Chapter 112: Face is earned by oneself! Life is the same! (First update!)

Style: Fantasy Author: Distant JiangnanWords: 2142Update Time: 24/01/11 15:09:37
There is no reason!

It is not necessary to have it, but it is even more necessary to have it!

What a ruthless method! !

The corners of Ji Qingqing's mouth raised slightly, giving rise to an evil smile: "Chen Xiu, you really dare!"

Chen Xiu sneered and said with a bit of fun: "Since you are the imperial eagle dog and the emperor's butcher knife, you must have some awareness! What's more!"

There was murderous intention blooming in his eyes, and bloodthirsty color appeared in his eyes: "I promised to clear someone's wrongdoing. If Baiyun Temple blocks my way, then it must die!!"

Ji Qingwu rubbed his chin and said with interest: "Then what are you going to do? This witness is not easy to handle."

There was a hint of thought on his face: "After all, this Baiyun Temple has stood here for decades without falling, and it is quite capable of suppressing Linchuan Mansion. Now, its prestige in the hearts of the people is probably They all surpassed the Xuanjing Division."

hehe! !

Chen Xiu sneered twice, with a cold light flashing in his eyes: "It's very simple! Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish! As long as you still want to live to see the sun tomorrow, then listen to me!"

"If I want him to serve as a witness, he must act accordingly! If not, then he will die!"

"Even if he himself is not afraid, I don't believe that his family is not afraid either!"

"I want to see whether the pressure from Baiyun Temple is stronger! Or the knife in my hand, which is faster!! More ruthless! Kill a thousand, behead ten thousand, there will always be someone who obeys!"

The words were filled with murderous intent.

So cruel!

Ji Wuqing sighed slightly.

He seemed to have seen the scene of blood gushing like a spring in Linchuan Mansion.

Nodding slightly, Ji Qingwu said calmly: "Then I'll leave all this to you! As far as I'm concerned, now that my cultivation has made a big breakthrough, I want to try the strength of that Baiyun Temple Master!"

...

Fireworks Tower, Chunfeng Pavilion.

This is the largest brothel in Linchuan Prefecture.

The aroma of wine filled the air, and there were sweet sounds outside the door.

Chen Xiu rubbed the jade wine cup and said with a half-smile: "Brother Yang Ming, we have been seated for more than half an hour. But those three people haven't shown up yet. Are they looking down on us?"

The slightly thin young man in black pursed his lips slightly and said slowly: "Mr. Chen, this is Yang Ming's fault, and I am willing to be punished! I hope you will forgive me!"

"I really didn't expect that those Jianghu gangs would dare not obey the invitation personally from our Xuanjing Division!"

There was an uncontrollable coldness in Yang Ming's eyes!

"It's the other person's fault. What's your fault?"

Chen Xiu tapped his fingers lightly, and the jade-like wine cup spun in his hands, and said with a faint smile: "It's just that I didn't expect that the emperor's butcher's knife, which made the world change, the Sui Dynasty Xuanjing Division, in Linchuan The power in the mansion is actually not as powerful as that of Baiyun Temple!"

Yang Ming was slightly silent.

He really didn't expect that this would be the case.

As a person from Linchuan Prefecture, he was entrusted by Mr. Chen to invite the three major local gangs to gather at the Fireworks Tower.

Now, the agreed time has come and no one has answered the appointment!

It's just an ordinary Jianghu gang, but he dares to let go of the Xuanjing Division's pigeons!

Is this Baiyun Temple really so terrifying?

Chen Xiu's eyes could vaguely see the hazy figure through the thick screen window, and he said lightly: "My idea is actually very simple."

The words were quite calm, but the terrifying murderous intention made Yang Ming frightened: "After all, we are dragons crossing the river, and our understanding of Baiyun Temple is definitely not as good as that of this three-acre land. I'm a local snake. I want to talk to someone at the table and find out something."

"But since I don't give you face, don't blame me..."

Heavy footsteps sounded outside the door.

"Master Chen, right? I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long. Are you tired?"

A voice full of sarcasm sounded.

Chen Xiu crossed his hands and raised a strange smile at the corner of his mouth.

Oh, this is coming from a bad person!

The door was pushed open.

The tall and handsome man with an open mind stepped into the door, with a bit of arrogance on his face and wearing a gorgeous Taoist robe!

Behind him, two figures followed step by step.

One is a one-eyed young man in his thirties with deep scars on his face and a long sword on his back.

One is a fat man with a big belly and a somewhat honest appearance. He does not look like the leader of a gang, but more like a wealthy farmer.

"Master Chen, I'm sorry."

The fat man rubbed his hands in a friendly manner and said very naturally: "There have been a lot of things going on in the gang recently, and it's a bit troublesome."

The big man looked at Chen Xiu with a hint of teasing, and said in a playful tone: "Yang Ming, how come this Master Chen is so young? I'm afraid he's not the illegitimate son of a wealthy family, right?"

"You are presumptuous!"

Yang Ming suddenly drew his sword, his eyes filled with anger!

The big man tilted his head slightly, with a mocking look on his face: "What, Mr. Yang wants to chop me down? Then do it!"

As he spoke, he suddenly became fierce and said with a ferocious smile: "I am the son-in-law of Elder Ning Caining of Baiyun Temple. Do you dare to touch me? Don't want to hang out in Linchuan Mansion? You can try! If you touch me, your whole family will be killed tomorrow. Die on the streets!"

Yang Ming's hand holding the sword was trembling, and his teeth were gritting.

"Hahaha, are you scared?"

The big man patted Yang Ming's face gently, looked down at Chen Xiu condescendingly, and said arrogantly: "What do you call him?"

Chen Xiu's face was quite calm, he just smiled softly and said slowly: "I am Chen Xiu, now the black mirror master of the Xuanjing Division. Although he is not talented, he was lucky enough to be on the 'Feng Yun Ranking'!"

"'Shura Demon Sword' Chen Xiu!!"

The young man's eyes narrowed slightly, and his face covered with scars became a little colder.

This man is a ruthless man who confiscates homes and destroys families!

It is said that during the suppression of bandits in the past, thousands of martyrs were slaughtered in one night!

This is a true lackey of the imperial court!

"I wonder what Mr. Chen is doing looking for us?"

The young man spoke angrily, quite unkindly.

"Nothing. I just want to get to know the current Linchuan Mansion. For example, Baiyun Temple, or a certain imperial magistrate who died ten years ago." Chen Xiu spoke quietly, half-smiling but not smiling.

The fat man pretended to sigh helplessly, and said softly: "Master Chen, we are so helpless. How could we, low-class people living in the world, know such a secret? Please find someone else who knows how to do it."

Yang Ming seemed to want to speak, but Chen Xiu raised his hand to stop him.

The big man's eyes were full of disdain, and he slowly raised his little finger, and the smile at the corner of his mouth cracked: "Mr. Chen, if you are thinking of trying to trick someone, let's forget it! In the Linchuan Mansion, Xuanjing Si Lian's White Cloud View Even your fingers can’t compare!”

Chen Xiu stood up slowly.

The smile on his face completely disappeared, and he said coldly: "Guys, you'd better listen to my advice. You have to fight for your face! The same goes for your life!!"

"Hahaha!"

The big man laughed loudly and unbridledly.

He turned his head slightly, showing his yellow teeth: "I really want to know how to fight for it!"

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