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"withdraw!"

As the men in black from the Song and Li families faded away like a tide, Tang Yuanchen greeted him, and the eight door gods led many young and strong men back behind Chen Qiye without any injuries.

At this time, the moon showed a small face in the sky. Chen Qiye didn't say anything. The hundreds of people behind him didn't say anything. Everyone stood quietly in the white snow, allowing the heavy snow to fall on their heads, shoulders, feet, and even wounds.

Until several green jeeps slowly drove into everyone's sight and jumped out of the car dozens of big men, Tang Yuanchen could not control his inner horror at first, because he felt the overwhelming murderous intent from these people.

In other words, a few of these people are likely to be able to fight against them alone.

"Who are these thirty people?" Tang Yuanchen said after counting the number of people.

"They all have the same temperament as Chen Qiye." Zhuo Jiudao had excellent eyesight and said with deep eyes: "The vast, lonely, and the courage to be defeated by thousands of men, may be the same kind of person."

Tang Yuanchen immediately understood that this was the legendary over-protected family. Not to mention who is stronger or weaker between them and Chen Qiye. First of all, how can a person as loyal as Chen Qiye, who is as loyal as Chen Qiye, bear to attack his own people?

"Song Qingcong is indeed worthy of being Song Shizhu. He even thought of such a plan!" Tang Yuanchen said with an exclaimed look on his face.

Song Qingcong talked a few words with the leading strong man, then pointed the order of the aristocratic family into the void and said, "Kill Chen Qiye for me!"

shock!

Don't understand!

Very shocked!

When these thirty men saw Chen Qiye in the direction of the moonlight, a group of small commotions occurred in the entire team. Obviously, they did not know that today's target would be Chen Qiye!

But Song Qingcong had a family order in hand, and their commotion quickly subsided, and then he looked at their former brother, idol, the master of the northwest border, Chen Qiye.

The leading man looked the heaviest because Chen Qiye personally taught him disguise, shooting, and even special nine-style styles. Chen Qiye was like a wise man and a teacher to him, growing up with him.

But neither he nor Chen Qiye had a choice. Chen Qiye represented the interests of the two places, six prominent clans, more than a dozen major clans, and tens of millions of people. And his brothers, their duty was to obey the orders of the aristocratic family.

When Chen Qiye took the first step while stepping on the snow, the leading man led his teammates to take a step forward.

Under the night, a black shadow moved closer to a group of black shadows. Both sides were a little reluctant, but finally stopped three feet away.

"Who is coming?" Chen Qiye said expressionlessly.

"Jiang Wuji, the first brigade of Cangmang, should have thirty people, but in fact, thirty people." The leading man shouted heart-wrenchingly.

Chen Qiye took a deep breath, and a lot of sad memories instantly evoked in his mind, saying, "Then do you know who I am?"

This time, Jiang Wuji did not speak, and the twenty-nine brothers behind him answered in unison.

"The master of the northwest border, Shen Qiye!"

Chen Qiye swallowed even more and said, "I, Chen Qiye, have killed many people, among them men, women, good people, and bad people, but Chen Qiye never thought that one day I would actually kill my brother!"

"Are you... ready?"

With a thud, the first person in Cangmang was suddenly kneeling down. The twenty-nine brothers behind him knelt down together, their movements were neat and roaring heartbroken:

"Report to the Lord, we are not ready yet!"

Chen Qiye sighed to the sky, and two lines of hot tears rolled down his nose. He cried, and Jiang Wuji also cried. The twenty-nine brothers kneeling behind him were all in pain.

Only they themselves know the feelings between them. Even Tang Yuanchen, Zhuo Jiudao, Zhao Long, Xu Que, and Huang Yanjun did not understand them. They have experienced the love of compatriots in the northwest, sharing life and death, and sharing hardships.

On the Dongxing Arena, Chen Qiye had imagined that at this moment, he thought he could kill, but at this moment, all the true feelings of a steel man turned into countless tears and rolled down.

Song Qingcong watched the fire from the other side of the river, neither urging nor annoyed. Instead, he was enjoying the emotional scene between Chen Qiye and Cangmang. He firmly believed that these thirty people would bring unexpected surprises to him.

Sure enough, the moment the vast brothers finished crying and got up, a smell of wolf smoke suddenly rose from their bodies, and Chen Qiye wiped away the tears, and his eyes instantly returned to normal.

Chen Qiye's hands opened into the void, and Yue Tu immediately threw a bag of ring-headed swords, but Tang Hai hesitated for a while and threw a three-foot white silk.

Whether it was Song Qingcong or Chen Qiye, they were all shocked by this white three-foot white silk. What are they doing?

"What is Mr. Chen doing?"

"Use white silk as a weapon?"

"How is this possible!"

"Is it a blindfold!"

Just when they didn't believe it, Chen Qiye put on a ring-headed knife and tied a three-foot white silk to his eyes. The hundreds of people present were shocked by Chen Qiye on the spot.

Especially the master of the Slot God of Tang Yuanchen, this fierce battle is even more dangerous than the one that night when Dongxing rings fought nine times, but Chen Qiye actually blindfolded his eyes with white silk. Can he really survive?

"When will we wait until we don't kill the enemy at this time?" Song Qingcong was almost laughed out of tears by Chen Qiye's hand and roared fiercely.

Jiang Wuji first looked back at the many brothers, convinced that they could already kill the enemy, then roared, stepped on the snow, and rushed towards Chen Qiye with a knife.

At this time, Chen Qiye had already covered his eyes, slowly put his hands in the cloth bag, took out the first ring-headed knife, and an absolute sound instantly resounded all over the world.
Chapter completed!