"Boom!"

At noon, when the sun shone directly on the palace, an unparalleled force erupted in the depths of the earth. Immediately after, a figure stood up, directly broke the roof of the palace, rushed out, and stood in mid-air, looking down on all the living beings. A pair of deep, starry eyes swept across the first row of families and core believers suddenly. , a kind of anger came to the eyes, and thousands of Hong'amen disciples worked together.

"Where is my grandson Hongyuan?" 16 years have passed and you still have no news? No one in the world knows where he is.

The owner of the house, Hong Quanwu, was furious, ringing like a copper bell, like thunder, and exploding in people's ears.

"Sir, Bai Xueqing has returned to the Red Gate. According to the latest news, Hong Jiu, the ninth director who was expelled by the Red Gate 16 years ago, discovered the whereabouts of the principal Hong Yuan, but ...... An old man who looked like a butler stood up and replied in a respectful voice.

"But what, say!"

Early in the morning, a cold wind came.

At this moment, in the deepest palace of Lin Yuan Pavilion, two people sat cross-legged on the ground playing chess.

Inside the hall, huge tripods, three rows of candles are lit in front of a high platform, and the candlelight dimly illuminates the hall. When the cold wind blows, the candlelight flickers, making their backs tremble.

The hall was silent, with the occasional crackling of wax.

"Pat!"

After a long time, Hong Ying was up and down, and finally played a game of chess. Looking at the wreckage in front of me, my eyebrows furrowed.

His attainments in chess are not very deep, but his level of chess with his aunt Bai Xueqing is comparable. But tonight, against Kuno, he's lost three in a row. In this case, it seems that we are going to lose again.

Jiuye is an outstanding person, and the way he plays chess is different. With his opposition, Hong Yuan often had a feeling of being bound, and unconsciously fell into a predicament.

As usual, Hong Jiu was wearing a mink coat, and his face sank like water. He sees no joy, anger and sorrow. I won, I didn't change my face, and I was in a dilemma when I played chess, and I was the same.

"Ninth Master, why are you helping me?"

Hong Yuan suddenly asked a few questions, breaking the silence. Two days later, he was still a little confused.

According to his observations in the past two days, Jiu Ye spoke nine sentences in the Lin Yuan cabinet, and he was calm, decisive, and brave. However, it tends to be indifferent to the outside world, and it doesn't look like a traditional hot sausage.

"Would you believe me if I said I just didn't want to see a gifted alchemist die young?" Hong Jiu smiled slightly.

Of course, Hong Yuan did not believe that although there were few alchemists, it was also unlikely that they would invade in order to attract themselves, and become the enemy of such a behemoth as the Shonan Wu Mansion After a long period of contemplation, I asked another question: "Where is my aunt Bai Xueqing?" "How did Jiuye know her nickname?

"The time hasn't come yet, and when you should know, I'll tell you." Hong Jiu replied easily, his face calm, as if he had anticipated Hong Yuan's question.

Silence quickly returned to the hall, and the two men continued to play chess.

Outside the Lin Yuan Pavilion, a group of soldiers walked through the streets and alleys from time to time with torches. They were heavily guarded, and people came and went. But if you listen closely, there is almost no sound except footsteps, and the air is particularly dull. The closed city of Liaoyuan is becoming more and more depressed.

Sitting cross-legged in the grand hall, I also felt nervous and depressed, a palpitation, unable to achieve true peace, and always felt a strong danger haunting my mind.

It was the second day of the siege, and war could come at any moment. The later it comes, the worse it will be!

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the sound of screams and fights to be heard outside, and the cold wind brought a strong smell of blood. The soldiers of the southern city of Hunan and the soldiers of the Southern Wufu finally lost their patience.

The battle in the later stage was very fierce, and heavy footsteps could be heard outside Lin Yuan Pavilion from time to time. Soldiers patrolling around the city urgently climbed to the top of the city to support the endangered city defense brigade. Under the command of Li Ling, the prince of Liaoyuan, many disciples of Wufu also joined the battle, and fierce battles began at the head of the city.

Perhaps it was determined to avenge the prince Lin Han in southern Hunan. The martial arts in southern Hunan are very insane. After the attack retreated, they quickly gathered together and launched an even more fierce attack, which stormed the defense line of Liaoyuan City like a tide.

Hong Yuan sat cross-legged on the ground, not moving, but his fists were clenched, and his breathing began to be a little heavy.

The battle was much fiercer than he had imagined, and he was in a hurry to rush out and kill everyone at once. However, the Ninth Master did not move, and he did not dare to act rashly.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang outside, shaking the mountains. Listening to the sound in the direction, it seems that a section of the wall has collapsed. The enemy troops besieging the city cheered loudly, and the battle on both sides became more intense.

After a long time, the cheers of the enemy gradually subsided, and the enemy troops who rushed into Liaoyuan City were forced back by Wufu's disciples. But before Hong Yuan could breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly, a rapid bell rang from the direction of Liaoyuan Wufu, and all the Wufu disciples were urgently recalled. After resisting alone for a while, the city defenses quickly collapsed, leaving the enemy army division to enter the Dalin Yuan Pavilion directly.

"What's wrong?" Hong Yuan was stunned.

Ah, there was another loud bang coming from afar.

In the eyes of everyone, Hongjiu once again clashed with Kuroshio in the main forest of Shonan Province's Ofu. This time, the bronze tripod weighing tens of thousands of kilograms in his hand was completely shattered into pieces.

It seems that Hongjiu still has a straight waist and a body like Baiyue, giving people a sense of depression. However, when the body stabilized, a little blood couldn't help but ooze from the corners of the mouth. The palm of this Wufu Lin Black Willow located in southern Hunan not only completely shattered the heavy bronze tripod, but also injured Hong Jiu, the person in charge of Lin Yuan's cabinet.

"Hmph, Lingwu District 4, still delusional mantis car?"

With a cold buzzing sound, the main forest in southern Hunan Province flew up again, patting Hongjiu's big chest with one hand.

This palm, which seems ordinary, did not bring any applause, but it was castrated like electricity, and rolls and rolls of green leaves faintly appeared in the palm. Every time it falls, it emits a strange wave of energy that seems to take the lives of everyone around it. With Hong Yuan, we have a lazy feeling in our hearts.

What is this skill?

Nine days later, when the fallen leaves finally cultivated, would they still have such power?

Hong Yuan was stunned. The same goes for Red Nine in the night sky. His face changed a lot all at once. The cold light flashed, and I didn't know where to take out a thin broken knife and fly in front of me.

They passed through the night sky.

Hongjiu's face is gray. In the blink of an eye, he was ten years old. The fluctuations in power in his body seemed to be disordered. Opposite the main forest of the Shonan Mansion, the black tide was still surging, but there was an inconspicuous shallow wound on the left shoulder, and a faint trace of blood was faintly visible.

"I thought it was a master who was fighting evil, but the result was the same." Today, you're all going to die! ”

The main forest in southern Hunan, the "Black Willow", was expressionless and took an icy step in the air. He's getting ready to rob him. He was startled by a chill. The seemingly insignificant wound on his left shoulder suddenly cracked. Blood gushed out, and a ferocious force erupted through his body. His face turned pale with shock. Are you from the Red Gate? Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Ling Blood Battle Soul Claw Book House" for free for the first time.