The hole in the ceiling was broken by two tridents. A man in white landed quickly on the ground, eventually landing on one knee.

The whole process was very skillful, the man smiled slightly, looked at Xiao Jinghan and Cang Haizhu, and finally turned his gaze to the little second who had died on the ground.

"Qing Hai!" Xiao Jinghan looked at Qing Hai in surprise.

After listening to Xiao Jinghan's words, Qingchai saluted him. Then he took the two halberd forks in his hand and looked at Canghaizhu.

"Green Dragon Tattoo....... When is it ......" Cang Haizhu turned to look at Xiao Jinghan and asked him with a puzzled and stunned look.

Xiao Jinghan said faintly, "It's been a while. ”

"Then now you are the guardian of Qinglong Street, what about the previous generation of Qinglong Messenger?"

As soon as Cangzhu's tears fell, Qingchai's trident stabbed directly at Canghaizhu's neck.

The whole process was very fast, Xiao Jinghan didn't react, and saw that he had already made a move.

Cang Haizhu held the iron sword in his hand, his body leaned back, and the tridents of the green branches rubbed against each other, making a piercing sound, and finally came to the door of the Star Tea Workshop.

At this time, Canghaizhu was ready to die. But only to hear the sound of "bang", the gate of the Star Tea Shop and the walls on both sides of the door were broken at the same time, and the earth was flying.

The door fell straight to the ground, as if a person was on the verge of death, leaning down and lying on the ground quickly. The tiles of the walls also fell to the ground one by one.

The ground in front of the door was a mess.

A few wicked people in the rivers and lakes had a bad smell on their bodies, and a smell of smell as if they hadn't taken a bath for a few days, and they had a lot of guys on their bodies, pestles at the door of the fang, as if they had been waiting for a long time.

The collapse of the gate and wall was not the work of Qingzhu's trident, Xiao Jinghan clearly saw that it was done by those wicked people in the rivers and lakes.

One of them has a bald head, a plum blossom tattoo on his head and right shoulder, holding a big knife in his right hand, his hands are on the hilt, the blade is perpendicular to the ground, and it makes a "boom" sound, "Qingchai, I, Dongfang Meisi, specially came here to challenge you, but I didn't expect you to shrink your head turtle and shrink here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the big knife on his right shoulder, and his eyes were extremely hideous, but it seemed that something was still missing.

Dongfang Meisi looked at a few people in the workshop.

"What's the situation?" Xiao Jinghan turned his head back, looked at Qingchai, and asked suspiciously.

Qingchai sneered softly, "A few people in the rivers and lakes, they have nothing to do every day, and they want to find me alone." ”

Before Xiao Jinghan could respond, he carried his two tridents, raised his feet suddenly, raised his feet together, and put his hands together, holding the trident and waving it towards the guy, and continued to Xiao Jinghan while waving, "The leader of the tears is for you." ”

In mid-air, he drew a delicate arc, like a half moon. The only fly in the ointment was that the head almost hit the ceiling.

Dongfang Meisi looked at the trident that was swinging towards him, and immediately turned his right wrist, and the big knife instantly collided violently with the trident, only to hear the sound of "bang", and before the fight was finished, it was Xiao Jinghan's brocade cloth Wei Pu knife.

With a lightning speed, before he could react, the lower half of the mackerel was cut off. The fish lay still on the ground for an instant, not moving, and blood flowed on the ground.

Xiao Jinghan's face was splashed with blood, and in order to take revenge, he didn't say a word, and then he couldn't hide his ears and thunder. Canghai Tears' neck was directly cut with a bloody mark.

Cangzhu tears fell directly to the ground. The appearance of the dead is no different from Xiao Er.

Xiao Jinghan sighed and glanced at Qingchai, who was fighting.

As if he knew everything behind his back, Qing Hai smiled lightly, and immediately raised his feet to the other party's shoulders, and turned directly several times one hundred and eighty degrees. Dongfang Meisi also turned a few times with it. He fell to the ground in an instant, giving his gang a murderous look.

Qingchai's trident fell vertically and firmly to the ground, his body stood upside down, and his eyes looked at Xiao Jinghan. He pulled his feet back and did a backflip

The people on Qinglong Street, who were originally frightened by the wicked people in the rivers and lakes and hid, were already scared enough, and when they saw this scene, they all ran away in fear.

Soon, on this cross street, only the two sides of the fight remained.

Seeing this, the other wicked people in the rivers and lakes instantly slashed towards Qingchai, and this time, they had murderous intentions.

Seeing this, Qingchai instantly took a few steps back, stepped into the air, and finally landed steadily in the workshop. Then he quickly turned to look at Xiao Jinghan, "Let's go!"

As soon as the words fell, Qingchai's feet rose into the air, as if he was using the air as a staircase, and jumped up directly and jumped out of the hole that had just broken in.

Xiao Jinghan clenched his fist tightly while holding Pu Dao, a trace of sweat flowed out, looked at the people in the rivers and lakes who rushed towards him, and sighed, "I caused trouble, I ran away....."

Xiao Jinghan also borrowed the right shoulder of one of the middle-aged men in a yellow leather coat and stepped on it.

His shoulders tilted down as if they were being weighed down by something heavy. Xiao Jinghan took advantage of the situation and jumped out of the big hole effortlessly.

Everyone looked at the empty hole, their eyes were murderous, and they turned around at the same time with a tacit understanding and ran outside. Along the neighborhood, look for Xiao Jinghan and Qingchai.

They ran fast through the streets, and since there was no one around, they ran smoothly and unhindered.

I probably ran for a long time, and I happened to pass by the two people who were hiding against the wall in a very small alley.

Xiao Jinghan's upper half of his ragged clothes were already wet and sweaty. After chasing them for a long time, the Jianghu people who chased them left for a long time, then turned their heads, glanced at Qingchai, and said indifferently, "Brother... , I don't carry this pot..."

"Helper, I don't want you to carry it. Qingchai replied.

Their throats were slightly hoarse, and sweat was running down their chins.

"You say... What are you talking about?"Xiao Jinghan frowned.

"The second generation of helpers... Lord Xiao Jingpeng, that is, your father, life and death are unknown, and the gang is inside.... No one took care of it. Your second and third uncles are also missing. Your fifth uncle is in.... He died in battle three and a half years ago, and the fourth uncle ..... I will mourn him for three and a half years. The sixth uncle is in the land of the gods, and the seventh uncle is in the East Lake God... The Divine Sword Pavilion serves as the pavilion master and takes care of the affairs in the pavilion. You're the third generation again... Eldest son, you're not, who else is?" both sides were tired and breathless, and they spoke slowly.

The two of them sat on the ground at the same time with a puff of smoke. Qingchai is cross-legged, while Xiao Jinghan has his left foot straight, and his right foot is bent on the ground.

Xiao Jinghan seemed to be accustomed to Boss Zhou's movements, and shrunk his nose, "I'm just.... Never mind.... Let's get past this first. ”

After Xiao Jinghan finished speaking, he touched his head directly against the wall, took out the kettle in his pants, and took a sip.

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In the evening, Xiao Jinghan and Qingchai walked together on Chang'an Street, and they walked around the entire Chang'an City throughout the afternoon.

"After walking around, I didn't see anyone, so I should have run. Xiao Jinghan said with his tongue on his right cheek.

"It's just the outer ring. Qingchai twisted his neck and said.

The two soon came to Qinglong Street again.

And just as they were about to turn around, they found themselves stuck at the crossroads. Four people, gather in all directions.

Each of them had weapons on them, and they were massive, and from the naked eye, there were thirty or forty people on each side.

"Some are practitioners. Qingchai looked around.

At this time, the sky gradually darkens, and the sunset is slanting, with a hint of orange on the sunset. Illuminates the entire Qinglong Street.

On the eaves, the sun shines, as if it is shining a trace of warmth on the eaves that are about to witness the bloody battle, and there is no fear.