"Qinghetang."

Jing Bao raised his eyes, his thoughts were still in Jing He's heart, and he said in a deep voice, "Go to the headquarters of Qinghetang." ”

Zhuge Qing slowed down the car, nodded slightly, and pressed the big walkie-talkie with the antenna: "Keep up, go to Qinghetang." ”

"I just want to delay going to Qinghetang for a few days, but they can't hold back." Jing Bao's round eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression seemed to be a replica of Jing He, arrogant and arrogant.

The sound of cassette tapes came over the intercom.

"Pigs! You won't call me when you go to Qinghetang?! I happen to have something to go to, too. Xuan Xiaohua shouted on the other end of the intercom.

By the window, a black motorcycle had already sped past.

Zhuge Qing smiled awkwardly at Jing Bao in the rearview mirror and said, "Xuan Xiaohua is also very good at fighting, especially good at using poison. ”

Jing Bao's mind was no longer in the car, and he had already drifted to Jing He's side.

Qinghetang, the plaque on the wooden door depicts these three characters with a brush.

Jing He's hands were tied, and he followed the bearded man safely, pausing at the side door of the lobby.

"Why don't you leave?" The younger brother looked at Jing He worriedly and asked.

Jing He retracted the foot he wanted to lift, turned around, walked to the position of the main entrance, arrogantly raised his foot and stepped over, and raised his eyebrows at the bearded man without changing his face: "Let's go." ”

The bearded man glanced at Jing He with disdain, and said in a deep voice, "Settle down." ”

The younger brother opened his mouth and didn't say anything for a long time.

In Qinghe Hall, only the hall master can walk through the main entrance.

In the middle of the courtyard is the lobby.

In the hall, a middle-aged man sat on the main seat in a vintage coat.

"You are Jing He?" The hall master asked in a deep voice.

Jing He raised his head arrogantly, glanced at the hall master with disdain, and said lightly: "What am I doing looking for your aunt and grandmother?" ”

The hall master's eyebrows were cold, he moved his beard, and said in a deep voice: "Ignorant child, when you die, you will only have a hard mouth. ”

"Hmph." Jing He snorted coldly, and there was disdain between his eyebrows, "I haven't come to you yet, but you came to me first." ”

The hall master didn't think that Jing He would bring anything, half raised his eyebrows, and said, "What are you doing when you come to me?" ”

"Nothing." Jing He said lightly, lowering his eyes slightly, his fingers moved flexibly, and he threw the hemp rope on his hand to the ground, his eyes narrowed dangerously, "I just want to take your dog's life." ”

A small knife flew out at an extremely fast speed, stabbing into the hall master's arm.

"Ahh

"Someone, someone!"

The hall master got up in a panic and shouted loudly.

The brother who tied Jing He stood aside and watched, the younger brother was a little flustered and wanted to step forward, but the elder brother grabbed the younger brother and pulled him back.

Jing He glanced back slightly, met the eyes of the bearded man, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and a grabber slipped out of the cuff and stabbed at the people who swarmed forward.

There were not many people in the church, but there were fifty or sixty.

Jing He stepped on the people in front of him, flipped in the air and fell to the rear, knocking down the people who came in clusters, and in less than ten minutes, he knocked down all the people in the hall.

The hall master of Qinghe hung up the phone he had just connected, trying to deter Jing He with his majesty.

"I'm telling you, soon, the people of Qinghetang will come, whether it is the branch or the headquarters."

Jing He wiped off the blood on his hands, like a devil who had just been stained with blood, stepped forward and stepped into the inner hall.

The hall master of Qinghe held the tea cup and smashed it at Jing He's body, shouting: "Come on!" ”

There was a cacophony behind him, chaotic footsteps.

"Be careful!"

The younger brother hid in the shadows and screamed loudly.

Jing He flexibly turned over and jumped, dodging the dagger stabbed behind him, his eyes were bloodshot, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his mouth.

Since returning to China, she has rarely been able to have fun with people.

"Today, I'm satisfied."

Jing He rushed into the crowd at an extremely fast speed, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The hall master of Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the chaotic crowd at the door, he was sure that Jing He couldn't hold it, and said loudly: "If you struggle again, be careful that I will directly kill you." ”

The screams continued, and the hall master looked at the situation, his face changed slightly, and he nervously leaned on his chair.

There was another commotion at the door, and a motorcycle led more than 20 cars to stop at the entrance of Qinghetang.

Xuan Xiaohua jumped off the motorcycle and said in a loud voice: "Who is so bold and dares to arrest my Xuanmen people." ”

As soon as the hall master saw the mark of Xuanmen, his heart trembled, but he quickly calmed down, after all, the deafening power of Xuanmen was only abroad.

"In Nanguan, my Qinghetang still has a section of Gaoxuanmen." The hall master said loudly, "This person is wanted by the Xu family, and you don't want to be enemies of the Xu family, right?" ”

"Hahaha, joke." Xuan Xiaohua looked at the group of people fighting lightly, until she caught a glimpse of the injury on the hand of the person in the center of the fight, her eyes instantly became cold, and she gritted her teeth and said, "You have to get it too." ”

With that, he rushed into the crowd.

"Qinghe old man! Your hall has been surrounded by the Xuanmen! Zhuge Qing swaggered into Qinghe Hall.

Qinghe Hall's face froze, he looked up, there were several helicopters flying overhead, his legs were weak, and he turned around and wanted to escape.

From the crowd, a dagger flew out and plunged into his calf.

Xuan Xiaohua hurriedly turned over and jumped into the hall, grabbed the hall master of Qinghe Hall, and pressed him to the ground.

Hundreds of people in the hall fell to the ground in an instant, grinning in pain.

In the middle of a bunch of people lying on the ground, Jing He's white clothes were dyed bloody, she wiped the blood off her face, lowered her eyes and looked at the people rolling on the ground, and opened her voice lightly: "Shut up Lao Tzu, a little flesh wound, what are you shouting?" ”

She didn't do anything ruthless, she just slashed them a few times.

The people of Qinghetang looked at Jing He, their faces were full of fear, as if they were looking at a monster, and even a few crawled out of the lobby.

Zhuge Qing fixed his eyes on the woman standing in the crowd, his pupils shrank, and he shouted: "It's you?" Jingbao his mother! ”

The ruthlessness in Jing He's eyes had not yet dissipated, and when he looked over, the whole person looked like a grim reaper coming from hell.

Zhuge Qing swallowed his saliva and slapped it on the head.

He should know that the woman who can give birth to such a monster as Jingbao should not be a normal person.

It's just that this one person killed hundreds of people, is this really just abnormal?

No, why does Xuan Xiaohua care about her so much?

"Shadow, how to deal with it?"

Inside the hall, Xuan Xiaohua asked in a loud voice.

Zhuge Qing was petrified at the door in an instant, his mouth was open for a long time and he couldn't close it, and stammered and asked: "Shadow, shadow, shadow, shadow lord, where is it?" ”

Jing He coldly retracted his gaze, walked to the lobby, looked unruly, stepped on the chair with one foot, and asked casually: "Old man, whose life do you want?" ”

"No, no, no." The hall master pressed his injured leg, sweating profusely and panting in a low voice.

Jing He raised his eyebrows slightly: "What did you say?" I didn't hear you. ”

Xuan Xiaohua slapped the hall master on the back and scolded sharply: "Did you hear it, our Lord Ying asked you to be louder." ”

"Ahh The hall master's face turned pale suddenly, "You, you, you say, who is she?" ”

Xuan Xiaohua retracted her gaze in disgust and said coldly, "You don't need to know. ”

"She's a shadow!" The hall master suddenly shouted, "Ah! She's a shadow, how could it be! How could the shadow be in Nanguan! ”

Shadow, the number one killer of the Xuanmen, can frighten them just by hearing the name. He actually wanted to catch the shadow!

Jing He lowered his hand and pulled out the knife inserted in the hall master's leg, wiped the blood clean with the hall master's clothes, and asked lightly: "Old man, let me ask you once, where is the employment record of your hall?" ”

"No, that doesn't tell you." The hall master gritted his teeth and kept his principles.

Jing He's face sank.

"In, in, in the backyard, I'll have someone take you!"

"Hmph." Jing He snorted coldly and straightened up.

"But!" The hall master suddenly spoke again, "The head of Qinghe Hall is actually in the Lu family, and the authority there can only be used by the head of the Lu family. ”

"The Lu family?" Jing He paused, and said coldly, "Lu Yuchuan? ”

"Yes, yes." The hall master wiped his cold sweat, thinking that Jing He was scared, and finally calmed down a little.

After all, in Nanguan, the head of the Lu family is the sky.

Xuan Xiaohua looked at Jing He and was about to speak, when she saw Jing He walking in unhurriedly.

"Lead the way."

Xuan Xiaohua hurriedly asked, "What about these people?" ”

"Accepted." Jing Hefeng said lightly, raised his steps and disappeared at the door of the hall.

"Are you really not afraid of the Lu family?" The hall master asked sweatingly.

Xuan Xiaohua looked at Jing He's dashing back, raised her foot and kicked the hall master's thigh, and said in a deep voice: "Ask a fart." ”

"Yes, yes, don't ask."

"Ahh Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! ”

There was a sudden deafening howl at the door.

Zhuge Qing banged his head against the tree as if he was crazy, and howled loudly: "Ah! She's a shadow! Shadow is a woman! Yes! Yes! ”

Xuan Xiaohua scratched her ears, flew over with a knife in her hand and stabbed it into the tree, and asked impatiently, "What's wrong with the woman?" ”

Zhuge Qing howled, stuck in his throat, in pain: "No, she is a shadow, she is my dearest shadow lord, adult, wait for me, wait for me!" ”

Zhuge Qing hurriedly rushed from the door into the backyard of Qinghetang.

The master of Qinghe Hall trembled on the side, and asked in a low voice, "I'm injured, can I go to the hospital?" ”

Xuan Xiaohua's dangerous eyes swept over the hall master's face and slowly narrowed.

The hall master hurriedly spoke: "You have all taken over Qinghetang, where else can I run, but my leg hurts so badly." ”

Xuan Xiaohua didn't want to care too much, so she withdrew her eyes lightly and said, "Get out." ”

"Yes, yes."

The hall master crawled out of Qinghe Hall with a rolling belt, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead as he ran.

————

Luk's Building.

"Master, the master of Qinghe Hall is here."

Lu Mu walked to the edge of Lu Yuchuan and said softly.

Lu Yuchuan's cold eyes raised slightly, the hand holding the pen paused, and said lightly: "What is he doing?" ”

"He said that Qinghetang was taken over by Xuanmen." Lu Mu half-bent over and whispered.

Lu Yuchuan casually signed his name on the document, threw the quill pen aside, and said in a deep voice: "Let him in." ”

"Yes."

Lu Mu soon brought it over to the hall master of Qinghe Hall.

The master of Qinghe Hall was dragged in and sat on the ground.

Lu Yuchuan looked at the blood on his body, his heart was disgusted, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said coldly: "What? With the name of the Lu family, you can't protect a hall? ”