After a while, Qian Chen followed Huang Yuhan to a remote courtyard, where there were only two monks Hong Sihai and Kongming. Taoist Master Wanshi was still in charge of the overall situation in Wuhu Hall, and only heard Kongming monk say: "The master is in the overall situation of the martial arts world, how could he be so careless... If Twelve Yuanchen had not designed to destroy the master's arm, how could he dare to be so arrogant?"
Hong Sihai smiled heartily and said, "How can these villains destroy the remains of my righteous brother?"
When he saw Huang Yuhan coming in, he greeted him: "Yuhan! How did you clean up the mourning hall for my righteous brother?"
Huang Yuhan lowered his head and replied: "The tools have been done."
"I want to use the head of Twelve Yuanchen to pay tribute to the spirit of the second brother in the sky!" Hong Sihaiqiang's anger that had been enduring was finally revealed at this moment.
Huang Yuhan asked Qian Chen to check the wound for Hong Sihai. Qian Chen opened Hong Sihai's bandaged right fist. When he saw the wound with skin and flesh, he frowned. He pondered for a long time before he raised his head. Seeing the Kongming monk with a slightly nervous expression, Qian Chen smiled calmly, took out the medicine box from his arms, and arranged the wound medicine to replace it with Hong Sihai.
He also said: "Old Hero Hong's hand was seriously injured, and it would only take several months to get better. I used some wolf and tiger medicine on the wound. Although it delayed the recovery time of the injury, it accelerated the recovery effect in a short period of time. After tonight, the old Hero could punch... Just use it once, and the injury worsened. If I came here a few times in a short period of time, I was afraid..."
Zen Master Kongming asked nervously: "What are you afraid of?"
"I'm afraid this hand will be ruined!"
The good temper of the monk Kongming was also annoyed by Qian Chen! "How could this be..."
"That's just right..." Hong Sihai waved his hand and said, "Let me avenge my righteous brother and the disciples who died in the church with my own hands!"
Hong Sihai and Kongming Monk had to discuss something, so Huang Yuhan and Qian Chen left first. On the way, Qian Chen smiled and said, "I don't know much about these things in the world. I can't name many heroes, and I can't talk to you."
Huang Yu said, "What's the difficulty? I'll recommend it to my little brother."
Huang Yuhan first pointed at a young swordsman and introduced.
"This is the rising star of the right path, Kang Qiandeng, the three-descendent swordsman. His swordsman has extremely sharp swordsmanship. Although he is still a newcomer among the masters, he has long been no longer under any of the long-standing masters."
"This is the jade girl among the famous jade girl Yasha in the world. Shen Wanjun and Shen Nuxia..." Huang Yuhan pointed to a pretty young woman with a frosty face and a plain dress. She explained to Qian Chen with regret: "Five years ago, the hero of Yasha Wang Fu was killed by the twelve Yuanchen. Shen Nuxia was determined to take revenge and changed her name to Yu Luosha. Now the enemy who killed her husband is right in front of her, but it is difficult to kill her for a while, I am afraid it will be the most torment..."
"Although the rich hero is ugly, he has a chivalrous heart. And Miss Shen was once a famous beauty in the world. The two got married, which scared her friends in the world! However, this couple is very loving and envious. It's a pity..."
"This is Zhao Chengzhao, the first-tier sky, and Zhao Daxia is in charge of the Changfeng Escort Agency. He is the chief escort leader. He once picked up eighteen villages in Taiping Mountain with a set sun gun, calling it "Eight hundred miles of Buping Mountain, the souls of returning home are broken". From then on, he changed his name to Taiping Mountain!"
The chief escort Zhao Cheng is a silent man who often wipes the magic gun alone.
"There are also Du Zihuai, Du Daxia, and the magical and unpredictable sword technique of the Bluish Blood Danxin."
Qian Chen looked over and saw that he was a down-and-out swordsman dressed in a middle-aged scholar. His long hair was scattered casually on his forehead, his eyes were dull and he felt a sense of drunken confusion.
"That inconspicuous old man is the general, prime minister, old hero Li. His name is grand, but he actually has his origin. His family passed down a magic weapon, but he loved gunshot skills by nature. Later, he accepted the brushwork and gunshot skills as a furnace, and he opened his own family. He was known as the general and prime minister. He was already a top master in the world who is most likely to break through to the great master."
This old hero Li is an extremely energetic and thin old man with a pen hanging around his waist.
"That Fangzheng gentleman is Xu Xiaoyang and Xu Daxia. The Xu family Zhengqi Villa is famous. Although it is passed down from hidden weapons, it never secretly hurts people. The five-color stone of the family passed down from magical weapons is also one of the most famous and powerful magical weapons in the world."
And this hero Xu Xiaoyang looks like a wealthy man. He has a beautiful beard on his jaw and is very well repaired, which is obviously very caring for his master.
As the butler of Sihai Hall, Huang Yuhan has many things to do now. He introduced Qian Chen to Qian Chen and said goodbye. Qian Chen lay on the couch for the middle of the night. Suddenly, he heard violent shouts of killing outside Sihai Hall, breaking the peace of the night.
Qian Chen's eyes suddenly turned red and lowered his head and sighed: "Brother Huang!"
The twelve Yuanchen has entered the Sihai Hall.
Huang Yuhan is afraid he is already unfortunate!
Although they had only known each other for a day, the two had some friends' tacit understanding and friendship... In a silence, Qian Chen put away the bedding, carried the Tianluo umbrella, and gathered in front of the main hall with the alarmed heroes.
Hong Sihai had a gloomy face and stood on the main hall of the hall, with his right hand behind him, and his left hand tightly holding the back of the chair. The blue veins raised on the back of his hand indicate his uneasy heart. When everyone was around, Hong Sihai said: "When Yu Han was setting up the funeral hall for me, he was killed in the funeral hall!"
The heroes suddenly exploded: "Who did it? Sihaitang's defense is not airtight, is it..."
The monk Kongming stepped forward and said, "No one left last night!"
"Twelve Yuanchen is so cunning..."
"Can't sit still and wait for death anymore!" The Bacan beggar said angrily: "The twelve Yuanchen outside has already been killed! There are so many of us, are you afraid of him being a few sluts?"
"Yes, fight out!" someone echoed.
Hong Sihai and Zen Master Kongming looked at each other and knew that Huang Yuhan was dead. No one could take over his role and let the Sihai Hall be defensive arrangements be leaked. Although Huang Yuhan's remaining arrangements are still constantly reporting the enemy situation into the Wuhu Hall, no one can deal with them one by one and properly mobilize the disciples of Sihai Hall.
It is better to follow the current enemy situation and let all the righteous heroes take the lead in defending the enemy separately.
Immediately, Hong Sihai waved his hand, and the heroes walked out of the Wuhu Hall together: "Elder Eight Cancer, speak quickly and speak quickly, two heroes, for a group to welcome the enemy from the south, be careful of the enemy's plot."
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After giving instructions one by one, they were also well organized.
But Qian Chen knew that this was just an appearance. Don’t look at them being grouped now. They seemed to be dealing with it in moderation. In fact, they basically lost their grasp of information and situations after grouping. Qian Chen carried the Tianluo umbrella behind him with his hands. The bright moon walked out of the clouds, and the clear and bright people fell to the ground, illuminating the whole hall. The thunder and fire in the distance were trembling, and the fighting sounded. Although Huang Yuhan was there not long ago, although he was still fierce, the whole was silent. The whistle sounds of disciples from the Four Seas Church encountering the enemy one after another.
The night is already in chaos!
Qian Chen went straight to the most murderous place, just to kill the enemy and sacrifice to his friends!
In the winding corridor leading to the backyard, there seemed to be shadows moving where the moonlight could not shine. Qian Chen and several righteous knights were about to go to the backyard with the most intense killing sound when they heard a few ghost-like laughter in the corridor...
"Hehehe..."
Chapter completed!