Chapter 193: South American Mythology
"King Chu Yan ......," Qiu Lingyun pondered the name in his mouth.
For him, the name has been making a lot of noise lately, and almost everyone in the underworld is talking about this mysterious grandmaster.
Qiu Lingyun was naturally curious, and he had sent someone to look for it, but there was no news after all.
Several people entered the box, and Qiu Lingyun took the lead in sitting down.
Zhou Kuan lowered his voice and said: "I heard that this King of Chu Yan is really like a god, and the master of the Sword Sect used to be an international mercenary, and it is really amazing that such a master has been killed." ”
Xu Ke took a sip of tea and sneered: "Mr. Zhou, do you still know?" You haven't even seen much of a martial artist, you don't even know what a grandmaster is, and you're an international mercenary? ”
He put down the teacup, pursed his lips, and said quite respectfully: "A generation of grandmasters, that is really a fairy figure, it is not something you and I can guess at all, according to rumors, when the master of the Daomen Gate was in Huaxia, he once killed 10,000 people in China, and then fled to Northern Europe, where he founded the current Daomen." ”
"If this knife gate is desperate, their strength is equivalent to the combat effectiveness of a regiment."
"The Daomen Sect Master is even more terrifying, and in the past he was on par with our General Chen Zhantian."
"This time he came to Huaxia for revenge, and wanted to kill a group of people back then, but it's a pity that he ...... I just came to our Jiangnan Province, and before the masters could be dispatched, they were killed. ”
Xu Ke sighed and sighed, heroic in his heart, what a heroic posture this is, King Chu Yan, who dares to call this name, must also be a heroic.
"That's the real strength." Qiu Lingyun was also full of envy, he had passed the best age for cultivation, even if he entered the martial artist, but in this life, in his whole life, he would not surpass the great martial artist.
In this case, it is better to rationalize the limited life.
"If I had one-tenth of his strength, this Jinlin City would have been my world a long time ago."
"This time there are rumors that the King of Chu Yan is about to appear, although we don't know where the rumors came from, but they are not groundless."
"Let's wait and see, I hope that we can make friends with King Chu Yan at that time."
……
Chu Yi sent Chu Mu back to his hometown in the town the next day, although he had the ability to protect Chu Mu, he didn't want his sister to be stared at by a pervert every day.
The New Year is getting closer and closer, and Chu Yi has to speed up the process.
He originally planned to use spirit stones to open the door to the underground world of Jinlin City, but now a so-called martial arts tournament has allowed this opportunity to come earlier.
With the passage of time, Jiujiang City has become more and more lively, often walking on the street can see some martial arts haunting, and there are many ordinary people, but all of them have superb eyes, walk with a lively step, and look at it is a good fighter.
The official is also secretly sending more people.
There are still two days to go before the conference.
On this day, there was a conflict in Chu Yi's Qianlong Villa.
A group of men and women with overseas accents, about a dozen people, climbed to the top of Meishan.
"Sorry, tourists are not allowed here, please leave." Gao Wenxian was dressed as a housekeeper, with a big oily head, shiny leather shoes, and a clean handkerchief in his hand to wipe an antique vase.
He is the only one in the entire Qianlong Villa, but he manages it properly and cleanly.
It has to be said that he has a talent in this area.
"Dead fatty, what is it called, be careful to cut your tongue." One of them obviously had a relatively high status, looked like he was in his twenties, dressed in bells and whistles, and scolded very unceremoniously. 【. 】
"Brother Fei, this is Qianlong Villa, and it is barely famous, we have searched all the houses in this area, what a villa, it is similar to a kennel, and the Chinese people are really poor."
"It's here, it looks good, the environment is good, the aura is stronger than other places, if you let the master come to live, you can barely match the identity of the master."
"That's it." Gu Fei's eyelids lifted, they were all overseas Chinese, and this time they accompanied the master to Taobao, but they didn't expect to encounter the competition.
Their master is still in Linhai City, but these few people are one step ahead and come over to join in the fun.
At least one of their parents is Chinese, but they didn't grow up in Huaxia since they were children, so naturally they don't have any feelings for this place.
"Dead fat man, take care of this villa, we will move in soon." Gu Fei strode towards the villa.
Gao Wenxian is proud now, since he stayed in Qianlong Villa, many big people in Jiujiang City have come to visit every day.
In front of him, he was also respectful, which made Gao Wenxian extremely useful.
So his vision is naturally high.
It's just that the more he understands the underground world, the more he is in awe of Chu Yi.
Gao Wenxian rubbed the antiques and stood in the middle of the gate, very elegant, he felt that the high-end and atmospheric old housekeepers in the TV series were like this.
"Sorry, this is a private lodge."
"A private lodge?" Gu Fei laughed loudly, he raised his fist and smashed it to the ground, and in an instant, a fist pit appeared on the ground.
Gao Wenxian didn't blink his eyelids, he was proud, every day when he saw the heroes and heroes in their practice uniforms, a big stone could be crushed, this Gu Fei's action just now was like a performance in his eyes.
"Oh."
"Please come back." Gao Wenxian felt that his compulsion was getting higher and higher.
These overseas Chinese in front of them look like they are either rich or expensive, but so what.
This is Jiujiang, which is Mr. Chu's territory.
Especially he also knew that there was going to be a martial arts competition recently, and there was a mixture of fish and dragons, and Gao Wenxian knew everything in his heart.
"Do you know who my master is?"
"South American mythology, a generation of grandmasters!"
Gao Wenxian snorted coldly: "Since it is a myth, then live in a myth, this is the world, you little fairies and little fairies will go back to your heaven." ”
This guy is also familiar with his ears and eyes, and he can choke people to death when he speaks.
"When I met a turtle, I don't seem to know the warrior." Gu Fei snorted.
"Let's go, Master warned us that it's really unlucky that we can't deal with ordinary people."
A group of people discussed it and left in a hurry.
After he couldn't see the backs of the group of people, Gao Wenxian's hands shook, and with a bang, the antique fell to the ground and shattered.
The fat on his face was trembling: "Mom, it turned out to be a grandmaster, it scared me to death, fortunately I pretended not to know." ”
"Grandmaster? That overseas master turned out to be a grandmaster? Chu Yi didn't know when he appeared behind Gao Wenxian, and said with some surprise.
In the past few days, he will come to Qianlong Villa if he has nothing to do, strengthen his formation with the spirit stones that have been airlifted, and consolidate his cultivation by the way.
"Teacher Chu." Gao Wenxian was startled, and hurriedly turned to look at Chu Yi.
"It's really a grandmaster, and it's a South American myth, it seems that Huaxia's name is Hou Jue."
Chu Yi touched his chin.
"Even the Grandmaster has appeared, why did he come all the way to my Huaxia, or in a small Linhai City, could it be that there are really any treasures unearthed there?"
What can attract a grandmaster will definitely not be an ordinary treasure.
"This competition is getting more and more interesting, even the grandmaster has appeared, it seems that I have to prepare well."
……
Linhai City, Phoenix Club, among the most luxurious boxes.
Li Yiwan cautiously waited for a middle-aged man with a horse face.
"Master, are you still satisfied?"
"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded lightly, his age was actually in his fifties, but he had become a grandmaster and looked even younger.
"If that tomb can be taken care of, my mood will be better." This person is Hou Jue, known as South American mythology, who is already like a grandmaster.
Li Yiwan was stared at, sweating coldly, and couldn't stop nodding: "Yes, it will pass in a few days." ”
"Master, the battle for our territory is about to begin, see if you want to go to Jiujiang City tomorrow, so you can prepare in advance."
Hou Jue was enjoying the massage of the beautiful woman, and his eyes suddenly opened at this moment.
Li Yiwan only felt that his whole body was tight, and with a bang, a wall behind him was wiped out.
The beauty was so frightened that she exclaimed even more.
But he saw Hou Jue get up lightly, put his hands behind his back, and walked step by step to the wall that he had destroyed, and then stepped into the air of the ten-story building.
"I'm a generation of grandmasters, why should I listen to your instructions, this is the last time, and the next time, it's your head that will collapse."
His voice was cold, he looked into the distance, and roared away.
At a glance, it was gone.
One step, the ends of the earth.
Li Yiwan's whole body trembled, reading,.