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Chapter three hundred and thirty second pedantic sour Confucianism

Chen Hechen and Xue Shiren were stunned. Chen Hechen glanced at Yang Zhao. Yang Zhao nodded lightly and said in a low voice: "Sir, Mr. Li was coerced by the people in the village to go up the mountain. He just arrived in the village less than a month ago, isn't it?

People in the cottage.? ”

Chen Hechen said with a smile, said with a smile: "It turns out that he is a scholar, not a bandit, that's good. It's a great achievement for you to bring out the remnants of the village. I will have a big reward for you. Okay, okay, here comes another one, haha

." But he was talking about Ye Xiaoxi.

Li Luo let out a long sigh and said, "You have ignored Dagan's laws and taken human lives seriously. The officials have forced the people to rebel, but the people have no choice but to rebel. I only found out today."

Xue Shiren grinned and said: "It turns out that he is a pedantic and bitter scholar. Even if he is not a bandit, he is still a remnant of the village. If he cannot be kept, it is better to kill him to save trouble."

Yang Zhao hurriedly spoke: "General, Mr. Li said it unintentionally. He really is not a member of the village. Mr. Chen, please show mercy."

Chen Hechen looked at Li Luo coldly. Scholars are the most troublesome, and murderous intent was already in their hearts. Wen Yan said: "I think he is a bandit. Once he becomes a bandit, is there anyone who is innocent?"

Perhaps Huang Yuntian cried a little louder, and Chen Hechen looked impatient and shouted coldly: "It's noisy."

As soon as he finished speaking, a soldier behind him threw a spear, intending to stab Huang Yuntian to death.

Ye Shiyao and others shouted: "Qiba, get away quickly." Han Gong, Ye Zhushan and Wen Zui all rushed forward, but they were far away from Huang Yuntian, and Huang Yuntian was about to be killed by the spear.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes blurred. Li Luo was standing beside Huang Yuntian at some point, looking down at Huang Yuntian, and said harmoniously: "Don't cry, what did the teacher teach you?"

Everyone in the village was in shock and looked intently. The spear thrown by the officers and soldiers was deflected and stuck in the ground. The spear body trembled slightly. How could Huang Yuntian survive if he received such a blow?

Except for Han Gong, everyone in Lianyun Village took a breath of cold air. Even Ye Xiaoxi, who didn't know martial arts, almost screamed out in surprise while looking at Li Luo, stunned.

Huang Yuntian looked up at Li Luo and sobbed: "Sir, he said that men don't shed tears lightly, but, sir, dad is dead, dad is dead."

Li Luo felt hurt, caressed the top of Huang Yuntian's head, and said softly: "Yuntian, sir, there is one more thing I haven't taught you. Men don't shed tears lightly, but it's just not when they are sad. In the future, when you are alone, you must remember this."

Stay, a man must be self-reliant, self-respecting, self-reliant, behave upright, and sit upright, so that his time in this world will not be wasted."

Huang Yuntian nodded, not knowing whether he understood or not. He stood up, stood beside Li Luo, looked at the officers and soldiers in front of him hatefully, and said word by word: "When I grow up, I will kill all these bad people."

.”

Li Luo was speechless and raised his head to look at the officers and soldiers quietly.

Li Luo had just performed Qing Kung, but no one could see clearly in broad daylight. Chen Hechen felt a chill in his heart and took a step back unconsciously, his murderous intent fully revealed.

He shouted: "Rebellion, rebellion, the soldiers obeyed the order and killed him for me." Several people from Qiyun Castle and Yunyinmen were standing outside watching the fun without any sympathy when they saw Li Luoshen.

The law was so frightening that he hurriedly rushed in front of Chen Hechen to protect him. They looked at each other for a while, wondering who Li Luo was.

At this moment, behind Lin, a sharp arrow shot through the air towards Chen Hechen. It stopped in the blink of an eye. The bodyguard beside Chen Hechen shouted loudly and raised his sword to cut it down. When the arrow hit, the long sword was knocked away, and the arrow's power did not decrease.

, stabbed into Chen Hechen's shoulder, took Chen Hechen flying up, and nailed him to a tree trunk a few steps away.

Before the officers and soldiers could rescue him, another figure flashed out of the forest. It looked more ghostly than Li Luo just now. It didn't stick to a trace of smoke and dust, and it gently circled around and stood on the arrow.

Just as Chen Hechen was about to cry out in pain, a cold short blade was pressed against his throat. Chen Hechen felt a chill in his heart. He looked at the ferocious bronze mask in front of him and hurriedly stopped speaking. He broke into a cold sweat from the pain and almost fainted.

"So strong, so bad in accuracy." A handsome and cold man walked out slowly and looked coldly at a place in the forest. As far as he could see, a white woman stood quietly, holding a big bow and carrying a long bag on her back.

He looked at Li Luo quietly.

Li Luo raised his eyebrows and said harmoniously: "You are here."

The icy man snorted coldly and said, "Here he comes, let us wait."

Li Luo smiled apologetically, but he felt depressed in his heart. Even when he saw his friends, it was difficult to talk and laugh out loud.

Yue Fan was secretly surprised. The few people in front of him, Yue Zhen Yuanting, had an air of looking down on the world. Although there were only a few people, they could not hide their momentum. Yue Fan could hardly breathe under the pressure.

Yue Fan shouted coldly: "Who dares to do the following and injure an official of the imperial court? Are you tired of living?"

Xue Shiren was also taken aback and ordered his officers to be on guard in case there were any ambushes in the forest. He said in a cold voice: "Reverse, reverse, everyone who comes will be captured by me."

Leng Bing turned a deaf ear, looked at Yue Fan coldly, and said lightly: "How about this, if you can take my sword, I will ask her to let your master go down." After saying this, Chu Ying'er snorted coldly.

, quite dissatisfied.

Yue Fan was furious and shouted: "What an arrogant boy, you are looking for death!"

Leng Bing's face darkened slightly, and he said in a cold voice: "Take the sword."

The long sword made a clear sound, and his body shrunk to an inch. The sound of the sword was heard, and the shadow of the sword had already covered Yue Fan. The sword body suddenly appeared, causing everyone in the field to feel pain in their eyes and chills in their hearts. This moment

The power of the sword is even greater than the magical movement of the woman just now.

Yue Fan took the brunt of the attack, ignored his fear, and hurriedly parried. He took out two Judge's Pens from his sleeves and faced the sword in Leng Bing's hand. Before the Judge's Pen could catch the sword, Yue Fan only felt a burst of ice pouring into his arms.

The biting cold Qi, the cold numbness, the sword light pierced the sky silently, only taking Yintang.

Yue Fan's face suddenly changed, and he no longer had any energy left. He could hardly withstand the invasion of cold Qi into his body. He shouted loudly, and the judge's pen trembled. He made two arcs and circled the long sword in Leng Bing's hand. The corner of Leng Bing's mouth

Raising an arc slightly, the long sword in his hand remained motionless, remaining unchanged in response to all changes, and pierced into the two arcs drawn by Yue Fan.

Just as soon as there was a dull sound of rain hitting the banana trees, Leng Bing was already standing where Yue Fan was. Although Yue Fan took Leng Bing's long sword, the sword was unstoppable and flew out, staggering.

He took a few steps back and sat down on the ground, looking at Leng Bing with a look of horror on his face.

He smiled coldly and said: "But that's it, can you take a sword in my hand?"

Before Yue Fan could reply, Chu Ying'er could only answer coldly: "I'll take it."

After saying that, he grabbed Chen Hechen's bun and without pulling out the arrow, he tore it off from the tree trunk and threw it aside casually.

Chen Hechen howled like a slaughtering pig, and his left shoulder was already useless.

Leng Bing was startled, looked at Chu Ying'er, smiled lightly, and did not answer. (To be continued.)


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