Chapter 93 is simply crazy

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Listening to Chu Qinghe's words, Qu Feiyan looked puzzled and asked: "Then why did the young master write such a sad story?"

Chu Qinghe said angrily: "You said it was a script, how can you take it seriously? Anyway, I wrote it for others to read, and it's not me who cried."

Anyway, Chu Qinghe writes whatever he thinks of, and he doesn’t know how to put it into his own words.

From God's perspective, it's just how sad it is.

The third girl: "."

Listening to Chu Qinghe's obviously double-standard words at this moment, the expressions of the three women stiffened, and when they looked at Chu Qinghe, their eyes became more and more evil.

After a while, Qu Feiyan turned his head and looked at Yao Yue in the room.

Feeling Qu Feiyan's gaze at this moment, Yao Yue gave a sneer to her lips and nodded lightly.

With the signal of inviting the moon, Qu Feiyan immediately used Qinggong and body movements to rush towards Chu Qinghe with "waaaaaaaah".

After Xiao Zhao hesitated for a moment, he also rushed towards Chu Qinghe after Qu Feiyan.

Seeing the two women rushing towards him at this time, Chu Qinghe raised his eyebrows lightly.

The next moment, Chu Qinghe flipped his palm lightly, and then a special force surged out in front of Chu Qinghe and directly pushed Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao back.

After the two women were pushed back again, Chu Qinghe raised his lips slightly.

With Chu Qinghe's current strength, Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao, to put it bluntly, Chu Qinghe could hit a hundred with just one hand.

Seeing that the strength of Xiao Zhao, Qu Feiyan and Qu Feiyan were completely powerless against Chu Qinghe, Yao Yue raised her eyebrows and instantly ducked in front of Chu Qinghe.

Its strength was also suppressed at the early stage of the Xiantian realm during the previous battle with Chu Qinghe.

Seeing Yao Yue suddenly appear in front of him, Chu Qinghe's expression suddenly changed.

"I go."

At the same time as the voice came out, Chu Qinghe moved his palm lightly, and a special force pressed against Yao Yue.

Some time ago in Ke Yaoyue, "Moving Flowers and Connecting Jade" has entered the level of "returning to nature", which is far more powerful and weird than Chu Qinghe's "easy" "Moving Flowers and Connecting Jade".

Naturally, before the force could reach Yao Yue, Yao Yue raised her palm slightly, and a more majestic force absorbed the force from Chu Qinghe and rushed towards Chu Qingge together.

Seeing this, Chongxiao's sword intent instantly shot out of Chu Qinghe's body and condensed into a force that instantly broke through the special force that was rushing towards him.

At the same time, Chu Qinghe appeared outside the hospital in a flash.

Feeling Chu Qinghe's sword intention that broke through his own moves in an instant, Yao Yue didn't know that Chu Qinghe's strength had improved compared to the last time they fought.

For a moment, Yao Yue became more interested, wanting to see what level of strength Chu Qinghe had reached at this time.

With the true energy permeating the air, his body appeared in front of Chu Qinghe as if teleporting.

Almost as soon as Yao Yue's body stood firm, Chu Qinghe felt a special force coming from all directions, making the surrounding air seem to have turned into a quagmire, full of resistance. Not to mention, his body was also in an instant. He was suppressed in place and unable to move.

But as the internal energy flowed down, Chu Qinghe moved his fingers lightly, and a series of transparent sword-shaped internal energy mixed with sword intent burst out from Chu Qinghe's body, forming an air sword.

Once condensed, it swooped towards Yaoyue like a spiritual snake.

A sudden scene made Yao Yue's face lift slightly, and with a slight wave of her long sleeves, she gathered her true energy and directed it at the air sword.

However, just as Yao Yue's long sleeves were about to touch the Qi sword, with a slight movement between Chu Qinghe's fingers, it turned around like a spiritual snake and circled behind Yao Yue with great flexibility.

It is the soft sword in "Innate Body-Breaking Invisible Sword Qi".

Not only is it dexterous and fast, it is also as soft as a whip.

"Um?"

Yao Yue obviously didn't expect that the Qi sword that Chu Qinghe had condensed at this time was so flexible, and there was a bit of surprise on her face.

However, under the instigation of the true energy, the air sword that had just circled behind him was instantly deflected by the air wave emerging from Yao Yue's body.

door.

At this time, Xiao Zhao and Qu Feiyan were already standing in front of the stove at the door, their eyes focused on the two people in the courtyard who were floating on the snow and plants like immortals.

Although they were only a few feet apart, neither Qu Feiyan nor Xiao Zhao could clearly see the specific process of the fight between Yao Yue and Chu Qinghe.

In response, Xiao Zhao couldn't help but said: "Young Master is actually so strong?"

Listening to Xiao Zhao's question, Qu Feiyan said: "Sister Yue said before that when the young master is in the second-rate perfection realm, his strength can be said to be invincible in the innate realm."

Xiao Zhao said in surprise: "Young Master is so strong after reaching the second-rate Perfect Realm. Now that you are at the early First-rate Realm, wouldn't you be able to compare with the Xiantian Realm warriors?"

Qu Feiyan nodded and said: "It should be! Moreover, Sister Yue's "Moving Flowers and Receiving Jade" has reached the state of "returning to nature", but up to now, she has not been able to take down the young master. It seems that during this period, the young master's The strength has improved a lot.”

Saying that, Qu Feiyan couldn't help but cast an envious look at Chu Qinghe in front of Yao Yue.

In this month, with the additional training of Dongfang Bubai and Yao Yue, Qu Feiyan's strength has also improved significantly.

But compared to Chu Qinghe, the difference is not even a little bit worse.

Obviously he spends his days leisurely doing nothing, but the speed at which his strength improves is simply unmatched.

I have to say that talent is indeed more effective than hard work in many cases.

Just like Qu Feiyan felt right now.

I remember that when Qu Feiyan first came to the courtyard, Chu Qinghe's cultivation was in the early stage of second-rate cultivation, the same as his own.

But now, after more than a month, Qu Feiyan has only reached the second-rate consummation state, while Chu Qinghe has reached the early first-rate state.

As for strength, there is a huge difference between the two.

At this moment, the little girl's expression was visibly depressed.

It's so devastating.

Half a quarter of an hour later, as Chu Qinghe took a few steps back, Yao Yuecai ducked to the door of the main house and ended the domestic violence.

However, looking at Chu Qinghe at this time, Yao Yue's eyes couldn't help but feel a little more horrified.

After two fights, Yao Yue naturally knew Chu Qinghe's strength.

The previous time, Chu Qinghe could be said to be invincible in the innate realm, but this time, after a quarter of an hour of continuous fighting, Yao Yue also understood Chu Qinghe's strength at this time.

Even if Yao Yue's "Moving Flowers and Receiving Jade" has entered the level of "returning to nature", with the strength of the late Xiantian realm, it is difficult to gain the upper hand.

In other words, although Chu Qinghe at this time was only at the early stage of first-class cultivation, in terms of strength, he was already comparable to the genius-level warriors in the middle stage of the Xiantian realm or even the late stage of the Xiantian stage.

Even Yao Yue had never heard of a warrior in the world who could fight across nearly two realms before.

One can imagine the horror in Yao Yue's heart at this time.

Thinking of the martial arts Chu Qinghe used just now, Yao Yue said, "The moves you used just now are quite powerful. Why haven't I seen you use them before?"

Hearing this, Chu Qinghe, who had already walked to Yao Yue's side, said quietly: "Several moves in the technique can only be used recently."

Listening to what Chu Qinghe said, Yue Yue raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Supporting martial arts?"

The moves that Qinghe used just now were either as light as the wind, or extremely strong, and agile and fast.

Coupled with Chu Qinghe's own sword intent, if he were at the same level, even Yao Yue might not dare to resist.

Originally, Yao Yue thought it was a separate heaven-level martial arts, but she never thought it was part of Chu Qinghe's practice.

From this point alone, Yao Yue could conclude that the level of martial arts practiced by Chu Qinghe was probably not below that of "Ming Yu Gong".

After gently crossing the stoves at the door and entering the room and sitting down, Chu Qinghe sighed: "Isn't it just a storybook, as for actually doing it?"

Hearing this, Yao Yue snorted softly at first, and then suddenly said as if she thought of something: "The manuscript of this book was snatched away by that woman from Dongfang Bubai before, and it will be like this one later, and it will end in tragedy. ?”

Facing Yao Yue's question, Chu Qinghe lightly shrugged his shoulders.

"certainly."

After getting confirmation from Chu Qinghe, Yao Yue raised her face lightly.

"How does it compare to the one you're writing now? Who died?"

Chu Qinghe said frankly: "Both of them are dead."

"Huh? Are they all dead?"

Listening to Chu Qinghe's words, Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao on the side were dumbfounded.

Chu Qinghe spread his hands and said, "It's my first time writing, so I'm a little more casual."

Seeing the matter-of-fact look on Chu Qinghe's face, the three women all grinned.

Storybooks are mostly read by women. Although some of the storybooks on the market are about love and love, each one of them has a happy and harmonious ending.

How could someone like Chu Qinghe write out both the male and female protagonists in his first storybook?

It's absolutely heartbreaking.

Thinking of the contents of the previous storybook and Shen Qingqiu, the fire that had just gone down in Yao Yue's heart suddenly rose up.

There was even an urge to no longer suppress his cultivation and give Chu Qinghe a good beating.

However, at this moment, an idea suddenly flashed in Yao Yue's mind. The anger in her heart quickly receded, and her face became more playful.

"This woman is asking for trouble."

After all, the manuscript of "The Domineering Palace Master's Little Beloved Wife" was taken away by Dongfang Bubai.

You know, if Dongfang Bubai is not unexpected, he should be in the Sun and Moon Sect now, rather than being close to the water like Yao Yue at this time.

He was so angry that at worst he could beat Chu Qinghe, who wrote the storybook, to get rid of it.

Therefore, Yao Yue was also looking forward to what Dongfang Bubai would feel when he saw that the male and female protagonists in the novel were written out by Chu Qinghe.

Happiness is something that sometimes has to be based on the pain of others.

Just like Yao Yue at this moment, thinking of Dongfang Bubai's angry and shocked look, Yao Yue felt inexplicably relieved at this moment.

Qu Feiyan, who was standing beside him, looked at Yao Yue next to him, then at the remaining manuscripts on the bed, and suddenly a bold idea came to his mind.

That is to spread the sadness caused by Chu Qinghe's words at this time to more people.

At the same time, the Sun and Moon God Sect.

main hall.

In this palace, which is surrounded by black as the main tone, although there are nearly a thousand Sun Moon God Sect disciples wearing black and red clothes standing in it, no one dares to speak out, making this hall The surrounding area seemed to be filled with an invisible pressure.

Dozens of elders from the Sun Moon God Sect were also lined up in two rows.

In the open space in front of these elders, there were more than a hundred people kneeling on their knees.

The group of people were also wearing the services of the Sun and Moon God Sect, their cultivation was imprisoned, and their hands were also cuffed behind their backs with iron cuffs.

Behind the elders, on the nine steps, Dongfang Bubai, with his hair tied in a golden crown, was sitting on a chair made of pure gold.

Although the sitting posture is casual and casual, the domineering energy on his body seems to be substantial.

In his hand, he held a stack of paper and looked at it leisurely.

If Yao Yue or Qu Feiyan were here at this time, they would definitely be able to tell at a glance that what Dongfang Bubai is holding is the manuscript of the story written by Chu Qinghe three days ago.

However, as Dongfang Bubai's eyes focused on these manuscripts, Dongfang Bubai, who had looked as usual before, suddenly frowned tightly.

The look of dissatisfaction was almost too obvious.

Sensing Dongfang Bubai's frown, all the disciples of the Sun Moon God Sect in the entire hall remained silent and did not dare to raise their heads to look at Dongfang Bubai on the high platform.

And when Dongfang Bubai's gaze slowly swept over the manuscript, Sang Sanniang, who had returned to the black wood cliff with Dongfang Bubai before, waved his hand, and all the disciples of the Sun Moon God Sect standing around the hundreds of people also waved. He raised the blood-red whip in his hand and swung it at the people kneeling on the ground.

And on top of this long whip, there are actually iron barbs.

Whenever the long whip fell on the people kneeling on the ground, the barb would pick up a piece of flesh and blood and a shrill scream would echo in the hall.

If someone dares not to kneel down again immediately after being whipped, the long whip in the air will fall on him immediately.

In just a few dozen breaths, as the red whips in his hands were swung, there were already numerous blood stains on the ground.

The shrill screams echoed, making all the disciples of the Sun and Moon God Sect in the hall afraid to raise their heads, and all of them felt terrified.

It wasn't until the hundreds of people in front of her were covered with whip marks and their bodies were so painful that they couldn't stop shaking from the pain. Sang Sanniang raised her hand to stop the disciples around who were wielding long whips, and turned her gaze to the leader. On those three elders.

"Say, no matter what I do, why would I suddenly leave?"

On the way back to Heimu Cliff from the Chuqing River, Dongfang Bubai also ordered the people of the Sun Moon God Sect to report Ren Woxing's movements at any time.

The intensity is such that almost every half hour, there will be news from the Sun and Moon God Sect.

And yesterday evening, when Dongfang Bubai had just returned to Blackwood Cliff, Ren Woxing also stepped into Hazy Moon City ten miles away from Blackwood Cliff.

Just when Dongfang Bubai was about to close the net, Ren Woxing did not go up to Heimu Cliff at night, but quietly left Longyue City with Xiang Wentian, his wife and daughter Ren Yingying and others.

Seeing this, Dongfang Bubai issued an order to arrest all the elders and disciples of the Sun Moon Sect who had been found to have connections with Ren Woxing in the past few days.

Facing Sang Sanniang's question, the pale-faced disciples of the Sun Moon God Sect who had been whipped several times could not help but beg for mercy and expressed their ignorance of the sudden departure of Ren Woxing and others.

Only the three elders kneeling at the front remained silent, gritting their teeth and enduring the excruciating pain coming from their bodies.

Seeing this, Sang Sanniang could only focus on the three elders in front of her.

"You have been arrested now, but Ren Woxing left alone. You are obviously regarded as an abandoned son by Ren Woxing. In this case, why do you have to resist?"

After a slight pause, Sang Sanniang looked at the middle-aged man closest to her and said slowly: "Elder Qian, you are also an old man in the church. You have worked hard in the church over the years, whether you have merit or not. If you are willing to If you confess what I have done, the leader will be magnanimous and may be able to spare your life."

Facing what Sang Sanniang said, the elder surnamed Qian lowered his head and said with difficulty: "Master, my grandson Qian is very loyal to the leader and will never dare to betray the leader. I am afraid that some villain will frame this matter. Please ask the leader." Insightful!"

However, as soon as the words came out of her mouth, Sang Sanniang sneered.

"False accusation? The contents of the letters you and Ren Woxing's subordinate Xiang Wentian sent in the past few days are all backed up in our religion."

As she spoke, Sang Sanniang waved.

When the disciples of the Sun Moon God Sect who were holding wooden trays approached, Sang Sanniang picked up a piece of paper on the wooden basin and threw it in front of Qian Zaisun.

Then, Sang Sanniang looked at another elder kneeling next to Qian Zaisun.

A moment later, in front of the three people, there was more evidence that the three people had betrayed the Sun Moon God Sect.

In an instant, the eyes and faces of Qian Zaisun and three other elders of the Sun Moon Sect began to be filled with fear.

Seeing this, Sang Sanniang continued: "If I were one of the few, I might honestly tell all the things now and get merit for the crime, instead of asking for trouble. After all, others don't know about the punishment hall of my god's sect. Elders should know what it’s like.”

Listening to what Sang Sanniang said, Qian Zaisun, who looked like he had been wronged before, trembled and said quickly: "I know my mistake. I am willing to explain. I am willing to explain."

Seeing this, the other two elders on the side also hurriedly spoke out.

A quarter of an hour later, Sang Sanniang turned to Dongfang Bubai and bowed: "Master, Qian Zaisun and others have admitted that they betrayed the leader and took refuge in Ren Woxing, but each of them asked why Ren Woxing suddenly gave up last night. I don’t know anything about Blackwood Cliff.”

However, facing what Sang Sanniang said, Dongfang Bubai did not respond immediately, and still focused on the remaining manuscripts in his hands.

As the number of pages of these manuscripts in his hands became less and less, Dongfang Bubai's expression became increasingly gloomy.

When he got to the back, his face was as gloomy as water.

Seeing that Sang Sanniang was holding back her questioning words, she quickly lowered her head and bent over and clamped her legs.

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