Chapter 106: An elegy for the mourner

In the 80th year of the Xingluo calendar, the first day of the Lunar New Year, this should have been a good day for the whole country to celebrate. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Open the door, worship the gods, and celebrate the New Year, this is the custom of the Great Liang Empire for the New Year, the adults have worked hard for a whole year, whether it is a dignitary, or a peddler and pawn, they will put down the mundane affairs in their hands on this day, accompany the family to enjoy a rare leisure, and the children of ordinary families are even happier, after all, there is such an opportunity to get the New Year's money and wear new clothes once a year.

At this time in the past, Ling Jian Sect would also send disciples to distribute New Year's silver in major towns in Qingzhou, even if the amount was not large, it could be pleasing to the head.

But this year seems to be a little different.

Not to mention the distribution of New Year's silver, there is no half of the disciples of the Ling Jian Sect in the entire Qingzhou boundary, I heard that now the entire Ling Jian Sect is under martial law, it is a huge and small Qi Mountain, and it is not allowed to enter or leave, and I don't know what major events have happened.

The attack on Luo Chuan on Chinese New Year's Eve was not even known to ordinary disciples of the Ling Jian Sect, let alone people outside the sect.

But there is one exception.

Hall of Stars.

Just half an hour ago, according to the people of the Liangcheng Star Palace, the Lord of the Hall did not know where to receive a letter, and after reading it, he smashed his favorite pineapple wooden table with one palm, and then led a group of Star Hall powerhouses to leave murderously.

Wherever he went, it was Ling Jian Sect!

The change in the Star Hall undoubtedly added a bit of murderous aura to the beginning of the new year, and made the New Year's flavor of the entire Liangcheng a lot lighter.

At the same time, on the west peak of the Ling Sword Sect, Luo Chuan was leading people to the gate of the torture hall.

"What kind of person! dare to trespass into the torture hall, are you tired of living?"

Several disciples of the torture hall saw that the comer was not good, and immediately shouted fiercely outside and inside.

These torture hall disciples are used to being arrogant on weekdays, and in the entire Ling Sword Sect, they have always been the only ones who have been unscrupulous, where have they ever suffered the evil spirit of being approached by others to settle accounts?

In this regard, Luo Chuan didn't explain, but just smiled faintly: "Smash this door open for me." ”

When everyone heard this, they were all shocked, these people were not disciples of the Baicao Hall, but Luo Chuan was transferred from each peak and hall, some were from the East Peak, the Divine Weapon Hall, and some were from the Yanwu Hall and the West Peak, but without exception, all of them had the cultivation of the seventh level or more of the Descending Star.

In other words, these people were all inner disciples of the Ling Sword Sect!

In addition, Feng Xiao and Mo Youxue, as Luo Chuan's two most trusted personal disciples, also stayed by his side inch by the inch, guarding the surroundings with solemn eyes.

But even so, if everyone wants to smash the door of the torture hall, no one really dares to do it.

Just kidding, this is a torture hall!

If he offends the torture hall today, he Luo Chuan has a sword order in his hand, and he can go away afterwards, what should they do with these inner hall disciples?

So for a while, no one dared to move.

Luo Chuan didn't know what these people were thinking in their hearts, so he immediately chuckled and said: "Why, if you are afraid of the torture hall, aren't you afraid of Luo? Today, Luo has a sword order in hand, and Elder Taishang has given me privileges, but anyone who does not accept Luo's deployment will be expelled from the sect at the least, and I can kill them on the spot, does anyone want to try?"

As soon as these words came out, all the inner hall disciples suddenly remembered that this Senior Brother Luo was a really murderous and moody demon!

If you offend him, I'm afraid the consequences will be more serious than offending the torture hall!

Didn't you see the tragic situation of the yellow fat man in the winter snow?

Didn't you see that even Elder Xiong's beloved disciple Han Fu was killed by Luo Chuan with a sword?

Facts have proven time and time again that this Senior Brother Luo is a veritable villain who will be retribution!

Thinking of this, everyone dared to hesitate, and they all picked up the long sword on their waists, stimulated the bright star power in their bodies, and bombarded towards the gate of the torture hall together.

"Bang!"

Countless snow sinks scattered in all directions, and the few torture hall disciples guarding the door were all overturned to the ground, and looking back, the door of their house was gone, leaving only an ugly and terrifying hole.

"You...... You guys...... You ......"

Luo Chuan didn't bother to pay attention to these little trash fish at all, and walked directly into the door first, and then saw an old acquaintance.

"Luo Chuan! You are so bold! Do you know what kind of place this is!"

Dou Jingxing looked at the smashed gate, he was so angry that his whole body trembled, and the dozen or so torture hall disciples around him all widened their eyes, as if they couldn't believe what they were seeing.

Luo Chuan smiled and held the sword command high in front of him, and said unhurriedly: "Senior Brother Dou, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

Dou Jingxing looked at the token in Luo Chuan's hand and the extremely eye-catching word "sword" on it, and felt cold all over his body for a while, but he didn't bow his head, but clenched the long sword in his hand.

"Even if you have a sword order in your hand, you don't have the right to be presumptuous in my torture hall!

As he spoke, Dou Jingxing's back straightened a little straighter, and he said in a deep voice: "I don't know what you came to check today, but at this time, the torture hall is dealing with internal affairs, and I can't entertain you, please leave here, otherwise you will ......"

Luo Chuan quietly lifted a mocking smile from the corner of his mouth: "Otherwise?"

As the words fell, the long sword in Luo Chuan's hand came out of its sheath without warning, and the loud sword chant resounded between heaven and earth, as if composing the most beautiful music in the world.

Fifty times the star power rose violently.

The White Flame Burning Body Technique is fully operational.

The stone bead that had been worn on Luo Chuan's wrist also trembled slightly.

If you don't make a move, it's enough, as soon as you make a move, Luo Chuan will go all out!

The black light on the sword's body seemed to be a sudden night, gently shrouded in the torture hall, and also shrouded Dou Jingxing's body, making his whole person seem to be petrified, and he couldn't move at all.

"Huh!"

The strong smell of blood spread rapidly in the field, and the world in front of people's eyes suddenly darkened for a moment, and when the light was restored, Dou Jingxing had been beheaded by Luo Chuan with a sword.

The core disciple of the torture hall, Dou Jingxing of the Triple Realm of Washing Stars, didn't even have a chance to turn on the projection of the life star, so he died.

Died in front of everyone's eyes.

There are no dead bodies.

The atmosphere in the field became extremely solemn.

Luo Chuan actually killed someone in the torture hall.

And it was a core disciple who was killed.

Which of these two pieces of news is more shocking?

No one can answer.

At this time, the inner disciples who followed Luo Chuan all the way here were all dumbfounded, and it was not until this time that they were completely sure that the killing that Luo Chuan said before was really not a simple threat.

But he really dared to do it!

And have the ability to do it!

That's the Star Washing Realm! That's the core disciple! Luo Chuan didn't even blink an eyelid when he killed Dou Jingxing, he was really ruthless!

The shock of this scene to everyone was too great.

So much so that for a while, everyone was glad that they had not disobeyed Senior Brother Luo's wishes before.

Otherwise, they would probably be the ones who died......

Luo Chuan even dared to kill the core disciples, let alone these inner disciples?

And the same scene that fell in the eyes of those torture hall disciples was incomparably frightened and frightened, as well as an incomparable humiliation.

Since the founding of the Ling Sword Sect, when has the torture hall been subjected to this kind of qi?

Not only was the door of his house smashed, but even the core disciples were killed with a sword!

It's a shame!

However, in the face of Luo Chuan's terrifying act of killing people without saying a word, no disciple of the torture hall dared to come forward to accuse, and he didn't even dare to say a mouthful, but took a few steps back unconsciously.

At this time, Luo Chuan suddenly turned around, looked at Mo Youxue behind him, and smiled.

"Senior sister, I just gave this sword a good name. ”

Mo Youxue frowned slightly, but still responded: "Oh?"

Luo Chuan smiled: "Let's call it an elegy, what does Senior Sister think?"

When the words fell, everyone's gaze at Luo Chuan added three points of fear.

He had just killed someone, and it was the core disciple of the torture hall who had just been killed, but Luo Chuan was not only not touched at all, nor did he have the slightest scruples, but he was still naming his sword?

The name Elegy, in particular, has an extremely ominous flavor to it, no matter how you hear it......

After all, it is a hymn sung at the funeral of the deceased.

It's a pity that Luo Chuan didn't wait for Mo Youxue's opinion, but another voice sounded first.

"Elegy, is Senior Brother Luo planning to use this sword to give my torture hall a funeral?"

Hearing this, Luo Chuan turned his head with some curiosity and looked at the middle-aged man who slowly walked into the field from a distance.

The other party was dressed very plainly, dressed in a smock robe, with straw sandals on his feet, some kind of unhealthy flush reflected on his face, and a very unpleasant smell on his body, which was the smell of a dead man.

Seeing this person coming, all the torture hall disciples in the arena bowed down one after another: "Senior Brother Hall!"

The middle-aged man didn't respond, because since he appeared, all his attention had been on Luo Chuan's body, and he hadn't moved away for a moment.

Luo Chuan smiled lightly: "It turned out to be Wentangza." ”

Wen Shushui, this is a slightly poetic name, but he was born in a dark place like the torture hall, so he can't see any poetry in him, only a kind of dying death.

The appearance of Wen Shushui immediately made the torture hall disciples in the field find the main backbone and surrounded him one after another.

However, to their disappointment, Wen Shushui didn't even glance at Dou Jingxing's corpse.

He walked slowly in front of Luo Chuan, and then saw the jade plate in the other party's hand as if he was aware of it, and then bowed his head respectfully: "It turned out that the sword made the lord current, and he missed the distance, and he hoped to forgive his sins." ”

Luo Chuan suddenly smiled: "It seems that you know what I'm here for." ”

Wen Shushui raised his head, showed his white teeth, and said with a smile: "I know a little bit about it." ”

Luo Chuan didn't continue to beat around the bush, and asked directly, "So, what about people?"

However, Wen Shuishui did not answer Luo Chuan's question, but suddenly changed his words: "The sword envoy may not know that Senior Brother Dou and I have a very good personal relationship......

Luo Chuan didn't even raise his eyelids: "Really? So...... What about people?"

The smile on Wen Shuishui's face became even brighter.

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ps: Thank you for the 8 yuan red envelope reward of 'Heroes in Troubled Times', and Mu Bai really likes the sword name of Elegy......