Chapter 68: Zuo Quanqin's routine

For a while, the two sides could only stalemate like this, and the soul power in the body was still so abundant, this strange phenomenon couldn't help but make Lin Cheng even more firm in his thoughts. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"It must have been that voice!, I must have done it myself."

"Good, good".

There was a sudden sound of clapping hands behind the black-robed men, Lin Cheng followed the prestige, separated a road left and right, clapped his hands, and the master of ceremonies Ling Hu slowly walked in front of everyone.

"Over the years, you are the first person who dares to make a big fuss about my Hu Qingdian."

"And the last one".

Grinning, he raised his hand and made a motion to wipe his neck, Lin Cheng laughed coldly.

"Because after today, this place will not exist."

"Really?".

Even though Lin Cheng's words were so provocative now, Master Linghu didn't seem to be angry at all, as if he shook his head with regret, and Master Linghu chuckled.

"Young man, the water is very deep in this, and it is not something you can mix."

"Really?".

With a stick stuck in his waist and combing his hair that had just been messed up from the fight, Lin Cheng also shook his head with a smile.

"Then do I have to try this water?"

"Sometimes, there is a price to be paid for making random decisions."

Those who can cultivate soul power all have a strong background behind them, so Lin Cheng can't go out from here anyway, first, the secrecy of this matter can't be known to outsiders.

Once outsiders know, once this matter spreads, the incident that caused it is not something that they and others can afford, and secondly, in the same way, if he is released, then the strong man behind him will seek revenge, which they can't afford.

"First of all, I apologize to you first, it is indeed our negligence to arrest you this time."

As soon as the words changed, his tone condensed slightly, and he immediately pulled out the sharp blade at his waist, and the master of ceremonies made Lord Fox shout angrily.

"But, today you killed so many of my brothers, you must pay for their lives!"

The arrival of Master Linghu made these originally disheartened men immediately have a backbone, and they saw their bosses rushing forward without hesitation.

"Ahh

The sound of squeaking and screaming sounded, and one by one they pounced on Lin Cheng like mad dogs, and now, Lin Cheng's life was not so easy.

A first-grade demon beast with a big knife that is about the same strength as himself, and a dozen dead soldiers who are like wolves and tigers and are not afraid of death, for a while, Lin Cheng is also a little difficult to deal with.

"Natal fighting skills, slash on the ground!".

The big knife slashed down diagonally, the speed was extremely fast, Lin Cheng wanted to dodge, but helplessly, the dozen or so black-robed men entangled Lin Cheng as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and for a while, Lin Cheng couldn't get out.

Finally, when Lin Cheng inserted the fine steel rod into the chest of a black-robed man, the knife slashed, and in a hurry, Lin Cheng suddenly took a big step to the side.

"Whew".

A wound from the shoulder to the lower abdomen slowly emerged, blood began to drip down the wound, Lin Cheng's eyes began to be in a trance, and at the same time, more than a dozen fine steel rods also smashed on Lin Cheng's body.

"Is this the end of this?".

The fluctuations of his heart became weaker and weaker, and in a trance, Lin Cheng only felt countless stick shadows appearing in front of his eyes, and a vague voice echoed in his ears.

"Hehe, boy, don't think about being a hero in the next life?".

"Am I guessing wrong?".

Lin Cheng slowly closed his eyes, perhaps, this time he was really planted here.

"If there is a next time, I must not do it."

Before he fell unconscious, this was the last thought in Lin Cheng's heart.

"Die!".

Grinning, grinning, brandishing a big knife and slashing down at Lin Cheng's head viciously, the knife exuded bursts of strong fluctuations, obviously, this time, Master Linghu was planning to kill him.

"Bang".

The big knife flew out upside down and slammed into the wall of the hall, slightly stunned, glanced at Lin Cheng, who was still trembling, and then looked at Lin Cheng, who fell to the ground and did not wake up, the master of ceremonies Linghu was a little stunned.

"This, what's going on!".

"Hehehe, such a good show, how can I be without my Zuo Quan Qin?".

Leisurely shook the fan in, looking quite free and easy, his eyes were slightly condensed, and the master of ceremonies Linghu was a little hesitant in his tone.

"Left Power Qin".

"Yes, it's down there."

Honestly admitted his identity, embarrassed, Zuo Quanqin teased.

"I have to say, your palace Niangniang's skills are really rare in the next life, if it weren't for the haste of the matter, it would be indispensable to ask your palace Niangniang for a few tricks.

"Boy, you dare to be so presumptuous today."

"Is it owed, is it itchy?"

It seems that the image of Zuo Quan Qin's cowardice on weekdays has been ingrained in the hearts of these people, and suddenly when he saw Zuo Quan Qin's coaxing appearance, many people subconsciously blurted out without turning their brains.

"Did you get that just now?".

The boss is the boss after all, and many aspects of the problem are different from those of his subordinates, just now, the suffocating power of that oppression, although it is only for a moment, but this is enough to make the master of ceremonies Linghu Lord not have any resistance in his heart.

"That's right".

Shaking the paper fan gently, Zuo Quanqin did not refute, his smile gradually put away, his voice gradually became colder, and with a slight smile, Zuo Quanqin put away the paper fan.

"After waiting for so many days, it's time to stop."

"Up".

With a wave of his big hand, the master of ceremonies Ling Fox shouted angrily, and more than a dozen black-robed men gritted their teeth and rushed towards Zuo Quan Qin with iron rods, while he himself turned around and ran.

"Go and inform the mother."

Master of Ceremonies Linghu thought so in his heart, but, hey, whose heart is it in front of?

Running, running, the master of ceremonies Ling Hu fell to the ground, the big hole in his chest couldn't stop flowing blood, the vitality in his eyes quickly dissipated, his head sank, and the master of ceremonies Ling Hu died like this.

There were corpses of black-robed men scattered on the ground, and he took out a handkerchief casually, wiped his hands carefully, and Zuo Quanqin said to himself helplessly.

"The light of rice grains also dares to compete with the bright moon?".

Throwing the handkerchief on the ground, Zuo Quanqin was about to raise his leg and leave, but suddenly, Lin Cheng, who was lying on the ground, attracted Zuo Quanqin's attention and was slightly stunned.

"By the way, did I do what that kid said just now?"

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