"What did you just say?"

I saw that the hideous man who was called as the 'Qingyuan Zhongjun' heard the words of that subordinate Lu Jun, his face was even more gloomy at this time, and he looked at Lu Jun with half of his face, and asked sharply.

"Huh... Report to Zhongjun, that Qinghe Jun... Seriously wounded, now dead or alive, still... I don't know yet, now... Now... I'm on my way to the rudder!"

I saw that Na Lu Jun lowered his head and didn't dare to look directly at the extremely hideous and terrifying Qingyuan, and his voice trembled.

"Seriously injured ......"

I saw that the hideous and terrifying Qingyuan Zhongjun slowly turned around, frowned, slowly walked a few steps towards the position of the window sill, set his eyes on the northern sky, gritted his teeth, and asked viciously, "Who is it?"

"Subordinate... Subordinate... I learned that just a few days ago, Qinghejun learned that Qingliejun, who was turbid in Zonglin, was killed by the head of the current Liuye Peak Shaofeng in Liuye Town under Liuye Peak, and Qinghejun, who happened to be passing by there, learned about it, so he asked for a tendon... went to the Liuye Peak to find Ye Fan, the head of the Shaofeng Peak, and said that he wanted to avenge Lin Sanxun for that sect...... Still... But who expected, it was also invincible, and he was beaten and rolled down the hill with his dying breath, and was discovered by the guards who accompanied the army, so he was sent here as soon as possible, and now... It looks like it's almost there!"

Na Lu Jun still leaned over and hugged his fists, his fists were clenched, his head was lowered, and he didn't dare to move at all, so he finished telling the whole thing.

"Humph!"

I saw that after that Qingyuan Zhongjun snorted coldly, half of his face was gloomy, facing the sky in the distance, as if talking to himself, and as if he was answering Na Lu Jun's words again, he said angrily: "It sounds good, which family will you take revenge for the Zonglin Santurbidity Gate?" I think I think I want to defeat the head of the Liuye Peak Shaofeng, and tell Zonglin Santurbidity Sect to show that he is stronger than them! But unexpectedly, he was beaten like a lost dog, and now he is sent to my Zongsheng Sanqing Gate, is it the person who wants to lose me again, right?"

When Lu Jun heard this, he was shocked in his heart, he still clenched his fists, still looked like he didn't dare to look up at the Qingyuan Zhongjun with his head down, opened his mouth, and asked back: "Return... Hui Zhongjun, that... If that... Qinghe-kun's people sent Qinghe, do you accept it or reject it!"

"Huh?!"

I saw that half of Qingyuan's face was slightly stunned, and then he turned his head to look at Na Lu Jun, grinning at the half of his hideous face, and shouted, "What do you say!?"

When Lu Jun heard Qingyuan's loud questioning, he was shocked, and hurriedly knelt on the ground with a 'poof', admitting his mistake again and again, and said, "Subordinate... The subordinates know their mistakes! Accept it! Accept it! Arrange it for the subordinates!"

Seeing that Lu Jun said, he stood up and fled in a panic in the direction of the door behind him.

And just when Lu Jun hadn't arrived at the door, he heard the Qingyuan Zhongjun, who had a hideous face like a devil, suddenly shouted: "Stop!"

After Na Lu Jun heard this loud shout, his body stiffened, and he quickly stopped, slowly turned around and lowered his head, and hurriedly asked, "Medium... Zhongjun, what else do you have to say?"

"Take him back, no need to arrange, when I get to my Qingfeng Zongyun Xiang County, let him find the door by himself, the main gate and the side door are closed tightly for me, let his subordinates call him, don't open it, hint at Qinghe's subordinates, let him drill a small hole to enter!"

I saw that Qingyuan Zhongjun was carrying his hands behind his back, his face was particularly indifferent, and he didn't look at Lu Jun, who was fleeing in a hurry, his eyes were still looking directly at the sky outside the window, and he said coldly.

"Yes, yes, yes!

After Na Lu Jun heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and secretly said in his heart: This Qingyuan Zhongjun of Zong Sheng Sanqing is really scheming and calculating, and he has a good calculation, so that he does not let Qinghe Jun go to the main gate and the side gate, which means that he refuses to accept it! And let himself imply that they go to a small hole! In this way, not only did he give face to that Zong Lin Sanxun Gate, but also saved the people of his own Zongsheng Sanqing Sect without leaving any room for it. In this way, first, he will not be said by other sects of Qingfeng Sect to protect his shortcomings, second, he will not delay the injuries of his own sect personnel, and third, he will also teach this somewhat arrogant Qinghejun a lesson!

When the noon sun was in the sky, a black beam of shadows passed through the sky and landed at the gate of the Qingfeng Sect of the Cloud Xiangjun.

I saw a beam of shadows drawn above the sky, and only after landing did I see that it was the four people carrying a bottle of gold-colored sedan chair and falling to the ground.

As soon as these four people landed, they looked at each other, each with a capital question mark on their faces, and after a brief eye contact, one of them asked the three: "Didn't the imperial guard send a message to this Qingyuan Zhongjun? Why is the door of this rudder tightly closed? This side door and the side door are closed? Why is this?"

"It's... This... Could it be that the Qingyuan Zhongjun is unwilling to accept my lord?"

"This is impossible! Our master is a person from Zongsheng Sanqingmen, although he is only a low-ranking monarch, but he is also a person from my Sanqingmen! This Qinghe Zhongjun, it is impossible not to accept our lord!"

"That's right, otherwise, let's ask that Qingyuan for intercession, hoping that he can save our lord's life!"

Immediately, after the four of them landed the golden-colored sedan chair on the ground, they stepped forward in unison and ran three steps, all kneeling on their knees at the same time, their fists clasped in front of their chests, and they all begged loudly to the door of Nafu: "Subordinate Qinghejun sat down in the imperial sedan chair, my master is now seriously injured, please Qingyuan Zhongjun see the support and respect of Qinghejun for you in the past, and hope that Qingyuan Zhongjun will be merciful and merciful, save my master!"

Silence, still a dead silence. It's like an empty building.

The four of them looked at each other, all of them looking at a loss.

And at this moment, on the floor of the gate of his mansion, a small piece of paper was suddenly thrown out and fell in front of the four people.

One of them stepped forward to pick it up and take a look, and instantly understood, and hurriedly waved his hand at the three people, summoned the three people, showed them the small pieces of paper, looked at each other, and then quickly lifted the sedan chair behind him, and carried it to a remote corner, waiting for the response in the inner wall.

......

Qingfeng Zongyun divided the rudder to the county, and Zongsheng Sanqingmen was in the mansion.

The ugly Qingyuan Zhongjun, who only had half a face, looked at the scarred Qinghe Jun who was lying in the golden sedan chair, and only one breath remained, and his face without skin and flesh twitched a few times in a row, his round eyes were full of uncontrollable anger, his fists were clenched, and the soul flame qi on his body suddenly burst out, and in an instant, the four Qinghe's royal body sedan chairs in front of him were shocked out, and all the items around his body were also shattered.

"How capable is the Shaofeng head on the Liuye Peak? Can he kill the Qinglie of the Santurbid Gate of the Sect, and can also beat the Qinghe of my Sanqing Sect like this? I, Qingyuan, am bound to pull out this stinger! Avenge the hatred for my fellow sect brother Qinghe, fellow sect brother Qinglie!"

Qingyuan Zhongjun, who originally only had half of his face hideous and terrifying, was filled with dark green soul flames all over his body, and every part of his body from top to bottom was rising with real fire, raising the temperature around his room by more than ten degrees, causing everyone else in this room to quickly retreat, and some even hid outside the door.

The royal body sedan chair that Qinghe Xia Jun sat on hurriedly stood up at this moment, looking at Qingyuan who was angry for the first time, his heart was shocked, and after the three of them glanced at each other, they were also knocked out by the soul qi of Qingyuan in his house.

After the three stumbled out, one of them said to the other three, "This... Isn't the Qingyuanjun of our Zongsheng Sanqing Sect known as the most calm and composed person? It's really the first time I've seen this Qingyuanjun generous thunder!"

"Yes, is it true that this Qingyuanjun is the calmest person in our Zongsheng Sanqing Sect? Why is he so angry when he first saw it today? If not, is it really for our lord?"

"Maybe that's right?" said the other, who had not spoken much.

"Impossible! I've heard before that after the conflict between our Zongsheng clan and the Zonglin clan in the Qingfeng Sect before, there was a duel incident under the mountain, when Qingyuanjun's own brother was injured by the Zonglin clan, and so far this Qingyuanjun has not gone to find the person from the three turbidity sects who injured his own brother before Zonglin, but these three turbidity sects have repeatedly troubled my Zongsheng Sanqing Sect! If this Qingyuanjun didn't nod his head at that time, how could we help them Zonglin Santurbidity? We haven't said a word! I always feel that this matter is not as simple as we imagined!" A sedan chair with his back to the three people, his eyes full of melancholy, looked at the sky and said slowly.

In the room of Qingyuan Zhongjun, Qingyuan drove all the people out, his expression gradually cooled, and he slowly sat down next to Qinghe Xiajun, his eyes flashed with strange flashes, raised his hand and slowly stroked the right side of Qinghejun's face, and changed it to another face, while carefully stroking the face of Qinghejun who was motionless on the side, while whispering softly and saying to him: "I have a good skin!

I saw that Qingyuan Zhongjun saw that he really had no reaction, and after flashing a strange light with one hand, he pressed Qinghe's chest and abdomen, and then a mouthful of dark Wujiang's blood slowly overflowed from his mouth and flowed on the ground on the side.

I saw that Qingyuanjun helped Qinghe press his chest, and said in a low voice: "Qinghe, don't blame me for not saving you! I can help you, I can help you, when you wake up, as long as you promise me a condition, I will definitely go to the soup to cure you!"