Chen Hao was walking slowly with Hua Weisheng's clothes. The rain poured down, forming a gurgling stream on the ground, washing out pieces of mud, sand and gravel. His toes touched the water surface lightly, causing a little ripples. His body was like the wind, and he was separated by a transparent and invisible shield, which squeezed all the falling rain to the side. Soon after, he returned to the Tianxing Station.

The thin horses in the stable were neighing. The door that had been broken before was barely blocked by people with several tables and chairs, but they could not stop the rain from pouring into the gap. There were still people in the room shouting loudly, mixed with the rustling sound of the rain clicking on the ground and it was not clear.

Chen Hao walked to the entrance of the house and kicked out at the wooden square table. With a click, the tables and chairs blocked here all collapsed into countless pieces and splashed towards the inside of the lobby. There was a sudden commotion in the house, and a clanging sound, as if someone had pulled out the sword.

"Who is it?" asked a man in surprise, and saw that the water at the door was hazy and it was hard to see clearly.

Chen Hao slowly walked out of the rain curtain, without any trace of water droplets all over his body, and he sneered repeatedly, "Just just now, your young master wanted to leave you without saying goodbye. I'll invite him back and chat with everyone about the next family matters, without losing an interesting thing?"

He held the figure in his hand and threw it heavily on the ground, rolled a few times, revealing a pale face, his whole body motionless like a pile of wood, without making any sound.

"What a young master, you... have you killed him?" A voice shouted in horror. Chen Hao looked up and saw a thin man in gray robe. Who was the servant next to Mr. Hua before?

Chen Hao couldn't help but jokingly said, "Why? I was crying and shouting to make the decision for you. Now I have punished your master. You should be happy, but why do you look sad?"

Zheng Yuan said with a sad face: "Young Master's father is an elder of a sect. If you kill him, you have caused a huge disaster. Lingjiangmen and you are already in a state of dying. Even if we are present, everyone will be sentenced to poor guards and will suffer from the disaster. Everyone has to die before they can apologize. Do you think we can be happy in this way?"

Hearing this, the guards were also in a state of turmoil. Everyone's face was filled with miserable expressions. Some timid clanging sounds were so scared that they threw the long sword in their hands on the ground. Seeing the eyes of others looking at him, they picked it up again timidly.

None of them dared to speak again, and they didn't dare to show a trace of complaint in their eyes, for fear that the evil spirit in front of them would be annoyed by it. After all, as Hua Weisheng's guards, they knew more or less the cultivation level of their master. When they saw that he took the elixir against the heavens, they were still inferior to the person in front of them, how could they not be shocked? With the cultivation level of a warrior level against the enemy, they were afraid that as Zheng Yuan said before, they would be destroyed by one of his fingers.

These people stood there and did not dare to move. Only Cui Wushang and others who were huddled in a corner of the lobby occasionally sent a look of awe, and the atmosphere became very depressing. Many thoughts were like mountains, heavily pressing on everyone's hearts.

Seeing this, Chen Hao couldn't help but cough and broke the calm, saying, "Why look at me like this? I'm just looking for someone to do something for me when I get back here. Other irrelevant people can leave on their own, and I will never stop me."

"What...what?" Zheng Yuan's eyes lit up, and he spoke with courage. "If you are useful, please speak small, and the small will do your best to complete it. I just hope that the adults can bring the small with you for the sake of serving you, so that they will not let the small suffer from the Lingjiangmen's poisonous hand."

"Oh?" Chen Hao laughed strangely, nodded and said, "You are smart enough, okay, if you can survive this, I promise to take action for you to stop the person who attacks you."

"I'm lucky to die?" Zheng Yuan exclaimed, and a buzzing sound in his head, and an ominous premonition appeared. He asked urgently: "What do you want me to do?"

Chen Hao looked at the hole above his head and said lightly: "I want you to go back to Lingjiang Gate and tell your sixth elder Li Lanqiu, and said that I have a big gift here to give him. Hua Weisheng has a grudge against him. Now I have captured him alive and let him do the killing and cutting, as long as he agrees to hand over the girl surnamed Zheng in his hand to me."

"What!" Zheng Yuan staggered a few steps and fell to the ground. The cold sweat on his head was already soaked in his hair. The pulp was very embarrassed. He murmured: "It turns out that the lord has such a plan. No wonder he said in his tone that I will die for a lifetime. But I am the servant next to the third young master. If I leave my master alone, I will definitely be suspicious. I am afraid that I will not be able to complete what the lord just said?"

He had a strong hope in his eyes, and he couldn't wait to scramble for him just now, but now he was full of thoughts to throw away this hot potato and said a lot of reasons, hoping that Chen Hao would replace him with another person and return to Lingjiangmen to do this.

However, Chen Hao shook his head and said, "I have made a decision and will not change it. What? Didn't you just say that you want to work hard for me? Now I just want you to convey a few words, which can make you so embarrassed. I'm here to push three obstacles?"

"Is it?" He stared at Zheng Yuan with cold light and shouted sternly: "Are you teasing me?"

"No...no!" Zheng Yuan was shocked and quickly replied with a sad face, "Sir, let's go, then go, I just hope that the adults will remember what they promised before. If a young man is lucky enough to die, he is chased by the masters in the sect, and he hopes to rescue him!"

Chen Hao nodded and said, "If you pass this letter on smoothly, you will naturally save your life."

Zheng Yuan slowly stood up, and under the gloating gaze of the guards, he limped out of the gate. Soon he heard a horse neighing outside, and the sound of hooves was rapid, and he walked further and further away.

Chen Hao's face gradually became calm. If this person could send a message to the sixth elder just now, he would be a sudden storm and he would have to make some preparations in advance. After all, I don't know how many masters will come openly and secretly.

He looked at the post officer in a corner and ordered, "Where are the food I asked you to prepare before? Why don't you go and get him ready to deliver it to my room? The same is true for hot water. After you deliver it, keep the door and don't let anyone disturb me."

The postman was stunned and said, "Yes, yes, I'll prepare now."

Chen Hao nodded, grabbed Hua Weisheng on the ground, walked towards the stairs leading upstairs, and said, "As for you guards, what are you still standing here for? Do you want to wait for me to change your mind and keep you all?"

"I dare not, don't dare." Everyone responded repeatedly, and buzzed and scattered like birds and beasts. Regardless of the pouring rain outside, they rushed towards the door one by one, and disappeared into the heavy rain curtains soon.

Chen Hao nodded, moved his feet lightly, and had already re-entered the room before. The sky became a little dark, and a rustling sound came through the window. It seemed that the rain would take a long time to go down, but it would take no time to go, and the rain would be dyed bright red, and a gust of fishy wind blew across the inn, and the wind was as shrill as a song.

He threw Hua Weisheng beside the huge screen, sat on the table and chair by himself, picked up a small jade pot and poured a small glass of wine into the cup, took a sip, the wine was still warm, and the chest was warm, and it drove away a lot of chills.

Looking at the window ridges that were flashing and moving, I put the wine glass back on the table, reached out and took out something from my arms and started playing with it gently.

This is a black hexagonal crystal, which was obtained by killing the puppet Dharma body refined by the monk named Li. At that time, there was no time to study it. Everything was temporarily settled and I had the time to investigate it carefully. I was very curious that such a crystal could have such magical effects. Thinking of the elusive body of the monk named Li, he was still a little scared. If it weren't for the Kongyue Sword's full of spirituality, I would probably not be able to escape the opponent's Phantom Nine Killings.

"Wait, the sixth elder of Lingjiangmen is called Li Lanqiu. The monk was named Li just now. Is there any connection between the two?" He was shocked, and he murmured, his face changed a little. The puppet body he had killed before had only one or two powers of his original body. If this monk came in person, he would probably not be able to get it from it. The monk Dancheng had already survived the great catastrophe of dragon and tiger, and he must have some magical means on his body. Don't accidentally overturn the ship in the gutter.

He bent his fingers and bounced a strong wind on Hua Weisheng. The latter snorted lightly, woke up, coughed a few times, spit out a mouthful of thick blood that had accumulated in his chest, slowly opened his eyes, and said weakly: "What else do you want to ask me? I advise you not to waste your time. You have deceived me once before, so don't even think about getting sporadic news from me this time."

"Is that right?" Chen Hao sneered and said, "It seems that our Master Hua San still hasn't figured out the situation and can't tell the difference between the meat and meat. If you say it, you can still suffer less, don't make yourself wrong!"

He grabbed a jade wine glass, rubbed the cup with one hand, and suddenly threw it out suddenly. It was lightning-fast and hit Hua Weisheng's chest, which was embedded in the wound he had blown out by the green lotus, and it was cracked. Drops of scarlet blood oozed out of it and slowly dripped on the wine glass.
Chapter completed!