With the appearance of the four innate powerhouses on the river, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, and Ning Yuyun and Yong Xi'er and the two daughters stopped fighting each other, and turned back to each other's camps. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He Shengjie stood there, his face was cloudy, he came here by chance this time, and happened to see the scene of Lu Yuxuan's appointment to fight the Poison Sect, and Lu Yuxuan's martial arts cultivation and cultivation qualifications revealed were one in a hundred, if he was allowed to grow up, it would pose a great threat to the Poison Sect, he originally wanted to find an excuse to eradicate this scourge, but now that the Evil Sect came out of each other, he was in a dilemma, and it was not easy to choose.

When He Shengjie hesitated and hesitated, in the small boat besieging the painting boat, a fierce momentum suddenly appeared and pressed against the people on the deck of the painting boat.

When he felt that there was another momentum oppressing the people of the Demon Gate, He Shengjie was overjoyed, although he didn't know who this person was, but his purpose was to help them deal with the people of the Demon Gate, and he should be a person of the right path.

When He Shengjie showed a cruel smile on his face and was about to make a move, an innate aura also appeared at the tail of the painting boat and surged onto the deck, causing He Shengjie's action to stagnate when he had just taken a small step.

"Bastards, young people get together, what are you old immortals here to fool in?"

He Shengjie's angry old face was flushed, and he scolded in the direction of the painting boat, this innate aura in the painting boat was not revealed sooner or later, and he waited for himself to put down his face and wanted to bully more and less before revealing it, isn't this a play with people? Dig a pit and wait for yourself to jump down, the people of the Demon Gate, in addition to being insidious and vicious, do not have a good thing.

Many people watched He Shengjie scolding with playful eyes, and after a while, after seeing that the confrontation no longer changed, the innate powerhouse who did not show up in the boat restrained his breath, and ordered the boatman to steer the boat to leave this place and slowly sail towards Jinling.

Seeing the people who joined forces retreating, He Shengjie knew that he had missed the best opportunity to deal with Lu Yuxuan, glanced at Pang Yu hatefully, said no more, stepped lightly on his toes, turned around and came to the riverbank, and his figure quickly disappeared into the night.

The retreat of the innate strong man made the righteous person no longer have half of his arrogance, and when he came, he was vigorous and impassioned, and the righteous man silently turned around and returned to the boat, and quickly rocked the oars and left here as if he was fleeing, and no one dared to let go of even a cruel word on the scene.

The people of the Demon Gate watched this scene happily, but they did not stop it.

An ordinary encounter, stirring up layers of turbulent waves, changeable rivers and lakes, people yearn for, tomorrow's Jinling, will ring the name of Lu Yuxuan.

A slender young woman in a red dress walked out of the tail of the painting boat, her long black hair was coiled on her head, and a beaded hairpin was inserted between her buns.

"Wow, Aunt Lan, I haven't seen you for a long time, but I miss death. Yan Ze looked at the young woman walking towards the deck, screamed and ran towards her, stretching his arms as he ran, making a hug motion.

"Little rabbit cub, you are so big, and you still want to take advantage of the old lady?" The young woman raised her hand to reward Yan Ze with a burst chestnut, so that his attempt to take advantage of him could not succeed.

"Aunt Lan, why did you come to Jinling?" Yan Ze asked while rubbing his head.

"It's not that the senior brother in charge is worried that you are messing around, and the old lady who is hurting comes all the way to look at you. The two of them went to the foredeck of the boat.

"Will he worry about me?" Yan Ze wrote the words "You lie" all over his face.

The young woman in the red dress glanced at him, too lazy to pay attention to the scoundrel boy.

The painting boat slowly set sail and sailed in the direction of Jinling, and the people of the Demon Gate entered the cabin, and the original calm was restored on the noisy river just now, and there was no sound at the end of the painting boat.

Fiction is real, reality is virtual.

"I wonder if there will be a fourth person? Demon Gate is really bloody!" A man in black let out a soft sigh as he looked at the slowly departing painting boat, and his figure gradually melted into the night.

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On a path leading to Jinling, there were several corpses lying horizontally, broken swords scattered everywhere, the cause of death of each corpse was similar, the sternum was shattered and died, some of the corpse's limbs were irregularly twisted, the joints were broken, and some of the wounds were broken bones and torn skin, leaking into the air.

"Grandpa is an evil sect Xin Kuo, and he will be a bright spot when he robs in the next life. A towering figure stood in the moonlight, rock-hard skin, criss-crossed with scars, and bowed its head to the last of the robbers.

Xin Kuo looked up at the sky, discerned the direction, walked to the side of the path, put the short coat on the tail end of a Liuhe big gun on his shoulder, grabbed the barrel of the gun as thick as a goose egg with his right hand, and with a slight force, he pulled out the head of the gun inserted in the soil, and took a big stride towards Jinling.

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"Master, slow down, do you want to exhaust your own apprentice?" a thin young man shouted to the fainter figure in front of him.

"You kid, you usually know how to play tricks and scream nonsense when you practice! The thin old man stopped and scolded the young man.

"I'm still not angry? You pat your conscience and say, do you have such a cultivation as me at my age?" The young man yelled at the old man with great dissatisfaction.

"Are you a proud fart? Who is better between you and Yu Xuan, can you compare to him? If you can beat him, I can call you master. The old man looked at his apprentice proudly there, and his heart was very unhappy.

"Cut, in a few years you won't even be able to beat him. The young man pouted.

"More than Lao Tzu is also Lao Tzu's apprentice, less nonsense, go quickly. The old man raised his leg and kicked the young man's buttocks, and the young man pulled out a row of phantoms in the air like a ghost, dodged the old man's kick, and ran away with his legs.

"You're just one of his teachers. The young man's voice came from a distance, and a smile appeared on the old man's face.

"If you dare to bully Lao Tzu's apprentices, I will let you walk around without eating. The fierce innate realm momentum burst out from the old man's thin body and rushed straight towards Jinling.

The night is vast into Jinling, what does it matter if the heroes are around?

A pot of liquor washes the remnants of the sun, and three cups of blood are convection.