The roars were like roars of tigers and dragons, sweeping through the entire Red Gravel Branch with an aura of tragic killing.
In a field full of potholes, several ferocious-looking monsters were killing each other. Dust and rocks were scattered everywhere, and the murderous aura stirred up the wind and clouds, rendering it a picture of a ferocious and violent beast fight.
"Bang!"
Sha Penjiu landed in the air and made a loud noise when it landed on the ground. A large pit suddenly exploded on the ground. Luo Huan floated several feet away with the splashing soil and landed lightly on a branch.
"Old man, aren't you incompetent? Why can you fight now?" Sha Paijiu yelled at Luo Huan.
"That's enough! Deacon Sha, are you still stubborn?" Chang Zai looked at Sha Paijiu with a stern expression.
"Don't you fucking follow me like this!" Sha Paijiu scolded, and turned around and pounced on Chang Zai. The two quickly became entangled, but they saw that their bodies were intertwined, and they were falling and falling together.
, like a dragon raising its head, like a tiger descending from a mountain, and the fists and palms striking each other, like thunder and lightning.
"Mrs. Sha, don't you want to persuade your husband?" Luo Huan came to Mu Qiniang's right side at some point. The five fingers of his left hand were flexed and stretched like an eagle's talons, and the cold and sharp murderous aura hit Mu Qiniang directly.
From the bottom of my heart.
"There really is no man left in the South Palace." Mu Qiniang was brought here, and she knew that she was unable to resist. She was not aggressive, her manner was solemn, and her tone was calm.
Luo Huan didn't take her scolding seriously, sneered "hehe", and suddenly shouted to Sha Paijiu: "Sha Paijiu, Madam Ling said, if you are a man, you will be arrested without mercy. Let's discuss the crime in the North Hall. You still have a chance to survive."
, otherwise there will only be corpses lying here."
Sha Penijiu roared and pushed Chang Zai back. When he turned around to look, he saw Luo Huan's left hand was like a bronze claw, gently placing it on the side of Mu Qiniang's neck. Sha Peni Jiu was unable to move immediately.
, my heart quickly became cold.
When he saw his wife being brought here, Sha Baojiu knew that this scene would happen, and now this scene unfolded unstoppably.
The boiling blood gradually cooled down.
Chang Zai jumped behind Sha Pendulum Nine and put a sealing environment around Sha Pendulum Nine's neck.
"You guys, tie him up!" Luo Huan shouted, and the three surviving disciples quickly gathered around, took out ropes and began to tie up Sha Penijiu, cursing and throwing punches and kicks from time to time.
Sha Paijiu ignored all the insults and just looked at his wife blankly.
Mu Qiniang also looked at him quietly...
When the researchers from the Red Gravel Branch arrived at the scene following the sounds and waves, the battle was already over. Sha Paijiu, the deacon of the North Hall, was tied up like a rice dumpling. With the support of Mu Qiniang, he was being escorted to the Feilong Stable.
Let's go. Elder Luo of the South Palace hugged a young corpse and burst into tears.
All the researchers looked sideways, not knowing why, and some people who were close to Daxing Palace came forward to inquire. The remaining three disciples of Luo Huan talked about it in this way, with rich expressions and continuous speeches, so the researchers
Everyone was in an uproar.
A group of seven people rode on four flying dragons and flew towards the direction of the Daxing Hall.
The sky became darker and darker, as if it was about to rain.
There are four flying dragons, one in front and three behind. Chang carries Sha Pengjiu and rides together on a horse, flying at the front, followed by three dragons. On the left is Luo Huan riding with a disciple, and on the right is riding with the other two disciples.
In the middle is Mu Qiniang.
In order to avoid the low-pressing clouds, the flying dragon flew very low, skimming rapidly at low altitude, and flew in the direction of the Daxing Palace.
More than an hour later, Feilong had approached the boundary of the barbarian ditches, and below was a withered and yellow forest.
Sha Penjiu sang loudly to the sky: "A rat has skin, but a human has no manners. A human has no manners, so why not die! A rat has teeth, but a human has no teeth. A human has no teeth, so what's the point of death!
A rat has a body, but a man is rude. A man is rude, and he will die!"
Mu Qiniang clapped her hands and sang in harmony, which echoed between heaven and earth.
Everyone in the south hall was silent, Chang Zai's face was as expressionless as a rock, and Luo Huan was sneering.
"Whoosh!" There was a sudden sound, and Mu Qiniang's high-fives suddenly stopped.
"What a thief!" Luo Huan shouted suddenly in his ears.
Sha Paijiu was startled. When he looked back, he saw Mu Qiniang and the flying dragon under her seat, floating downward like fallen leaves, with blood sprinkled in the air, outlines of petals of peach blossoms.
Luo Huan was riding a flying dragon, sprinting towards the forest below...
ps: Forgive me for writing this chapter so short, I really feel a little unconfident in writing it.
This plot had been planned for a long time, but when I wrote it down, I realized that the protagonist’s participation in this plot was very low. This is by no means the way an online novel should be written.
Therefore, Lao Lai must think deeply about how to tie this plot with the protagonist's fate. If it doesn't work, then it can only be omitted. In short, the protagonist comes first.