Nightwatcher Chapter 171: 1 arm, 1 magic weapon
Today, Sanxianfang, which should have been overcrowded, was cleared.
Lingyun stood on the street, dressed in a dark undershirt, wearing an iron sword, and dressed as a standard and ordinary Jianghu.
In fact, Yue’s Villa will send disciples into the town every day to inquire about information and observe the actions of the people in the community.
Today this work was supposed to be done by other disciples, but Ling Yun snatched the job, and Xu Yinluo’s "hand-picked" job, whoever dared to **** him, he would be anxious.
The person that Ling Yun admires and admires most is Xu Yinluo.
I used to practice in the sect, and I have respect or awe for the Taoist heads and elders, but this is not the same as admiration.
He traveled around the town and found an important piece of information, the demon way of the land sect and the mysterious gang of the court, and invited the Wulin League to talk in Sanxianfang.
They cleared the field domineeringly, but they didn't seem to care that the content of the conversation was overheard, so they let the good people stand on the side of the street downstairs to join in the fun.
They must be discussing in secret how to deal with the villa... Ling Yun held his breath, running his ears, catching the conversation on the second floor.
built the second floor of the observation deck. There were three groups of guests sitting clearly. One table was Taoist priests in feathers, the hair was meticulously combed, and the eyes contained deep malice.
It makes people tremble and tremble.
One table is a mysterious man wrapped in a black robe and a black iron mask. The head of the table is wearing a golden mask. It was this wave of people who pulled the artillery and bombed the Yueshi Villa this morning.
A table full of beautiful women, one of whom is particularly brilliant, covered with light gauze, with a pair of eyes looking forward to radiance, like autumn water.
is a perfect body proportion, which makes her figure better than other women in the room.
"Is there no man in the Wulin League, send a group of ladies to talk about it." The middle-aged Taoist priest with blue lotus embroidered on his chest sneered.
Daoist Lan Lian's eyes always wandered around the enchanting and plump figure of the woman, without concealing his coveting and maliciousness.
The demons of the Land Sect are clearly bad.
The host of Wanhualou, Xiao Yuenu.
She held a small silver-boned fan in her bare hand, squinted her eyes, and said in a cold tone: "There is something to say. If you look at me again, I will dig out your eyeballs to soak plum wine."
Lan Lian Daochang said hey, not only was he not afraid, but he became more unscrupulous, almost not paying attention to the provocation.
"Oh, threatening these lunatics will only make things worse." The black robe man wearing the golden mask let out a hoarse laugh.
Holding a porcelain bowl with plum wine in his hand, while playing with the porcelain bowl, he said: "Since Mo Pavilion has agreed to form an alliance, why did Mo Pavilion withdraw halfway? We need an explanation from the Wulin League."
Xiao Yuenu said indifferently: "All schools under the Wulin League are independent. Moge's own decision has nothing to do with the Wulin League."
Daoist Lan Lian sneered: "This is the explanation of the Wulin League?"
Ecstasy Hand Rongrong was not angry enough, and said angrily: "The Wulin League has the rules of the Wulin League, and it is not your turn to put your beak."
Dao Master Lan Lian gave her a malicious look and gave her a deep look.
Pop!
The small silver bone fan suddenly unfolded and stood in front of Rongrong.
Xiao Yuenu's shot seemed extremely abrupt, as if he had misestimated the opponent and blocked the air. Several female elders of Wanhualou, keenly perceiving an invisible and intangible force, were blocked by the host.
Xiao Yuenu's beautiful eyes widened, angered: "If your Di Sect wants to turn his face with my martial arts alliance, Xiao Yuenu will stay with me to the end."
Lan Lian Daochang snorted and looked back.
didn't know that she had walked around the ghost gate, Rong Rong sat blankly, her face stiff. After a few seconds, she reacted, cold sweat soaking her back.
"It's not just Mo Pavilion. If I'm not mistaken, there will be several schools who will withdraw from the competition tomorrow." Xiao Yuenu said lightly:
"You should know that Xu Yinluo entered the Yue Family Villa. He has a high status in the hearts of the people and the people. Mo Ge does not want to be an enemy of him."
Lan Lian said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid it's not just that I don't want to be an enemy. I heard that some people in the Wulin League intend to protect Xu Qi'an."
This is the real reason why the Dizong and the black-robed men made an appointment with Wulin League.
The black-robed man wearing a golden mask hummed: "I hope that the hostess Xiao will tell the leader Cao after he goes back and restrain his men. Don't hurt the entire martial arts league for a few black sheep."
Xiao Yuenu sneered and said: "Are you threatening the Wulin League?"
She realized that something was wrong. The people in the Dizong were too afraid of Yueshi Villa. It stands to reason that even with the support of Li Miaozhen, Xu Qi'an and others, the current situation, the other side's win is too small.
Regardless of the crushing Fourth-Rank powerhouse, with the help of the Dao Shou, you can almost sweep the Yueshi Villa, although it is only a clone.
The Dizong seems to be reluctant to withdraw and is eager to strengthen one's own power. Does this mean that there are super masters hidden in the Yueshi Villa, which makes the Dizong so jealous and try to unite with the Wulin League.... ..Xiao Yuenu was thinking.
At this time, someone suddenly heard someone tweeted: "A little Xu Qi'an, is it worth your wasting your tongue?"
Along with the sound of stepping on the stairs, at the top of the stairs, a handsome young man with a white robe and jade belt came up first. Then there are two tower-like giants, wearing hats and black robes.
Dao Lan Lian looked back and said viciously: "Where are the fish, dare to disturb the deity's discussion."
The white robe boy squinted his eyes and said lightly: "Left ambassador, palm mouth!"
The voice of fell, and the giant iron tower on the left suddenly disappeared, and then there was a loud applause in the second floor hall.
"click..."
The wooden planks laying on the ground broke, and half of Lanliandao's face was embedded in the cracked wooden floor, bleeding from Qiqiao.
The pupils of Xiao Yuenu and the man wearing the golden mask shrank slightly. The former gripped the silver fracture fan, and the latter pressed the handle of the knife.
The disciples of Dizong got up and stared at the three brothers in white robe with malicious eyes.
"No death, no death, no death........."
The white-robed man waved his hands again and again with a smile on his face, "I'm just giving him a punishment. My servants are very determined, you can rest assured."
He always smiles when he speaks, with superficial pride.
, people like this are not empty-headed dudes, or they have enough confidence.
The white-robed man's gaze fell on Xiao Yuenu's body, his eyes lit up sharply, and he walked over while rubbing his fingers.
In the process of , he passed by the black-robed man wearing a golden mask. The black-robed man moved his fingers several times, as if he wanted to draw a sword to make a surprise attack, but finally chose to give up.
The white-robed man raised his mouth, as if sneered like a mockery, crossed this table to meet Yingyingyanyan's table.
"When I came to Jianzhou, I sent someone to inquire about the customs of Jianzhou. The rivers and lakes of Jianzhou are really boring, like a pool of stagnant water. But the rivers and lakes of Jianzhou are also very interesting because there is a Wanhualou.
"It is said that Xiao Yuenu, the host of Wanhualou, is a rare beauty. Tsk tsk, well-deserved reputation, well-deserved reputation."
The next words of the white-robed man made everyone in the Wanhualou brow and anger.
"After this trip is over, I will take the hostess Xiao back. There is just a concubine room missing in the room."
Rongrong's master, Huo Ran got up, his face was gloomy, and he slapped the white robe boy's chest with a slap.
White-robed son brother raised his hand, hitting her wrist just right, letting this powerful palm hit the beam and tiles.
In the splash of broken wooden shingles, he took a **** of his hand and fished the beautiful woman into his arms, and said, "I'm older, but the charm still exists. I like a woman like you." /
Before Xiao Yuenu made a move, he took it as soon as he saw it, and retreated decisively, leaving behind a beautiful woman who was ashamed and indignant.
"I'm here to form an alliance."
He narrowed his grandiose smile, revealing a bit of majesty and calm infiltrated by the family.
"Alliance?"
the black robe man wearing the golden mask asked rhetorically.
"I want lotus seeds, and I want Qi'an's life."
Baipao Young Master laughed: "You dare not offend him, I dare! Barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes, I am barefoot now, but no matter how tall he is in the hearts of the people."
"What are you going to do?" The black-robed man said with interest.
Brother Baipao did not speak, strode to the side of the observation deck, holding the guardrail with both hands, luckily Dantian, and said: "Everyone is listening..."
The sound is rolling, and it immediately attracts the good people who gather around and the residents of the town.
White-robed son brother stretched out his left hand, "Sword box!"
Zuo Shi silently handed over a small, pitch-black square box.
"Young Master, that person's primordial spirit fluctuations are several times stronger than that of ordinary Wufu, and he is a member of the sect in Yue's Villa." Zuo Shi lowered his voice.
Baipao Young Master followed his gaze and glanced at Ling Yun, who had been dressed up in disguise. He didn't respond, opened the box, twisted out a small needle-like sword, and flicked his finger.
The small sword turned over, getting bigger and bigger, turning into a three-foot green front, which was embedded in the street where the bluestone was laid.
A deep chill of sword intent overflowed, declaring its identity: a magic weapon.
Baipao Young Master announced: "Whoever can cut Xu Qian's arm, he will reward one magic weapon. Cut both arms, reward two handles, cut limbs, reward four handles."
While speaking, he flexed his swords and nailed them one by one in the middle of the street.
Everyone's eyes stayed on the four interlaced magical instruments, like a magnet meeting a steel nail, and they couldn't move away anymore.
Baipao Young Master gave a final word: "Who can cut off Xu Qi'an's head, this whole box of magical artifacts belongs to him."
There is a frying pan on the street.
The white robe boy brother turned back to the table and looked around with a smile. The horrified expressions on the faces of the women in Wanhualou made the smiles at the corners of his mouth continue to expand.
He stared at the black-robed man, then looked up at the awakened Taoist Lan Lian, and said lightly: "The most important thing for the scattered people is resources. I will send the resources to them now. You say, Do those people still respect Xu Qi'an?
"Will you still be jealous of him? Would you still dare not offend him? No casual cultivator can resist the temptation of magical artifacts. I know, including you."
Xiao Yuenu said coldly: "What's the point of you doing this?"
Jianghu scattered people can't kill a master who has cultivated the magic power of King Kong.
White-robed young man shrugged his shoulders and said in a relaxed tone: "Didn't Xu Qi'an read a poem, bear with me, look at the younger two as a newcomer, and get angry on the ring before shooting. This is my answer."
He and Xu Qi'an have a grudge? Xiao Yuenu was stunned. She glanced at the Daoist Blue Lotus of the Earth Sect, and was shocked to find that the other party had resisted the malice and did not retaliate.
It seems that Dizong is really afraid of Yueshi Villa.
The black-robed man smiled. It seems that everyone's goals are the same.
Mr. Xu’s enemy is here? One of his followers could easily injure the fourth-rank Daoist Lan Lian. He regarded the magical artifacts as dung...Ling Yun realized that this white-robed son suddenly appeared in the small town. It is a terrible and powerful enemy.
He took a dozen steps back quietly, then turned around, planning to leave.
When he took the first step, Ling Yun heard the voice of the white-robed man from the observatory behind him: "Ah, forget, there is one more thing that I haven't done. You are a Taoist priest in Yueshi Villa."
".........." Ling Yun's pupils suddenly shrank, and all the hairs on his body were standing up, and his emotions tended to explode in an instant.
Then, he found that he couldn't walk, his feet seemed to be stuck to the ground.
No, no, get up and get the news back, tell Xu Yinluo, he asked me to inquire about the information, I can't live up to his trust...Ling Yun's cheeks twitched and his body She started to sweat, big beads of sweat rolled out of her forehead.
White-robed young man appeared in front of him, smiled and said: "You want to go back to report?"
"I, I don't know what you're talking about, I'm just a casual person." Ling Yun insisted.
Brother Baipao beckoned, and summoned a long sword stuck in the street, still with the smiled expression: "I didn't say not to let you report, but..."
He paused and said with a grin: "I'm sorry, you have to crawl back."
He swung his sword indifferently, the light flashed, Ling Yun's knee sank sharply, and his two calves left his master.
"Ahhh..." he howled heartbreakingly, rolling on the floor painfully.
Baipao Young Master glanced at him, "A kind reminder, hurry back, maybe you can get medical treatment before the blood drains."
After , he raised the sword in his hand and said: "Have you seen it, authentic magical tools. When the lotus seeds mature tomorrow, all of you will have a chance to kill Xu Qi'an."
"Young Master, if the master knows about it, you will be punished. The master said, don't provoke him easily." Zuo Shi Chuanyin advised.
"Don't provoke him, then what's the point of my trip this time?" The white robe boy sneered.
The main purpose of this trip is to sharpen the martial arts, but seeing the kid who should have died at the end of the year in Beijing was also his purpose.
Since the investigation in Beijing, he has been hearing about Xu Qi'an one after another, and he has gone mad with anger.
How beautiful is the surname Xu~IndoMTL.com~How angry he is.
Those glories, those adventures, should be his.
The most important thing is.........Qing luck is also his!
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After lunch, Xu Qi'an was alone in the secluded courtyard to practice the preparatory process of "Slashing Heaven and Earth", letting the breath and blood collapse and congeal together.
is by analogy, in order to strengthen the control of the body's strength and speed up the practice of energizing.
He felt that he had faintly reached a bottleneck, and he just kicked the door to the fifth rank.
"I always feel something is missing, I hope tomorrow's battle will make me get promoted as I wish..." Xu Qi'an moved her ears and heard slightly light footsteps rushing over here.
He immediately collected his power, turned his head, and saw that the small face of Qiu Chan Yi from Yueshi Villa was white, and his eyes were full of tears.
After and Xu Qi'an met, the teardrops rolled down like broken thread pearls.
Qiu Chan's clothes sobbed and choked and said: "Xu Gongzi, Ling Yun, Ling Yun is dead..."
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