Chapter 757 Snow 3 Knife

Xiaozhe Villa.

Qianshan, Ouyang Ye, and Handong stayed nearby, neither standing nor sitting.

The same is true for Liu Qingyan, Qingxi and others from Wuse Mountain.

The ancestors of Yaoyue Palace such as Fenghua and Fenglie were even more worried. Although Taoist Feiyan stood up, he lowered his head and bowed and stood beside him honestly. , dare not look up, dare not speak.

None of them spoke.

Don't know what to say.

Yes.

have no idea.

Facing a mysterious and weird guy with unknown origins and identity.

Faced with a guy who was surrounded by various sects in the northwest, but still drank leisurely and fearlessly.

Who can say anything?

They don't want to say anything now. They just want to know why this guy dares to do whatever he wants. They also want to know whether he is Master Chiyan who was wiped out in ashes at Taixuan Monument three years ago, and whether he is real. Descendants of kings.

Inside the venue.

Gu Qingfeng was lying on his back on a chair, holding a wine bottle in one hand, drinking wine one sip at a time, with his legs crossed on the table, eyes closed, as if he was resting his mind, and he looked a little tired.

He was indeed a little tired.

In order to help Mr. Kumu recast his soul, he spent several days in a row, which was really frustrating for him.

Recasting the soul requires the help of some taboo formations, and in the absence of suitable resources (circumstances) to arrange these taboo formations, Gu Qingfeng can only rely on himself. ) spirit to maintain.

His spirit has been in a state of sluggishness since being judged by Zhuba Daodao. Although he has been slowly recovering, his recovery has always been limited. Now he is arranging the (forbidden jìn) formation, which consumes a lot of energy at once, so that His already sluggish spirit became even weaker. Although it was not exhausted, the feeling of lack of energy made him completely unable to lift his spirits.

"Brother, you look very tired, is it okay? Do you need Jin'er to help you do something?"

Xiao Jin'er was probably the only person who was not affected by the solemn atmosphere in the venue.

She stood next to Gu Qingfeng, pouring the wine diligently. Seeing that Gu Qingfeng was very tired, she said worriedly: "Brother, you must be exhausted from helping old dead wood recast his soul. Otherwise... just go and rest first."

Xiao Jin'er's words made Qian Shan, Ouyang Ye, Qing Xi and others extremely speechless, secretly sighing at his innocent cuteness.

rest?

Nowadays, almost all the masters from all the major sects, including the Immortal Mansion and the Deficit Head in the Northwest, are here, and they are all coming for him. Does he dare to rest?

Gu Qingfeng was also amused by Xiao Jin'er's words. He looked at Xiao Jin'er, smiled helplessly and said, "I would like to rest, but the key is that these people have to give way."

"Then big brother, what are you going to do...are you going to kill these bad guys?"

"Kill people..."

Gu Qingfeng frowned slightly and raised his hand to hit his forehead, feeling helpless.

"Jin'er still clearly remembers that Big Brother said that Big Brother has killed countless people in his life, and the killings are numb and disgusting... In this case, Big Brother should stop killing people, okay?"

Everyone in the room felt ridiculous after hearing Xiao Jin'er's words.

What does killing a lot of people mean?

Killed to the point of numbness?

Already sick?

is it possible?

He is neither reincarnated nor reborn. Even if he is really the descendant of the king, he is only in his early twenties. Even if he kills people every day, how many people can he kill? And killed countless people? Who does he think he is? He thinks he is King Chixiao himself!

"Hey, listen, my eldest brother is tired and wants to rest, and he really doesn't want to kill anyone anymore. You all can go, okay?"

Xiao Jin'er shouted to everyone: "Jin'er doesn't know why you are causing trouble for my elder brother, and Jin'er doesn't want to know, but Jin'er knows that my brother is very powerful. Killing you is as easy as squeezing an ant to death. Don't come to trouble my eldest brother. You can't beat my eldest brother. You can leave quickly while my eldest brother is not angry yet. If he is really angry later, you can leave if you want. I can’t leave anymore.”

No one believed what Xiao Jin'er said. Everyone thought what she said was just a joke, and it was a big joke.

"Where did you come from, little girl, so dare to speak nonsense here!"

"You little girl who doesn't know how high the sky is!"

"Killing us is like squeezing an ant to death? Haha! What a mouthful!"

The direct disciples of various sects stood up at first, but they were all thundering without rain, and they were just shouting. No one dared to take action rashly, at least Cao Hongyun of Hunyuan Sect, Zhong Yulong of Yaoyue Palace, and Huwei Wang Family. Although Wang She, Prince Zhu Chi of Batu Caves and other so-called top ten most arrogant women in the Northwest came forward, they did not take action.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Tuhao, Han Feng and other twenty-four immortals from the Immortal Mansion, headed by Murong Tian, ​​also stood up, but also did not take action.

At the same time, Gao Yuan, Lei Guang, Qi Hang and other Nine Dragons and Eighteen Elephants headed by Wan Dongfang also stood up, but also did not take action.

They are all influential figures among the younger generation of the Northwest. Although they are arrogant and confident, their confidence is not arrogance. Facing a mysterious and strange person, none of them dare to take action rashly.

certainly.

Not daring to take action rashly does not mean that you do not dare to take action.

The purpose of their standing up at this moment is to show their attitude to others.

As long as someone dares to take the lead, they will follow without hesitation.

But who will take the lead?

The direct disciples of the major sects are waiting for the Immortal Mansion and Chi Zi Tou, and the Immortal Mansion and Chi Zi Tou are waiting for each other to take the lead.

At this time, a voice like a bell sounded in the venue.

"Young man, who are you!"

Everyone looked over and saw an old man standing up. He was one of the three incense masters sitting in the Changhong branch, Xuefeng, and also Wuhen's grandfather who was abolished by Gu Qingfeng in the Five-Colored Mountain. At the same time, Chiyu's grandfather, Hongwen, also stood up.

However, there are not only the two of them who came to Chixiao this time, but also more than a dozen old Chixiao people sitting in other branches.

Whether it is a grandson or a grandson, the two love them very much. Now that their cultivation has been abolished, the two naturally cannot tolerate it. Otherwise, they would not break through the barrier today and come here in person with such a big fuss.

If it were anyone else, with their tempers, they would have taken action to avenge their grandson immediately!

But facing a person who might be the descendant of the king, they hesitated.

Revenge must be taken!

They will definitely take action.

But before taking revenge, before taking action, they must make sure whether the person in front of them is the descendant of the king.

Opposite.

Gu Qingfeng lay on his back on the chair, took a glass of wine handed over by Xiao Jin'er, took a sip, glanced at Xuefeng, Hongwen and more than a dozen other Chixiao people, and said softly: "You are all Chixiao people of the Black Nether Banner of the Chixiao Sect back then. If I remember correctly, you are also the incense master of the Black Nether Banner, the Taoist name is Xuefeng, and the nickname is Xue Sandao!"