Chapter 55 I am Su Changqing(1/2)
The Eastern Land of Yan has magnificent mountains and rivers and outstanding people.
Within Yan Di, there are many spiritual veins, and the spiritual energy on them is rich and shrouded in clouds and mist.
Tianlan Mountain! The location of the gate of Tianlan Holy Land.
There are many spiritual peaks on it, with palaces sitting on it, pavilions and pavilions scattered here and there, flowers and grass green, blooming with luster, and glowing under the sunlight.
At this time, some disciples came quickly from the mountain, and the leader was none other than Mo Guzhou.
His face was pale and terrifyingly gloomy. Lin Qingxue supported him by his side and hurried towards the mountain.
Soon, Mo Guzhou arrived at Tianlan Mountain and rushed directly towards the Elder's Hall.
The main hall is simple, solemn and majestic, and many elders of the Tianlan Sect are present in it.
They looked at Mo Guzhou entering the hall and couldn't help but shrink their eyes. They saw that Mo Guzhou was covered in blood. His face was pale and he seemed to be seriously injured. What shocked them the most was that Mo Guzhou actually lost an arm.
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"Gu Zhou, what happened?" The great elder of Tianlan Sect narrowed his eyes and spoke hastily.
"Great Elder, there has been a change in the southern border of Nanli Kingdom. The mysterious creation is gone, and the "Shenzhao Sword" has been snatched away by others." Mo Guzhou said in a low voice.
"What?" All the elders were shocked. "Shenzhao Sword" is an ancient sword that the first generation leader of Tianlan Sect desperately wanted to get. It is mysterious and incomparable.
Until this generation, the Tianlan Sect has been working hard to obtain the "Shenzhao" ancient sword.
When the divine light soared into the sky, they already knew that the sword was born.
Then the Holy Son was sent there, hoping to bring back the sword.
But now, Mo Guzhou came back in a panic, and the "Shenzhao Sword" was also snatched away by others.
"Who did it?" the great elder said with a gloomy face.
"A man named Su Changqing from Nanli Kingdom!" Mo Guzhou said with a gloomy expression.
"He was also the one who chopped off my arm."
"Su Changqing? What is his background?" At this time, an old man said in a low voice.
This man was dressed in gray clothes, with gray hair and menacing eyes.
"Elder Murong, this person is my son-in-law who was kicked out of the Zhennan Prince's Palace." At this time, Lin Qingxue spoke.
She looked at Murong Chen and gave a slight salute.
She met Murong Tian. Back then, Murong Tian personally went to Nanchang City to check her physical condition, and even promised that as long as she entered the Tianlan Sect in the future, she would be a quasi-saintess.
As she spoke, many elders in the hall looked at Lin Qingxue and couldn't help but admire that this woman turned out to be the body of Taiyin.
"Qingxue, isn't Chen'er in Nanchang City? Why didn't he come back with you?" Murong Tian asked.
"This..." Lin Qingxue hesitated and looked at Mo Guzhou.
Murong Tian's eyes narrowed and he said in a low voice: "Gu Zhou, what happened?"
"Elder Murong, Junior Brother Murong..."
"What's wrong with him?" Murong Tian's face turned cold and he spoke hastily.
"Junior Brother Murong...he is dead. He was nailed to death in the ruins by Su Changqing with the "Shenzhao" sword."
Weng!
Hearing this, Murong Chen felt completely bad.
He felt his head roaring and his body became unstable. A terrifying wave spread out from his body, and the entire hall was roaring.
"Why is this happening? Why is this happening?" Murong Tian's eyes were about to burst.
He is an elder of Tianlan Sect who holds real power. He holds a high position and is powerful.
Murong Chen was his only son, and he gave him all hope.
Since childhood, he has used his own strength to nourish his meridians, and even used precious medicine to temper his flesh and blood.
He hopes that one day his son can soar into the sky and transform into a dragon.
But now, he is dead?
"Su Changqing!" Murong Chen's face was gloomy. Of course he knew who Su Changqing was.
Back then, Murong Tian had murderous intentions towards Su Changqing and wanted to kill him because of Lin Qingxue.
He was the one who stopped him. In order to improve his son's status, he reasoned with him.
But in the end, his son died at the hands of the good-for-nothing he used to be.
"I hate it!" A fierce roar came from Murong Tian's mouth.
"If I hadn't stopped Chen'er back then, how could he have been in the same catastrophe today?" Murong Chen's whole body was filled with strong fluctuations, which was frightening.
He was originally the Holy Son, but he was defeated in the competition for the sect leader, so he became an elder of the Tianlan Sect.
But his status is no less than that of the Great Elder, with high authority.
At this time, his son's tragic death made him filled with hatred, strong murderous intent filled the air, and the surrounding void roared with strong fluctuations.
"Great Elder, let me go. I will kill that thief and bring back the "Shenzhao" sword!"
The Great Elder's eyes flashed, he looked at Murong Tian, and said in a low voice: "Yes!"
"Elder Murong, there is a secret in Su Changqing. If it can be unearthed, it will be a great blessing." Mo Guzhou said.
"Are you sure?" Murong Tian asked.
"Sure!"
"I understand!" Murong Tian's eyes were cold, and then he turned and left the hall.
"Great Elder, you have also seen Lin Qingxue's physique. She can be made a quasi-saintess."
Murong Tian's voice came from outside the hall, and then his figure disappeared.
At this time, Su Changqing had already arrived outside the Hongye Branch. Looking at the blood-red Luohong Mountain, his eyes flashed, and then he climbed the mountain.
He was tall and slender, wearing a ghost face mask, and walked towards the mountain.
This place is the Hongye Branch of Nanli Country and is heavily guarded. Along the way, Su Changqing has discovered that no less than ten people are secretly observing him.
None of them showed up and seemed to be watching me.
Regarding these, Su Changqing did not hesitate at all, but went straight to the top of the mountain.
On Luohong Mountain, there are many palaces and red maple trees all over the mountain, reflecting half of the sky in red.
"Qing Emperor, Lord Gui Luo invites you!"
As soon as Su Changqing reached the top of the mountain, a man in black came and spoke.
"Please come with me!"
Su Changqing nodded and followed the man in black towards a main hall.
The main hall is magnificent and majestic, but the interior is dimly lit and filled with gloomy air.
Above the main hall, a scrawny old man sat on it. His eyes glowed with light as he looked at Su Changqing, who was slowly approaching from outside the main hall.
"Qing Emperor!" Gui Luo spoke, his voice hoarse and terrifying.
Su Changqing nodded and stood in the main hall.
"I wonder what Lord Guiluo has summoned me to do?" Su Changqing said.
Ghost Luo smiled solemnly and said: "The name Qingdi has become very famous in Nanchang City recently."
"Master Guiluo is so complimentary."
"Haha, I admire you very much. Do you want to stay in Luohongshan?"
When Su Changqing heard this, he did not speak, but looked at Gui Luo, wondering what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.
"Have you ever heard of Su Changqing?" At this moment, Gui Luo suddenly said.
Su Changqing narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice: "I heard it!"
"I called you here today because there is something I need you to do!"
Gui Luo looked at Su Changqing, his eyes emitting a frightening light.
"Su Changqing injured my nephew King Rakshasa. King Rakshasa has spoken and everyone related to Su Changqing will die."
"If Su Changqing is to live in regret, all his relatives and friends will die!"
A sinister voice came from Guiluo's mouth, full of resentment.
"You dare to hurt my nephew. This Su Changqing is really arrogant. Emperor Qing, can you possibly do this?"
Gui Luo looked at Su Changqing, waiting for his response.
Su Changqing's eyes were deep and he didn't react for a moment.
The person in charge of the Nanli branch asked me to come here just to kill him?
To be continued...