Chapter Eighty-Three: Heavy
"Itchy skin? What does it mean to be in charge? Lin Jinfeng was stunned for a moment, and asked meaningfully.
Qin Yue smiled bitterly, without explanation, he disappeared in front of Lin Jinfeng in a moment, and he went to Qingfeng Village at an extremely fast speed.
"What does it mean when it's itchy?" Lin Jinfeng saw that the head of the door had disappeared in place, and turned his head to see Qi Yue, who had just arrived belatedly from the side room, and said in confusion.
"I don't know." Qi Yue, whose lips moved slightly under the confused eyes, looked at Lin Jinfeng and asked, "What's wrong with the senior brother in charge, I suddenly felt a cold air just now." ”
Lin Jinfeng patted his head, shrugged his shoulders and replied helplessly: "So I asked you what you mean by itchy skin, it can't be itchy skin, the head looks very solemn." ”
"That's something wrong?" The voice of the young hollow valley sounded.
"It's likely, hey, what can you do if you go, it's just a fustinous trouble, let's practice Dan well."
A helpless voice made Qi Yue, who was about to step out of the alchemy room, pause, and after standing for a few seconds, he gradually turned around, returned to the side room, sat on the futon, picked up the alchemy foundation, and looked at it seriously, there was a fire in his heart, a raging fire, he wanted to keep himself from becoming a drag oil bottle in the future.
The light from the dim oil lamp shone on the young man's face, and the side face showed fortitude, and in the dim light, except for the sound of insects, only the sound of the boy turning a book remained.
The pain in his chest made him feel a faint ache, and he couldn't help but wrinkle his delicate eyebrows slightly, he didn't know if the head of the house could see it, and he was working in one, gathering vitality and above his chest, suppressing the pain, and began to seriously look at the yellowed books in his hands.
On the main peak, in a rather antique house, Du Qing sat on top of the first place with a serious face, and there were three figures sitting on the first two rows of chairs, the second elder Liu Ruqin, the third elder Du Lan, and the fourth elder Luo Liang.
Luo Liang's face was very ugly, and there was anger on his eyebrows.
A low, magnetic voice resounded throughout the house, and seriousness and oppression spread throughout the house.
"The head of the sect is not out of the customs, everything is taken care of by me, seventh brother, you are too reckless to break into the territory of Black Bear Ridge."
"Do you know what's wrong?"
The last sentence almost had a roar, which shook the ears of several people below, Liu Ruqin's heart froze, and a thought unconsciously came to mind.
"The congenital great perfection, senior brother has gone one step further."
Du Lan looked at Senior Brother Du Qing, and his eyes showed respect.
Luo Liang was full of disbelief, he stood up suddenly, and said with some annoyance: "Could it be that my Xuantian Sect is so instigated that I don't even dare to enter the edge of Black Bear Ridge?" Senior brother, you are increasing the momentum of others and destroying your own prestige. ”
"Peng!"
There was a sound, but Du Qing patted the armrest of the chair with a pale face, and looked at Luo Liang sharply, and his anger seemed to be on the edge.
A low, emotionless voice spat out from his thick lips, "According to the sect classics, there is more than one second-order demon beast in the Black Bear Ridge, and the square eyes are all around the Xuantian Mountain Range and even the inner periphery, the black bears in the Black Bear Ridge are not a small force, the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, you will suffer a big loss like this." ”
"I'm not wrong anyway."
Although Luo Liang knew his mistake in his heart, he said with arrogance on his face.
"Shut up, seventh brother, you are too much, the eldest brother is for your good, if it weren't for the love left by the ancestors in the past, do you think you would be able to escape Black Bear Ridge?"
A cold and serious voice sounded in Luo Liang's ears.
"Ancestor?"
"You go and read the deeds of Wuyuan Ancestor yourself, and think about things with your brain in the future! Otherwise, it's not just your problem, but it may also endanger the entire Xuantian Sect! ”
Du Qing's voice sounded again. With a merciless reprimand, at the same time, a coercion belonging to the congenital Great Perfection was displayed around Luo Liang's body.
Luo Liang's complexion changed, he flicked his sleeves slightly, left, and went to place the books that had been handed down.
"Hey, senior brother, the seventh junior brother has always been a little reckless." Du Lan stood up, trying to ease the atmosphere.
"Du Lan, you're still too young." Liu Ruqin smiled at the corner of her mouth, and when she walked out of the house, she turned around and said a word, and disappeared in front of the two of them.
When Du Lan was stunned, Du Qing was already standing in front of him, with wide bones, thick hands patted the other party's shoulders with a hint of a smile, and said softly: "I'm just scaring him." ”
After that, he said slowly with a look of Nuoyu: "Could it be that the fifth brother really thinks..."
"Seventh brother, he is the most talented among our senior brothers in addition to the head, but his heart is also proportional to his age, his heart is arrogant, his heart is higher than the sky, except for the head, it seems that no one is in his eyes, I am afraid of his strong talent, and his rapidly improving cultivation makes him not know the height of the sky."
After two pats, the sturdy body went out of the room.
Only then did Du Qing react and muttered: "The hearts of the senior brothers have begun to change, but the senior brothers are still reassuring!" ”
"Will I change in the future? I do not know! ”
The young man stood in the empty house and muttered to himself.
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Qin Yue stood on top of the Qingyue Sword and looked down at the Niutouling on the ground.
As the name suggests, Niutouling is pointed at both ends, like a pair of huge horns.
Niujiaoling is not good, so it was Jiao Niutouling, and from generation to generation, the name of this place became so determined.
In the center of the sharp corners at both ends of Niutouling is the location of Qingfeng Village, which is now full of dead air, and among the dilapidated cottages, the rich bloody atmosphere is condensed in the sky, dozens of crows are flying with a roar, and from time to time they descend and hang a lump of scarlet flesh and blood, Qin Yue's white clothes are fluttering on top of the Qingyue Sword.
His eyes were like golden light shining directly into the Qingfeng Village below, and what came into his eyes was a corpse, which had stiffened, and the blood under his body had dried up and coagulated.
Qin Yue retracted his gaze, his face was flat, but his words were like the cold winter of the winter moon, cold and piercing, "Even if they are bandits, even though they have killed countless people, but to use the words of Buddhism, put down the butcher's knife and turn back." Since you have already gone to the 'shore' of my Xuantian Sect and now you have died tragically, this seat will seek justice for you. ”
Immediately, his eyes widened, his right hand waved, and his tone was calm: "Beast! ”
A roaring Yuan Qi Fire Dragon quickly condensed in front of Qin Yue, and the Jiaolong opened its flame giant mouth and headed towards dozens of crows in the distance, and for a moment, the air seemed to be scorching.
Qin Yue landed in front of the Juyi Hall in the center of Qingfeng Village, and as soon as he landed, more than a dozen roasted crows fell from the sky.
The sky was filled with flaming black feathers fluttering downward in midair.
Qin Yue stepped into the righteous hall with a heavy weight, and a huge man in his eyes hung weakly with his hands, and there was a deep wound on his head that could be seen in the brain.
Qin Yue's calm eyes could see that a flame was slowly magnifying!