In the branch of the Blood Clothes Pavilion in the south of the city, an old man on crutches hurriedly pushed open the inner room and came to a cellar, which was very empty.

I saw a beautiful woman leading a group of warriors to practice plum blossom darts.

The old man held back his anger and shouted, "Chen Chanyu, you come out for me." ”

Chen Chanyu glanced at the old man, and the two came to a separate room.

The old man in front of Chen Chanyu is Meng Yan, the master of the Blood Clothes Pavilion, who is a martial artist in the late congenital stage, and the people in the rivers and lakes call the blood old demon Meng Yan. Whether it is martial arts or status, it is famous.

Meng Yan stared at Chen Chanyu and said angrily: "Why are you arrogant, attacking the Cai family of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and dispatching the plum blossom secret guard." ”​

Chen Chanyu was a little weak-hearted, and replied: "Pavilion Master, today is the third anniversary of my deceased husband's death, and I want the blood of the Cai family to comfort my husband's soul in the sky." ”

Meng Yandao scolded angrily: "Chen Chanyu, you are confused! Do you know that if you do this, it will only anger the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and it may even pull our Blood Cloak Pavilion into the water, didn't you promise that I can't easily show up on the rivers and lakes, so I will protect you." ”

Chen Chanyu was unconvinced and said: "Pavilion Master, are we still afraid that the Heavenly Dao Alliance will not be formed!"

Meng Yan glanced at Chen Chanyu indifferently and said, "It's not that I'm afraid, but it's not necessary, I hope you can put yourself in a clear position, and there is no need for my Blood Cloak Pavilion to fight against the Heavenly Dao Alliance for you." ”​

Chen Chanyu's face turned pale and said, "Master Meng, what about the Plum Blossom Secret Guard?"

Meng Yan walked out of the room on crutches and dropped a sentence: "If there is a next time, you will leave by yourself with the plum blossom secret guard, and my Blood Clothes Pavilion Temple will not be able to accommodate your big Buddha." ”​

Chen Chanyu and her entourage burst into tears at the corners of their eyes, the bleak night couldn't express Chen Chanyu's cold heart, the hatred of Feihuamen weighed her breathlessly, if the Blood Clothes Pavilion didn't protect them, in front of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, which had a huge disparity in strength, their end would only be death.

The night will always pass, and in the early morning of the next day, when the sun is just a little warm, Chu Xiao's injury has recovered, and he is practicing the Flying Eagle Three Styles in the courtyard, and the Sword Breaking Martial Arts, and the most important thing is the Flying Cloud Footwork Style.

With the assistance of Qingdan Pavilion's elixir Lion Tiger Pill and Chunyuan Dan, Chu Xiao's strength and Tianyi Heart Method had been greatly improved.

Chu Xiao's figure moved around in the courtyard, immersed in martial arts to the fullest, although Chu Xiao's martial arts talent and physique were a little worse, but fortunately, God rewarded hard work, and Chu Xiao also deeply believed that his efforts would not be in vain.

The sound of the sword roaring constantly came from the tip of the Cold Moon Treasure Knife, and the sound of breaking the wind after rubbing against the air, it was very stable under the control of Chu Xiao's powerful internal force, the only thing lacking was that the tricks were always incoherent, and the destructive power of the martial arts style was there, but you couldn't keep amplifying the moves against people!

After the duel with Chu Yun, Chu Xiao seriously discovered this problem, but there was no good solution at the moment, so he could only look at the opportunity.

After all the cultivation was completed, it had taken almost an hour, and it was also the hour of the hour, that is, around eight o'clock in the morning.

Xiaohuan saw Chu Xiao, who had finished cultivating, and came over with breakfast and said, "Young master, young master, this is early." ”

Chu Xiao sat down on the small stone pier in the courtyard, breakfast was good, the dried meat of the sand cow consumed by the alien beast, and a large bowl of goat milk from the alien beast black-bone sheep, as well as two flatbreads.

Chu Xiao took a big gulp, he had just cultivated a lot of strength, and the food supplement was different from the pill, and he had no side effects.

Xiaohuan looked at Chu Xiao eating and smirked.

Chu Xiao glanced at Xiaohuan and said, "Xiaohuan, what are you smiling at?"

Xiaohuan had a handkerchief to wipe the flesh foam from Chu Xiao's mouth, and said gently: "Young Master, you have changed a lot from before! ”

When Chu Xiao heard this, he paused and asked softly, "Xiaohuan, did you say that people will change!"

Xiaohuan shook his head and said: "Xiaohuan doesn't know, but Xiaohuan will never change to the young master, and the young master will always be the most important person in Xiaohuan's life." ”

Chu Xiao looked at Xiaohuan's crystal clear eyes and said with relief: "Xiaohuan, thank you!"

Xiaohuan's big eyes smiled like a crescent moon, and said, "Young Master, thank you for what you said!"

Chu Xiao lightly knocked on Xiaohuan's head and said, "Dare to laugh at your young master!" ”

Looking at Xiaohuan's angry and aggrieved appearance, Chu Xiao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and muttered, "Chen Sanpao, I really don't want that person to be you." ”

A disciple of the Chu family pushed the door in, trotted to Chu Xiao's side, and shouted: "Young Master Chu Xiao, Young Master Chu Xiao, there is a Tang Jun named Tang Knife Factory outside the door, saying that he is your friend, and now we are waiting outside the door of the Chu family to report." ”

Chu Xiao got up and said, "Yes, Xiaohuan, you tell the maid to clean up, and I'll go see my friend." ”

Xiaohuan said obediently: "Okay, young master!" Although there are four maids now, Xiaohuan still does it himself in terms of serving Chu Xiao. It's also done in all aspects.

Chu Xiao took the Cold Moon Treasure Knife and went out of the courtyard with the children of the side department, in case he met people like Chu Yan and Chu Yun, it was better to bring weapons after all, and he also had the capital to deal with the enemy.

Some of the children of the side line whose qualifications and martial arts are not so good, will participate in the two professions of the family's nursing home and personal guard, and continue to stay in the Chu family in this way to serve the Chu family.

Nursing the courtyard is a series of miscellaneous tasks such as the Chu family patrolling day and night, standing guard, passing on messages, running errands, and maintaining normal order.

For example, if Chu Xiao goes to that tribe to develop in the future, he can pick some guards to go with him at that time, and the cooperation between the two sides will take at least three years before it can be terminated, so many of them are loyal to each other, and the quality of the guards is obviously higher than that of the nursing home.

Chu Xiao is also a little famous now, defeating Chu Yun to step into the elite list, which is still a great pride for the young and ordinary Chu family, but Chu Xiao himself really disagrees, Chu Xiao is a proper pragmatist, no matter how good the name is, real interests are fundamental.

From the inner courtyard to the outer courtyard, there is still a distance, but fortunately, Chu Yan did not encounter neuropathy, and came to the gate of the Chu family smoothly.

Tang Jun saw Chu Xiao and said happily: "Chu Xiao, I haven't seen you for a few days, I miss it a little." ”

Chu Xiao smiled and said, "Each other!" The two entered the Chu family together.

Tang Jun said with emotion: "Tut-tut, Chu Xiao, your Chu family is really prosperous, our Tang Knife Factory doesn't know how many years it will take to compare?"

There were three side disciples on the side, among whom the young man in brocade sneered: "The small knife factory, dare to be compared with my Chu family, it's just a dog's guts!"

Chu Xiao frowned and asked, "What kind of stupid are you!"

The young man in brocade raised his head, he didn't know that he thought he had cervical spondylosis, and replied with a proud look: "Master, my name is Chu Mo, and Chu Xiong on the elite list is my eldest brother, so I'm afraid!"

Tang Jun had also heard that this Chu family's elite list was the most powerful young generation of the Chu family, even if it was Tang Jun, who was a side of the Chu family, he didn't want to mess with it, so he pulled Chu Xiao's sleeve and said softly: "Chu Xiao forget it!" Tang Jun didn't want to make trouble for Chu Xiao.

Chu Xiao took out a token and gave it to Chu Mo, and Chu Mo trembled and said, "You are Chu Xiao, Chu Xiao who just defeated Chu Yun." ”

Chu Xiao was surprised: "I didn't expect that you stupid person also knows me!"

Although Chu Mo didn't know why this Chu Xiao called himself stupid, it shouldn't be a boast to be a stupid word, if someone can defeat Chu Yun, they will take themselves in their eyes! A good man doesn't suffer immediate losses.

Chu Mo bowed and said, "Young Master Chu Xiao, I'm sorry. ”

Chu Xiao squinted and said, "You should apologize like my friend." ”

Chu Mo bowed and said, "This big brother, I'm sorry. ”

Tang Jun hurriedly helped him up and said, "Don't dare, don't dare." ”

Chu Xiao and Tang Jun walked towards the small courtyard of the Chu family, and with the episode just now, Tang Jun didn't talk much along the way.

A young man in brocade clothes on the side fanned the flames towards Chu Mo and said, "Brother Mo, this Chu Xiao is too arrogant, you should tell your eldest brother to teach him a lesson." ”

Chu Mo scolded: "Chu Xiao was here just now, you don't even dare to let out a fucking fart, you sha, get out of Lao Tzu!"

Chu Mo felt happy in his heart, he didn't expect to scold Sha Xiao so comfortably, as for letting his brother take the risk of fighting with Chu Xiao, just for a breath, Chu Mo still felt that it was not worth it, and the most important thing was that Chu Xiao was a descendant.

On the streets of the city, Fang Ming proudly led thousands of people to patrol the city, and when he passed by small forces, Fang Ming personally led the protector into the courtyard room to search, those people dared to be angry and did not dare to speak.

However, both the big and medium-sized forces Fang Ming will not be offended, Fang Ming also has a purpose that is prestige, he wants his enemies to fear him. Recently, he has had friction with Xu Rong, the little barbarian king of the South Pavilion of the Blood Clothes Pavilion, and has suffered several small losses, which makes the prestige of the southern city significantly weaker than that of the little barbarian king Xu Rong, and there are not many small forces in the city, and the meaning of the Heavenly Dao Alliance is to let you know the importance we attach to the remnants of the Feihuamen.

Fang Ming held the power in his hand, and rode the desert horse to the branch in the south of the city of the Blood Clothes Pavilion in the south of the city, and the thousands of people behind him were really powerful, and the dust was everywhere.

Xu Rong held a big knife tightly around his waist and stood in front of the Blood Clothes Pavilion in the south of the city, and there were a large number of elites of the Blood Clothes Pavilion behind him, at least six or seven hundred people, lined up.

Xu Rong looked at his old opponent Fang Ming's menacing approach and asked, "Fang Ming, what are you trying to do here, attacking my Bloody Pavilion?"

Fang Ming sat on the desert horse, looking at Xu Rong condescendingly, and now there was a burst of darkness, and he could finally suppress Xu Rong.

Fang Ming said awe-inspiringly: "Brother Xu, you don't know, yesterday the Cai family under the jurisdiction of our Heavenly Dao Alliance was attacked by the remnants of the Feihua Sect, and more than 300 people were killed. ”

Xu Rong replied: "Then why don't you go to find your murderer, what are you doing in my Blood Clothes Pavilion!

Fang Ming quibbled: "The remnants of the Feihuamen are very cunning, I'm afraid that they will sneak into your Blood Clothes Pavilion, and bother Brother Xu to make it convenient, let us go in and search." ”

Xu Rong was so angry that he laughed, and shouted: "Bastard, what do you think is my Blood Cloak Pavilion, you can search for it." As he spoke, he stared at Fang Ming with a fierce gaze.

Fang Ming saw that he tore his face and splashed dirty water: "Xu Rong, you are in the way like this, there is a ghost in your heart." ”

Xu Rong scolded: "With your second uncle, Fang Ming, you are completely a personal vendetta and a blame for blame." ”

Fang Ming shouted loudly: "Xu Rong, do you want to let it or not." ”

Xu Rong glared angrily, and said, "I'll let you second uncle, unless you step on my corpse today, it's true that the people of our Blood Clothes Pavilion eat dry rice!"

Fang Ming's eyes narrowed and said, "Xu Rong, don't you really dare?"

Xu Rong replied angrily: "You try!"

Both sides don't give in to each other, the identities of the two are almost the same, and the martial arts are also similar, and they are both developing in the south of the city, so they don't like each other.

Fang Ming shouted, "Someone!" Just as he wanted to give an order, he was stopped by a voice.

"Hall Master Fang, you came to our Blood Cloak Pavilion early in the morning with so many people, do you want to declare war on us?"

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