"Thank you, Uncle Li, Chen Yue understands what you are thinking about me, and there will be rewards in the future." Chen Yue felt warm and nodded, but he didn't explain much.

Although he did not know these people, he also saw how good these people were to him.

After saying that, he strode away from the inner courtyard.

He talked to these people more, and if they were seen by those who were interested, these people would end up miserably.

If you have authority in your hands in the future, you will repay it.

As for the sword, it must not be left behind. Compared to the threat from the Dragon King, the evil blood monk who may come to him at any time is still a little more threatening.

This ghost-headed sword that can hurt evil is his life!

You must not hand over!

Bone tempering realm!

From these uncles, he learned a new realm. After the Jin Realm, will the bone quench?

We must find an opportunity to fully understand the realm of martial arts.

...

"Qiankun will do everything, and I will close the door and someone will search it."

"If anyone dares not cooperate, cut off his hands to show punishment."

...

Dusk has arrived.

On the central street, a large number of Qiankun will rush in, and they are extremely fierce, holding long swords and knocking on the door frames of shops on the street with the back of the knife.

The darkness seemed to fill the streets. A rough estimate was that thousands of people were going up.

These Qiankun Huigang members were dressed in different clothes, but there were white seal strips tied on their arms to prove the identity of Qiankun Huigang members.

When slashing with other gangs, they also use cloth strips to distinguish between us and us.

The chapter of the Qiankun Meeting is a yin and yang Qiankun diagram, which is very grand.

The Qiankun Huigang members seemed very irritable, with red eyes and gasping.

On the street, shops quickly closed their doors, and they didn't even dare to ask what happened. The guests inside were locked up and could not leave.

I can only wait for the screening of the Qiankun Society gang members.

Now when you go out, you will only be stomped by your hands and feet.

Qiankun will have such a large-scale action, and the guidance of the Central Street yamen afterwards will inevitably be necessary. Even if they have reason, they have nowhere to say it.

Even if you sue it outside, the universe will fill the entire Nanjia Mansion and you can manage it wherever you go.

The government will turn a blind eye and cannot win! At most, dozens of taels of silver will be compensated.

But when the storm passes, these dozens of taels of silver may be spent without a life.

It also affects the whole family.

"What are you doing? It's bright and bright, this is the Nanjia Mansion of the court, not the Nanjia Mansion of your Qiankun Society!"

At the entrance of a shop near the central street of Qiankunhui, a young yamen servant was cold-eyed and cursed.

"shut up!"

The yamen officer had just finished his swearing words, and the "dongdongdongdongdong" in the store kept running.

A middle-aged yamen officer ran out inside. He was afraid that the words would not be stopped, so he reached out and covered the young yamen officer's mouth and dragged him into the store.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

As the young yamen fights and resists, the middle-aged yamen appears at the door. Several Qiankunhui gang members who are almost glaring at the fire and laugh at each other and apologize: "Sorry, please forgive me, brothers from Qiankunhui. He is young and ignorant, so I apologize for him."

"snort!"

Several Qiankunhui gang members snorted coldly, without saying a word, glanced at the young yamen officer coldly, turned around and ran towards the door of the stronghold.

There, there are a large number of Qiankun who will gather together.

"Are you stupid?"

After the Qiankun Association gang members left, the middle-aged Yamacha let go of the palm covering the young Yamacha's mouth, half-teaching and half-explaining:

"Xue Hu, the little leader of Qiankun, on the Central Street, was killed. The person who came from Linyongfang Dragon Head. This dragon head is not only facing our street yamen masters, but also facing Linyongfang Street Head, they are all friends of the same generation."

"You scold me like that will only make you break your hands and feet."

"If these gangs usually don't have the courage to attack us, but now under Long Cheng's order to search for Chen Yue, these gangs are crazy and can't control anything else."

"The most important thing is that our street yamen master has a sister, who is the concubine of the Long Da Leader. When you say that, will the yamen master be directed towards Long Cheng or towards you?"

When the middle-aged yamen saw the young yamen falling into deep thought, he said earnestly: "If you want to stay in the yamen, you must learn to adapt to the rules."

"Remember, whether it is a temple or a world, it is never a fight or kill, but... the human nature."

After the words were finished, the middle-aged yamen officer looked at the broken finger on his left palm, his eyes showing vicissitudes and regrets, and fell into memories.

...

At the gate of the stronghold, there were a large number of Qiankunhui gang members standing.

It will cause the entire stronghold to be covered with water.

There are also people in the stronghold.

In the stronghold, on the steps that had not been lowered, there was a person standing in the only open space, carrying his hands, facing out the door.

This is a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man has silver eyebrows and long eyebrows, which fall from both sides to under his ears. I don’t know how many years have left.

The palms of the hands were covered with dead calluses, and the finger bones were smoothed.

Especially the fingertips, each fingertip is black, and there is a hidden sharp aura.

It seems to be less sharp than ordinary knife tips.

This man actually made his palm into a weapon!

"Ah! Woo... Little Tiger!! Poor Little Tiger..."

"I want to kill him, I want to kill him! Sister wants to avenge you!"

...

Deep in the stronghold, there were constant roars of women and howlings from the howlings came out.

There was a strong hatred mixed in it, which seemed to have turned into substance.

"Big boss, madam, she is so sad, we?"

A fat man with big shoulders and round waist stood up and asked for instructions from the middle-aged man.

Long Cheng didn't care about it, as if the woman was sad inside, he didn't care at all.

"Using the coffin lid as a knife, this knife has a bit of the taste of a bone-tempering warrior, which is rare and rare."

Long Cheng looked up and watched the iron coffin lid inserted into the plaque in the inner stronghold, and couldn't help but exclaim.

This power! Even he is far from that.

"Chen Yue?"

Long Cheng lowered his head and muttered the name in his mouth.

The unknown person can even come to him one day.

It's interesting.

"Where is that knife? Is it still there?"

Long Cheng turned around, his eyes like an eagle's eyes, as if he had seen Xue Hu's body in the inner courtyard through the numerous walls.

"I'm gone. According to Xue Hu's gang members, Chen Yue was easily carried away by Chen Yue." The fat man replied, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes. He was both a small leader and was much stronger than Xue Hu. He was a warrior who was a great success in the Hejin Realm.

I once realized that I was in the realm of Hejin, and rarely anyone could match it.

But the reality is cold, and the name Chen Yue gave him a blow.

The ghost-headed sword, which was a full 1,400 kilograms, was even close to 1,500 kilograms, was easily taken away.

The strength can be seen.

If he and Chen Yue fight, he will probably lose, and the probability of winning is less than 30%.
Chapter completed!