Chapter 1272 Walk Carefully

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"In the past, there was indeed no grudge or enmity. However, just a year ago, my junior brother Luo Lou was killed in the Beichuan Ice Region by the hands of your Wuzong disciples. How can I get this debt?"

There was a trace of coldness in Lu Qian's eyes, and all the disciples of Yujianmen behind him also showed hatred and anger.

Luo Lou was killed?

Wang Li and Chi Qianying couldn't help but look at each other.

To say that Luolou is quite well-known, among the many disciples of Yujianmen, he is quite elegant, he did not expect to die more than a year ago, and the other party also said that he was killed by Wu Zong, which is even more shocking Puzzled.

"What can prove that it was my Wuzong who killed Luo Lou?"

Wang Li replied coldly.

"Hmph, back then in the Beichuan Ice Region, Huan Yu's 'Flower Snake' was also there. She told me personally that Junior Brother Luo Lou died under Wu Zong's 'Beichen Jue'..."

Beichen Jue?

Upon hearing this, Wang Li, Chi Qianying and the others all looked at Wu Yan at the side in unison.

Even Wu Yan himself was taken aback.

He stepped forward and asked puzzledly, "In the entire Wuzong, only Junior Sister Ye Yao and I have learned the "Beichen Jue", but we have never left Wuzong before this, let alone the so-called Beichuan. Ice Field."

"Sophistry!" Lu Qian's eyes turned cold.

"Hmph, I, Wu Yan, do things boldly. I have never participated in the killing of Luo Lou, so how can it be said to be sophistry? Are you afraid that you have been tricked by others and don't know?"

"Whether I was tricked by others, I know for myself... Let me ask again, did you kill Junior Brother Luo Lou?"

An invisible and powerful aura emanated from Lu Qian's body, and the surrounding air became noisy and restless.

Wu Yan frowned slightly, and shouted in a deep voice, "No!"

"Wow..."

As soon as the words fell, a majestic sword force erupted from Lu Qian's (body shēn), together with a heavy trill of power,

A thick and blunt epee without a front appeared in the opponent's palm.

The epee lingered with a majestic golden light, and swung it horizontally towards Wu Yan's head.

Wu Yan's pupils shrank faintly, but he stood there unwaveringly.

"Om..."

A strong air wave exploded ((dang dàng) dàng) in the air, and the frontless epee in Lu Qian's hand actually stopped at Wu Yan's head, about the width of a finger's width away.

Although the sword was not swung down, Wu Yan's aura was completely suppressed.

All the disciples of Wuzong were all furious, and almost drew their swords.

...

Looking at the calm Wu Yan, Lu Qian had a contemptuous smile on his face.

"It's a little bit courageous, but it's a pity that your strength is not enough... I believe that you didn't kill Luo Lou now, because you don't have that ability at all..."

ridicule!

More disdainful sarcasm than frustrating the other party.

Wu Yan suppressed the anger rising in his heart, and shouted in a deep voice, "Now please leave here..."

"Hahahaha." Lu Qian laughed wildly wantonly, "Wu Zong is really not as good as every year. It seems that except for Qiu Xingyi, the others are all trash. This time, there are a lot of cannon fodder in the jihad recruitment... "

After all, he waved his hand.

"let's go!"

All the Yujianmen disciples returned home amidst triumphant ridicule.

(Body shēn) Many Wu Zong disciples behind him all gritted their teeth angrily.

A few disciples who were quite passionate drew their swords and went to block the way, but they were stopped by Wang Li.

"Stand back!"

"Senior brother Wang Li, these bastards are simply deceiving people too much, so we can bear it like this?"

There was also a trace of coldness in Wang Li's eyes.

"Senior brother Qiu is not here, let's not act rashly."

"But?"

"Back off!"

...

Although everyone's heart was full of fire, they still had to swallow the breath first.

The jihad recruitment has not yet started, and there are more or less concerns about any sect power, and Wu Zong has more concerns than other sects.

...

"Hahahaha, a bunch of useless people!"

"It's a waste of our time."

...

Yu Jianmen's group cursed as they walked, and they were particularly proud of taking advantage of it.

Just when they had just left the gate of the Ninety-Three Mansion, several young figures walked towards them.

One of them happened to be blocking the way of a Yujianmen disciple.

The latter raised his voice, raised his hand and threw it over with a palm.

"Where is the dog blocking the way, get out of the way..."

But before his palm gesture fell, his entire arm was directly still in mid-air.

"you……"

The man was startled, and saw that his wrist was firmly clasped in front of (body shēn) by the opponent's palm.

Especially the opponent's strength is like an unshakable iron clamp, making it immobile.

"Go away, old man!"

When he was frightened and angry, the man raised his other hand again, and (desire) slapped the opponent's face.

But in the next moment, a pair of indifferent eyes immediately entered the other party's pupils.

However, as soon as he came into contact with that indifferent gaze, the disciple of Yujianmen's heart trembled suddenly, as if he saw the shadow of death that went straight into the depths of his soul.

His face suddenly turned pale, as if he had encountered unprecedented fear.

...

"Friend, look at the way from now on!" Chu Hen spit out a light voice, then he let go of his opponent's arm, and then entered the Ninety-Three with Ye Yao, Long Xuanshuang and others behind him House.

When he entered the door, he happened to pass by Lu Qian.

The corners of the two people's eyes crossed each other, and there was an invisible wave in the air.

...

After the fleeting surprise, Lu Qian raised his brows lightly, and looked sideways at Chu Hen's back, with a disdainful smile still on the corner of his mouth.

However, the disciple of Yujianmen just now was sluggish in place.

"What's wrong with you?" (beside shēn) someone asked.

"No, I don't know, I feel like I just died."

"Cut, it's really funny, even Wu Zong's trash can scare you like this?"

"Let's go, he's acting!"

...

Regarding what happened to that person just now, the other people around (shēn) didn't take it seriously, they all felt that the other person was acting so exaggerated on purpose.

Unexpectedly, the opponent's back was already soaked in cold sweat.

...

...

"Where is everyone here?"

Back at Chu Hen in the courtyard, Zhao Qingyi and others were a little surprised by all the Wuzong people standing in the courtyard.

"What's wrong? Everyone's expressions are so serious, who were those people just now?"

Zhao Qingyi asked.

Wu Yan let out a sigh of relief and shook his head.

"The Yujianmen..."

Yujianmen?

Several people were obviously taken aback.

"What are they doing here?" Ye Yao asked puzzled.

Wu Yan still shook his head, and immediately told the story briefly.

Ye Yao couldn't help but sneer back after listening.

"Is it purely looking for trouble? The entire Wuzong is just me and Senior Brother Wu Yan. You know the 'Beichen Jue'. It would be strange if their people died at the hands of the 'Beichen Jue'!"

"I also said they were making trouble out of no reason, but from Lu Qian's appearance, it doesn't seem like they are lying."

Wu Yan didn't understand what it meant.

However, Long Xuanshuang was thoughtful.

She glanced at Chu Hen beside (beside shēn), her phoenix eyes were slightly complicated.

Others may not know it, but she is very clear that she witnessed the scene at that time with her own eyes.

Chu Hen didn't say much, but there was a trace of deep meaning in his brows.

...

night!

A bright moon hangs quietly on the branches.

Compared with the hustle and bustle during the day, Wanzhong City is also brightly lit and bustling at night.

However, Wu Zong's disciples had a hard time in this sleepless night.

On the first day he came to Wanzhong City, he was bullied by people from Yujianmen. Not to mention losing face, even his confidence was hit hard.

Wu Zong, who was already under a lot of pressure, felt even more uncertain about the way forward this time.

...

Under the moonlight-stained gazebo, a young (body shēn) shadow drank and got drunk alone.

Most of them are also the only ones who don't feel melancholy because of being bullied. His worries come from elsewhere.

...

at the same time.

In a certain majestic palace in Wanzhong City.

Dimly lit candles cast a spacious and bright light on a simple and elegant room.

In front of the table, a slender (shēn) figure was sitting on a chair, and in front of her was a basket of needlework. The delicate needlework was as light and dexterous as a fish swimming in water between her slender and white fingers...

The golden candlelight shone on her delicate side face, which was especially handsome, beautiful and moving.

"Crack..."

At this time, the door was pushed open, and a handsome young figure walked in.

The woman's beautiful eyes were slightly raised, and there was a slight smile of pity (love ài) in her eyes.

"came back……"

Seeing the other party fiddling with some needlework again, the man seemed a little helpless.

"I said sister, can you stop sewing clothes for me again? After all, I am a princess and regent of the former dynasty, and I do some rough work for servants..."

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