Chapter 102

Chen xinglie's people?

Lin Daoyuan's heart sank. He looked at the zhenzhuan disciple in front of him. He felt that the girl, who had been worshipped to the Tushan sect since she was a little girl, now stands tall and graceful. She should be big and small. Her figure is excellent and her appearance is outstanding

It's really a seductive bitch who brings disaster to the country and the people

Compared with the beautiful ladies in Beijing.

No wonder Chen xinglie is interested.

However, although my Tushan clan has a great family and great career, there are many more zhenzhuan disciples than ordinary ones. However, there are not many zhenzhuan female disciples who are good at both genuine and authentic products. Now, in this small Qingyun City, Chen xinglie abducted two of them!

No!

Not two!

It's three!

It's said that Zhao Yumeng, who is extremely gorgeous, seems to have fallen into the enemy's hands!

Tu shanzong was regarded as the harem by Chen xinglie

What a bully!

What a shame!

Lin Daoyuan felt a pang of sadness in his heart. At this moment, most of the murders in his eyes disappeared. He asked coldly, "is this really true? What evidence do you have? "

Chu Jingyue didn't dare to look up, but her heart turned. In an instant, she was already on her mind and said, "Chen xinglie poured a glass of wine for his disciples in the Feiyun building. The wine dripped with" qianjunniang ", forcing his disciples to jump into the Qingyun River and stay with his disciples Swimming in the river. It is well known in Qingyun city. "

Thousand army brew!

The efficacy of this powerful medicine is well known.

Lin Daoyuan frowned, waved his hand, and said, "take your brother Wang's body back to the boat, seal it with ice, and bring it back to tushanzong for burial in the future."

Chu Jingyue said, "I will obey you."

Lin Daoyuan picked up Wang shuangkai's "Wanli sad autumn sword" and flew out of the inn. The light of the sword in his hand soared, and he would cut him if he saw anyone

The night wind is bleak.

Chu Jingyue took Wang shuangkai's collar and strode away from Donggang. Along the way, she smelled the strong smell of blood blowing in the wind.

This bloody smell means that Lin Daoyuan is killing all directions.

As for the killing, whether innocent people were killed indiscriminately

How can such a small matter be more important than the reputation of Tu Shan Zong?

Chu Jingyue couldn't help shivering all over her body and murmured in her heart: "we Tushan sect are the orthodox school, but, is this Is it the moral character of a well-known and decent school? "

In the boat of Qingyun River, the lights are bright.

The refreshments on the deck were cold. Several disciples of Tu Shan Zong Zhen, sitting on one side, closed their eyes. Seeing Chu Jingyue flying over with a corpse, they could not help but open their eyes. They were about to ask a few questions, but at the moment when they saw clearly the face of the corpse, they were shocked and stiff.

"Wang Senior brother Wang... "

"Elder martial brother Wang took the lead to enter the distance with the sword carried by the elder Taishang. How did he die now?"

"Sister Chu, how did brother Wang die?"

The disciples of zhenzhuan rushed to ask about the situation.

Chu Jingyue didn't say much. She just shook her head in silence, unwilling to tell the truth. In her heart, she just wanted to say, "if I say it, I'm afraid I'll kill these disciples with what the LORD did tonight."

When the disciples saw Chu Jingyue saying nothing, they were filled with indignation one by one, pointing fingers and saying things to Chu Jingyue.

Chu Jingyue is just silent.

After a while, a figure rose in the east port and glided toward the Qingyun river.

The disciples of zhenzhuan had extraordinary accomplishments and good eyesight. They could see clearly from a distance who was the one who was flying under the moon, and immediately cried out: "the Lord is back!"

Lin Daoyuan flew out of Donggang, but he didn't come to the boat directly. Instead, he fell on the Qingyun River and dived into the river with a splash. He dived quickly and set off rolling waves until he got close to the boat. His Qi and blood were rolling like a blazing furnace.

At the moment when Lin Daoyuan jumped out of the water and fell on the deck, his clothes, which were under the momentum of the river, had been completely dried by Qi and blood.

However, even if Lin Daoyuan washed his whole body with river water, Chu Jingyue still smelled the bloody smell from the patriarch.

"Lord!"

A zhenzhuan disciple bowed his hand and hesitated to ask, "elder martial brother Wang How How... "

Lin Daoyuan opened his mouth and was about to speak, but he smelled the bloody smell between his mouth and nose. So he picked up the pot of cold tea on the deck, took a big gulp of it, which was regarded as a gargle. Then he said, "tonight, Wang shuangkai was in the middle of Donggang, fighting Chen xinglie. Unfortunately, he was incompetent and died in the hands of Chen xinglie..."

The people looked startled and looked at each other.

"Chen xinglie! How can Chen xinglie be so powerful? You should know that elder martial brother Wang has the sword carried by the elder master. Under the land gods, you can cut it with one sword. Is that Chen xinglie already a land God? "

"I heard that earlier on, Guan Shanyuan, the elder of Keqing of Shanhai business alliance, and Changkong Wuji, the commander of Xifeng army, went to find Chen xinglie, and one died and one was injured. If it was not for Wuji's quick escape, I was afraid that the commander of Xifeng army would be replaced. ""No wonder there is a faint smell of blood in the direction of Donggang. It's certain that Chen xinglie, a heresy, is killing people in the city."

……

The crowd began to talk quietly.

Lin Daoyuan held the teapot and listened quietly. Until his disciples stopped talking, he said, "my lord left the boat before. He noticed that there was a sword on the bank. He flew forward. Unfortunately, I was half a step late. My disciple Wang shuangkai died in Chen xinglie's hands. Alas..."

At this point, Lin Daoyuan shook his head with pity on his face.

Zhenzhuan's disciples are secretly observing Lin Daoyuan, thinking whether their patriarch is injured.

Alas

With a long sigh, Lin Daoyuan put the sword in his hand on the tea table and said with emotion: "Chen xinglie's strength is unfathomable, even more powerful than the rumor said. Fortunately, with the help of the supreme secret method of Tu Shan sect, my patriarch snatched this sword from the devil's hand... "

Hearing this, the disciples were filled with worship.

The Lord is mighty!

Chen xinglie is so powerful and ferocious that even if the leader of Xifeng army is Changkong Wuji, such a person can not resist a sword in front of Chen xinglie.

But in the hand of the Lord Chen, he snatched back the sword of mourning autumn.

In contrast, the patriarch is much better than that of Changkong Wuji, isn't it?

The eyes of zhenzhuan disciples are full of admiration.

Only Chu Jingyue, with her head down and silence, vaguely felt an impulse to break through Lin Daoyuan. However, she understood that this kind of thing could not be done. If she did it, she would kill herself and it was important for her life.

But at this time, someone asked, "since the patriarch has recaptured Wanli Beiqiu sword, why don't you kill Chen xinglie with the sword of the elder master, and avenge elder martial brother Wang with one sword?"

Lin Daoyuan looked stiff.

How to kill?

Do you want to get your head off?

Lin Daoyuan couldn't speak.

Most afraid of

The air was suddenly quiet.

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