Outside the Xiao family courtyard, there were overcrowded people.
Chen Qingtian, who was known to be aloof in the backyard, was a little excited.
He raised his hand and grabbed Zhang Xiangbei's arm. Because of his unstable mood, he used too much force and it hurt Zhang Xiangbei a little.
"You want to stop me?"
Zhang Xiangbei stared at Chen Qingtian coldly, with an angry look on his face.
"Which of your eyes saw me stopping you?" Chen Qingtian frowned. "I just advise you to calm down and don't get carried away like this."
"What's wrong with me?" Zhang Xiangbei said calmly as he opened Chen Qingtian's wrinkled old hands.
"I can see murderous intent in your eyes, and you still can't tell me?"
Chen Qingtian said in a deep voice: "Your father killed people from the third courtyard in the Xiao Family Courtyard. What happened to the process of guarding the Dragon Gate? You are blatantly bullying others. How will you be judged by the outside world?"
Zhang Xiangbei's eyes darkened and he frowned: "Is it so serious?"
"That's not all. I heard that even one of the people protecting the Dragon Gate died." Chen Qingtian took a deep breath of cold air.
This kid finally has some perspective on the overall situation.
He didn't discriminate between right and wrong just to support his father.
"What I did was indeed excessive, a bit indifferent." Zhang Xiangbei squinted and lit a cigarette, and calmed down for a moment. Just as Chen Qingtian was about to add fuel to the fire, Zhang Xiangbei said coldly. "like me."
Chen Qingtian was sweating profusely and stared at Zhang Xiangbei: "Are you quite proud?"
"Be happy."
Zhang Xiangbei glanced at Chen Qingtian, opened his thin lips slightly and said: "It's almost time, get out of the way."
"What happened if I didn't let you go?!" Chen Qingtian gave up. "You still dare to touch me?"
Zhang Xiangbei's eyes were cold and he approached Chen Qingtian: "Then you want to touch me?"
When Chen Qingtian heard this, he said emotionally: "You are spitting blood!"
Zhang Xiangbei held down Chen Qingtian's shoulders and applied a little force. The pain caused Chen Qingtian to grin: "Old Chen, I don't know much about what happened back then, and I don't want to know about it, for fear of being disgusted."
"But Lao Zhang dared to take action in the Xiao family compound. I think he must have a reason why he had to take action."
Dean Chen said emotionally: "No matter how good the reason is, you can't kill people in the backyard! Others don't understand, but you still don't know how serious this nature is?"
"Is it serious?" Zhang Xiangbei asked in a deep voice. "In my life, I have been bloodthirsty, killing people like hemp, and killed tens of thousands of souls under the sword..."
"You are different! You kill people because you are patriotic!"
Dean Chen explained to Zhang Xiangbei at the top of his lungs.
"Is he not patriotic?" Zhang Xiangbei asked.
Dean Chen opened his mouth and said awkwardly: "I also love..."
"The lovely country also has many ways of expression. Why do you make it so extreme?"
Dean Chen suddenly became the peacemaker.
The majesty and coldness that had just come out of the third courtyard disappeared.
He even secretly glanced at Master Six and Master Eight, asking them to come forward to persuade him.
But the two old foxes were acting pretentious, as if they were eight thousand degrees short-sighted, and did not make eye contact with Dean Chen at all.
As a last resort, Dean Chen had no choice but to express his position in a low voice: "Xiao Zhang, with Queen Ma here, your father will definitely be fine. She was at the Dragon Guard back then, so she was very respectable."
"Don't think it's a big deal, he's missing a hair."
Zhang Xiangbei stared at Dean Chen coldly and declared on the spot: "Don't talk about protecting the dragon, you can't even protect yourself."
…
The products produced by Hulongmen are all strong.
Queen Ma has a say.
She had introduced it to Brother Dazhi in detail before.
However, the two parties are not in the same system and have little contact with each other. It can only be said that they have been close friends for a long time, but they have never met offline.
Today, the couple is going crazy.
There are more than ten strong men from the Dragon Guard, and together with their senior brothers, their combat prowess can be said to be unparalleled.
However, the couple cooperated tacitly and stabilized the situation in this fierce and fierce battle.
Empress Ma transformed into a god of death, and Brother Dazhi descended from heaven. The two fought side by side, but they didn't lose at all.
On the other hand, half of the Guard Dragon Gate fell.
The other half were full of murderous intent, and even the senior brother standing aside was ready to make a move, with ferocious eyes.
Queen Ma's hands were shaking a little. She didn't know whether it was because she was exhausted or because she was distracted from killing her fellow disciples.
"It is a heinous crime to harm your fellow disciples..." Queen Ma took a deep breath, pressed her trembling right hand holding the sword with her left hand, and frowned. "Is this what heartache feels like?"
"Stop pretending, this is a spasm caused by exhaustion."
Brother Dazhi pulled Queen Ma behind him, holding the Beimang Sword in his hand: "Leave the rest to me."
"How embarrassing is that?" Queen Ma said implicitly.
"Just one death!"
Brother Dazhi raised the blade, his thin lips slightly opened, and his brows were full of anger.
Looking at the high-spirited Brother Dazhi.
The senior brother raised his eyes slightly and walked towards Brother Dazhi.
"Let me do it."
With a wave of his arm, several fellow disciples stepped aside.
Those lying down were either dead or dying.
This ad hoc general of the military has indeed terrifying combat prowess.
Since the senior brother is so skilled, there is no reason for them to steal the limelight.
What's more, they really missed their friendship and couldn't bear to attack the senior sister...
Buzz!
Brother Dazhi flicked his wrist, and the blade erupted with a beating sound.
He was not angry but proud, with a majestic and high-spirited expression: "Suffer death!"
boom!
The door to the Xiao family compound was suddenly kicked open.
A majestic body walked in.
Brother Dazhi took a closer look and suddenly made a puff sound, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.
His face was pale and his body was shaky.
"Is this what excitement feels like? My heart is surging, my blood is boiling..."
Queen Ma was even more unbearable. She sat down on the ground, her calves cramped.
