they wanted to chop Cut off the owner's dog's head

As she spoke, the little maid looked at Chen xinglie's expression, observing his words and expressions, but she was somewhat gloating. Especially when she said the word ”dog's head”, her voice was a little flimsy, and seemed to have a faint trace of excitement.

Chen xinglie pointed to the lobster on the table and said, ”peel the lobster for me.”

”Yes, Xiaoqing.”

Li Qinglian carefully broke open the lobster shell, heart dark hate: this princess is so big, never served others! The big devil let me be a servant and eat you to death Hold you up

It's very leisurely.

Lobster wine, good taste.

Unfortunately, in the middle of the meal, an unexpected guest came.

Cang Xuan was the first to break into the restaurant with his sword and a group of other disciples. Zhen Yingxiong and Zhen Haojie seem to be good at hiding themselves in the crowd of outside disciples.

The drinkers in the building were scared away.

The shopkeeper and the bartender hid in the counter, shivering.

”Is younger martial brother Chen full?”

Cang Xuan, holding the hilt of the sword, stared at Chen xinglie coldly, as if he were looking at a dead man, and said, ”Chen xinglie, come and die!”

Chen xinglie has no mood fluctuation in his eyes. His sight sweeps past cangxuan as if he is looking at a mole ant.

Shi Feiyu drinks in silence.