Jin Zhuyue's pace was light and she left suddenly without alarming others.

Their patrol team was temporarily expanded.

Most of the team are half-life boys who are just starting out.

If you want to understand the words and expressions and insights into the experiences of all directions, I am afraid that even Zong Xian is not as good as Jin Zhuyue, who was born in a gang.

Buqian leaned against the earthen wall and was carelessly drinking the sorghum brew in the wine gourd, and looked at the end of the alley from time to time.

The three gongs just now were a warning. He only hoped that those Jinglian scholars would not be ungrateful and would not leave without any hesitation. That would be a troublesome thing.

Zong Xian stood there but did not move.

He didn't expect that Jin Zhuyue would have a chivalrous spirit in her heart.

Originally, in his opinion, Jin Zhuyue was a wonderful person with excellent martial arts, figure, appearance and conversation, and she also had the cunning of a gang philanthropy.

In terms of mental maturity alone, she is far superior to her peers.

If Zong Xian had not been as profound as two lifetimes, he might not be as mature as her.

In theory, Jin Zhuyue should understand the principle of seeking profit and avoiding harm and causing trouble.

But she was so straightforward and honest that Zong Xian was indeed unexpected. This proved that human nature was so complex that it could not be summarized in a simple way by stereotypes.

After waiting for about a few minutes, the fire at the end of the alley ahead did not converge, but instead there was a sound of fighting, mixed with the noisy shouts of the poor people in the village.

This incident made everyone look at each other. Even Lao Qian put down the wine gourd, with a knife in his left arm, and a crossbow in his right arm, looking forward, waiting for the battle.

The eight martial arts disciples behind him also raised their killing sticks, looking ahead with a nervous expression, but did not dare to act rashly.

"Old money..."

Someone shouted.

Lao Qian turned around and made a move to silence and wait.

Everyone was so arrogant that they were still a little more immature.

When something really happens, the competitive spirit in my heart will disappear immediately.

The Jinglian Sect has been deteriorating for several states in succession. It is even rumored that the iron-fisted county magistrate Wang Xianyou was infected with a serious illness three months ago because he was infected with the evil deeds of the Jinglian Sect!

During this period, the captain of the "Zhuang" camp in the inner city also led a team to chase after him for a while, but these guys broke into pieces in the daytime, from the sincere disciples to the eight-sect incense masters, outside patrols, guardians, altar masters, lotus masters...

Every time I arrive at a place, the development of believers continues to bring their families and their families, and they take root very deeply and can be transferred underground at any time.

No one knows whether their neighbors, neighbors, or friends have been brainwashed as cult believers.

Moreover, the Jinglian Sect only flows in preaching at night. Every time, masters follow you.

The city captain and the city defense force chased each time, but each time they returned in vain.

It cannot be said that there is no result in the battle. It is just that all the kittens and dogs were caught. None of the real middle and senior officials of the Jinglian Sect caught them, and they were as slippery as loaches.

Under such circumstances, most people have a little respect for the Jinglian Sect.

Zong Xian frowned slightly, knowing that the sound of fighting in front of him must be related to Jin Zhuyue!

"Why go and have a look?"

"If the situation is wrong, you can also go and send rescue soldiers earlier."

"Her father is the guardian of the Hawks in the West of the City. He has great martial arts skills and many gangs under his command. He has a wide network of contacts in the county. He will definitely spare no effort to rescue his daughter!"

Zong Xian changed his mind and decided to check the situation.

If something big is wrong, he will turn around and leave!

Thinking of this, he slowly put down the lantern in his hand, shook his sleeves, and took out a masked black scarf. This was what he had prepared for a long time.

Previously, the people in the patrol team did not even notice Jin Zhuyue's departure, let alone now.

Their minds were attracted by the movements of fighting and killing ahead, and they would not notice Zong Xian's whereabouts at all.

He took a few steps back, hid in the shadow and put on a masked towel, and then he flipped over the shanty town next to him as before and left the place.

After walking around the simple shanty, he soon arrived at the other side of the Fengerzhai Market and bowed and hid behind a stall.

Zong Xian has bought gray cakes here several times, so he is not unfamiliar with it.

Just as soon as he came out, he smelled a strange fragrance, and couldn't help but feel alert and held his breath.

There was originally a large open space in the middle of the market, but now it has become the temporary temple of the Jinglian Sect.

I saw a wooden stake in the middle, and a man with long hair covering his face was tied up on it.

The man had already fallen into a coma, lowered his head and did not move. There was a wooden sign hanging on it, with a name on it.

There is a lot of dry firewood piled under the wooden stakes, which looks like Jin Zhuyue said, and it is a fire sacrifice!

Not far away, Jin Zhuyue was fighting fiercely with two men in black robes.

It seems that the strange fragrance is not a poisonous fragrance, otherwise she would not be so lively.

The movements Qian Youcai and others heard came from this.

There were more than a dozen guys who were of different heights but were also wearing black robes next to them, but they didn't mean to intervene.

Instead, they were interested in the left and right, guarding a petite man in black robe in the middle, as if watching a show.

As for the poor people in the village, the pan-worshipers had already run away.

Zong Xian looked at it secretly and found that Jin Zhuyue was not at a disadvantage by fighting against two.

It seems that she has practiced more than one martial arts, mainly based on the Sky Eagle Claws, and she really has the momentum of the Sky Eagle hunting rabbit when she makes moves.

Moreover, Zong Xian also discovered that Jin Zhuyue's real realm was not just a great achievement in the body-building realm, but a Qi and Blood Realm warrior. The gale wind she waved her claws just now actually rushed into a stall across the air. This was not the strength that a body-building realm warrior could exert.

No wonder I dare to come and meddle in other people's business. It turns out that I have two tricks!

It is obvious that he is not the only one who hides his weakness.

Master Qi could definitely see her background, but he didn't make any statement.

It can be seen that Jin Zhuyue also hid several moves. No wonder she had said before that she would enter the martial arts hall in the city as soon as she wanted to. She probably learned a lot of martial arts moves.

But she is two years older than Zong Xian, and she is not bad at practicing martial arts for more than two years. If Zong Xian practices for another two years, even if he does not have the [Mysterious Opportunity], his martial arts attainments and progress will not be much worse than Jin Zhuyue!

But even so, Jin Zhuyue’s current situation is not optimistic.

The dozen or so men in black robes around were holding cats and playing with mice. If they rushed forward, Jin Zhuyue would be defeated in an instant!

Seeing these evil people's fearless appearance, they didn't take Lao Qian's gong sound just now at all. As for the gangs in the village, they didn't dare to come out to catch this bad luck.

Just as Zong Xian was thinking, the golden bamboo moon was steadily tied down, and a horse stance was used to push the palms with both horse steps. The thick blood gathered on his arms. The huge force instantly knocked away the two men in black robe. They fell on the dry firewood pile and made a harsh collision sound.

"call…"

Jin Zhuyue's chest was undulating and her breath was also slightly affected.

She clenched her fists with ease and did not dare to slack off at all.

“Hehehehehe…”

Seeing this scene, the men in black robes laughed strangely.

Chapter completed!