Thanks bro, you're out of shape

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Yuan Qing also knew that whether he could come out after entering the Zhenning Pagoda largely depended on the destiny. He thought that if Xie Minxing really came out, it would be a sharp knife in his hand. If he couldn't come out, he would give it to him Put three fragrances on the prematurely broken sword.

It is also very kind.

With that said, he was about to turn around and leave.

Tong Ku was surprised, "Why didn't you wait for him to come out?"

Yuan Qing waved his hand without looking back. He is not the Mr. Pei from their family, so why would he waste his time here?The situation in the city was in turmoil, and he needed to rush back as soon as possible, but he couldn't let that person take the lead.

Yuan Qing's estimate was right, the situation in Luojing City became more and more foggy.

Originally, due to the murder of the Houchao Sword Sect and the Xu family in Jizhou, a large number of Jianghu disciples gathered in the city. The Jianghu people were hot-blooded and reckless, and they were not stable at all. In addition, such a bizarre undead murder happened recently. .

They all agreed that this was the work of the undead, that the dead predecessors could not rest in peace, and returned to the ground from the gloomy underground to kill people... Strange power, but people have to believe it.

Therefore, many "spirit catchers" appeared in the city. Most of them were high-spirited young people who had just entered the rivers and lakes, eager to catch the "dead souls" who had returned from the underworld and become famous in one fell swoop.

But no one can really catch the legendary "undead".Those "dead spirits" dormant in the dark do exist. As long as the thread in that hand is pulled, they will wake up, charge into battle, and kill Buddhas when they encounter Buddhas.

Part of the reason why the "spirit hunters" have gone on and on, repeatedly banned, is that there must be brave men under heavy rewards.The Tianzimeng was the first sect to offer a reward to the warrior who caught the "dead soul", and then the Tang family, the leading family in Luojing City, and other sects followed suit.

Chu Wangsun was too frightened to go out by the "dead spirits" all over the city, talking about it all day long, and he had to bring ten masters with him wherever he went, Pei Zijun couldn't laugh or cry, the golden glittering leader had no choice.

Naturally, Pei Zijun doesn't believe that there are "dead souls" in the world. He is waiting for his father's memory, and he wants to find out the origin of "thousands of soldiers and souls".

Master Pei didn't reply to the letter. The moment he received the letter, he knew who it was from.

He thought that the secret he had painstakingly concealed for many years was finally going to be revealed to the public in this way. He wanted to give an explanation to the world, and he should... give an explanation to the one he loves.

On that day, Sect Leader Pei hurried to Luojing.

While Pei Zijun was waiting for the news, the "dead soul" crawling in the darkness finally got out of the ground and stood under the blue sky and the sun for the first time.

At that moment, Pei Zijun knew that a big battle on the rivers and lakes was about to officially begin.

It's the same as the seven-year Demon Slaying War.

So similar, yet so different.

He thought, where did the ice and snow boy go when he fought hard on Beimang Mountain for twelve envoys and one sword to confer gods?He was thankful that Xie Minxing was not here, but he was flustered because he didn't know where he was, and he seemed to be more and more unable to tolerate him being so far away from him.

He wants to be with him.

——In the past, he lived in other people's words, but now he can only live in his heart.

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Under the blue sky and white sun, those "dead souls" are nothing more than ordinary people in the city, even old and weak women and children. However, these "dead souls" can meet the ecstasy palm of the Xu family in Jizhou, and the flying flowers and floating leaves feet of Liang Qianli. Uniform, born to kill.

This made everyone in the martial arts scene shudder. One Liang Qianli may not be considered a top expert, but a hundred?How about a thousand?More and more such "undead" with different unique skills are produced. They come out of nowhere and end up in Dajie's alley, killing ordinary people, but killing more people in the martial arts world.

The goal of this hand behind the scenes seems to be the entire Great Chao Wulin, and it is self-evident who wants the Dachao Wulin to be destroyed the most.

"These gloomy and evil things can be seen as belongings of the Devil's Cult."

"I heard that someone has seen Yuan Qing in Luojing City..."

"It has been seven years since the Demon Slaying War, and the Demon Cult has finally made a comeback..."

At first, it was just a rumor circulating in private, but magpies kept appearing around the corpses, and the mastermind behind the scenes was confirmed. Tang Zhenling raised his arms in the name of the tragic death of his beloved son Tang Feng, and everyone responded.

Then came the Chaochao Sword Sect, Fengyu Temple, Nanwuguan... Even the king and grandson of Chu of the Tianzimeng, who had always been shy, also stood up.

Tang Buqi's eyes were red, but he just silently watched the noisy and high-pitched voices one after another. He was still young, but he was still unwilling to stand beside Tang Zhenling on the stage. He didn't want to be the victim that everyone sympathized with.

He wants to stand in the crowd and use his own strength to avenge his hatred or die in battle.

The Demon Slaying Conference seven years ago was repeated again, but this time without Xie Minxing and Miss Tang San.

The swearing-in meeting lasted until the evening. This night, the disputes between brothers and sects are not important. The Dachao Jianghu is a mess, or it can be a wall.

Tang Buqi still didn't want to go back to Tang's house with Tang Zhenling, so he simply slipped to the back garden early during the meeting, he wanted to see his brother.

There was heavy dew in summer, he was a young man who did not take an unusual path, he walked for a while among the bushes, and suddenly saw two people on the gazebo.

The moonlight exposes one to the light and the other to the darkness.

Tang Buqi immediately recognized one of them as Tang Zhenling.

He gasped, and saw the man in the shadow raised his right hand, and his right hand only had three fingers!

The man suddenly turned towards him, that face that he had to see every day was pale and gloomy under the moonlight, like Shura.

Tang Bu didn't know when he was already kneeling on the ground, the ground was cold and wet, his approaching footsteps sounded like each foot was stepping on his heart, thumping - he finally raised his head, this time, he finally Look at the man with only three fingers.

It was the uncle his father brought back to Xiaoxiang without any defense.

Also the one who conspired with his grandfather in the study.

This time, he didn't wear a mask.

He smiled, completely different from his usual posture.

He said, "Master Tang, it seems that your grandson is not good..."