Zhang Yuan let out a roar, and suddenly all the flutes disappeared.

The people who were originally caught in the ups and downs of the sea snorted and broke away from the sea.

Their faces were shocked, and they hurriedly fired in all directions.

"Who saved us?"

"What a strong yang internal force! Whose lion's roar is this?"

```

Zhang Yuan's body turned over, and he had already returned to the shop and continued to eat noodles with his head bored.

Merit +45.

A blue light suddenly flashed by.

The shopkeeper and his fellow turned pale. I had palpitations, and I finally recovered.

"It's terrible, it's terrible, there are at least three people in Gaozhou City. ”

The shopkeeper was shocked.

Above the ship.

The white-shirted young man staggered, his face pale, and finally retreated to the mast and stabilized his body.

He vomited blood in his mouth, looked at the shattered ancient flute in his hand, and was horrified.

"Childe, Childe, are you okay?"

In the cabin, a few maids quickly walked out, their faces were discolored, and they hurriedly supported the white-shirted young man.

"Such a terrible internal force, not only broke my blue sea tide song, but also shattered my ancient flute, what kind of person is this? ”

His face was shocked.

The black-clothed young man frowned, and a cold voice suddenly came, "Brother Zhou, your blue sea tide song has been broken, and you are destined not to be my opponent, next time you will face me off, I will leave first." ”

He suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the shore, where the whistling sound seemed to be the street ahead.

He wanted to know, who was the other party?

If he is a young and strong man like him, then the internal strength is too deep.

There is a specialization in the art industry, and the 'East China Sea Monk' Zhou Xingtian's Bihai Chaosheng Song is powerful and unpredictable, and in terms of sound attack, he has always been alone, and it is so difficult to break his music.

Could it be that it was the legendary lion's roar just now.

After he rushed into the street, the white-shirted young man's face turned pale, and he said, "There must be a grandmaster in Gaozhou City, even if he is not a grandmaster, he is also at the top of the list, go, help me go over and have a look." ”

The maids on both sides supported him and hurried towards the shore.

Many people on the shore looked surprised, and they quickly reacted.

"Let's go, let's take a look!"

"Most of them are Shaolin masters. ”

```

Suck yo-yo.

Zhang Yuan quickly finished eating the noodles in his hand, and was about to ask for another bowl, when suddenly his ears moved, and there was a slight sound of breaking the air in the distance.

"Boss, check out. ”

After patting a piece of silver on the table, Zhang Yuan got up and left.

Time is pressing, and there is no time to entangle, otherwise, according to his previous character, if he is approached, he will inevitably make friends and make a show.

Not long after Zhang Yuan left, a young man in black quickly rushed into the shop, his eyes shooting around, and his brows furrowed.

"Shopkeeper, did anyone sit here just now?"

The young man in black asked.

"There was a teenager who was not very old and had just walked far. ”

The shopkeeper said.

"Teenager?"

The young man in black frowned and asked, "Where did he go?"

"East. ”

The shopkeeper immediately pointed out the direction.

The young man in black chased after him directly.

After a while, the white-shirted boy also rushed out, his face was pale, and after seeing the empty shop, his eyes were stunned, and he said, "I actually left." ”

"Shopkeeper, did anyone leave just now?"

The maid next to him asked crisply.

"There was a teenager who had just left. ”

The shopkeeper said.

I wondered why the two of them came to him one after another?

"A teenager?"

The white-shirted boy looked surprised and said, "Not a monk?"

"It's not. ”

The shopkeeper shook his head in more and more confusion.

How can it be a monk?

At this time, a group of Jianghu guests in the distance also rushed over.

"Shopkeeper, did a monk just go here?"

"Did you hear the whistling?"

Many Jianghu guests asked.

The shopkeeper's face was puzzled.

"No, just a teenager, going over there. ”

Again, he pointed the way.

Many Jianghu guests immediately chased after them.

"Childe, are we going to chase?"

A maid asked.

"No need. ”

The white-shirted boy shook his head slightly, suppressed the injury, and said: "The one who can break my flute must be at the top of the list, it's not that my flute sound is not subtle enough, what I'm missing is just internal strength, let's wait for it, and when the list comes out next month, you will know who is the person who broke my blue sea tide song?"

Several girls next to her nodded.

This place is located in Gaozhou City, there are many people, and it is inevitable that the six doors will be indispensable to catch the wind and catch fast.

Next month's list will be updated, and everything will be revealed.

One of them said crisply: "Childe's Bihai Chaosheng Song is left by the predecessors of the East China Sea, it is mysterious and unpredictable, and it can be pointed directly to the sky in the future, and a failure does not mean anything." ”

The white-shirted boy nodded.

```

Out of Gaozhou City, Zhang Yuan directly exerted his speed to the extreme, and rushed towards the distance, his body was shrouded in golden light, and he quickly disappeared.

Ruan Erlang chased after him all the way, and rushed all the way to the outside of Gaozhou City, without seeing any figure of Zhang Yuan.

His brows furrowed, thoughtful, so he had to stop and walked back to Gaozhou City.

Late at night.

Inside the castle of Xinling.

In the abandoned ancient house, it is quiet and terrifying.

Suddenly, the door of the ancient mansion opened slightly, and a sneaky figure walked in, looked left and right, and shouted in a low voice: "Gang Master Xue, Gang Master Xue." ”

Call!

Behind him, there was a sound of breaking through the air, and a figure fell behind him.

The figure was startled, and hurriedly turned around, secretly relieved.

"Gang Master Xue, I have already found out what you asked me to help you check. ”

The sneaky figure whispered.

Xue Qing looked at him without saying a word.

The sneaky figure frowned, and said in a low voice: "Song Tianyuan of the Yamen catches the head, his whereabouts are indeed a little weird, he often goes to a place, it seems to be the shipyard in the north of the city."

Click!

As soon as the words fell, Xue Qing's palm landed on his chest, shattering his heart.

The man's eyes widened in disbelief, and the body slowly collapsed.

A red light appeared on Xue Qing's face, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly his body turned vertically and disappeared here.

The night was silent again.

Not much.

On the street outside, there was the singing of drunken ghosts, and a group of drunk Jianghu guests supported each other, singing unintelligible vernacular slang songs.

On the side of the street, a black stray dog was digging on the ground.

Hearing their singing, he was startled, his hair exploded, and he hurriedly barked at their dogs, babbling and barking.

"What a dead dog, I dare to laugh at my brothers, today my brothers will kill you and use you to make a hot pot. ”

A quackler laughed drunkenly.

"Yes, dog meat hot pot, the most chewy. ”

The others laughed.

The black dog suddenly let out a terrible howl, as if it had seen the most terrible thing, and hurriedly grabbed its tail and fled in a hurry into the distance, screaming as it ranched, and soon disappeared.

"Hahaha, cowardly coward, don't go if you have the ability. ”

The first charlatan laughed.

He was drunk and was about to go forward again.

Suddenly, his face was stunned, and he was a little puzzled.

Qi Kuai, why don't your friends talk?

He turned around slowly, and suddenly, his face was dazed.

"What about people?"

There was an empty space behind him.

The partners who were still laughing just now were all gone in the blink of an eye.

"Damn, what about people? ”

The charlatan shouted.

No response was heard.

He was drunk and confused, his body shook a few times, and finally he stood firm, and continued to walk into the distance, scolding as he went.

A row of blood-colored footprints appeared on the ground, following his steps, all the way away'''

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