Chronicles of the Kingdom of Heaven Chapter 421: coming

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Since Lin Fei slashed out that sword, the Mojin faction, who had no one to visit except the creditor, suddenly became very lively. The neighbors all came to visit and greet each other. When they laughed, It seems to be brothers with Liu Tong.

However, as a veritable old fox, why can't Liu Tong hear what Lin Fei meant by these people? After thinking about it for a while, whenever someone asks about the sword and the person who cut it, Liu Tong showed an indescribable mysterious posture...

Therefore, the various sects who came to test the depth of the Mojin faction were more convinced that there were strange people in the Mojin faction, and they began to respect the Mojin faction, and even some creditors of the Mojin faction came to the door and actively demanded debt relief.

Liu Tong said righteously, how can this be? The debts owed must be repaid. The Mojin faction is not a gang that owes the debts. As long as his younger brother comes out, the debts will definitely be repaid!

Wait for his younger brother to come out? Is it to pay off debts or to kill?

When the visitor heard this, he would dare to call for the debt again, and he said a thousand words, so that Liu Tong reluctantly agreed to write off the debts of both parties.

Liu Tong calmly sent the former creditor out of the door of the Mojin faction. The two parties said goodbye. He was refreshed, and the creditor was sweaty. Seeing the creditor had gone away, Liu Tong closed the door of the mountain and turned his head. , Smiles as sly as a fox.

Compared with the excitement of Touching the Golden Sect, the three major sects of the Black Dragon Kingdom have completely different scenery.

Elder Pei Nan is in a high position in the Jinhai Pavilion, and he owns a side peak. At this moment, he is sitting cross-legged in the hall, closing his eyes and concentrating, and starting to practice, but soon he opens his eyes again, with a hint of irritation between his eyebrows. , Take a look outside from time to time.

After returning to the sect from the Mojin Sect, Elder Pei Nan told the head teacher Peng Ze in detail what he had seen and heard in the Mojin Sect, along with the sentence he would visit in the future.

After listening, Peng Ze remained silent until he got up to leave without saying a word.

Since that day, Pei Nan can’t sleep at night. When he closes his eyes, there is an overwhelming sword glow, and the man’s sentence to visit another day. Whenever he thinks of it, his heart beats like a drum, as if he is in the infinite sword again. Within the mansions, life and death are unpredictable.

He is upset, unable to rest, and even unable to concentrate. What worries most every day is whether the person will come today. He asks himself at sunrise, and his heart hangs high until sunset. The cycle goes back and forth and cannot be cut off.

But...

Pei Nan looked outside and said to himself: "It's been three or four days, and no one has come to the door, that person... should just mention it casually, it seems that he won't be coming..."

It seems that it will not come.

Pei Nan comforted herself, and she seemed to really take some comfort from these words in her heart, and slowly heaved a sigh of relief.

At this moment, before a disciple hurriedly came to the hall, he said loudly: "Report to Elder Pei, the people of the Touching Jin faction are here!"

"What?!"

Pei Nan's heart just let go, suddenly raised it, he came to the entrance of the hall, and looked at the disciple: "You said it was the Mojin Sect?"

"Yes."

There was a buzz in Pei Nan's mind, as if Dao Fa exploded, and he was dizzy, but immediately, he leaped out and flew towards the main peak of Jinhai Pavilion like a gust of wind.

Above the main peak of the Jinhai Pavilion, Pei Nan swept across like a gust of wind. In a panic, he even forgot the usual rules. Without being notified, he pushed the door and said loudly: "Brother! No good! Now, the Mojin faction is here!"

In the empty and majestic hall, the head of Jinhai Pavilion, Peng Ze, sat on the chair of the dragon's head. He was wearing a black robe and a long dragon embroidered with golden silk.

"What a fuss, what does it look like?" Peng Ze frowned.

Where can Pei Nan care about his appearance? With obvious fear on his face, he clasped his hands, and walked constantly in the hall, living like an ant on a hot pot: "Brother, you have also seen that one Jianguang, if he really comes to seek revenge, who can resist us in Jinhai Pavilion? This person, actually came, this is, but what can be done..."

Peng Ze's complexion is deep, he has been in a high position for many years, and his aura is not angry or prestigious. At this moment, his brow frowned, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly condensed: "Come on, I am dignified Jinhai Pavilion. ?"

"Brother!" Pei Nan's tone increased: "That's not an ordinary monk, the power of a sword, the destruction of the ancient corpse, the broken dragon bell! If he really wants to seek revenge..."

Peng Ze frowned more tightly. He said impatiently: "Don't grow up other people's ambitions, destroy your own prestige, and sit down."

"Ugh..."

Faced with the master teacher, Pei Nan had nothing to do. In the Jinhai Pavilion, he was the only one who had seen the horror of the sword and the unfathomable depth of the expert. No one could understand the fear that erupted in his heart. , Today, if the person came, if the handling is not done properly, a **** battle that can shake the foundation of Jinhaige's ten thousand years will erupt...

Sitting on the chair, Pei Nan kept playing back the scenes of that day in his mind, and his heart was flustered.

Peng Ze sits high on the faucet chair, his back is straight, he looks awe-inspiring, and awe-inspiring, but his left index finger keeps tapping the chair, his eyes drooping, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

"Report to the head teacher that he has come to the foot of the main peak mountain."

The informant disciple said at the door.

Pei Nan unconsciously sat up straight, then turned to look at the instructor.

Peng Ze got up from his seat, coughed dryly, and said: "Please come up."

"Yes."

Seeing that the disciple was about to leave, Pei Nan quickly added: "Be polite."

Peng Ze glanced at Pei Nan, but said nothing.

The main peak of the Jinhai Pavilion is very high. The main hall stands on the top of the mountain. The sea of ​​clouds is rolling around, and a mountain road is faintly visible among the green trees.

Looking at the mountain road, Peng Ze let out a sigh of relief and sat down again. He glanced at Pei Nan, who was fidgeting, and suddenly said, "You said, that person is really a gold sect?" /

Pei Nan was taken aback and nodded: "We went to suppress the ancient corpse a few days ago and used the Panlong Bell. We should have destroyed the Mojin faction, but this guy turned out to be born. He came this time. Revenge."

"I don't think so."

"Huh?"

Peng Ze looked outside the main hall, his eyes darkened: "How can such a stunning figure appear in a mere touch of gold? The origin of this person is very strange, and I have to pay attention to it."

Elder Pei Nan was stunned: "Brother means, behind that guy, there are other forces?"

Peng Ze shook his head: "Not necessarily."

Pei Nan: "..."

Peng Ze glanced at Pei Nan, and said disgustingly: "Brother, pay attention to your manners, don't lose our face in Jinhai Pavilion."

Pei Nan: "..."

After a while, maybe my life is gone, but also pay attention to what manners, this is too pretentious...

Peng Ze, sitting on the leading chair, said solemnly: "No matter who comes, I will not be afraid of Jinhai Pavilion."