Chapter 139 The demon star comes to the world, is it Xin Zhuo?
Zheng Yue'er has been defeated and surrounded by four masters of the same level. She still attacked first. She has no chance of winning or escaping!
Facing the faint light in the distance, she breathed slightly and looked at the four people. The first thing she saw was that "dog-skin plaster" Yan Shuzong. It turned out to be you. Just when she was about to scold you for being shameless, she saw him again. Three other people who had heard of the name for a long time.
I was confused for a moment! Weren't the three of them poisoned by Xin Zhuo? Why did you run here?
Also, what are they doing together to cause trouble for me? When did I have a grudge against them?
"What are you going to do?"
"Don't ask, let's go!"
The faces of Yan Kuzong and Xue Huaiwei were cold and full of murderous intent.
"Okay!"
Zheng Yue'er's heart moved slightly, she wanted to see what they wanted to do.
The four men escorted her into a small alley, then walked around and out of the city, and finally walked towards a small forest outside the city.
A grove?
After struggling all the way, Zheng Yue'er couldn't figure out the purpose of the four people.
Four men and one woman, even if they are warriors, what good can they do if they enter the woods?
How could they be so thoughtful?
It's okay to criticize the sect.
Has my beauty, Zheng Yue'er, already reached the ears of Xue Huaiwei, Tang Shize and Du Jiunian, three young masters from prominent Jianghu families?
No! Did Yan Kuzong tell them?
While she was thinking, Yan Kuozong and Tang Shize were already looking at her with some interest or fun or excitement.
Sure enough! Guessed it!
Her breathing became heavier and heavier, and she couldn't help but said angrily: "Yan Cuizong, you scum, I knew you were not a good person. But I really didn't expect that the eldest disciple of Shenqian Villa, the young master of Duanyang Tower and the eldest son of the Du family The young master is actually this kind of person, shameless!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? !"
Yan Chuzong looked at her coldly, "Be obedient, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless, the next four people need you!"
Zheng Yue'er breathed harder, thinking anxiously about countermeasures. , Frankly speaking, she didn’t want to die, no one in the world wanted to die, but if she wanted to live, her innocence would be gone.
Alive and innocent...
She finally chose to live, her eyes were covered with mist, and her voice trembled slightly: "I can serve two people at most, too many are not enough! The other two... we will talk about it tomorrow."
Yan Chu Zonghe Tang Shize and the other four had strange eyes: "No! We don't need four people, nor two people, just one person and one dog!"
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Zheng Yueer's eyes widened. Eyes, body shaking violently, and a dog? He couldn't help but became furious and drew out his sword: "I, Zheng Yue'er, would rather die than do something worse than a beast."
"That's not up to you!"
The four of them took the lead, grabbed her sword, and forced her into the woods.
Then, Zheng Yue'er, who was desperate, saw a person and a dog on a wooden shelf in the woods. The person was a handsome young man, and the dog was an ugly native dog about half a year old.
Then Yan Kuozong handed her a brand new rope.
"Crunch..."
"Sliding" faced the moonlight and set off on the road again.
Yan Kuzong and Tang Shize looked at the woman in white next to them who exuded a faint fragrance from time to time, feeling refreshed.
It was difficult for them to explain what they were thinking, but they felt inexplicably excited.
Don’t worry about scarcity but inequality? Or break the jar?
Zheng Yue'er had been pulling the car for a long time in confusion before she finally realized:
That's it? !
I thought...
She glanced at the slightly squinting young man and local dog behind her in confusion, and then looked at the four members of the Yan Chu Sect, still looking at a loss. Four sixth-grade masters were holding a child. With a dog?
"What are you doing here? Who is he?"
"Xin Zhuo!"
Xin Zhuo smiled, he didn't like to ride on a wooden "ski" ", his butt hurts, and he doesn't like a group of people dragging him around to show off, just to avoid being chased. He runs almost every day, and he is even less willing to walk. Xin Zhuo?
Zheng Yue'er understood everything in an instant, and carefully looked at the faces of the four members of the Yan Chu clan. The meaning was self-evident, why didn't you take action? Is this person very powerful?
"If you want to do it yourself, don't drag us along!" Tang Shize saw through her thoughts and laughed awkwardly.
At this moment, Xin Zhuo had already arrived in front of Zheng Yue'er like a ghost, pinched her fair cheek and fed her a pill.
Zheng Yue'er's pupils shrank, and she suddenly understood why the other four did not dare to move. This little thief Xin Zhuo was so frighteningly high in martial arts that she had no room to fight back.
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"How is your adoptive father?"
Songcheng, Gujiapu, in the spacious living room, nine stoves are burning, and the charcoal fire is burning. Even in the cold winter, the room is still warm. Like spring.
Feng Sanniang was wearing a brand new winter dress with a green undershirt. She had a plump but not bloated figure. Her face was fair and she wore light makeup, but she looked a little anxious.
Across the way, an old man with white hair and no anger or authority was holding three copper coins and calculating the six lines of yin and yang.
The old man is the master of Gujiabao, Mr. Gu Qi, a second-level master of the famous town.
Not only is this person very good at martial arts, he is also good at the Six Yao technique, with incredible accuracy.
Feng Sanniang’s father was a family friend of Mr. Gu, so she recognized him as her adoptive father when she was three years old.
This time Feng Sanniang came, of course, for the pursuit of Jianghu. She didn’t care about the one hundred thousand taels of silver, but the three martial arts techniques that were said to be able to break through to the small master level made her heart beat. .
Martial arts in the world are extremely complicated, and there is a huge difference between the strong and the weak. When competing in the same situation, whoever is good at martial arts will naturally have a higher winning rate. The key breakthrough in the martial arts skills of the Little Grandmaster is basically in the hands of masters above the Little Grandmaster. It is difficult for outsiders to obtain it. The three families of Shenqiang Villa have also calculated their capital this time.
Of course she also knew that Xin Zhuo was the "Jiang Facai" who was angry and humiliated at the same time. She had long forgotten her original feelings and she would definitely kill him this time!
"Don't make any noise! My uncle needs to be quiet for divination!"
A woman on the other side who was also wearing aqua winter clothes had a cold expression, as if she was not very interested in anything.
It was Ms. Zhao Li, a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect who had met Xin Zhuo once in Qiugong Pavilion.
Feng Sanniang nodded slightly.
After a while, the old man's face changed slightly and he turned around.
"How is it? Where is Xin Zhuo?"
Feng Sanniang and Zhao Li stepped forward at the same time.
The old man sat down on the Taishi chair beside him, took a sip of tea, and his expression changed again and again: "The stars are setting, the moon is rising, if the sun sets and the yin rises, the Lord is sleepy, which is a sign of great misfortune!"
Feng Sanniang and Zhao Li looked at each other with blank expressions on their faces, and frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"
The old man took a deep breath: "Xin Zhuo kept changing positions, retreating and advancing, twisting and turning. It was very strange. He seemed to know that someone was plotting against him? He couldn't calculate the specific location for the time being.
But there will be a demon star coming to the world in the near future. Within a radius of three to five hundred miles, no martial artist below the Little Grand Master will be spared!"
"What does it mean that no one will be spared?" Zhao Li was still puzzled.
The old man's eyes were wandering: "The master is sleepy, and I don't understand what he means!"
Feng Sanniang said in surprise: "Who could this demon star be? Xin Zhuo?"
"Fort Master!"
At this moment, a guard rushed over: "Xin Zhuo, please see me!"
The expressions of the three of them suddenly changed!
(End of this chapter)