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Chapter 1700

First, the two are cousins; second, after finally meeting a strong rival, he naturally does not want the other party to be depressed.

After all, the feeling of loneliness and failure is so boring.

"Lu Changge, the next road depends on you to walk on yourself, and we will have a date later."

After Hong Juding threw down a sentence, he walked straight away by the wind and soon disappeared from the end of his sight.

The mission of the Sword Sect was to kill Lu Changge, but he went the other way and helped the other party.

After all, the master's sect has to give an explanation.

Of course, his explanation is very simple. Whoever dares to refuse to accept it, first ask the sword in his hand.

"Uncle, how are your injuries?" Huang Yinyin asked with concern.

"I'm fine."

Lu Chen shook his head, looked at the battlefield full of corpses, and said, "It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's go back first."

Although Li Yuanwu is dead, the Dragon Guarding Pavilion has not been completely destroyed. If a master arrives, he is unable to deal with it at all in his current state and can only retreat in time.

After the two walked onto the avenue, they drove straight to Yanjing City.

However, just as the car drove halfway, a large number of soldiers and horses suddenly appeared in front of him, and they were fully armed.

As soon as these soldiers appeared, they surrounded Lu Chen's vehicles.

Seeing this scene, Huang Yinyin's face changed, she immediately took out the poison and said in a deep voice: "What a hell! Why are there any enemies?"

"Uncle, you're staying in the car, I'll deal with these guys!"

As he said that, Huang Yinyin was about to get out of the car and release the poison.

"Wait! They are not enemies! They are reinforcements!"

Lu Chen immediately spoke and stopped him.

"Ah? Reinforcements?"

Huang Yinyin was stunned and didn't react.

At this time, the leading vehicle on the opposite side suddenly opened, and Zhao Wuji, who was stained with blood, walked over quickly.

"Old Lu! Old Lu!"

Zhao Wuji shouted while running, looking anxious, especially after seeing Lu Chen covered in blood, his expression changed drastically: "Damn it! Why are you so injured? Hurry up! Medical Soldier!"

As he said that, he waved backwards and signaled to carry Lu Chen away to rescue him.

"Don't make a fuss, I'm fine." Lu Chen shook his head.

"You're vomiting blood, and you're still saying it's okay? Brother, you're so capable, aren't you?" Zhao Wuji looked strange.

"I am a doctor. I know how I am in good health. Anyway, I will not die for a while." Lu Chen said.

"That's good, that's good."

Zhao Wuji breathed a sigh of relief: "I just encountered an intercept on the road. It was the soldiers of Zhenwusi. Although I was killed by me, it was delayed because of this. Fortunately, you are safe and sound."

"Brother Changge!"

At this moment, a sudden cry sounded.

Zhao Hongying, wearing a red dress and a silver hair, rushed over in a hurry.

She rushed all the way, and everyone who blocked the way was knocked over to the ground.
Chapter completed!
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