"Hehe, it's so bright that you can't give you a little sunshine, do you really think that you can defeat me by using a martial arts?"

Han Tian withdrew the dragon qi around him, and walked towards the one-eyed middle-aged man who fell in a pool of blood as he spoke. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Since he chose to be a killer, he was ready to be killed.

Taking off the dragon ring, Hantian left the ruined hotel.

And there were already a lot of people gathered around who heard the movement here and came to see the excitement, so in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, the cold weather had to leave.

After leaving, Han Tian bought a new horse in Liyang Town, and then continued to Fengyun Domain City.

Sitting on the horse, Han Tian took out the dragon ring he had just harvested and looked at it.

There are a lot of good things in it, there are more than thirty two-star elixir cards, but there are only a few second-order elixirs, so I guess I came across them by chance.

There is also a two-star secret magic card, which should be used to improve the body's defense.

It's just that there is no martial arts that the one middle-aged performed, which makes Han Tian a little disappointed.

Of course, there were hundreds of thousands of gold coins piled up in the dragon ring, and at this time, Han Tiancai found that the space in this dragon ring was actually much larger than the ordinary dragon ring, and it was a cube with a side length of two meters.

In other words, this dragon ring has eight cubic meters of storage space, which is eight times as much as the original.

"That's a good thing. ”

Without hesitation, he put this dragon ring on his finger, and he was in a good mood on a cold day, and he accelerated his progress.

......

Tianming City, the Little Dragon Sect, in a magnificent pavilion.

A person walked in from outside the pavilion and said respectfully: "Report to the young sect master, one-eyed him ......"

"He's already killed Hantian?" Yuan Xiang turned around, a smile in his eyes.

"One-eyed him...... Dead, killed by the cold weather. ”

"What?!One-Eyed was killed by the cold weather?!"

Yuan Xiang's eyes widened and he stood up abruptly, looking incredulous.

"That's true. The person who reported said to his knees trembling on his knees.

"How could it be ......"

Yuan Xiang sat on the chair weakly, looking dazed, when he went to Tianming City yesterday, that cold day was only the dragon pattern four paths, how could he kill the dragon pattern seven paths' single eye?

"According to the report, the cultivation of that cold day has reached the six realms of the dragon pattern. ”

Yuan Xiang heard this, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, yesterday it was still the dragon pattern four, and today it has become the dragon pattern six?

This news made his brain dizzy, and he could go up two levels in one day, what kind of concept was this?

Refining is demonic, no, demonic iniquity cannot be described!

Moreover, before entering the dungeon, that cold day was only the second dragon pattern, in such a short time, in just a few days, he had already reached the sixth dragon pattern, and he could also kill the seventh dragon pattern!

"Is that kid really human?"

Yuan Xiang only felt powerless, if he continued to develop at this speed, I am afraid that it would not take half a month, and even his father might be surpassed by the cold weather.

It was terrible, it was the first time he was scared by someone, even the old man of the Gray Pavilion yesterday had not been able to make him so frightened.

Because the old man of the Gray Pavilion would not kill him for no reason, but in the cold weather, if this person grows up, then the Little Dragon Sect will definitely bleed.

"Quick, go and inform the Great Elder!No, I'll go see him in person!" As he spoke, Yuan Xiang hurriedly walked out of the pavilion.

The narrator who was kneeling on the ground looked at the young sect master who left in a panic with a puzzled expression, and he saw the young sect master's clenched fists, clearly trembling.

......

Tianming City, a huge building with glittering gold, is carved with the four big characters of "Gold Medal Casino".

However, this place, which was originally extremely crowded, was now surrounded by officers and soldiers in armor.

On the chest of each piece of armor, there is a word "domain" written on it, which is obviously the domain guard of the Fengyun Domain Mansion.

And in the Domain Guard, a seemingly elegant middle-aged man stood with his hands in his hands, it was Qin Zheng.

Today's Qin Zheng's face is much haggard than before, and his sideburns are a little whiter.

At this time, a man in a wide black robe and a mask came out of the door of the gold medal casino, and his appearance seemed to be a mysterious demon.

"Gambler, your son killed my son, you have to give me an explanation today!"

Qin Zheng said angrily.

The gambling demon, who once gambled for ten days to win all over the Fengyun Domain, is also the owner of the gold medal casino today.

When the gambling demon heard this, he laughed twice, and the voice was specially treated, and it sounded like the low roar of a demon beast, and said: "Joke, your son is dead, so you say that my son killed him?"

"What Yuan Xiang has seen with his own eyes, can there be a fake?" Qin Zheng said coldly.

"You can believe whatever he says, you are really stupid as a domain master!" said the gambling demon with a sneer.

"You!"

Qin Zheng didn't know what to do when he was refuted by the gambling demon, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

In fact, this is also something he has not dared to be sure of, after all, it is Yuan Xiang's one-sided statement, and he does not have enough evidence.

So after he came back from Tianming City, he thought about it all night, and finally had to vent, otherwise wouldn't his son have died in vain?

The gambling demon slowly walked towards Qin Zheng and said lightly: "Who is Yuan Xiang, don't you know that the domain master still doesn't know? Do you believe that he is my son who killed your son, and when the fight between the Fengyun Domain Mansion and the Gold Medal Casino starts, his Xiaolong Shuzong will sit and reap the profits." ”

Hearing this, Qin Zheng immediately fell silent, and at that time, Yuan Xiang told him that a kid from Tianming City had killed the injured Qin Feng, so he immediately believed it, and immediately rushed to Tianming City to slaughter the city.

Then he learned from Han Tian's mouth that he was walking with Xiao Xie, so Qin Feng's matter was reasonable, and then the cold sky with the dragon pattern four paths killed Qin Feng.

Then all this is logical, no matter how you look at it, it looks like Xiao Xie's plan, so that Hantian was blackened, but Hantian was protected by the third princess.

Of course, Qin Zheng also doubted Yuan Xiang, but at this time, whether he questioned the Little Dragon Sect or the Gold Casino, it seemed that he could not get any benefits.

This was something he didn't expect, and now that his son was dead, he couldn't find the murderer, but he still had a headache, which made him almost collapse.

"Domain Master, do you still plan to continue to surround my casino so that I can't do business?" said the gambling demon's masked face to Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng's clenched fists trembled with force, he was unwilling, his son was dead, but he couldn't do anything.

Attacking the Gold Medal Casino, he didn't think about it, but the gambling demon is also a powerhouse in the Melting Pattern Realm, plus the Gold Medal Casino also has a master in charge, even if he relies on the Domain Guard to defeat the Gold Medal Casino, it will be a miserable victory, and it will definitely be cheaper for the Little Dragon Sect and the Beacon Gate at that time.

Halfway through, Qin Zheng slowly closed his eyes, exhaled deeply, and ordered, "Withdraw!"

So, Qin Zheng turned around and left the Gold Medal Casino, and those domain guards also left with "banging".

......

On the top of a tall building not far from the Gold Medal Casino, an old man in a gray robe looked at the Gold Medal Casino with a calm face and said softly: "There was no fight, hehe." (To be continued.) )