Chapter 122: Tsing Yi Blood Sword, the word Fengyun
"Not good!" Wang Dong grimaced.
Women, who are really lazy creatures, are always able to find some shortcuts.
Wang Dong naturally will not "help the abuse".
"You said before that you would avenge me. Lu Caiyi whispered.
"Is there one? Why don't I remember?" Wang Dong meditated with his eyes closed.
"Yes, you said that I was your woman, and you would help me, and let me not thank you. ”
"It seems like there was such a thing, but I remember you didn't say yes at the time. ”
"I say yes now. ”
"Outdated!"
A woman, can he still get used to it?
Night.
Wang Dong slept alone, it was a little cold, and he didn't even have a girl to warm the bed.
This Lu Caiyi is simply in the midst of blessing and does not know the blessing.
Look at He Qiqi, I dreamed of this opportunity, but I couldn't get it!
What you can't get is always in turmoil, but what is favored has no fear.
Oh, woman!
On the second day, Wang Dong was alone and took Yuan Tai to kill the Qingyun Sword Sect.
He alone can reach a thousand armies!
Yuan Tai didn't ask Wang Dong why he didn't bring more disciples.
Wang Dong is not Gongziyu.
Do you still need to ask this kind of nonsense?
As for the horror of Wang Dong, who doesn't know about them?
However, the only thing that worried Yuan Tai was that the Qingyun Sword Sect had a total of two innate beings.
Wang Dong alone, can he deal with two innate beings?
To deal with ordinary True Qi Realm martial artists, it is natural to send food as much as they come, but innately, it is not cabbage!
Although he was a little worried, Yuan Tai didn't ask.
Since the sect leader dared to go alone, it meant that he had absolute confidence.
If you ask it with many mouths, isn't it suspicious of the sect leader, and it is not easy to provoke the sect leader in vain?
He won't do this kind of frustration!
At noon, the scorching sun was in the sky, and Wang Dong and the two came to the Qingyun Sword Sect.
The gatekeeper disciple of the Qingyun Sword Sect, the moment he saw Wang Dong, his face changed drastically, he was extremely shocked, and his face was full of horror.
"It's the Thunder Knife Mad Demon King, the Thunder Knife Old Demon has come to our Qingyun Sword Sect!
These ordinary disciples who are guarding the door all understand that the head of the sect alone cannot deal with Wang Dong, and they must ask the ancestor to come out.
In the battle of Tongtian Mountain, on the top of the sun and the moon, the reputation of the Thunder Sword Mad Demon King resounded throughout the entire Wanqing Kingdom.
Even the other eleven states were all inquiring about Wang Dong's news, not to mention their Yunzhou itself.
The disciple guarding the gate didn't dare to speak, but it seemed even more inappropriate to hang the famous Wang Great Sect Master here, so he asked with some trepidation:
"Wang ...... Sect Leader Wang, I don't know if you are coming to the Qingyun Sword Sect, there is a ...... What's the matter?"
Wang Dong smiled, with a kind, gentle and elegant face.
"Seek revenge!"
It's just that the two words that spit out are not so gentle.
Hearing the word revenge, the disciple guarding the door trembled with his legs and almost couldn't stand steadily.
Is it too late to quit the Qingyun Sword Sect now?
It seems to be too late!
Lao Tzu came to the Qingyun Sword Sect to guard the door, and he had no ambitions, he just wanted to eat with a mouthful of food, and by the way, he would earn some silver for his family for his younger brothers and sisters to go to school.
God, do you want to let yourself meet such a terrible person?
"Sect Leader Wang, actually...... Actually, I have just joined the Qingyun Sword Sect and am considering whether to stay and develop for a long time.
I feel that the Qingyun Sword Sect is not suitable for a rural villager like me, in fact, I plan to go back to my hometown to farm in two days. ”
Another gatekeeper disciple's eyes lit up when he heard his companion's words, and he hurriedly said, "My mother is not in good health, and she has more than a dozen pigs at home, so she can't keep busy, and she is about to let me go back to help her raise pigs."
Originally, I was going to go back tomorrow, but it occurred to me that I had remembered the wrong day, and I should actually go back today. ”
This gatekeeper threw away the spear in his hand, then took off his coat and walked directly down the mountain step by step.
Seeing that Wang Dong didn't look at himself and ignored himself, he breathed a sigh of relief and walked faster.
His grandmother's, isn't she just the identity of a gatekeeper disciple of the Qingyun Sword Sect, what's so rare, where is a small life important?
He walked neatly and neatly, without dragging his feet at all.
Wang Dong's murderous name, during this time, has spread all over the country, and it is miraculous, that is, the devil is in the world, infinitely terrifying.
Seeing that Wang Dong came to the Qingyun Sword Sect, these ordinary outer disciples suddenly felt that the Qingyun Sword Sect was finished, so they quickly slipped away.
In front of the mountain gate of the Qingyun Sword Sect, Wang Dong looked at the remaining gatekeeper disciple with a smile, and said jokingly: "You also misremembered the day when you went home to farm?"
The disciple looked embarrassed and a little nervous, and said, "Yes...... I...... I seem to remember that too...... Well, that guy doesn't know the way down the mountain, so I have to give him a ride!"
After saying that, he also threw away his spear and ran away.
Seeing that Wang Dong did not stop his companions and could run, he naturally wanted to run with him and stay and wait for death?
"The leader of the sect is powerful all over the world, famous all over the world, and the majesty is great, and the reverence of his subordinates for the leader is like ......"
Wang Dong waved his hand, meaning that he didn't like to hear this kind of whisker and slap horse.
As a result, Yuan Tai really stopped and stopped talking!
Wang Dong frowned slightly.
He suddenly found that Yuan Tai, this guy, has mediocre qualifications and no remarkable cultivation, and it is not worth spending more energy on cultivating himself.
Then glancing at the backs of the two gatekeepers, he smiled and shook his head.
These two people are too small and too low-minded.
How could he be embarrassed by these two little guards?
His goal is the chairman!
But it's okay to leave, a company like Qingyun Sword Sect has no development prospects, so it's better to change jobs early.
If you are lucky enough to join the Fengyun God Sect, it will be even more salted fish turning over!
"Sect Leader Wang, I don't know what kind of wind blew you over?"
A man in a cyan robe walked out of the Qingyun Sword Sect and appeared in front of Wang Dong.
He had a blood-red sword at his waist, not a scabbard.
Tsing Yi Blood Sword, Ding Zilong!
Before coming, Wang Dong had already seen the portraits of Ding Zilong and the Qingyun Sword Sect.
In fact, I really didn't expect that last month, the system released a task to let me kill Ding Zilong, and I didn't want to kill it.
Now that the mission deadline has arrived, it has long been over, and he is going to come over to kill Ding Zilong again.
Life is really full of surprises!
Wang Dong couldn't help but think, this big devil system, although the name is domineering, but if you think about it carefully, this is simply the most cardless system.
Behind Ding Zilong, there are two old men with crane hair and childish faces.
These two old men look very similar!
Wang Dong has also seen the portraits of these two people.
It is the two innate of the Qingyun Sword Sect!
Wind Sword Ancestor, Huo Baojin.
Cloud Sword Ancestor, Huo Baoyu.
Wind and clouds, in fact, when Wang Dong heard these two words, he was already very unhappy.
Take this title, where is the Fengyun God Cult?