Qishan.
Fifteen miles away from Wangjing City.
The sword gate stands among the towering mountain peaks.
Legend has it that the predecessor of the Qianshan Sword Sect was the Transcendent Immortal Sect....
There are charming maids on both sides of the mountain road. From the elegant mature ones to the delicate and untouched buds, they are all maids here.
Jiang Lin, the Qingjun eldest son of the Qinghe Gang, was greatly moved...
"This Qishan Sword Sect is so angry."
"How about you become the backstage of our Qinghe Gang?" Jiang Cheng, who was wearing expensive silk clothes, said: "Wait a minute, in front of the Zhao clan leader, you must be careful with your words and deeds..."
"oh."
Jiang Lin disagreed.
Looking at the charming maids on both sides, there was a hint of jealousy.
Indulging in sensuality, the most beautiful women, especially women, are the best in his heart.
Whether she is beautiful or not is secondary, but whether she is a married woman is important...
He is one of the most talented young people in Wangjing City, and he is not afraid of others making trouble.
He is not afraid of the government, he is not afraid of the people in the city, and even his father, Jiang Lin, is actually not too afraid.
After all, he, Jiang Lin, was a proud man who had practiced the "White Boat Wandering Dragon Technique" that was passed down from his family before he was twenty years old.
On weekdays, he is idle, but when he is practicing, he is willing to put in hard work... which can be regarded as meeting the standards for accepting disciples of the Jianshan Sect.
"Alas...we are here to accuse, you come to see the beauty." Jiang Cheng shook his head, he was not in the mood to look at the beauty.
"Hmph...Dad, I also want to see what this martial arts leader is like."
"Remember, be careful in your words and deeds..."
Jiang Cheng had some selfish motives in bringing his son along.
The Qinghe Gang has worked hard for so many years without any credit...
If the Qishan Sword Sect could accept his son, he wouldn't have to practice the low-grade White Boat Wandering Dragon Kung Fu. Maybe... he could practice the top-notch Kung Fu of the Qishan Sword Sect.
Be a cow and a horse, doing these dirty and tiring jobs.
It's just for my son...
Practice is difficult.
We must seize all resources to practice.
With these selfish motives, Jiang Lin and Jiang Cheng came to the fairyland-like Jianshan Sword Gate on the top of the mountain.
At this time, the young sword boy who made the announcement said calmly.
"Wait a moment, the sect master is practicing in seclusion."
"OK."
Even when facing the boy in front of the door, Jiang Cheng was respectful and respectful, which made Jiang Lin very unhappy... In Wangjing City, he was used to being arrogant, and it was always only people who doted on him, and there was no time when he doted on others.
Jiang Cheng said softly.
"The invincible kung fu of Alliance Leader Zhao did not come out of thin air..."
It is true that the Jianshan Sect behaves coldly and domineeringly, but along the way, the Jianmen disciples have been practicing seriously...
The elimination within the sect is also very cold. It pursues the survival of the fittest and the weak leave the mountain.
Stay or die.
....
"This Alliance Leader Zhao is too slow." Jiang Lin complained: "We are also important helpers for his Qishan Sword Sect."
Jiang Cheng said with a cold sweat on the side.
"No, no, our Qinghe Gang has nothing to do with the Jianshan Sect."
Jiang Lin was a little stunned.
No one in Wangjing City knows about the relationship between the Qinghe Gang and the Qishan Jianmen.
"Son, you must remember that his Qishan Sword Sect is the Qishan Sword Sect, and our Qinghe Gang is the Qinghe Gang." Jiang Cheng said seriously: "He is the leader of a famous and upright sect, and we are three religions and nine streams. Everything we do It's all voluntary, and there is no interest entanglement with the Qishan Jianmen."
Only then did Jiang Lin realize that he, a member of the Qinghe Gang and a member of the Qinghe Gang, was doing dirty things for the Qishan Jianmen, but he was not even a dog.
At this time, Jiang Lin said after a moment of silence.
"Good life...hypocrisy."
"Don't say this later." Jiang Cheng was so frightened by his son that he lost his soul.
"I naturally know it."
Jiang Lin turned his head.
At this time, the doorman said it was time to enter the villa.
Only the Qinghe gang and his son went in.
Only then did Jiang Lin see the legendary Zhao Wuliang, the leader of the martial arts alliance, the number one in the world today, and the prestigious leader of the Qishan Sword Sect.
He was meditating and breathing out on his alliance leader's throne. There was faint residual energy spreading around him, and the colors seemed to be like divine light.
There is already white hair between the temples, and it can be seen that he was a handsome man when he was young.
The squinting narrow phoenix eyes give people a sense of elegance and friendliness.
The moon-white robe is even more celestial.
Standing eight feet tall, he appears to be a perfect man.
"I've met Sect Leader Zhao." Jiang Cheng lowered his head cautiously, not daring to look at his colorful divine light.
"No need to be polite." Zhao Wuliang said calmly.
At this time, Jiang Chengcai reported the matter. He had turned the entire Wangjing City upside down along the way. He did not find the Blood Demon Sword, nor did he find the Blood Sword Ancestor. It was as if he had disappeared from the world.
"This Blood Sword Ancestor was hit by my sword, so he must be dead." Zhao Wuliang said calmly with his hands behind his back: "The evil devil has a crooked way, and everyone will kill it... We should look for this Blood Sword Ancestor to come out to serve the people as soon as possible. Let's get rid of the harm.... If his blood demon knife falls into the hands of the rats, it may be harmful to the world."
"Alliance Leader Zhao has great merit in caring about the world."
Jiang Cheng was bragging about Zhao Wuliang from the sidelines.
Young Master Jiang was disgusted by what he saw.
Although he is the eldest son of the Qinghe Gang, he knows that he is domineering in Wangjing City and bullies men and women, so he will not build a memorial for himself.
I don’t know that Zhao Wuliang was in a good mood and did not hold the Qinghe Gang accountable for their poor search...
At this time Jiang Cheng and his son resigned, and Jiang Cheng was glad that he had passed this test.
Jiang Lin turned his voice into a thread and spoke in his father's ear.
"It's so easy to be hypocritical."
Jiang Cheng's face didn't change at all after hearing the words in his ear, he just bowed his head and resigned.
He didn't show any change in his expression.
It’s just Zhao Wuliang behind him.
The smile on the face was narrowed, but the eyes were opened...
...
After going out, Jiang Chengcai broke into a cold sweat.
Jiang Cheng slapped his son and said angrily.
"Asshole! What were you doing just now?"
Jiang Lin narrowed his eyes and said.
"Don't worry, father, he can't hear me practicing the Qinghe Gang elder's secret technique of turning sounds into threads. Even if he knows that we whispered something, so what? He definitely doesn't know the content."
"You...have no idea that Alliance Leader Zhao is so powerful..."
"Father, you are worrying too much."
...
...
Three days later.
"The father and son of the Qinghe Gang were buried by the Lengjiang River. It seems that Wangjing City is in trouble again."
Jiang Cheng and Jiang Lin from the Qinghe Gang died beside the Lengjiang River from sword wounds.
According to what the police officer said, Jiang Lin had an expression of disbelief before he died, and could not rest in peace.
But it is a good thing for the people of Wangjing City. The Qinghe Gang has bullied people a lot in the past...
Of course, when the second-in-command of the Qinghe Gang comes to power, it will be the same.
Many people speculate that the Jiang family and his son were cleaned out by the Qishan Jianmen because of their poor performance, but who knows and who cares...
At least ordinary people don't care.
Li Xuan doesn't care either.
Because Li Xuan is working hard to practice more...
"Yeah! Fish caught!"
[You caught a plump white mackerel, and your fishing experience value increases]
[The best winter white mackerel, cold steamed with a little salt, is indeed a delicacy in the world]
At this time, Li Xuan looked at the fish caught from the ice lake and finally sighed, how difficult it is.
"Oh, practicing is really hard work..."
