"Murdered!"

"The people of the Jiangshan Courtyard have all been killed!"

"Lin Yuangui's head has been cut off......"

When Xiangyun City was in trouble, Lu Zheng was sitting on the roof of the inn drinking tea, and Qiu Chi and Mo Zifeng were still sitting on the side. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qiu Chi and Mo Zifeng originally came to find Lu Zheng to drink, but because of Lu Zheng's sentence of "drunk and misplayed", the three of them drank tea on the moon.

At this time, as soon as they heard the movement below, the two of them immediately looked at Lu Zheng with suspicion.

Qiu Chi said: "This is the play you are talking about?"

Mo Zifeng lowered his voice and asked excitedly, "Could it be, you did this, right?"

Lu Zheng shook his head, knowing that his two friends also didn't like Lin Yuangui, so he didn't hide it, and said: "Although I didn't do it, I watched it, and I was supposed to do it, but I was the first to do it." ”

"Then tell me, who did this?" As soon as Mo Zifeng's character of good deeds was teased, he broke the casserole and asked to the end.

Lu Zheng shook his head, only drank tea, and did not speak.

Mo Zifeng's mouth pursed, but the person was even more excited, and only said: "If you don't say it, I know it." has the ability to kill Lin Yuangui, and you have to protect yourself secretly, and it is estimated that there are few people. And so black-hearted, hehe, then there is no one. You say, is the surname of the person who did it 'Dugu'?"

As soon as Mo Zifeng's words fell, there was a terrible roar on the street below.

"It was the loneliness of the Ten Thousand Demon Caves that killed our master!"

"Dugu has lost his conscience, and he can't die well!

The surviving people of the Qiongwu Gate were afraid that Dugu would be killed after leaving the affair and that they were afraid that they would be laughed at and suspected by people who hurriedly escaped from Xiangyun City at this time, so they disguised themselves and hid in the corners of Xiangyun City. Immediately, they ran out one by one, crying and shouting, sincerely, and the shouting seemed to tear through the night sky, shaking people's ears.

It would be better if Dugu was attacked by a group. At that time, one enemy was one against hundred, and whether he could live or not was two words.

The surviving Qiongwu Sect was overjoyed in their hearts, with grief and indignation on their faces, and they talked about the whole process of the tragedy in the other courtyard, and said that Dugu Liqing was a cold-faced demon who killed people when he saw them.

When someone asked, "Why is it that your sect master has his head cut off, but your little disciple is unharmed?"

The little disciple who was about to speak was choked in his throat, his face turned pale, and he turned angry and scolded: "Could it be that you wish I would die with such words? Could it be that you are also in the same group as that Dugu Demon! You don't want to kill us together, do you?"

"Murdered!"

After that, this little brother didn't care how the person on the other side turned pale, shouted, and ran away.

"Phew. ”

The wronged male cultivator snorted on the ground and scolded: "Leaving his own master and running away like a turtle with a shrunken head, I don't think this is much different from a murderer." Phew, it's not a thing!"

Lu Zheng and the three of them on the roof watched the noise on the street all the way, and witnessed the ugly faces of the people of the Qiongwumen who were crying everywhere, and they all looked at each other with a little disdain. However, the three of them have no ill feelings about the murderous Dugu Divorce.

True qi rivers and lakes have always been like this, the weak eat the strong, the king is defeated, the enemy fights, the revenge fights, and the battle for life and death may break out every second.

Lin Yuangui was defeated by Dugu Ant Clothes, but he was abolished Danzhu, which was his good luck. Now, he has been defeated by Dugu Liqing again and lost his life, so there is nothing to say.

Dao Cultivator and Demon Cultivator are originally endless, and if they lose the battle, they are often bound to die.

Lin Yuangui's death and the inevitable decline of the Qiongwu Sect are not surprising.

It's just that the development of things is an unexpected twist and turn.

Right now, it was precisely when the Dao Demon Martial Arts had just ended, the first Dao Demon had just been decided, and the victory or defeat of a Demon Dao was divided, the Dao Correction was aggrieved, and the Demon Correction was vigorous, so Lin Yuangui's death became less insignificant.

Some Taoist cultivators who were unwilling to be defeated by the demon cultivators immediately scolded angrily, and all of them rushed to the temporary residence of the Aoyun Sect, their eyes were red and they roared, and regarded Xu Changfeng, who was the only remaining fruit, as an omnipotent savior, shouting and making all kinds of demands. There are those who ask Dugu to lose his life, there are those who tell the Ten Thousand Demon Caves to get out of the rivers and lakes, and there are also those who ask Xu Changfeng to lead the righteous path to start the Dao Demon War.

On the side of the Demon Dao, I was also very excited, and many old devils who were ranked first found Dugu Shuhe and shouted noisily, hoping that Dugu Shuhe would lead the Demon Dao to take advantage of the situation to dominate the rivers and lakes.

But in the blink of an eye, the entire Xiangyun City was boiling, and as far as the eye could see, it was full of noisy Dao cultivators and demon cultivators, killing when they met, and killing if they lost.

The thousand-year-old neutral ancient city, once unnoticed, fell in the blink of an eye, the bloody fireworks all over the city, Tang Yu almost cried and fainted in the latrine.

At the critical moment, as Tang Yu's cousin, Qiu Chi couldn't stand it anymore, carrying a sword, taking the ghost cry to imprison the demon kings, and visiting all the troublesome Taoist sects and demon cultivators one by one.

Among them, there are naturally those who are not convinced, but with a wave of Qiuchi's hand, the rest of the intermediate forces who have already obtained the secret order and are hiding on one side rush up, many to one, and in the blink of an eye, they will be beaten down by the dissatisfied.

The dispute lasted for five days and five nights, and Lu Zheng was secretly vigilant, guessing that another Dao Demon Theory martial artist was about to go to war.

But I didn't want to, thinking that a large area of a dispute would never stop if I didn't die, but under the mediation of Xu Changfeng and Dugu Shuhe who both stood up and thin mud, the thunder was heavy and the rain was small, and it was temporarily suppressed.

The official reasons given by the two uncles are exactly the same.

It was the same root, and he was too anxious. The demon clan's sacrifice ceremony is imminent, and the human race should unite to deal with all the possible calculations of the demon clan.

There is also a sentence that circulates in private: "If there is a treasure, everyone earns it, and first work together to deal with the foreign race." ”

As for Dugu's love affair at this special moment, who blatantly kills people without masking his face and still has a living mouth, as a negative teaching material, he publicly stood up and seriously promised: "I killed Lin Yuangui, it was because he hated it too much." As for you, I don't think I'm annoying to watch. ”

Of course, Dugu didn't say that the rest of the decent celebrities liked him.

In the face of the temptation of the treasure and personal safety, a group of Taoist cultivators are willing to be fools, but Dugu's love for Dugu, who speaks with a cold face and an expressionless face, is actually simple and harmless.

As for Lin Yuangui, who died tragically, who called him inferior in skills?

The development of things is embarrassing. can't help but sigh, the iron-beaten rivers and lakes, the flowing water sect.

Lu Zheng glanced at Xiangyun City, where the Haiyan River was clear, the bustling and lively streets, the cultivators began to evacuate, and the mortals returned one after another, the thousand-year-old city, peace was still the same.

And in the room behind him, Zhao Ying, who was smiling, was humming a little song to pack up his baggage, preparing to rush back to Zhengrong Peak as soon as possible and tell his senior brother that the enemy was dead. (To be continued.) )