"Not good!" In Mr. Kong's heart, a very bad feeling suddenly rose.

Although, Mr. Kong does not know martial arts.

But he is proficient and observant!

Mr. Kong immediately felt that the expressions of these two strong men guarding the mountain gate were too calm.

"We have so many masters, and there are only two people on the other side, even if they have very high martial arts, they should be afraid of us. ”

Mr. Kong was secretly frightened: "Thirty-six plans, go is the best policy!"

Everything in Ling Xiao Pavilion is too weird.

Kong is always a businessman, and if the risk is too great, he will not take any chances.

Ling Xiao Pavilion is the property left by Mr. Kong's father-in-law and Ling Xu's son.

But here, not only is it not dilapidated, but it is splendid, and there are many palaces.

But the disciples of Ling Xiao Pavilion don't know Ling Xuzi?

All this is so strange!

I can't help it, Mr. Kong, don't doubt it!

……

While pondering, Mr. Kong stepped back and hid behind a big rock.

Sure enough!

Facing the warriors who rushed over, the big man on the left laughed: "Look for death!"

The big man on the right shouted: "Sleepy!"

Bang!

The voice fell, and more than a hundred warriors suddenly felt their eyes glaze out.

"This ...... What's going on?"

"Aren't we in front of the mountain gate of Lingxiao Pavilion?

"Dynasty, Liu Laosan, what are you doing with me?"

In an instant, the heroes were in chaos, attacking each other.

"How can this be?" Mr. Kong, gasping for air.

It's horrible!

It's really, horrible!

Mr. Kong didn't expect that in the end, things would develop like this.

"As soon as that person said 'sleepy', he was trapped, all the warriors?"

Hiss!

Mr. Kong gasped: "This ...... What the hell is this?"

While speaking, Mr. Kong suddenly felt that the back of his head suddenly felt cold.

A bright big knife was placed on Mr. Kong's neck.

"Don't kill me. Mr. Kong was suddenly scared.

No way!

The big man, who was still at the mountain gate just now, how could he get behind him in the blink of an eye?

Mr. Kong, I can't understand it!

"It's ridiculous that a bunch of garbage dares to come to my Lingxiao Pavilion to make trouble!"

"Do you really think that if there are too many people, you can break in, my mountain gate of Lingxiao Pavilion is ridiculous!"

The big man on the right laughed loudly: "I'll tell you the truth, my Lingxiao Pavilion is an ancient Dao Gate, and there are feng shui formations left over from ancient times!"

The voice fell, but I saw a group of Taoist priests coming from the mountain gate, hulala.

"Who is it that dares to come to my Lingxiao Pavilion to make trouble?" Among them, an old Taoist priest scolded him.

"Daoist Qiu, this group of people took Ling Xuzi's will, saying that they were coming to inherit the foundation of my Ling Xiao Pavilion. ”

The big man on the left sneered: "Isn't this ridiculous? The old man is living well, where did he get the will?"

What the!

Airplanes!

When the voice fell, Mr. Kong suddenly changed color.

"Arrest it!" the old Taoist priest shouted.

Whoa!

When the voice fell, all the Taoist priests tied all the heroes of the rivers and lakes with hemp rope like a tide.

"Master, there's another one there!" Pointing to the big stone on the side, the young Taoist priest behind the old Taoist priest suddenly said.

Following the prestige, everyone found that there was a big stone with "Lingxiao Pavilion" written on it.

A teenager in a security uniform was snoring and sleeping, and he slept sweetly.

"Looks like it's just a very ordinary mortal. ”

The big man on the left said speechlessly: "Daoist Qiu, the rules of our cultivation world don't seem to be able to do anything to mortals. ”

The voice fell, and Dao Chang Qiu nodded: "Having said that, these few days have been an eventful time for my Lingxiao Pavilion, we can't be careless, we can only temporarily wronged this little brother." ”

After speaking, Qiu Daochang waved his hand: "Come on, find a stretcher, and carry this little brother to the mountain first." ”

"When we're done with things, in a few days, give him some money and send him down the mountain. ”

Boom!

As soon as these words came out, Mr. Kong was dumbfounded.

All the warriors looked at each other in shock.

"I, Cao, why can Wang Chulan sleep on a stretcher, but we are tied up with hemp rope?"

"If I knew this, I also wore a security uniform!"

"Bastard!"

In the midst of envy, jealousy, and hatred of the warriors.

Wang Chulan was carefully carried on a stretcher by two big men.

Purr!

In the wind, Wang Chulan's snoring became louder and louder.

"Let's go!"

"Look at what to see, look at it again, the eyes will gouge out for you!"

Syllable!

The old man of the Western Regions and the big-eared Liu were looking at Wang Chulan viciously, and the whips of the two big men were instantly drawn.

Old man in the Western Regions: "I ......"

"What's the matter?" "Big-eared Liu, very angry.

Big-eared Liu, I can see that these Taoist priests in Lingxiao Pavilion are just very fierce to martial artists.

But if it is, an ordinary person like Wang Chulan, a Taoist priest of Lingxiao Pavilion, is still very polite.

"If you know, I should pretend to be weak. "Big-eared Liu, I thought of it aggrievedly.

……

Soon, a large number of warriors were escorted to the square on the top of the mountain.

Now!

In the square, there was a surge of people.

Mr. Kong raised his eyes and found that there were Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes everywhere.

In the center of the square, a huge bonfire was boiling.

In the center of the campfire was a pile of wood that had not yet been set alight.

In the center of the wood, there is also a futon.

On the futon, an old man with a fairy wind and a childish face was sitting cross-legged, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

"Father-in-law!" Mr. Kong was stunned.

"Bastard, my father has never been a righteous son, you don't want to talk nonsense. An angry roar came from behind.

The voice fell, and a handsome Taoist priest, accompanied by Daoist Qiu, walked over with a tiger step.

"This is my Lingxiao Pavilion, the contemporary young master - Liang Dong. ”

Pointing to the handsome Daoist, Daoist Qiu, he said proudly: "And the poor Dao is Ling Xuozi's junior brother." ”

As soon as these words came out, Mr. Kong was stunned: "But the two of you are not mentioned in my father-in-law's will." ”

Darn!

The handsome Taoist priest shouted angrily: "My father was poisoned to death a few days ago. ”

"This news has not been disclosed to the public, even if it is an ordinary disciple of this sect, he is not qualified to know. ”

"But you, an outsider, can know about this, and you came to inherit Zhangmen. ”

"It seems that you are the murderer of my father!"

What?

I specially, risking my life and spending so much effort, to come here and get rich.

But in the end, I actually became the murderer who killed Ling Xuozi?

As soon as he heard this, Mr. Kong was stunned.

"Come, bring this guy and those accomplices, all to the bonfire, to sacrifice the spirit of the old man in heaven. "Chief Qiu Dao, let out a loud shout.

The voice fell, and a group of Taoist priests came over and pushed Mr. Kong and the warriors all the way to the bonfire.

"How so?"

"I ...... Don't want to die!"

Wow......

In an instant, all the warriors were in a panic, and a few timid ones were directly frightened and cried.

"I've found so many masters, but they're all useless, and at the critical moment, none of them work!"

His mouth trembled, and Mr. Kong looked desperate:

"God, I, Kong Fang, what did I do wrong, and you want to punish me like this?"

At this moment, heaven and earth, there is no escape!

Mr. Kong and all the warriors know very well that this is the Sanzhi area.

Once they are burned to death, it will be a vain death, and not only will no one take revenge, but no one will know about it.

However!

At this critical moment, a lazy voice suddenly resounded throughout the audience: "Wait!"

Following the reputation, everyone found that the little security guard on the stretcher had woken up.

"Little brother, it's none of your business, this is the rule of my Xuanmen, and it has nothing to do with you ordinary people. ”

Daoist Qiu said politely: "Our cultivation world and the mortal world have not interfered with each other since ancient times. ”

"So, we won't embarrass you, but please don't interfere in our affairs either. ”

The voice fell, Wang Chulan, and shouted:

"Bastards, in broad daylight, you want to kill people and kill people?"

"You are still cultivators, you are still decent, what is the difference between this and the evil way?"

Wang Chulan's words and righteous words can be described as atmospheric, and all the Taoist priests who listened were moved.

"Master, this ......" the young Taoist priest suddenly smiled bitterly.

"Daoist Qiu, even if you want to kill us, you have to let us die one of them!"

"That's right, our skills are not as good as others, we admit it, but we don't want to be fools!"

In an instant, Mr. Kong and all the warriors were all excited and roared.

"Okay, then let you understand the poor way, and you will die today!"

After hesitating for a moment, Daoist Qiu nodded and said the answer...... ()

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