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Chapter 45

Old Friend

Need a debt? The people from Changjianmen were a little confused. They thought it was reinforcements invited by King Lu, but they didn't expect that they would actually have debt. However, it was right to think about it. Guiyun Palace does all kinds of strange businesses, but never seek revenge. According to their statement, if you seek revenge, you will find the Blood Blade Pavilion, and Guiyun Palace will not do murderous transactions.

The person in charge is a swordsman about 30 years old. Looking at the two vicious subordinates behind Chen Ziqi, he bowed and said, "I am Ge Hong, the Xia Changjianmen. Some of our personal grievances are resolved here. If the Lord of the Chang-level is not going to intervene, please avoid it first."

Chen Ziqi had already walked under the eaves and approached Chen Zimo's position. A woman from Suxin Sect suddenly whipped out, trying to block Chen Ziqi's way.

The iron nine-legged whip was swinging on his face. Chen Ziqi leaned over and grabbed the end of the nine-legged whip with his backhand. With one move, Youlong Suiyue wrapped the whip around his arm, and pulled the girl who was only sixteen or seventeen years old over: "This sister, the whip cannot be swung on someone's face. I'm still pointing at this face to get married."

The shimmering peach blossom eyes, with a three-point smile, suddenly pulled them closer, making people breathe for no reason. The girl suddenly turned red and let go and withdrew her whip.

Tu Buxian, who was about to take action, saw that Chen Ziqi had solved the problem himself, took back his foot that had taken half a step back.

Chen Ziqi actually regretted that his intestines were blue. Although his Youlong Suiyue was skillful, his hands were not iron hands. He grabbed the steel whip that was still full of energy, which made the tiger's mouth hurt. He also looked calm and gentle. He was really hard.

Retracting his hand into his sleeve, Chen Ziqi smiled and said, "I'm afraid it's not possible to avoid it. If you kill my guest, who will I ask for money? Why don't you tell me what's going on? I'll give you a review."

"What do you have to do with you? Leave quickly." The leader of Su Xinzong was a woman about Xu Niang's age, wearing a goose yellow dress. The two girls around her were both 28 years old, but they were wearing light pink silk skirts.

Chen Ziqi remembered that when he first met Cheng Jieyu, he was also dressed in yellow. The woman in charge should be a disciple of Suxin Sect and Cheng Jiazhen's senior sister.

"I don't know what to call this aunt?" Chen Ziqi asked politely.

"You..." Zhao Surou was choked and fell down. She was the main disciple of Suxin Sect. She was highly respected wherever she went. Because she was obsessed with martial arts, she had never gotten married. People in the martial arts world called girls and fairies, and never heard anyone call her "aunt".

"My name is Yuquan. This is my master Zhao Surou. He is known as Fairy Wanrou in the martial arts world." The little girl who had attacked Chen Ziqi before said gentle and gentle.

Zhao Surou looked at Chen Ziqi's posture and knew that he was actually here to help Chen Zimo. She gritted her teeth and said to Heidan: "Chen Zimo, if you hand over Su Yao now, I will no longer care about today's affairs. In the future, if you become your first-class prince, Su Yao will be raised by Su Xin Sect."

"Haha," Chen Zimo sneered, "Why?"

In name, Cheng Jiazhen was also Chen Zimo's mother. When the late emperor passed away, he should have been brought to the fiefdom to support him. Su Xinzong had no right to interfere at all.

"You are so heartless!" Zhao Surou said, and then she wanted to go up and beat him again.

"Senior Sister..." Cheng Jiazhen lay weakly on the mat in the temple, trying to climb to the threshold.

"I saw it. You want to steal the concubine!" Chen Ziqi said in surprise, looking up at the humans of Changjianmen, "You are here to steal the concubine?"

The robbery of the concubine was not a good crime. The man from Changjianmen quickly shook his head. Ge Hong's original purpose was to delay time, so he talked about the whole story.

Three days ago, Zhao Surou and her group killed two people in the Changjian Sect in a disagreement. When Ge Hong rushed over, the people from Suxin Sect had already left, so they followed them all the way. Knowing that they were going to Lucheng, they intercepted them at the fork in the road. It was said that Hei Dan was unlucky, because he was carrying two female relatives in the car, Ge Hong mistakenly thought they were from Suxin Sect, so he stopped him.

Afterwards, Chen Zimo slashed three people from the Longjian Sect. He was fighting hard, and the people from Suxin Sect came.

"Our Changjian Sect is just a small sect. We can't deal with the fairy girl of Suxin Sect, so we can only ask them to go to Lushan Sect with me..." Ge Hong said resentfully that they could not beat Zhao Surou and were unwilling to let her escape like this, otherwise how could the Changjian Sect be around Jianyang in the future?

After several stalemates, they could only block people from the Lushan Sect in this land temple. As for why Chen Zimo couldn't leave, it was because Cheng Jiazhen in the carriage woke up, saw Zhao Surou, and desperately called for help at her.

Chen Ziqi listened to Ge Hong's words while observing everyone's positions.

The position occupied by Zhao Surou made an instant move and could rush into the room. The Nine-section Whip would definitely hurt the little fairy, so the black egg could not leave at all, and must be kept firmly.

If people from Lushan Sword Sect come, it will probably be even more troublesome. Chen Zimo also injured the people from Changjian Sect and could not get rid of them for a while. Thinking of this, Chen Ziqi suddenly laughed loudly: "Brother Ge is really a person who values ​​love and righteousness. It is natural to kill people, so what is there to say? Relying on his own sect, you can kill people at will and steal other people's mother at will? Today I can't stand it anymore. Brother Ge, Chang, come to help you."

After saying that, he made a gesture to Tu Buxian. Tu Buxian suddenly made a move, and a pair of sharp hooks popped up between his sleeves. The hook was the size of a palm, and the tip of the blade was shining with a cold light, and directly attacked Zhao Surou's neck. Wu Bujian quickly threw the two long swords that his companion had just snatched back, shouting: "Check the sword!"

Zhao Surou was not prepared and almost hooked on her neck, and immediately intercepted her.

Seeing that the situation suddenly turned around, Ge Hong was not stunned yet, the two junior brothers around him caught the sword falling from the sky and subconsciously started fighting. The two little girls in pink immediately fought with the people from the Changjian Sect.

Chen Ziqi quickly flashed into the door, pulled Chang'e and Amu out, and handed the lighter Chang'e to Wu Bujian: "Go away quickly."

Wu Bujian grabbed Chang E, took Fuyao Gong, and rushed out in an instant. Chen Ziqi pulled Amu down and ran out. Amu knew that the situation was critical, so he didn't make any noise and followed his brother all the way. Heidan grabbed Cheng Jiazhen and retreated immediately after Chen Ziqi.

"Where can you go!" Zhao Surou stared at Chen Zimo with her eyes splitting, and used her whip to wrap up the person in the Long Sword Sect. She threw it towards Tu Buxian, and then turned up to rob Cheng Jiazhen.

Chen Zimo raised his hand and used his internal strength to face her.

With a "bang!", the mud and water around him exploded by strong internal force.

"Puff--" Chen Zimo spitted out a mouthful of blood. Although the "Kaitian Ji" he learned was also a top-notch martial art, and he could withstand the three Suxin Sects with a giant axe, he would definitely not be able to fight Zhao Surou, who had practiced for more than 30 years after practicing internal strength.

At this critical moment, Tu Buxian rushed over, kicked Zhao Surou away, grabbed Chen Zimo and Cheng Jiazhen and flew out of the wall.

Obviously, Tu Buxian is much more powerful than Wu Bujian, and he can even fly when he grasps someone heavier than himself.

Now, Chen Ziqi and Amu ran the slowest. Zhao Surou was fierce

The ground slammed the ground and the iron whip rolled straight towards Amu.

"Zheng--" With a buzzing sound, countless sword lights fell from the sky, instantly blasting Zhao Surou's whip. She was wearing an indigo arrow sleeve suit and holding a three-foot cold light sword in her hand, standing steadily in front of Chen Ziqi and Amu.

"Li Yuhan!" Zhao Surou saw the person clearly, subconsciously took a step back, and then gritted her teeth and said, "This is the matter within my Suxin Sect. After I deal with it, I will tell you about the grudges of the Changjian Sect!"

"Swish!" The blue-clothed swordsman slowly pulled a sword flower, his movements were extremely elegant. It was the starting point of the three-fold sword in Lushan. His sword tip pointed to the ground, without any intention of giving in. "Li, in his life, hates the person who attacks his children the most!"

Amu looked at the man's back and felt familiar. Chen Ziqi didn't have the time to take advantage of the stalemate of the two, and pulled Amu away.
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