Chapter 170: Wedding banquet and murderous intentions

At 9:11, the believers of the Painted Ji were teleported from the teleportation hall of Bingzhou City to the teleportation hall of Chang'an City.

The believer of the Painted Gaul is 2.6 meters tall. As soon as the figure that was different from ordinary people appeared in the teleportation hall of Chang'an City, it immediately attracted the attention of the people in the hall.

Some people are surprised, some are envious, and some are disdainful...

More than a hundred people in the hall reacted in a mixed manner, and so many eyes were focused on themselves. The believers of the Painted Gaul looked motionless on the surface, and walked out of the teleportation hall with a wooden face and stepped onto the Chang'an City Street in the night.

As soon as the believers of the Painted Gaul, two inconspicuous teenagers in the hall looked at each other in confusion. Among them, the older teenagers nodded at the younger teenagers, about 12, and then looked around alertly, then walked out of the bright teleportation hall quietly, and left the teleportation hall. He quickly walked towards the center of the city. The young man's thin figure quickly disappeared into the night.

About two minutes later, Yang Jun, wearing a normal style and a long gown of ordinary fabric, flashed a circle of golden light with the No. 7 teleportation array in the teleportation hall of Chang'an City, and appeared in the No. 7 teleportation array.

On weekdays, Yang Jun had short hair less than half an inch long, but at this time he had black hair shawls in his shoulders that appeared in the teleportation array. The thick and soft black hair was dripping from both sides of his cheeks, covering his side face. It was obvious that he was wearing a wig.

The wig he wore was almost real.

Yang Jun's vulture sword was also inserted into the scabbard and hung around his waist.

As soon as he appeared from the teleportation array, Yang Jun glanced at it and saw the situation in the hall.

Except for Yang Jun was 1.82 meters tall and had an ordinary face. With his average clothes, he appeared in the teleportation hall of Chang'an City, so naturally few people paid attention to him.

After glanced at the situation in the hall, Yang Jun walked out of the hall and walked out of the teleportation hall smoothly.

Before coming, he discussed with the believers of Huaji, intending not to make an appointment to fight for August Feng Feixue as death was forever, because the appointment would make August Feng Feixue prepare. This is Chang'an City, which is the territory of August Feng Feixue. Once she is prepared, the variables will be great.

But if you don’t make an appointment, how can you get rid of August Feng Feixue?

Yang Jun walked out of the teleportation hall and looked at the brightest lighted palace group in the center of the city. According to information, it was the core of Chang'an City - the former dynasty palace, which has now been renamed the Twelve Halls of Rakshasa.

Logically, it is the center of Rakshasa Sect, and most of August Feng Feixue and her confidants should be there.

Yang Jun did not stop and walked in that direction.

The believers of Huaji will go in and force the masters of the Rakshasa Sect, even the August Feng Feixue, to fight immediately, and then when they siege the believers of Huaji, it is his chance to take action!

There is only one opportunity!

Suddenly, he attacked August Feng Feixue at the same time as the believers of Huaji. Both Yang Jun and the believers of Huaji were 90% sure that August Feng Feixue would be killed in one move.

This plan is dangerous.

The danger lies in whether the believers of Huaji can persist until Yang Jun arrives. If not, the plan will likely be shattered. The result may be the cost of the lives of the believers of Huaji and Yang Jun.

But believers in the Painted Gaul have confidence, and Yang Jun has so too!

The believers of the Painted Knife who were about to approach the 12th Hall of Rakshasa were approaching the magnificent Rakshasa Twelve Hall like meteors. On the street thousands of meters away from the Painted Knife believers, Yang Jun, with a long hair, also strode towards the 12th Hall of Rakshasa with a solemn expression.

If the believers of the Huaji were not too tall, Yang Jun would choose to teleport to the teleportation hall of Chang'an City at the same time as the believers of the Huaji, but the height of the Huaji was too tall. No matter where the believers of the Huaji were more than 2.6 meters tall, it would attract the attention of people around. Therefore, Yang Jun could not appear in the teleportation hall at the same time as the believers of the Huaji, because if the people of the Rakshasa Sect knew that he and the Huaji believed appeared in Chang'an City at the same time, it would definitely arouse the alertness of the Rakshasa Sect. Once this is the case, the plan of Yang Jun and the Huaji believers would be ineffective.

The Twelve Palaces of the Rakshasa are the imperial palaces of the previous dynasty, and they must occupy a large area and the palaces must be brilliant. The Rakshasa Sect uses it as the headquarters of the Rakshasa Sect, making the Rakshasa Sect very proud. Every time they enter this palace, the people of the Rakshasa Sect will have an illusion that they live on the emperor's golden dragon land, and they will definitely be able to rule the world.

And tonight, the glory of the Twelve Halls of Rakshasa is also full of joy.

Because today is their great elder of Rakshasa Sect - telling the sad birthday. Not only the other two elders, the Four Silver Rakshasa, and even their sect leader, August Feng Feixue, are celebrating the birthday of the great elder.

The First Hall of Rakshasa, which covers an area of ​​thousands of meters, is filled with water mats. The gang members who came to congratulate the Great Elder on their birthday came in batches to eat and drink. Although they are women, they also like to sit together like men and fight wine, especially when more than 99% of them are women.

The first hall is divided into inner and outer primary and secondary. In addition to the eight side halls outside the hall, there is also a main hall in the middle, but the main hall is not something that ordinary people can enter.

At this time, although the atmosphere in the main hall was as festive, it was not as noisy as the eight side halls outside.

The main hall is not as magnificent as the outside, but looks elegant.

There is a large round table with a diameter of nearly three meters in the middle of the main hall today. On the round table is the world of flowers, noble purple roses, snow-white lilies...

The colorful purples not only look beautiful, but also fill the entire main hall with the fragrance of flowers.

But tonight, in this main hall, the most beautiful and fragrant thing is not the table full of flowers. Around the main hall, there is an oval circle of wide purple wooden chairs.

Next to the wooden chair is a short table, with delicious food and delicious wine on the short table. There is only one man on the sixteen chairs, and the other fifteen are all young and beautiful beauties.

These beauties are naturally far more beautiful than flowers and fragrant than flowers in the cold night.

Yes! The only man in this hall is the cold night.

He has always been the suitor of August Feng Feixue. Whether in or outside the game, he once challenged Yang Jun because Yang Jun killed August Feng Feixue, but died under Yang Jun's sword.

Later he came to Chang'an City. In Chang'an City, he formed a Dark Night Gang. His Dark Night Gang was the biggest overlord in Chang'an City before. However, as soon as August Feng Feixue formed the Rakshasa Sect, the dark night Bingliang gave in to Chang'an City and even disbanded his Dark Night Gang, but he only joined the Rakshasa Sect with a few confidants.

He gave up the position of leader of the Hei Ye Gang, but he was willing to be the second elder of the Rakshasa Sect.

Tonight, August Feng Feixue sat in the upper position, and he was sitting at the first place on her right. As for the first place on the left, it was about sadness, and his position in the Rakshasa Sect was second only to August Feng Feixue's great elder.

August Feng Feixue sat in the upper position, but the protagonist tonight was about sadness, because September 6th was about sadness.

Not only are there phoenixes flying in August, but the night is cold and the sadness is revealed, but there are also leaders of the Rakshasa sect such as the Third Elder Nan Nan, Silver Rakshasa singer, Dance God, Wonderful Hand, Female Hero, Yayan.

August Feng Feixue is still so beautiful that it makes people feel unreal, and she deserves the title of Oriental Venus.

The night was cold and still had a wild look. As for the great elder, he was about 27 years old, and he was elegant and he sat there and rarely spoke. He felt a little lonely. What felt was out of place with her was that there was a big knife like a guillotine on the short table beside her.

Third Elder Nan Nan, if Yang Jun saw it, he might cancel his action tonight...

Other women are also spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, each with their own style.

"Come on! My great elder! I'll give you a cup! I wish you a happy birthday and a happy day every day!"

August Feng Feixue held an amber cup and toasted to Shu sadly.

"Okay! Sister! Sister Xue is polite to you! I am polite to you too!"

The one who echoes the singer is as beautiful as her name, even if she speaks, she is as beautiful as singing.

Then the God of Dance, Hei Ye Bingliang and others raised their glasses to Shushu's sadness.

Although she didn't talk much about sadness, there was a faint smile on her face. At this time, facing everyone's toast, she sat in her seat and picked up the wine glass and drank it all, then lit the bottom of the glass to everyone, signaling her to drink it all.

She didn't speak, but she used her actions to arouse everyone's praise.

The mandarin duck sword ghost has arrived.
Chapter completed!