"What open and close the door, boy, are you burned?" Lin Yang asked.

"Hahaha, good, Xiao Qiyue, you really have a good eye. Chu Zijiang actually clapped his palms, took out a magnet and sucked it on the slate, and then grabbed it with a deep breath and lifted it up, and with a squeak, the bluestone slab was sucked up, revealing a tunnel.

Boom...... Cha......

"Lord Chu's flash flash!"

The accident happened, and at the same time as Xiao Qiyue shouted, Lin Yang kicked the thunder tiger away, and the silver-backed big knife in his hand slashed viciously at Chu Zijiang.

Although Chu Zijiang said that his skills were much higher than Lin Yang, the incident happened suddenly, and the distance between the two was too close, only about one meter, and he saw that the blade was only a few inches above his head with blood.

I'm dying!

Chu Zijiang roared angrily in his heart, and his head was desperately lowered to flash the blade, but it was estimated that half of his head would have to be cut off.

Suddenly, I felt a kick in my buttocks, and the blade peeled off a bloody scalp.

"You bastard...... It's a big deal ...... bad me," Lin Yang's eyes widened, looking at the iron handpiece that came out of his chest.

Xiao Qiyue had been staring at this guy, and he had planned it when he started.

It's just that Xiao Qiyue did a lot of calculations, but he didn't expect that Lin Yang's first target to kill was actually Chu Zijiang instead of himself.

So, as a last resort, I had to kick him away.

And here he stabbed his back with a glutinous rice holder, Lin ** looked down on Xiao Qiyue, thinking that he was only a half-step psychic realm at most.

I was only fooled by my own carelessness outside the camp before. Therefore, the focus is on Lei Hu and Chu Zijiang.

Who would have thought that someone stabbed a knife in the back, no, it should be said that it was a stabbing man.

The glutinous rice puff was seven inches in the flesh under the first style, and when the short spear made it, it directly pierced Lin Yang's body.

Syllable!

Lin Yang screamed miserably, and directly cut off a leg with an axe to Lei Hu.

"Why? I've been here in this Qingfeng camp for two years, and I've always been kind to you. Moreover, he is still ready to let you take over after leaving, why?" Chu Zijiang stared at Lin Yang with a murderous expression.

"Hahaha, I won't tell you!" The corners of Lin Yang's mouth actually hooked up a playful smile.

Even if Lao Tzu dies, he has to be a living 'fool'.

This is indeed enough to toss people.

I'm afraid Chu Zijiang will have to fall into this 'pit' for the rest of his life.

For example, was his enemy instructed him to do it?

However, who is the enemy, I will be uneasy for the rest of my life if I don't catch it.

"Say!" Lei Hu grabbed Lin Yang's neck fiercely.

"Phew!" As a result, Lin Yang was given a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and Lei Hu was so angry that he was about to break his neck.

"Get out of the way!" Xiao Qiyue stretched out his legs and kicked Thunder Tiger away.

"You dare to hit me?" Lei Hu jumped up and was about to commit murder, but he stopped Chu Zijiang, "Listen to the bald god and stop the bleeding." ”

No, even Chu Zijiang changed his name to 'bald god hunting'.

Dregs!

It's been a few days since I was struck by lightning, and I didn't look like I had long hair on one side, so I really want to be bald for the rest of my life?

And Xiao Qiyue pulled out a poisonous tooth from Lin Yang's mouth as soon as he picked it out, and the camp pharmacist immediately stepped forward and bandaged it simply.

Lin Yang wanted to die and refused to swallow the medicine, but he pinched his nose and stuffed it in.

Before he figured it out, of course Chu Zijiang wouldn't let Lin Yang die like this.

"My son knows why?" Xiao Qiyue glanced at Chu Zijiang and Lin Yang with a playful smile.

"Impossible!" Lin Yang shouted.

"Really?" Xiao Qiyue smiled mysteriously and said, "You are not Lin Yang at all. ”

"Xiao Gongzi, please speak. Chu Zijiang gave up his hand and hugged his fists.

"I'm not Lin Yang, who is Lin Yang, what a bald god! You are just a pile of stinky shit. Lin Yang sneered.

"Xiao Gongzi, do you know his details? Could it be that this fang has another name before?"

"Of course I don't know what he's going to do. Xiao Qiyue shook his head.

"I don't know what kind of stinky fart you put out?" Thunder Tiger clenched his fists like iron lumps.

It's just that Xiao Qiyue saved Chu Zijiang's life just now, and he couldn't have a seizure.

"So it's mysterious, Lord Chu, Li Dangyang hasn't been found yet, Xiao Qiyue wants to divert his attention and fish in troubled waters. Zhao Fangde said.

"Shut up! Zhao Fangde, what did you do?

Li Dangyang is your enemy, not only did you not try your best to arrest him, but you kept talking cool things on the side.

On the contrary, it is Xiao Gongzi, an outsider, who is dedicated to the public and the people, and is even willing to sacrifice his head.

What is this called, this is called chivalrous demeanor, the duty of a human being.

You Zhao Fangde, you are a lot older, you are still the patriarch of the Tianyang Zhao family, what have you done?

If you don't feel ashamed, you don't feel ashamed. If it weren't for your age, you would have asked someone to beat your ass and throw it out. Chu Zijiang was suddenly annoyed, like a subordinate.

"I ...... You...... You Chu Zijiang, you are too bullying, my Zhao family ...... "People want faces, trees and bark, Zhao Fangde's old face can't be hung up, he is not lightly angry, pointing at Chu Zijiang's lips trembling and talking is not good.

"Put down your dog's 'hooves', or you'll be greeted by the guards. Lei Hu stared at Zhao Fangde with a fierce expression.

"What am I, I am Chu Zijiang, don't you have a daughter Zhao Yingying who is abnormal?

Don't you just pull up the signboard of the Falling Moon Pavilion all day long and swagger around in a stinky and shameless way?

The Falling Moon Pavilion is one of the thirty-six major sects in the world.

However, can it be bigger than the Great Chu royal family?

Also, the Falling Moon Pavilion is the Falling Moon Pavilion of the world, not the Falling Moon Pavilion of your Zhao family. Chu Zijiang, a scholar, immediately became a debater, and as soon as the words came out, Zhao Fangde was so angry that he spit out a mouthful of old blood, and shouted, "Let's go, let's go!"

"Let's go! It's not over yet, your 100 sticks are still hanging. Chu Zijiang said coldly.

"You...... Why didn't you cut off Xiao Qiyue's head?" Zhao Fangde angrily accused.

"I have the final say on whether to cut off the head or not, and it is not your turn to be a shameless old lady with five or six people. Chu Zijiang was like eating a gun, and he fired a cannon, which bombarded Zhao Fangde's body and lost face.

With a poppy, a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and the man fell to the ground.

"Chu Zijiang, what about you being a distant relative of the royal family who can only be obtained by relying on eight poles? My sister is a disciple of the Lord of the Falling Moon Pavilion, isn't her identity as respectful as you?" Zhao Lang was angry and hurriedly helped his father up.

"Your sister, your sister, Zhao Yingying, right?

What if I don't give you face today? Come on, the Zhao family ignores my Qingfeng Black Armor Camp and provokes in many ways.

Even ignoring the majesty of the royal family, he dragged me out and threw a hundred military sticks out of the camp. Chu Zijiang was iron-hearted, and with an order, Lei Hu hit the head, and a group of people rushed up.

There was a burst of crackling sticks, and they were all beaten and thrown out of the camp.

The Zhao family relied on a baby daughter to be rude and rampant.

Now I met a master who didn't sell it, and they deserved to be unlucky, naturally, very happy.

Xiao Qiyue knew that Chu Zijiang was showing favor to himself, and he wanted to know the details of Lin Yang.

In return for the peach, Xiao Qiyue grabbed Lin Yang and held it on his face as if he was massaged, and the massage was very meticulous, from the forehead to the chin, and from the left face to the right cheek, massaged several times, making everyone think that this kid was suffering from madness, inexplicable.

For a thousand breaths, Xiao Qiyue's hand flashed with cold light.