Chapter 28

The east port of Qingyun city is the most prosperous area in the city.

Since ancient times, in this world of martial arts, the architectural style is majestic. There are many high-rise buildings in the port, with boulders as the foundation, huge wood as the beam, as few as five or six stories, and as high as ten stories, which are magnificent.

The streets are wide, too.

The crowd is crowded and looking forward to it.

On the high-rise buildings around, there are a lot of guests, including Huai Lingbo, the elder of Qingyang sect, who is still half old, Xu Niang, and Chu Jingyue, a true disciple of Tu Shan Zong, as well as the persons of Vajra sect and xuanguizong sect, and the spies of Da Zhen imperial court

The afternoon will pass.

People standing in the heavy rain, dry waiting for more than half an hour, already some tired, but in this moment, suddenly become enthusiastic.

Because

Chen xinglie, here we are!

In the rain, Chen xinglie walked slowly.

The crowd gradually quiet, only the crash of the rain, as well as the distant thunder in the air, never stop.

A flash of lightning fell from the cloud and hung between heaven and earth, illuminating Chen xinglie's beautiful face.

There was a commotion in the crowd.

"Chen xinglie is really elegant and elegant."

"Worthy of being the first beautiful man in Qingyun city!"

"If I could marry him, I would be satisfied with my whole life. Even if he gave it up, I would never regret it... "

The women screamed and screamed.

This reminds Chen xinglie of the system panel, the first item in the talent column, is a shocking "handsome" word!

The note behind the word Shuai is also straightforward: if beauty is justice, are you truth? !

Chen xinglie frowned slightly.

That's it, that's it.

Natural beauty is hard to abandon!

These women, are innocent, do not blame them, only blame my seat is too handsome.

This pot is on my back!

Chen xinglie shakes his head and ignores the crowd around him. He stares at the closed gate of the mansion in front of him with cold eyes.

Li Qinglian, with a veil on her face and an umbrella, slowly stood aside.

Shi Feiyu holds the wine jar and drinks to his mouth. Unfortunately, her cherry mouth is not big enough to catch all the wine, sprinkled a lot on the lapel.

Chen xinglie's eyes narrowed slightly.

Drink in the mouth is wine, sprinkle on the lapel is also wine.

Yue Changfeng, who pursued and killed himself, is certainly his enemy.

Are these not enemies in Qingyang sect?

Love and hatred need pleasure!

Chen xinglie pulled out his sword.

The Blazing Sword light, rising from the sky, is as long as hundreds of Zhang long, shining brilliantly.

The sword spirit tore open the rain curtain and cut to the gate of the mansion.

Bang!

The gate broke at the sound.

Before Chen xinglie's line of sight, he saw LAN Zetian and Guang Zhengping walking in the courtyard hall.

Armed with weapons in their hands, the group of people thought it easy to kill Chen xinglie, but now they can't help but stop.

Those outside disciples in the direction of the martial arts arena were astonished.

This sword is really powerful!

Sword light hundred Zhang, seems to have the power of destroying mountains and rivers, irresistible, unmatched!

This

Is this still the same soft loser?

What Chen xinglie was like before is well known to the disciples of Qingyang sect.

Because of his outstanding appearance, Chen xinglie is well-known among the disciples of Qingyang sect.

Of course, whenever Chen xinglie is mentioned, people's words are filled with scorn and ridicule.

Many people think that without the protection of master Feiyu, Chen xinglie, a weak and incompetent generation, should have been slaughtered and thrown into the wilderness.

Such a rat generation can occupy the position of inner disciple in the strong and weak Qingyang sect, and live to this day in peace and stability. This is a disgrace to the Qingyang sect of the demon sect!

But now

The inherent impression of the disciples of Qingyang sect to Chen xinglie was suddenly shaken and collapsed in an instant!

Even Shi Feiyu is full of surprise. He opens his eyes and stares at Chen xinglie, who holds a big sword.

Handsome, or the same handsome!

But his bearing is quite different.

In particular, Chen xinglie has just cut out a sword, and his sudden outburst of sharpness and sharpness makes Shi Feiyu feel extremely strange.

She observed carefully, but she could no longer find any trace of timidity in Chen xinglie

Shi Feiyu can only see the heroic spirit of "although tens of thousands of people go to me", "see thousands of people as grass roots".

"Senior brother xinglie, it's really different!"

Teacher Feiyu's feeling in his heart also became complicated.

Li Qinglian stood quietly aside and said in her heart:"This is the way to break the door with a sword!"

"They look down on all sides and look down upon the heroism of thousands of people!"

"It's worthy of being a land immortal level big devil, who snatched the house and was born again!"

The more Li Qinglian talks, the more desperate her eyes are. Because the stronger the big devil, the less hope she will escape from the claws.

In this life, I'm afraid I have to account for it in the hands of the devil.

Obviously, it is the destiny of the imperial princess, but only the luck of the maid!

Li Qinglian's mood sank to the bottom of the valley and wanted to cry without tears.

The gate of the mansion collapsed, and there was no obstacle to the sight.

Chen xinglie secretly swallowed a tonic pill to replenish qi and blood in advance. His eyes were cold and he saw the enemies recorded in the small book.

Feng Hui, Gu Shen, LAN Zetian, Zhai feiang

In this moment.

Chen xinglie suddenly felt that he felt a little discomfort in some parts of his body, and faintly, there was a sense of pain that seemed to be absent

The locations of the induction are all the parts that were beaten by poison when they were bullied.

Because

Too much hurt, too much shame

There's a muscle memory!

"The predecessor of this seat is worthy of being a wonderful figure who records hatred in a small book. His ability to hold grudges is rare in the world

"Even if the soul of the predecessor is dead, this body still remembers the humiliation suffered at the beginning."

Chen xinglie, without sorrow or joy, looked at the people in the courtyard.

People have different attitudes.

A lot of people are already thinking of quitting.

Those who have nothing to do with Chen xinglie are all regretting that they should not have come to help guangzhengping and wade in this muddy water.

The deeper the hatred with Chen xinglie is, the more flustered he will be.

Those inner disciples are OK, relying on their own strength, they are not afraid.

However, the Li temple, which robbed Chen xinglie's ten Liang silver, was only a disciple of an outsider with low strength. As early as the moment Chen xinglie broke the door with a sword, Li temple's legs softened and fell to the ground.

Although there were so many people and momentum in the courtyard, they were frightened by Chen xinglie's breaking the door that he did not dare to take the lead.

There was no sound around.

Chen xinglie stayed with the sword. His eyes were silent. He gently held the handle of the sword, so that the sword would not be too sharp and would go deep into the ground.

"Ding!"

"If the number of enemies the host is facing exceeds 1000, the hidden task will be triggered: with one enemy thousand."

"Quest bonus: unknown talent + 1."

"The host brother needs to refuel!"

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