Xiao Chen shook his head lightly while knocking on the melon seeds, looking at those Jianghu men.

The people in the rivers and lakes fight against the monks, that is, looking for death, really looking for death.

At this time, the tassel Mingyue came out of Xiao Chen's hair and stretched out her little hand again.

Xiao Chen slammed the door and put a golden melon seed in her hand.

Tassel Mingyue looked at the lonely golden melon seeds in her hand, her mouth grinned, and she almost didn't cry with tears in her eyes.

Xiao Chen angrily poked the forehead of the tassel Mingyue with his little thumb: "This thing is a big supplement, you can't eat too much, you want to become a female man full of muscles?"

Tassel Mingyue looked at Xiao Chen suspiciously, puffed out her cheeks and said, "You are just stingy." ”

Xiao Chen was amused and made a bodybuilder pose.

"Alas, don't blame me for not reminding you, if you eat a muscle monster, don't cry!"

Xiao Chen spread out his hands generously, looking like he could eat at your disposal.

Tassel Mingyue wiped her saliva while looking at Xiao Chen, who wanted to eat but didn't dare, and made Xiao Chen laugh.

Others have a lot of bitterness and hatred, and Xiao Chen laughs here, which is really a bit dazzling.

The old man's family looked at Xiao Chen, and suddenly felt that this child was really a little annoying.

I was really blind when I saw him delicate and agile before, giving him food and drink.

Xiao Chen glanced at them with a smile, peeled off a melon seed with his hand, and flicked it into the old man's mouth.

The old man, who had been unconscious, suddenly coughed loudly a few times and woke up.

Now even a fool knows that Xiao Chen is not an ordinary person.

The family's eyes immediately changed when they looked at Xiao Chen.

In this troubled world, if there is an immortal to take care of it, it will be so lucky.

Xiao Chen stretched out the pity wrapped in a white cloth and pushed the old man's family aside.

"Don't stand in the way of Lao Tzu watching the play. ”

guessed that Xiao Chen might be a cultivator, and the family not only did not have the slightest discomfort with Xiao Chen's rude behavior, but even had glory.

At this time, the gloomy middle-aged man on the city wall looked at the people below and shook his head gently.

"Cheng Ming, take your brothers back, you can't do anything here, just add some more corpses. ”

Xiao Chen felt that this product was a bit interesting.

Attacking himself with demonic energy before, it seems that he also deliberately missed.

Now he earnestly persuades these Jianghu people to go back, where is this goods?

The middle-aged man's words were finally answered.

A hoarse, but sonorous voice rushed straight up.

"Lao Tzu is here to die. ”

The sky is dead gray, the earth is dead gray, and the gates of the magnificent Black City of the Burning Moon have been closed.

Only the cold wind and drizzle are constantly washing the broken earth.

They didn't say they were here for revenge, they said they were here to die.

Those who come to kill are not terrible, but those who come to die are terrible, because this kind of person can usually be worth ten.

Xiao Chen's hand carving melon seeds suddenly stopped.

Xiao Chen put the melon seeds into the mouth of the monster wandering around him, and inserted the pity into the earth.

Xiao Chen's right hand was pressed on the handle of the knife, his left hand was pressed on his right hand, his legs were slightly apart, and his eyes were looking straight ahead.

I haven't heard such words for many years!!

At this time, the person who took the lead suddenly felt out a bloody strip of cloth.

The original color of the strip of cloth was no longer distinguishable, because it was soaked in blood.

The dark red blood, like this gray sky, did not have a trace of life.

He tied the bloody strip of cloth to his arm.

As he moved, the men behind him all did the same thing.

The blood-colored strips of cloth were unusually dazzling in this dim weather.

The middle-aged man standing at the head of the city had his eyes twitching unnaturally.

He recognized these strips of cloth, and he remembered that this was the clothes worn by their hall master, Zhao Hu, on the day he died in battle.

The Jianghu man who took the lead, after doing all this, looked back at his brothers who got along day and night.

Suddenly he grinned, and his chapped lips were bleeding and staining his white teeth red.

"Our White Tiger Hall is gone today. ”

No one answered him, and everyone silently pulled out the ghost-headed broadsword behind their backs.

He waved the large iron spear in his hand and pointed at the closed gate.

"Today, I, the boy of the White Tiger Hall, will die under this city gate. ”

"Charge with me. ”

"Boom!"

The earth trembled violently, and the cavalry contingent, which only had a thousand people, emitted a terrible momentum.

The cavalry brought a strong wind and blew past Xiao Chen.

"Two masters. The old man who woke up, looking at this scene, plopped and knelt on the ground, tears raging.

A piece of parchment, floating from the sky, happened to fall on Xiao Chen's hand.

Xiao Chen looked at the parchment and laughed softly.

"Brother Emperor, why are they going to die?"

In the little head of Tassel Mingyue, I couldn't understand why these ordinary people had trouble with cultivators.

Xiao Chen lightly nodded the tassel Mingyue's little head, looking at the closed city gate, "Because they are men!"

"Boom!"

The war horse, along with the people, slammed into the closed city gate.

The mournful roar of the war horse resounded throughout the sky.

The most tragic scene was staged under this closed door.

They kept dying, and they kept pouring up.

Xiao Chen carefully folded the parchment and put it in his arms.

The old man looked at this tragic scene, his lips turned blue, and the muscles on his face kept trembling.

These people who keep dying were taking care of him, an old man, as if he were a relative a few days ago.

The old man suddenly went crazy and rushed out, he picked up a ghost-headed knife from the ground, and slammed into the city gate with a roar.

Xiao Chen laughed softly, "Sometimes, people are actually not so afraid of death. ”

Xiao Chen waved his hand, and the old man returned to his place.

The old man looked at Xiao Chen with a smile on his face, and suddenly understood something.

That ethereal temperament, that little girl who can fly...... yes! He should have guessed a long time ago.

"Plop. ”

The old man knelt down heavily, "Immortals, save them, save them!"

"I have accepted your three bows. ”

Xiao Chen smiled brightly, pulled out the pity that was inserted in the ground, and slowly walked towards the city gate.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

One step at a time.

The earth shook violently under the terrifying force.

The cavalrymen who were still charging seemed to realize something, and they all consciously moved out of the way.

Xiao Chen looked at the people standing on both sides and smiled like a nervous disorder.

"I like you guys. ”

"Shall I take you in?" Xiao Chen's body leaned forward slightly, and a huge amount of strength gathered up.

(End of chapter)