"Smiling Proud Jianghu" is Yin Shuiliu's current main world, and he doesn't need to consume the chaotic card when he comes back, he just needs to determine whether it is okay. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yin Shuiliu passed through the gate representing "Smiling Proud Jianghu" and saw the scene when he left.

Next to the ruined temple.

The rain was still falling, there were still traces of his blood on the ground, and the officials were checking the perimeter, and the pursuers were coming.

The time of the pause restarts.

Bang.

A bolt of lightning flashed by.

Yin Shui Liu lay in the dark grass, and the rain beat him to the ground.

On the right side of the ruined temple, the pursuer arrives at the ruined temple with a long sword in hand.

"Dong Qinglai?"

The official who was checking Yin Shui's bloodstains at the gate of the broken temple saw the pursuers coming, he looked at the distance a few times, and said in surprise: "Why are you the only one in your group?"

The two sides know each other, and there is no accident.

Yin Shuiliu used the Jianghu detection technique to probe the officials, and found that the forces to which the sect belonged and Dong Qinglai generally belonged to the Huashan faction.

The rain hit the whole body, and the water flow held its breath and condensed.

Twenty Huashan faction officials, the highest martial arts cultivation is in the middle of the second-rate realm, Yin Shuiliu is now healed from his injuries, and he can escape with his increasingly powerful light skills, and with [Wushi San], he can be killed when they gather in the broken temple to rest.

Only that Dong Qinglai made him very jealous.

His sword stabbed again.

Even if Yin Shuiliu is on guard, he is not completely sure that he can avoid it with light exercises.

The other party's swordsmanship, the essence and spirit are initially combined into one, and they have touched a situation where their skills are close to the Tao, it can't be Huashan swordsmanship, nor is it like other brand swordsmanship in Jin Yong's world.

"Where's this guy?"

Dong Qinglai's voice was hoarse, his face was a deformed black, like charcoal, and what was particularly impressive was a red birthmark on his forehead above his eyebrows.

No.

That shouldn't be a birthmark.

Yin Shuiliu [Five Stone Scatter] is in his hand, this is the [Five Rank Five Stone Scatter] that can affect the first-class mid-level realm, and his martial arts cultivation is to break through the upper limit of the [Five Stone Scatter] that can be exchanged for the second-rate mid-level realm.

The official at the door got up and walked away, obviously looking down on this third-rate realm fellow door, and asked casually, "Who is it?"

"This wounded and bleeding man. ”

Dong Qinglai pointed to the blood stains on the ground with his sword scabbard, and when he met so many fellow disciples, there was no affection on his black charcoal face.

An official approached next to him, and said with a grin: "Hell, we just came, and we just wondered how there was blood here." Why, do you know this person?"

Dong Qinglai didn't answer, the red birthmark on his eyebrows suddenly showed a little pattern from his dark skin, and it looked very strange against the backdrop of his grimace.

Yin Shuiliu was stunned by Yuehua, it was really not a birthmark.

The female official led by the Huashan faction walked out of the broken temple at this time, and her position was more clear than Yin Shuiliu's.

"Dong Qinglai, I always thought that your eyebrows were birthmarks, but now it looks like eyebrow tattoos? Where did you get this eyebrow tattoo? I'll go, in the martial arts world, you are still so non-mainstream, are you afraid that the villain will not know your identity as a third-rate character?"

The female official almost hugged the sword and sighed in her arms, with surprise and disdain in her eyes.

Dong Qinglai didn't say anything, he looked sideways in front of the ruined temple, and the target was the dark grass where Yin Shuiliu was hiding.

With his eyesight, he could vaguely see Yin Shuiliu lying in it, "life and death unknown".

Dong Qinglai took two steps forward.

The female official almost changed color in vain, the blade of the sword was not out of the sheath, and she hit with the sword body, and said: "You don't answer your words, you can't do martial arts, the tone is quite high, right?"

The [Ice Spirit Silver Needle] that Yin Shuiliu took from the Tomb Sect was already ready to cooperate with the [Five Grades and Five Stone Scatters] to prepare for attack.

This Dong Qinglai made him feel more terrifying than those first-class realm female raiders of the Ancient Tomb Sect.

Unexpectedly, the female official came with a sword, but Dong Qing didn't avoid it, and her backbone was next to each other.

There was a snap.

Dong Qinglai stopped, and the other officials next to him laughed and laughed: "Senior Sister Qingyun, Senior Brother Dong is just itchy, I want to beg for a beating, can't I?"

Dong Qinglai looked at the grass where Yin Shuiliu was, as if his face was burnt without the slightest change in expression.

The rain fell like the sky was falling, and Dong Qinglai's hoarse and ugly voice sounded from the front of the broken temple.

"I practiced swords at the age of five, and killed people at the age of twenty......"

Before Dong Qinglai finished speaking, the officials of the Huashan faction who gathered suddenly laughed happily, as if they had heard a big joke.

This famous martial arts waste material of the Huashan faction actually dared to kill people at the age of twenty?

If it weren't for his parents and the Huashan faction's famous old habits, with his dull talent, the Huashan faction's mountains would not have been able to enter.

"What are you laughing at? Senior Brother Dong's father in this world is "Iron Fist Shocking Qinchuan" Dong Ming and Dong Juxia, Senior Brother Dong did not learn boxing at the age of five, but taught himself swordsmanship, with Senior Brother Dong's talent, at the age of twenty, he was under the wing of his father and mother, and he was not killed by the villain raider, but he could still kill someone, what are you laughing at?"

"Haha, pole to pole!"

In the roaring thunder, the rain did not weaken at all.

Dong Qinglai, who was in a burst of ridicule, no longer looked at the grass where Yin Shui was hiding, but stared at the sword in his hand.

"The murderous sword is the one in my hand, the blade is three feet seven inches, the net weight is seven catties and thirteen taels, and the person killed is my father's 'Iron Fist Shock Qinchuan' Dong Minglian ......"

Before the temple was broken, the laughter of the officials of the Huashan faction was a little quieter.

"On that day, my swordsmanship was small and I wanted to travel alone, but my father was not at ease, and he wanted to see if my swordsmanship was qualified to walk the rivers and lakes. I replied to my father, "My swordsmanship is for killing, not for viewing." He insisted on seeing, I am a filial son, how can I disobey my father's orders, I showed him my swordsmanship, and as I expected, my father died under my murderous swordsmanship. ”

The heavy rain crackled all around, and there was a brief silence in front of the ruined temple.

An official standing on the right side of Dong Qinglai suddenly sneered and said: "Dong Qinglai, you will make up this kind of infiltrating story, you want to kill people and want to go crazy, right? When Uncle Shi accepted you into the entrance wall back then, your whole family of twenty-three was killed by the enemy and only you were left alive, and your living mouth was also scorched, fortunately you didn't die, you can pull it, and you can pull out such a ruthless story of killing your father......

The officials of the Huashan faction made a lot of noise, and whistles rang out. Dong Qinglai was silent, touching his burnt face with his right hand.

"If I don't burn my face, how can I be worthy of my family, I need to give this face back to them. If I don't scorch my face, how can I cover my [Flower on the Other Side] brand. Don't scorch my face, as a villain, and a villain who was once stabbed to death in front of Fang Qingyu, which made her remember deeply, how can I worship the Huashan faction to find Feng Qingyang and Fang Qingyu?"

A bolt of lightning shone down.

Dong Qinglai stroked his face and smiled, that smile looked extra eerie and terrifying in the eyes of everyone, and the demonic pattern on his eyebrows was clearly weird.

Unlike the Huashan faction, Yin Shuiliu kept looking at Dong Qinglai's tattoo on his eyebrows.

The imprint of the flower on the other side?

I think it was this other side flower brand that made him cover up and modify all the information that could be found by others. Moreover, as a disciple of the Huashan Sect, he is actually a villain.

"Speaking so awesomely, let me see your sword. ”

Qingyun, who was the leader, sneered, took two quick steps, and his delicate five fingers suddenly formed a claw momentum, grabbing towards the hilt of Dong Qinglai's left hand.