Chapter Eighty-Seven: On the Eve of the Storm
"Holy Lord is merciful!" said His Highness's subordinates. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
The little girl stood up and walked down the stairs, dressed in black, she only stayed by Zhong Xiaoxiao's side for a moment, and then slowly walked out of the hall, and the subordinates on both sides knelt on the ground like a tide.
Except for a young man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, no one dared to raise their heads, and their eyes could only see the black clothes dragged on the ground.
Liu Qiang was also cautious, but not as awe-inspiring as everyone else, and even after the little girl left, he was the first to turn around and squint his eyes to think about something.
That night, the three brothers of the Linxi Peak faction of Jianxi Sect got together to drink.
When he was drunk, Liu Qiang poured a large bowl of wine, staggered to Zhong Xiaoxiao, and then gathered the bowl high with one hand.
"Drink!" Zhong Xiaoxiao picked up the bowl, barely opened his drunken eyes, and shouted.
Liu Qiang's hazy eyes suddenly flashed a cold light, and when the two collided with each other, a dagger appeared in his hand, and then stabbed into Zhong Xiaoxiao's heart.
Bang!
Zhong Xiaoxiao's big bowl full of wine fell from the air, his squinted eyes suddenly opened, his face turned red, and he groaned in pain: "Why?"
"You still don't understand, how can it be true that the Holy Lord said 'just that', senior brother, you just fulfilled your junior brother, your death is valuable!" Liu Qiang took out a dagger, hugged Zhong Xiaoxiao's limp body, looked at him fiercely, leaned Zhong Xiaoxiao's head on his shoulder, and then stabbed a sword again, "Qianhe Palace, there is a lack of a protector, now it is enough!"
Jin Qianqian stood up in shock, staring at the blood-stained dagger in Liu Qiang's hand, and shivered.
The three of them were actually not drunk, they were all vigilant people, but Zhong Xiaoxiao was still planted in Liu Qiang's hands, because the other party was more ruthless than him, and because the dagger in Liu Qiang's hand was a holy weapon of the Temple of Modesty and Peace.
Liu Qiang smiled fiercely at the cute boy, then let go of Zhong Xiaoxiao's body and let him fall to the ground.
At the same time, in another room that emitted a faint fragrance.
The candlelight in the room was bright, and a graceful figure was imprinted on the window, and the curve alone made people's blood run high, not to mention that the people inside were bathing.
Miao Wan'er sat naked in the bath, beckoned to the little boy in front of her, and said softly, "Come in!"
The child stared at the woman's bumpy body and did not react, because he was just a child, and even if he had the ability to do so, he would not change, because the woman in front of him was his enemy.
"If you want to kill me, you have to become stronger, you have no choice!" Miao Wan'er picked up the dark and turbid, bubbles like boiling poisonous water, and poured it on herself, but her face was extremely enjoyable.
Luo Qingsheng shrank behind the pillar in fear and let the curtain cover his body.
Miao Wan'er frowned, lost her patience, and with a small move, Luo Qingsheng floated into the air, and then the whole person was thrown into the black water.
Ahh
The next hour, screams of pain came from the room, until they were hoarse and no longer sound.
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Suzhou City.
This city, which is composed of the Xiuzhen family and ordinary people, has been very lively these days, because there are many people here.
The various sects and factions entered the city one after another, and if outsiders usually needed permission to enter the city, but recently the lord of the city made an exception to allow these special circumstances.
Recently, the most discussed word Lin Yu in Suzhou City, a person who was originally unknown, is now known to everyone in the city.
Many people know that Lin Yu will have a decisive battle with a person named Zhang Yang on the school field in two days.
Lin Yu can be said to be famous, Qianlong Pond is a blockbuster, one person defeated several factions to build the foundation elders, a sentence made Zhong Xiaoxiao commit suicide in fear of sin, these deeds are the hottest plots in the teahouse and the booksstand.
So people are curious, who is Zhang Yang?
Curious passers-by don't know the meaning of the decisive battle between Lin Yu and Zhang Yang at all, where will they know who Zhang Yang is?
Fortunately, there are families who are proficient in intelligence, and they inquired and learned that Zhang Yang is a disciple of Xuanhe Sect, and it is said that Tianlinggen Zhen Fan is the younger brother.
It turned out to be from the Xuanhe Sect, or Zhen Fan's junior brother? Everyone was slightly disappointed, they had never heard of this name, such as Zhen Fan of Linggen today couldn't suppress Lin Yu's momentum, so how could his ordinary junior brother be Lin Yu's opponent.
The major gambling houses have set up gambling games for the two-person duel of the fire, and almost one-sidedly, Lin Yusheng's odds are very low, unimaginably low.
It seems that everyone thinks that Lin Yu is bound to win.
But there is only one person who doesn't think so, and that is Lin Yu himself, only he knows how ignorant those ideas on the market are, and if someone sees Zhang Yang himself, they won't think so. Zhang Yang is the best person and will not change no matter where he is placed. From childhood to adulthood, Lin Yu has never been able to surpass that person, not once. Now, after all he has passed, he still hasn't changed that mind.
There are very few people recognized by Lin Yu, Zhang Yang is the first, and Tang Yushi is the second. As for Zhen Fan, or the genius of the Liu family, he didn't care, and the first time these two people saw Lin Yu, he knew that they must be extraordinary. This has nothing to do with talent cultivation, just the orientation and bearing give him a sense of certainty.
In the past two days, in addition to staying at home and reuniting with his family, Lin Yu only went to two places, one is the academy, and the other is the city lord's mansion. Because of the fear of change, his sister was entrusted to the school, Lin Yu has not returned for three years, so he naturally wants to go to see it, as for going to the City Lord's Mansion, he wants to know the real situation of the year.
In addition, Lin Yu closed his door and turned a deaf ear to the rumors outside.
The old street used to be much more lively, and the children who were once bullied here and ridiculed by pointing their noses have grown up, and the Lin family, who has never been looked down upon, has fallen into despair, and the dart game has gone out of business, but there is something awe-inspiring in the deserted compound.
Lin Yu fantasized countless times about walking back here in order to regain his glory, he fantasized about slapping the faces of those who had bullied him, fantasizing about letting his father's groveling people try the same feeling, and let the fat girl's family suffer some hardships. But when he really came back here, he found that he didn't care anymore, like a cloud of smoke, maybe because he had stood too tall and disdained.
Due to the large number of outsiders, there are almost no vacant rooms in the inns in Suzhou, and even restaurants and restaurants are often full.
The exception is the drunken floor, where the elegant rooms are mostly vacant.
In the private room next to the lake, two girls sat opposite each other, the two were very quiet, one was wearing a blue skirt and was drinking tea comfortably, and the other was wearing a red dress, but she was reading a book, and her expression changed with the content of the book, which was very exciting.
If someone is lucky enough to see the faces of the two, they will be shocked, which one is the existence of the city, the two put together, I am afraid that the flowers will lose their color.
"Senior Sister Tang Yu?" the girl in the blue dress called softly.
The girl in the red dress bit her lower lip and looked only at the book.
"Why do you have a sweetheart and even ignore me?" said the girl in the blue dress.
"What do you call your name?" said the girl in the red dress, as she put down her book.
"You use other people's names to mess with flowers, why don't you admit it. ”
"I didn't!"
"No, why don't you go back to the Impermanence Sect, it's not that you're thinking about some people, don't think I don't know. ”
"You're unreasonable!"