Chapter 1859: The Twelve Nakshatras

The cultivation of the dragon night has been lost, and it is not easy to live a life at this time, where will there be any right to speak?

Seeing Chang Xixing glaring at him, Long Mingye was so frightened that he quickly shrank his head, but he no longer dared to speak. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Chang Xixing snorted coldly and said angrily: "Dragon City Lord, you must send someone to arrest that person as soon as possible, no matter what kid he is, he must be brought to justice, and he must not be allowed to go unpunished again!" ”

Long Fengxiao couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

An existence that can destroy Hongchen Town with the power of one person, where can he easily fight against Kowloon City?

However, Chang Xixing was pressing step by step, and he didn't give Long Fengxiao a chance to argue at all: "Dragon City Lord, this is your chance to perform, if you don't do it, it proves that you didn't take Emperor Han in your eyes at all, when the time comes, don't blame me for not helping you Kowloon City speak!" ”

Long Feng Xiao let out a long sigh and said helplessly: "The twelve stars of Kowloon City obey their orders, quickly go and check the situation in Hongchen Town, and kill the culprit on the spot!" ”

The Twelve Stars of Kowloon City, which is also the twelve ghost commanders of Kowloon City, can be said to be the strongest combination in Kowloon City, and it is also the strongest power that Long Fengxiao can handle.

Long Fengxiao just wanted to show it in front of Chang Xixing, but when he said this, it was also a pain in his heart.

If the Twelve Nakshatras are also defeated, then the entire Kowloon City will become vulnerable and become a plaything for others to manipulate.

However, if you don't express it, how can Chang Xixing stop easily?

As soon as Long Mingye heard Long Fengxiao speak, he sent out the twelve ghost marshals of Kowloon City, and just wanted to open his mouth, but was drunk back by Chang Xixing's roar: "Long Ershao, you can come back alive, that kid is willing to let you come back, were you bought by that kid?" ”

As he spoke, he grabbed Long Mingye's neck and shouted: "Say, Long Ershao, do you want to be that kid's lobbyist and make Kowloon City surrender!" ”

Long Mingye was choked by the neck, only struggling, where could he still say half a sentence?

Seeing this, Long Fengxiao couldn't help but say angrily: "Lord Chang, no matter how bad the dog is, this is also Kowloon City, and you don't know how important it is!" ”

This kind of words, the threat is very obvious, if you dare to touch my son, it's a big deal!

Chang Xixing was stunned for a moment, his eyelids jumped twice, and he threw Long Mingye to the ground.

At this time, it is obviously not a good choice to turn your face with Long Fengxiao.

With a cold snort, Chang Xixing said angrily: "Okay, I hope that the director of Long City will take care of his son, and when the matter of the Hongchen Inn is resolved, I would like to hear what Long Er Shao said!" ”

When Long Ming came back at night, it was a slap in the face to Chang Xixing.

However, what happened outside Liuhe City at that time is a thing of the past, and the truth no longer matters.

What matters is where Kowloon City should go from here.

On the one hand, there is the emperor of the entire underworld, and the other is the young master of the underworld who is rapidly rising.

If you stand in the wrong line, the entire Kowloon City will probably face a catastrophe.

Long Fengxiao had a headache, and Long Mingye didn't know what to say for a while.

Chang Xixing's arrogance is obvious to all, but no one dares to say a word more.

At the same time, the news that you have grown wings and generally flew to Fengling County.

Above the main hall of Fengling County, many ghosts and handsomes kept wandering, all of them frowning, not knowing what to do.

"What should I do, what should I do? The Red Dust Inn has been destroyed, and we in Fengling County must not sit idly by! ”

"yes, but ...... But the county guard is not here, and I don't know where he has gone, so we can't make a decision! ”

"Hey, the county guard disappears every few days of the month, and I don't know why I went, should we let that murderer act recklessly?"

"Definitely not, wouldn't that make a few other counties laugh at us in Fengling County?"

A group of people went back and forth, but there was nothing they could do.

……

Red Dust Town.

It was quiet, as if nothing existed in this world.

There was no wind, no rain, no people, not even oneself anymore.

Liu Lang lay on the soft bed and had a long dream, as if dreaming of being happy under his parents' knees thousands of years ago, and dreaming of following his parents to work in the field when he was in the sun.

At that moment, Liu Lang was carefree, he didn't know what troubles were, and he didn't know that he had an unknown background.

As if a century had passed, Liu Lang felt a tingling pain in his body and slowly opened his eyes.

There is a strong aroma around, red saro tent, splendid Weiyang.

"Is this in a dream?"

Liu Lang was a little vague and wanted to turn sideways, but suddenly heard a surprise voice in his ears: "Young master, are you awake?" ”

Liu Lang turned his head and saw that it was Dong Shi.

Dong Shi had tears on his face, his face was full of joy, and he said in a trembling voice: "Young master, you have finally woken up, you ...... Are you alright? ”

As he spoke, he stepped forward and slowly helped Liu Lang up.

Liu Lang sat up and looked at the whole room, like a woman's room, elegantly furnished, no worse than the house in the sun.

"Where is this?"

Liu Lang wondered.

Dong Shi hurriedly explained: "Young master, this is Yan Bainu's room. After you fainted, I didn't dare take you far, so I brought you here. Rest assured, there is a small formation here, and no one will find us for the time being. ”

"Yan Bainu?"

Liu Lang was shocked suddenly, remembered Han Xiaoqi, and hurriedly said: "By the way, what about Xiaoqi, how is Xiaoqi?" ”

When Dong Shi heard this, he couldn't help but sigh softly, and shook his head again: "Young master, Xiaoqi is ...... she"

Liu Lang grabbed Dong Shi and asked urgently, "Dong Shi, tell me quickly, what happened to Xiaoqi?" ”

Dong Shi knew that he couldn't hide it, and said quietly: "Young master, Xiaoqi has also passed out, she ...... She fell into Yan Bainu's Shura White Bone Dao, I'm afraid she is not optimistic. ”

"What?"

Liu Lang's head buzzed, as if he had been hit hard by a heavy hammer.

Although he knew that Han Xiaoqi had fallen into the Shura White Bone Dao before, he could hear it from Dong Shi's mouth, Liu Lang still felt that the sky was about to fall.

Liu Lang has thought about the scene of meeting Han Xiaoqi countless times, and there is excitement and joy in it, but he never thought that he would be separated in this way just after they met.

Struggling to sit up from the bed, Liu Lang hurriedly said, "Quick, take me to see Xiaoqi, hurry up!" ”

Dong Shi had no choice but to help Liu Lang to another room.

In the room, Han Xiaoqi was lying quietly on the bed, as if she was asleep, but there was pain on her delicate and soft face that could not be concealed.

Liu Lang was stunned, hurriedly came to Han Xiaoqi, grabbed her hands, and was about to convey yin and yang qi into it.

Seeing this, Dong Shi hurriedly stopped: "Young master, don't worry, don't move at this time, Xiaoqi she, there should be a ...... to be saved" (to be continued.) )