Chapter 243 Fraud

Li Shen never expected that this matter would be related to Xiao Huanghua. He was stunned for several seconds. When he realized that he couldn't help but kick Hang Shoufu again.

"Say, what do they want to sing at night and dew flowers?"

Hang Shoufu cried and said he really didn't know that he was just a waste in the mid-stage Qi Refining Period, so how could Xingmiao Palace tell him?

"How are you wasted?"

"I am a waste, you, Mr. Li, are truly talented and peerless genius."

Suddenly, I thought that there should be quite a lot of morning songs and night dew flowers in the world. Can they still find the ones in their own home?

Her heart was a little calmer, and at this point, she slept well at home.

I was planning to remove Hang Shoufu's shoulders just now, but looking at his proud face, I couldn't help it and made up for it.

Hearing that the matter was related to Xiao Huanghua, he couldn't help but kick him again, and he felt a little regretful.

Suddenly I thought, what is there to be pity for dog traitors? The disciples he betrayed and killed for no reason are really wronged.

The enemy is always the enemy, and it is understandable to hurt each other, but dog traitors are different. They bully their own people, and at the same time they shake their tails and beg for mercy and recognize the enemy as the main one.

The more Li Shen thought about it, the more angry he felt, how could there be someone in the world who was willing to be a traitor?

Seeing that Mr. Li's eyes became cold, Hang Shoufu was panicked and kowtowed very quickly. His forehead hit the mud and ground three times in one second.

The mud dots are covered with his flattering face, which looks disgusting and hideous.

"Forget it."

When Hang Shoufu heard this, his heart seemed to be shining in spring. His smile appeared unconsciously on the corner of his mouth, thanking him loudly, praising him for being strong but not bullying the weak. He is really a rare gentleman in the fairy world.

"Do you traitors speak one by one?"

After Li Shen asked, he hit his temple with a stick and immediately knocked him out.

After turning around, Hang Shoufu suddenly opened his eyes, and Heiren gradually peeled off like shattered glass, his eyes were sunken, his eyelids closed again, and a charming smile like a woman hung on the corner of his mouth.

Li Shen knew nothing about this and approached the white spirit horse. It had already died of energy. He had no choice but to carry Chen Feng, find an open space, and insert the spiritual energy needle around him to prevent burns from resentment.

After checking it all, I made sure no one noticed that someone was hiding in such a remote place. Go north.

To go to the same stage and the same level, you must pass through a road without any obstruction on both sides.

At the farthest end, near the gate of the trial field, there are eight disciples standing, wearing three-sect uniforms, sword-holding guards, and not allowed to enter.

There was a fierce battle here, and all ten arenas were damaged. The most serious one could no longer see signs of the ring. A circular pit replaced it, and the silence was concave.

The three mountains surrounding and connected here all emit black smoke, and all the green is lost, leaving only desolate black and white.

"Fei Yi Valley is inside." said Xiao Jinling.

Li Shen waited for a few minutes, but no one came in. He would become very passive when he was besieged in such a wide place.

Fortunately, he was prepared, so he took out a crystal clear and flawless jade ring from his pocket and prepared to tie it to his clothes.

But where can I tie the ropes in the sweatshirt, I have to stuff it into the elastic band of my pants, revealing a small part.

"I thought you were obsessed with money, so it turned out to be doing this." said the lustful pen.

"The pattern is small."

Walk out openly and walk into the spacious road.

When the eight disciples saw someone in the distance, they paused, patted each other, and sounded in one after another, and drew their swords.

Li Shen kept silent and continued walking. This arrogant arrogance made the disciples who were going to do it directly confused.

A disciple of Changyin Sect inserted his sword back into the scabbard, bowed slightly, and walked halfway, shouted:

"Young Master Li?"

I saw that his eyebrows were very thick, almost connected, and his tone was full of tentative meaning.

Li Shen looked at him and asked:

"Where is Elder Cheng Gaolang?"

The thick-browed disciple smiled silly but did not reply.

Near him, there were four disciples of the Changyin Sect standing, holding their swords, posing in the Changyin Sword Technique's starting style, ready to attack at any time.

But when asked about Cheng Gaolang's whereabouts, the four of them trembled slightly with their right hands. One of them first placed the tip of the sword and the other three followed suit. The tip of the sword drooped on the ground, and the momentum was greatly reduced.

The sword body reflected four rays of light and shadow on the ground, and instantly shot into the distance without seeing it.

Li Shen turned a blind eye and asked coldly:

"Why, does his whereabouts still need to be kept secret?"

The thick-eyed disciple turned his head and glanced at the people who put away their weapons, and secretly complained, why did they put away their weapons?

The four of them returned with confusing eyes, as if saying, "Don't you know him? Why are you still holding a sword at him?"

Five people, one in front and four in the back, like five ice sculptures, and they didn't speak at all.

A fat young man came up with him, holding his fists with his hands, and showing a flattering look. At a glance, he knew that he was a person who had experienced many people and struggles.

He bowed, squeezed his fat body, and pushed the thick-browed disciple aside, saying:

"The youngest was originally the Zijin School, named Aliang. I can answer any questions you have."

"Elder Cheng is patrolling the trial ground."

After saying that, fat Aliang turned around and pointed at Li Shen, and secretly smiled provocatively at the thick-browed disciple.

Li Shen suddenly realized that he thought they were fakes from a copycat tribe, but he didn't expect that they were a group of dog traitors.

After looking at everyone's face carefully, they were all shameless people.

The man who stood a little far away from the seven people was expressionless, wearing a bronze uniform, his eyes flashed from side to side.

"Help me open the door, I have something to ask him for."

"This... Elder Cheng Gaolang told me that no matter what happens, outsiders will not be allowed to enter. The young man dared not disobey his orders."

After being squeezed away by fat Aliang, the thick-browed disciple's face was filled with anger, but when he heard him say this, he was happy and said to himself: "If you want to offend this Young Master Li, please."

Fu Mo said that all eight people were in the middle stage of Qi Refining.

Li Shen hates traitors very much, and now he doesn't have to pretend anymore. He said politely:

"Aliang, right? You lived a very comfortable life in the Zijin Sect in the past. How could you think of joining Hei Yaozhang?"

Fat Aliang raised his chest high, and looked proud, shouting:

"I used to be ignorant and joined the sect randomly. Bai grows covered in trash. Now I'm finally inspired and realize that Black Yaoshen is the light of the fairy world and receives supreme glory!"

As soon as the words were finished, the other seven people shouted at the same time:

"Accept the supreme glory!"

Although the Bronze Sect disciple had a loud voice, his expression was extremely unnatural. He either had an unwell body or was shouting forcibly.

After the eight people finished shouting, they all looked at Li Shen, as if waiting for Li Shen to touch.

Li Shen didn't want to shout such a disgusting thing, and said sarcastically:

"After the supreme glory, is his little black glory worthy?"

Everyone was surprised, and several people immediately put their hands on the hilt of the sword.
Chapter completed!