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Amidst the uproar, the crowd watching the excitement in the square dispersed like a tide.

There is a lot of discussion in it.

"It turned out to be a disciple of Wu Zong, what a surprise!"

"There are only a few people who are more powerful in Wu Zong, Qiu Xingyi, Pei Ye, Wang Li, and Chi Qianying... It seems that the others are not very good."

"Don't tell me, I heard that Wu Zong had a Zongmen battle some time ago, guess what?"

"What's the matter?"

"Qiu Xingyi did not participate. It is said that the championship was taken away by a rookie disciple, and that rookie even broke two of Pei Ye's legs!"

"Damn, is it true or not?"

"Credibility is high."

"Could it be that newcomer?"

...

Listening to the low whispers around, everyone in Xuanyang Palace was startled and suspicious, especially Liu Wuyue, she looked at the back of Chu Hen and others leaving with (yin) gloomy anger in her eyes meaning.

Today, her title of 'Fatal Beauty' was completely ruined by the other party.

She never expected that the unknown passer-by in the Immortal Demon Tomb made her lose face in public.

"Don't worry, today (day) is considered lucky for him, if you meet him in the jihad recruitment, I will definitely take his (sexual) life for you..."

Liu Hehong walked to the other side and said in a deep voice.

Hearing the other party's words, Liu Wuyue's complexion softened slightly, and she nodded slightly, the chill in her eyes flashed away.

...

"My God, brother Chuhen, your cultivation has grown too fast, right? I can't even believe that person just now was you."

After leaving the square, Chu Hen and his party returned to the original road.

Until now, Zheng Shu's expression is still a little trance.

Although Chu Hen was very powerful before, but now it is far better than before.

However, Chu Hen looked absent-minded. After walking a few steps, he would look around subconsciously, as if he was looking for something.

"What's the matter?" Long Xuanshuang discovered that the other party was abnormal.

After searching for nothing, a trace of loneliness flashed in Chu Hen's eyes, and he shook his head, "It's nothing, I must have misread it!"

"Misunderstanding? What did you see?" Zhao Qingcai asked subconsciously.

"An old friend I haven't seen for a long time!"

old friend?

Long Xuanshuang and Ye Yao couldn't (forbid jìn) look at each other, if they were Chu Hen's old friends, then they should both know each other.

Without waiting for them to ask further questions, Chu Hen looked back at Zheng Shu and Su Lingzhu.

"Sorry, I was a little anxious before, how are you two in Han Yunzong?"

Zheng Shu scratched his head with a smile, "I just happen to be at the level that is not disliked by others. Senior Sister Lingzhu has become an elite disciple of the (temple diàn) hall, and now I am her subordinate guard... We were sent to host I got the (love) report in the city, I didn't expect to meet you by accident..."

Although Zheng Shu said it with a smile, the other party's tone was somewhat dry.

He and Su Lingzhu are tattoo masters in the same place, but their status in Han Yunzong is quite different.

If it was someone else instead of Su Lingzhu, I'm afraid life would be even more difficult.

"By the way, Brother Chuhen, why did you go to Wuzong? And when you were in the Immortal Demon Tomb, you were not strictly accepted..."

Zheng Shu immediately asked.

Su Lingzhu's eyebrows were also slightly curious.

Chu Hen just shook his head, "It's a long story, I went to Wuzong for my own private affairs, and by chance, I came to participate in the holy war call."

Zheng Shu nodded, and then said, "You came here to collect (love) reports, right? Would you like to share with us?"

Chu Hen smiled, and answered helplessly, "We don't have any useful information to share with you, we just came here today."

"That's okay, we don't know much. I don't know if you know that there are many ancient ruins in Chaos Realm, and those ruins need 'keys' to open!"

key?

(beside shēn) Zhao Qingyi beside him, Zhao Qingcai's eyes light up involuntarily.

Chu Hen was also slightly surprised, "What kind of key?"

Zheng Shu glanced at Su Lingzhu next to him, but seeing the latter nodded, he continued, "We haven't found out exactly what kind of key it is, but it is said that it is a kind of built-in energy body. different keys to open the corresponding ruins, and even some ruins require multiple keys to open..."

Chu Hen narrowed his eyes, and murmured in a deep voice, "That is to say, the theme of this jihad recruitment will revolve around the 'secret key'."

"It can be said that...except for this (emotional) report, it is said that the scale of this jihad recruitment is larger than any previous one, and several holy clans have participated. The battle will be extremely fierce..."

Largest?

Saints?

After listening to what the other party said, Chu Hen had somewhat vague concepts in his mind.

Generally speaking, the situation Wu Zong had to face this time was more complicated than before.

...

While talking, everyone has already arrived at the entrance of Waigan Street in the main city without realizing it.

"Brother Chuhen, our Han Yunzong lives in the Forty-Five Mansion..." Zheng Shu said.

"We are in the Ninety-Three House!"

"It's been a long way!" Zheng Shu seemed a little uninterested, and clasped his hands together, "Anyway, it's good to meet you again. After the holy war call is over, let's have a drink."

"Okay, it's a deal!"

To be honest, Zheng Shu was the first friend he made after leaving Donglu, and being able to meet here can indeed be called fate.

"It's a deal!"

...

After a simple farewell, the two sides returned to the base camps of Han Yunzong and Wuzong respectively.

"Senior Sister Lingzhu, are you happy too?"

Zheng Shu asked with a smile.

Although Su Lingzhu didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, she was indeed happy.

"I didn't expect him to go to Wuzong!" Su Lingzhu murmured.

"Yeah! I'm also very surprised..." Zheng Shu let out a sigh of relief, and there seemed to be some deep meaning between his brows, "The last jihad call, Wu Zong was almost wiped out! What if we meet again this time? I'm really worried about Ling Yunzong's words..."

Zheng Shu didn't say any more.

Su Lingzhu's eyes were also slightly worried.

...

Ten Thousand Bells City!

Southeast Vice City, Ninety-three Mansions!

At this moment in the Ninety-Three Mansion, the atmosphere is tense.

Wang Li, Wu Yan, Chi Qianying and one of the Wuzong disciples stared angrily at the nearly one hundred uninvited guests in front of them.

"Who are you? You came here to make trouble, don't you think Wu Zong is too disrespectful?"

Wang Li, who has always been gentle and lazy, is quite dissatisfied at the moment.

He glared at the leading man in black and shouted sharply.

"Hehe, making trouble? Not to mention... I came here today to prove one thing." The man in black looked proud, with a look of disdain on his brows.

"Before asking for help? Please report your name first..."

"Yujianmen, Lu Qian!"

Lu Qian?

Upon hearing the name, everyone's expressions changed slightly.

This person ranks third among the disciples of Yujianmen.

The 'Xuantian Epee' is superb. Although it has not been ranked in the 'Finance List', it has had an undefeated record against geniuses and strong men on the list. As for the list, it is even worse. It's hard to find an opponent, he is regarded as the number one person in the ranking by the outside world, and his reputation is far beyond Wang Li, Pei Ye, Chi Qianying and others...

In astonishment, Wang Li sneered, "Hmph, Wu Zong and Yu Jianmen have never had any kindness or enmity, why did you come here to ask for proof?"

"In the past, there was indeed no grievance or enmity, but just a year ago, my junior brother Luo Lou was killed by your Wuzong disciple in Beichuan Ice Region..."