"Well? Lord Nangong died for Master Nangong? Then why is it said that he was killed by Cheng Chi?"
Cheng Chi's eyes flashed with murderous intent. Nangong Feizhu could be said to be his best friend in the land of China, but now he was driven half crazy by this fake Cheng Chi. He really deserves to die!
"Hey! If it weren't for rescuing the seriously injured Young Master Nangong from Cheng Chi's sword, how could Lord Nangong be captured by that evil man? In the end, everyone found Lord Nangong's unrecognizable body in a ruined temple. He had obviously suffered a lot.
Tortured to death.”
The old beggar said angrily, "It's hateful that such a good girl was humiliated and killed like this!"
There was a "bang" sound, and the old beggar and Zhang Daoling stared blankly at the table. The delicious food was scattered in all directions. The table had long since fallen apart, and the floor was in a mess. The food and wine were mixed with the wood chips on the table and scattered all over the private room.
"hateful!"
Cheng Chi's eyes were red, and his cold aura caused the temperature around him to drop instantly. The wine that was flowing slowly turned into crystal icicles in an instant, and the old beggar and Zhang Daoling shivered from the cold.
"Waiter! Another table of good wine and good food!"
Cheng Chi slowly calmed down his inner anger, sat down slowly and shouted outside.
Not long after, a new table of fine wine and delicacies was prepared. Zhang Daoling and the old beggar looked at each other and looked at Cheng Chi opposite him uneasily. Zhang Daoling naturally understood Cheng Chi's angry mood, while the old beggar thought that the person in front of him was Cheng Chi's.
He was angry at what he had done, and actually had some admiration for Cheng Chi in his heart.
"Old beggar, I was young and good at writing. I didn't know the importance of martial arts. Now I really regret it. If I could lift a thousand-jin cauldron and step on the microwave lake, I would definitely eliminate harm in the martial arts world!"
The old beggar said indignantly, as if his ambition in this life had always been a mistake, and only happiness and revenge were the pursuit of life.
"Hahaha... what the old gentleman said is that if a man bleeds but does not shed tears, he should eliminate harm in the martial arts world and establish a destiny for the people."
Cheng Chi laughed and said, "If you know my identity, you won't be scared to death."
"My old beggar is destined to meet you two today, let's have a drink!"
The old beggar raised his glass and said cheerfully.
"cheers!"
Cheng Chi and Zhang Daoling looked at each other and said in unison.
"You two don't need to be too angry. This Cheng Chi is also a grasshopper after autumn. He will be able to jump around in a few days."
The old beggar put down his wine glass and added a piece of chicken wing.
"How do you say this?"
Cheng Chi asked while eating.
"You don't know, right? A few days ago, Tianyong City posted a hero post, inviting heroes from all walks of life to go to Tianyong City and Jianfeng to participate in the massacre."
The old beggar chuckled.
"City massacre meeting? Are they going to massacre the city?"
Cheng Chi was a little confused, what does this have to do with him?
"The homophone of Tu Cheng is not Tu Cheng, so I invite all sects and factions to work together to deal with this evil man Wang Cheng Chi."
The old beggar explained.
"I see."
Cheng Chi picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. He was really depressed. He had become the king of villains even though he had done nothing.
"At the massacre meeting, Tianyong City will gather people from all walks of life to discuss how to get rid of this martial arts scourge, and I heard that they caught Nangong Feizhu. I heard that Nangong Feizhu is a good friend of Cheng Chi, so I can only blame him.
It’s a mistake to make friends.”
The old beggar sighed and said, picking up the wine glass and preparing to drink it all in one gulp to express his melancholy.
There was a "bang", and before the old beggar could take a sip of wine, the wine glass in his hand was shattered by the oncoming strong wind. Cheng Chi's eyes were spitting fire, wishing he could kill everyone, this was his only best friend in the land of China.
, was actually used as a sacrificial flag!
At this moment, Cheng Chi's heart was raging with murderous intent. No matter whether those bad things were done by him or not, if he dared to hurt his friends, he would only die!
Tianyong City is located on Wangxian Peak in China. It has been established for nearly a thousand years and is one of the top forces in China. Although it is the twelfth lunar month of winter, spring is picturesque on Wangxian Peak. Hundreds of flowers are blooming and everything is in full bloom.
.
Looking from a distance, a majestic city is inserted diagonally into the mountain peak, higher than the waterfall, flying down thousands of feet, stirring up layers of water waves, and it really flows down three thousand feet, which is suspected to be the force of the Milky Way falling from the sky.
The springs in the mountains are tinkling, the creatures are playing, and various pavilions and pavilions are scattered on the surrounding mountains, making it feel like a fairyland.
Above the clouds, a peak within a peak reappears on the top of the mountain. This peak is like a sharp sword piercing the sky. The peak is as red as blood, and the rocks are arranged neatly like scales, forming an angle with the ground.
This peak is called Yujian Peak, and it is the highest point in the entire Tianyong City. It is said to reach the sky with one sword.
Two iron chains hang down from the top of the peak. They are as thick as a fist and dark in color. There is a faint cold air on the surface, which is bone-breaking when touched. Two people are tied at the end of the iron chains, one man and one woman.
They were all unkempt, with weak breaths, scars all over their bodies, and broken muscles and broken veins. They were Nangong Feizhu and a maid from the Punishment Hall who were forcibly captured by Tianyong City.
"Hahaha......"
Suddenly a woman's wild laughter came from a distance, a red shadow flew past, a beautiful woman dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a head full of jewels and jade hairpins, moved lightly on her lotus steps, causing her ring to jingle, and a stunning beauty came riding on the wind and flying through the air.
"Nangong Feizhu, I didn't expect you to be here today!"
The woman came to the top of the mountain and said with a ferocious smile.
"I don't know...I don't know who the girl is..." Nangong Feizhu tried his best to squeeze out a few words, and a faint bloodshot immediately flowed from his chapped lips. The repeated encounters made him, a fat man, feel a little...
despair.
"Who am I! Hahaha... When you killed my brother Wen Xu, why didn't you ask who he was!"
The woman waved her hand, and a white cold light penetrated the iron chain. Nangong Feizhu suddenly felt that his internal organs were frozen, his Dantian was shattered, and he looked up to the sky and screamed in pain.
"Stop! Cough cough cough..."
Yin Yuqing scolded angrily, causing the wound to cough violently.
"Hahaha... Now I finally want to avenge my brother Wen Xu! You all just wait for me, none of you will end well!"
Thinking that not long ago, she had just designed to get rid of the second sword holder of Tianyong City, Elder Yue Lingkong, the corners of the woman's mouth turned up, and her face was full of joy. Maybe she was already dead from the moment Yin Qianbei killed Li Wenxu.
, what is left now is just a vengeful body.
A drop of tear streaked across the cheeks and lips, taking away the thick foundation. Which one is the real self? The woman turned around and disappeared in the wind. Maybe the innocent Xing Ziyan yesterday had already gone far away with his warm brother.
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On the rugged mountain road, three figures were running rapidly, and their afterimages flashed like antelopes hanging their horns, leaving no trace.
"You brat, are you really going to save your friend?"
Zhang Daoling attached a talisman to himself and barely kept up with Cheng Chi and Wen Lanfeng.
"Nonsense! If anything happens to my friend, I will kill the entire Tianyong City!"
Cheng Chi's eyes were filled with anger, his iron fists were clenched, and he ran with all his strength, hoping to reach Tianyong City in the next moment.
"No, that's not what I meant. What I meant was, do we need to plan it carefully?"
Zhang Daoling said anxiously, as the saying goes, a sharpened knife will make a difference in chopping firewood. If you don't plan carefully and rush into Tianyong City to save people, let alone the number of masters and strong men in Tianyong City, just the number of people in one sect.