"Let's go, let's go!"

Monk Yu Zhi, who was covered in cold sweat because of fear and pain, saw that Xiao Yan at this moment no longer had the intention of killing again, so he immediately laboriously picked up the unconscious young pavilion master, and whispered to everyone in Vientiane Pavilion to leave quickly.

So these Vientiane Pavilion entourage, who had not been able to live for a lifetime before, pretended to be profound, walked and climbed, climbed and dragged faint, and rushed out of the door without raising their heads. It was like encountering a river of strange rocks, and it was very tacitly divided into two groups, bypassing the scarred young man who stood in the middle of the hall in a fool.

And the three masters of the Vientiane Pavilion, at this time, were also full of hideous faces with lime powder, and under the leadership of Yu Zhi, they groped their way out of the door.

When it was over, Monk Yu Zhi, who had already stepped out of the threshold with one foot, suddenly stopped, he turned his head and looked at Xiao Yan, who was blind, and the expression on his face was also very hesitant, but after a while, he still gritted his teeth, as if he had decided something, and said in a deep voice:

"Boy, although I don't know who your name is, but I admire your courage, do you know who you provoked with such a move today?"

Seeing that Xiao Yan didn't pay attention to him, he was stunned, but finally shook his head and sighed, turned around and left.

Qi Zehui watched his friend's every move, and stood up cautiously against the wall, for fear that his body had not stabilized and he would accidentally enter the state of madness in great joy and sorrow.

But fortunately, Xiao Yan didn't seem to be affected, he still looked like he was stupid, staring at the sunset in the distance and not moving.

For a while, Qi Zehui didn't know whether he should be happy or more worried......

The sunset on the horizon was beautiful, but it was short-lived, and the orange-yellow light faded on the cold stone bricks at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in a few moments it was stepping over the threshold, over the wall, and retracting into the soft clouds in the distance.

It was also at this time that Xiao Yan came back to his senses, his infatuated expression instantly converged under indifference and ruthlessness, he still ignored the eyes of everyone around him, and picked up the wide strips of cloth scattered at his feet, and tightly wrapped them layer by layer tightly on the King Kong seat-

Of course, no one wants to disturb this ugly and cold young man who is full of anger at this time, and no one wants to provoke such a mysterious guy with scars on his face, extraordinary skills, and unknown origins.

Only the sharp-eyed Qi Zehui squinted his eyes, and keenly discovered the tiger's mouth of his friend's hands, and he didn't know when it had completely cracked, and blood flowed everywhere - the flesh and blood on the previous Hua Di was too frightening, and he didn't even notice the two obvious and shocking cracks, at this time, looking at Xiao Yan who was ticking bright red on his fingertips, Qi Zehui's heart swelled with an inexplicable sense of happiness for some reason-

It seems that even with some Vajra blessings, this guy is not as easy as it seems to be when he receives the combined blow of the three people......

At this time, Xiao Yan also set his sights on Qi Zehui's side-

"Are you leaving?"

He asked.

Staring at these pair of gray eyes without a trace of luster, Qi Zehui was stunned, and for a while he nodded in a ghostly manner, and responded:

"Let's go......"

But just when the two brothers turned around, a trembling voice suddenly came from behind them:

"Two, please stay. ”

The figures of the two suddenly stopped in place, Xiao Yan did not look back, Qi Zehui turned back, his expression was full of impatience and doubt. The latter looked at the young Taoist priest who stopped them, and had to ask in a deep voice, "Is there anything else?"

"The two of you made such a big deal today, if you just leave, how can you tell me Kunlun to give an explanation to the Vientiane Pavilion?" There was no trace of strangeness and embarrassment in the voice of the young Taoist priest, it seemed that it was a matter of course for this huge and upright family to give an explanation to the Vientiane Pavilion, which was both good and evil.

"What do you want to explain?" Qi Zehui sneered, "What, do you want to beat us up, or do you want to ask us to beat you up?"

"This ......" The young Taoist was stunned, he couldn't hear the good or bad in these words, and said with a wave of his hand: "It's none of our business whether to investigate or not, as long as we ask the two of you to leave your honorable name!"

As soon as these words came out, Xu Kunshan and the Tang Sect cast disdainful and surprised glances at the young Taoist, and Han Zhen's face became not very good-looking, but after all, he still didn't say anything to stop it.

"I'll just say, Banzha ......" Qi Zehui turned his head to look at his friend beside him, and said helplessly: "You shouldn't let those beasts go so easily, now it's okay, you have to join forces to bite us back......"

"I thought about keeping them too...... But after all, this is Kunlun's territory," Xiao Yan still didn't move, but just opened his mouth and responded: "If you kill them here, I'm afraid that the Kunlun faction in the future won't be too easy to ......."

"You're a good person!" Qi Zehui smacked his lips, shook his head and sighed: "It's all like this, and you're still thinking about these 'good people'!"

"What's the pity of these guys?" Xiao Yan coughed and said lightly: "If it weren't for the intersection with that Zhengxin old-timer before, looking at his old man's face, he would have burned down these dilapidated houses, what would it have to do with me?"

"Hahaha, I see!" Qi Zehui laughed a few times, patted Xiao Yan's shoulder sideways, turned his head, and the two walked in the direction of the door again, as if they didn't pay attention to the young Taoist's words at all.

Xiao Yan walked up to Hua Di's corpse, paused, and finally leaned down again—however, the young Taoist didn't seem to know anything about the severity or the bad, and he was a little anxious when he failed to do so, so he hurriedly took two steps forward and asked, "Wait, you haven't said yourself yet—"

Swish!

A sudden sound of breaking wind interrupted his words.

The cold light flashed, almost against the man's cheek and flew out, so fast that he couldn't see the trace clearly, only heard the sound of "ding", it turned out to be a bloodstained broken sword, which had been deeply pierced into the beam behind the Taoist at this time, and the solid hilt of the sword was still swaying and swinging like a fish's tail with residual strength, and the force was really terrifying. It was also at this moment that the young Taoist who was standing in place in a daze made an "oops", and a blood mark suddenly appeared on his cheeks, which were still white and smooth in the last second.

It was only now that the young Taoist really realized the horror of the two people in front of him, and when his brain was blank, his back was already covered with cold sweat.

"You're afraid of them, I'm not afraid of ......" The raised arm slowly drooped, and Xiao Yan's voice was cold and firm: "If you don't change your name, you won't change your surname, my name is Xiao Yan, my surname is Xiao, my name is Xiao." ”

After that, he ignored the Jianghu people in the hall, stretched out his hands, gently picked up Hua Di's body, and then, together with Qi Zehui, walked slowly but firmly towards the door.

The gathered group of Kunlun disciples did not dare to stop them, even if they drew their swords and faced each other, none of them took the initiative to step forward, but they cowered and reluctantly gave way to a wide road and let Xiao Qi and the others pass.

"The Kunlun faction, which used to be dominant, has now become such a minion......" Qi Zehui sighed, sighed in his heart, but as if he remembered something, he turned his head to look at his friend with a calm face on the side, and asked softly: "Banzha, what about your parents...... But are you still looking for it?"

"Looking for relatives?" Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows, then let out a sneer, and said lightly: "The Kunlun faction is about to run out, and the disciples in the sect are facing such a big right and wrong, and they are cowering like pigs and dogs, it is really pitiful and lamentable, sad and ridiculous! If my biological father and mother are in this group of people, it will be a great shame for me!"

He paused, glanced back, but quickly turned back with a playful face, and laughed softly to himself: "What kind of father and mother...... I should have known a long time ago that my father and mother died at the hands of the red-faced old devil twenty years ago, and Xiao Yan in this world is just a poor and ridiculous orphan!"

Qi Zehui smiled bitterly, but he could only lower his head and say no more.

After the two of them stepped out of the mountain gate of the Kunlun faction, he wanted to go down the mountain, but found that Xiao Yan stopped: "What's the matter, Banzha, is your hand hurting?"

Xiao Yan shook his head, looked around to himself, and after a long time, he finally locked his eyes on an extremely deep and dangerous mountain peak, pursed his lips, and did not speak.

Qi Zehui walked over, raised his hand to cover his forehead, followed the former's gaze and asked:

"That's ...... Where is it?"

"That's where Brother Liu Wanfeng was buried. Xiao Yan looked at the dead Hua Di in his arms, took a deep breath, and replied.

......

In the hall, everyone stared at the pool of blood in the room that had not yet coagulated, and their expressions were complicated.

"Today's Events...... What the Kunlun faction did was really an eye-opener for Hua......" The mysterious Tang Sect Master also took off his mask at this time, revealing a familiar face - it turned out to be Hua Yinmei, who had experienced the "Dragon Scale Duel" incident with Xiao Qi and the others in Hongye Villa. It's just that her current expression is not as soft and joyful as when they were separated in the past, but full of disdain and disgust:

"A hundred-year-old sect is not as good as a young junior in terms of morality in the rivers and lakes! It is really ridiculous and hateful!"

"The Kunlun faction, which has long been known all over the world, has done so, and my Tang Sect will definitely not come here to abuse and waste time, this 'Kunlun fetus'...... Hehehe, don't do it!" she slapped the table, and all the Tang Sect disciples behind her straightened up with Hua Yinmei, arched their hands towards Han Zhen Dao Chang and his head in an extremely perfunctory manner, and spit out two big words:

"Farewell!" "Let's go!"

Monk Yu Zhi, who was covered in cold sweat because of fear and pain, saw that Xiao Yan at this moment no longer had the intention of killing again, so he immediately laboriously picked up the unconscious young pavilion master, and whispered to everyone in Vientiane Pavilion to leave quickly.

So these Vientiane Pavilion entourage, who had not been able to live for a lifetime before, pretended to be profound, walked and climbed, climbed and dragged faint, and rushed out of the door without raising their heads. It was like encountering a river of strange rocks, and it was very tacitly divided into two groups, bypassing the scarred young man who stood in the middle of the hall in a fool.

And the three masters of the Vientiane Pavilion, at this time, were also full of hideous faces with lime powder, and under the leadership of Yu Zhi, they groped their way out of the door.

When it was over, Monk Yu Zhi, who had already stepped out of the threshold with one foot, suddenly stopped, he turned his head and looked at Xiao Yan, who was blind, and the expression on his face was also very hesitant, but after a while, he still gritted his teeth, as if he had decided something, and said in a deep voice:

"Boy, although I don't know who your name is, but I admire your courage, do you know who you provoked with such a move today?"

Seeing that Xiao Yan didn't pay attention to him, he was stunned, but finally shook his head and sighed, turned around and left.

Qi Zehui watched his friend's every move, and stood up cautiously against the wall, for fear that his body had not stabilized and he would accidentally enter the state of madness in great joy and sorrow.

But fortunately, Xiao Yan didn't seem to be affected, he still looked like he was stupid, staring at the sunset in the distance and not moving.

For a while, Qi Zehui didn't know whether he should be happy or more worried......

The sunset on the horizon was beautiful, but it was short-lived, and the orange-yellow light faded on the cold stone bricks at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in a few moments it was stepping over the threshold, over the wall, and retracting into the soft clouds in the distance.

It was also at this time that Xiao Yan came back to his senses, his infatuated expression instantly converged under indifference and ruthlessness, he still ignored the eyes of everyone around him, and picked up the wide strips of cloth scattered at his feet, and tightly wrapped them layer by layer tightly on the King Kong seat-

Of course, no one wants to disturb this ugly and cold young man who is full of anger at this time, and no one wants to provoke such a mysterious guy with scars on his face, extraordinary skills, and unknown origins.

Only the sharp-eyed Qi Zehui squinted his eyes, and keenly discovered the tiger's mouth of his friend's hands, and he didn't know when it had completely cracked, and blood flowed everywhere - the flesh and blood on the previous Hua Di was too frightening, and he didn't even notice the two obvious and shocking cracks, at this time, looking at Xiao Yan who was ticking bright red on his fingertips, Qi Zehui's heart swelled with an inexplicable sense of happiness for some reason-

It seems that even with some Vajra blessings, this guy is not as easy as it seems to be when he receives the combined blow of the three people......

At this time, Xiao Yan also set his sights on Qi Zehui's side-

"Are you leaving?"

He asked.

Staring at these pair of gray eyes without a trace of luster, Qi Zehui was stunned, and for a while he nodded in a ghostly manner, and responded:

"Let's go......"

But just when the two brothers turned around, a trembling voice suddenly came from behind them:

"Two, please stay. ”

The figures of the two suddenly stopped in place, Xiao Yan did not look back, Qi Zehui turned back, his expression was full of impatience and doubt. The latter looked at the young Taoist priest who stopped them, and had to ask in a deep voice, "Is there anything else?"

"The two of you made such a big deal today, if you just leave, how can you tell me Kunlun to give an explanation to the Vientiane Pavilion?" There was no trace of strangeness and embarrassment in the voice of the young Taoist priest, it seemed that it was a matter of course for this huge and upright family to give an explanation to the Vientiane Pavilion, which was both good and evil.

"What do you want to explain?" Qi Zehui sneered, "What, do you want to beat us up, or do you want to ask us to beat you up?"

"This ......" The young Taoist was stunned, he couldn't hear the good or bad in these words, and said with a wave of his hand: "It's none of our business whether to investigate or not, as long as we ask the two of you to leave your honorable name!"

As soon as these words came out, Xu Kunshan and the Tang Sect cast disdainful and surprised glances at the young Taoist, and Han Zhen's face became not very good-looking, but after all, he still didn't say anything to stop it.

"I'll just say, Banzha ......" Qi Zehui turned his head to look at his friend beside him, and said helplessly: "You shouldn't let those beasts go so easily, now it's okay, you have to join forces to bite us back......"

"I thought about keeping them too...... But after all, this is Kunlun's territory," Xiao Yan still didn't move, but just opened his mouth and responded: "If you kill them here, I'm afraid that the Kunlun faction in the future won't be too easy to ......."

"You're a good person!" Qi Zehui smacked his lips, shook his head and sighed: "It's all like this, and you're still thinking about these 'good people'!"

"What's the pity of these guys?" Xiao Yan coughed and said lightly: "If it weren't for the intersection with that Zhengxin old-timer before, looking at his old man's face, he would have burned down these dilapidated houses, what would it have to do with me?"

"Hahaha, I see!" Qi Zehui laughed a few times, patted Xiao Yan's shoulder sideways, turned his head, and the two walked in the direction of the door again, as if they didn't pay attention to the young Taoist's words at all.

Xiao Yan walked up to Hua Di's corpse, paused, and finally leaned down again—however, the young Taoist didn't seem to know anything about the severity or the bad, and he was a little anxious when he failed to do so, so he hurriedly took two steps forward and asked, "Wait, you haven't said yourself yet—"

Swish!

A sudden sound of breaking wind interrupted his words.

The cold light flashed, almost against the man's cheek and flew out, so fast that he couldn't see the trace clearly, only heard the sound of "ding", it turned out to be a bloodstained broken sword, which had been deeply pierced into the beam behind the Taoist at this time, and the solid hilt of the sword was still swaying and swinging like a fish's tail with residual strength, and the force was really terrifying. It was also at this moment that the young Taoist who was standing in place in a daze made an "oops", and a blood mark suddenly appeared on his cheeks, which were still white and smooth in the last second.

It was only now that the young Taoist really realized the horror of the two people in front of him, and when his brain was blank, his back was already covered with cold sweat.

"You're afraid of them, I'm not afraid of ......" The raised arm slowly drooped, and Xiao Yan's voice was cold and firm: "If you don't change your name, you won't change your surname, my name is Xiao Yan, my surname is Xiao, my name is Xiao." ”

After that, he ignored the Jianghu people in the hall, stretched out his hands, gently picked up Hua Di's body, and then, together with Qi Zehui, walked slowly but firmly towards the door.

The gathered group of Kunlun disciples did not dare to stop them, even if they drew their swords and faced each other, none of them took the initiative to step forward, but they cowered and reluctantly gave way to a wide road and let Xiao Qi and the others pass.

"The Kunlun faction, which used to be dominant, has now become such a minion......" Qi Zehui sighed, sighed in his heart, but as if he remembered something, he turned his head to look at his friend with a calm face on the side, and asked softly: "Banzha, what about your parents...... But are you still looking for it?"

"Looking for relatives?" Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows, then let out a sneer, and said lightly: "The Kunlun faction is about to run out, and the disciples in the sect are facing such a big right and wrong, and they are cowering like pigs and dogs, it is really pitiful and lamentable, sad and ridiculous! If my biological father and mother are in this group of people, it will be a great shame for me!"

He paused, glanced back, but quickly turned back with a playful face, and laughed softly to himself: "What kind of father and mother...... I should have known a long time ago that my father and mother died at the hands of the red-faced old devil twenty years ago, and Xiao Yan in this world is just a poor and ridiculous orphan!"

Qi Zehui smiled bitterly, but he could only lower his head and say no more.

After the two of them stepped out of the mountain gate of the Kunlun faction, he wanted to go down the mountain, but found that Xiao Yan stopped: "What's the matter, Banzha, is your hand hurting?"

Xiao Yan shook his head, looked around to himself, and after a long time, he finally locked his eyes on an extremely deep and dangerous mountain peak, pursed his lips, and did not speak.

Qi Zehui walked over, raised his hand to cover his forehead, followed the former's gaze and asked:

"That's ...... Where is it?"

"That's where Brother Liu Wanfeng was buried. Xiao Yan looked at the dead Hua Di in his arms, took a deep breath, and replied.

......

In the hall, everyone stared at the pool of blood in the room that had not yet coagulated, and their expressions were complicated.

"Today's Events...... What the Kunlun faction did was really an eye-opener for Hua......" The mysterious Tang Sect Master also took off his mask at this time, revealing a familiar face - it turned out to be Hua Yinmei, who had experienced the "Dragon Scale Duel" incident with Xiao Qi and the others in Hongye Villa. It's just that her current expression is not as soft and joyful as when they were separated in the past, but full of disdain and disgust:

"A hundred-year-old sect is not as good as a young junior in terms of morality in the rivers and lakes! It is really ridiculous and hateful!"

"The Kunlun faction, which has long been known all over the world, has done so, and my Tang Sect will definitely not come here to abuse and waste time, this 'Kunlun fetus'...... Hehehe, don't do it!" she slapped the table, and all the Tang Sect disciples behind her straightened up with Hua Yinmei, arched their hands towards Han Zhen Dao Chang and his head in an extremely perfunctory manner, and spit out two big words:

"Farewell!"