When Wu Linglong heard this, her beauty turned pale, and her heart was in turmoil. She regretted partnering with these two lunatics. Her mission was really just to "place under house arrest" the senior leaders of the Taibai Sword Sect for a period of time, but she never thought about killing the fourth elder of the sect leader.
But it’s a blood feud that never ends.
"Madman." Wu Linglong cursed secretly. It was too late to escape.
Tang Xie self-destructed an arm and released the humanoid puppet. He looked at the shattered right hand in shock, bumped his forehead lightly, and murmured: "Is the magic circle really destroyed?"
His arms were carved with storage runes in advance, each storing a puppet. The left hand was a humanoid puppet, and the right hand was a more powerful monster puppet. However, it was shattered by Chen Guang, and the runes on his arm were also shattered, so
The puppet is gone.
Chen Guang felt a little weak, so he hurriedly covered his mouth and nose and used [Moveless as a Turtle], "It's such a strong intoxicating drug that it can even make the master fall into the trap, and even affect the activities of the Dharma Realm. It seems that the four sects of the Demon Sect have joined forces early."
It was premeditated, and it was not just a whim for the four of them to participate in the sword trial competition together."
But what is the purpose of going through so much trouble to imprison the masters of Taibai Sword Sect?
Nangong Hong stared closely at the humanoid puppet summoned by Tang Xie. He staggered and knelt down on one knee. His vision was already a little blurry. "The fourth headmaster of the Paradise Sect, the humanoid puppet of the Three Immortals Corpse Demon Chen Baiqi, junior,
If you can't control this puppet, where is Chen Baiqi?"
Chen Guang, who was drowsy, suddenly heard a familiar name in his ears, and the sleepiness in his mind was immediately dispelled. His eyes suddenly opened wide and scary, and the rise and fall of his chest became heavier.
Chen Baiqi.
That person who even the Tsing Yi Tower would not investigate easily.
The person who ruined his family.
The person full of contradictions.
Outside the magic circle, a deep voice echoed, "Master Nangong, I haven't seen you for a few years. How are you?"
Chen Guang looked along the source of the sound. Above the sky and among the clouds, there was a figure with hands behind his back and a dark beast under his feet. He was breathing heavily.
Is he my father-killing enemy, my grandfather Chen Baiqi?
Nangong Hong shouted: "Chen Baiqi, by attacking the Taibai Sword Sect in a majestic manner, do you want to make an enemy of the righteous way of martial arts?"
Chen Baiqi said with a serious smile: "I'm afraid Nangong Sect Master has misunderstood. The Bliss Sect is weak and will never take the initiative to provoke the famous sects in the world. I was just invited by an old guy and borrowed two puppets to help stop Bu Gu.
That's all. As for what he wants to do, you can ask him yourself."
Following Chen Baiqi's finger, everyone who had not yet fallen looked in that direction and saw a figure standing there on the top of the tallest building of Taibai Sword Sect, as if he was disgusted by gods and ghosts, and the light around him looked so...
bleakness.
Nangong Hong's heart beat a few times, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Devil Emperor Qi Tianqian!"
The man slowly turned back, with a pair of soul-catching eyes. Chen Guang had seen many people's eyes, whether they were watery and moving, charming, clear and clean, or cruel and ruthless, none of them were as good as this man's.
One.
Qi Tianqian stepped on the top of the building with his toes. Immediately, the building collapsed, and there was nothing under his feet. However, he still stopped in mid-air and said loudly, "Old ghost Nangong, I have come to borrow the Tianyuan Sword."<
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With this sentence, all the contestants in the ring vomited blood and fell into coma. Nangong Hong was not exempt from this. A mouthful of blood spurted far away, and his body was trembling. He had already pushed to the limit.
Suddenly a hand appeared on his shoulder, and he sighed: "Sect Master, leave this place to me."
Nangong Hong was caught off guard and fell to the ground.
Ba Lindong sighed, "Demon Emperor, Chen Baiqi is not as good as me, but you are just a few little dolls, a puppet, and a little devil, and you dare to act so recklessly in our Taibai Sword Sect... leave me your life."<
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Chen Guang didn't know who would win in the dispute between the Taibai Sword Sect and the four Demon Sect sects. When he woke up, he was no longer in the Taibai Sword Sect, but in a medical clinic in Nanjun. However, in the past few days, the Southern Territory was very restless, and the famous sect was
Many masters gathered in Taibai Sword Sect.
Three days had passed since he woke up. He didn't go into details about the Taibai Sword Sect. He had something important to deal with.
Mr. Tang drove to the west.
During the duel with Gui Xing, Mr. Tang lost his life. However, Qin Shangzhi and the others did not tell the matter in order not to affect Chen Guang's duel. No one expected that the Demon Emperor would suddenly attack the Taibai Sword Sect.<
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Mr. Tang only had one son, Tang Pojun, and now he has no relatives. When Chen Guang learned about this, he sighed all day long, then regained his strength, and took Mr. Tang's body back to Lingyi County for burial in mourning clothes.<
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On the seventh day after Mr. Tang was buried, the Tang Mansion suddenly became lively.
"Butler, why is it so lively?" Chen Guang asked.
The butler said with a struggling expression: "Mr. Chen, a group of people came from the Tang Mansion, claiming to be relatives of the old head of the family. They made nonsense outside, saying that you had occupied the Tang Mansion's property and wanted you to hand the Tang Mansion back to them. There was a lot of commotion.
Big, many people are watching the excitement at the entrance of Tang Mansion."
Chen Guang understood what the butler meant.
He was neither a blood relative of Mr. Tang, nor had he held a apprenticeship ceremony, nor did he have Mr. Tang's will. Those relatives came to visit, and it was not without purpose. It was just that they had not come to kowtow to Mr. Tang for so many days, let alone wear mourning.
The Tang Mansion didn't say anything about offering incense to Mr. Tang, but the housekeeper was very angry.
Chen Guang said calmly: "Has the identity been verified?"
The housekeeper said: "After checking it out, they are indeed relatives of Mr. Tang. The person taking the lead is the son of Mr. Tang's sister. However, since his mother died of illness twenty years ago, he has lost contact with Mr. Tang and has not had any contact with him for twenty years.
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Chen Guang stood up leisurely, burned three sticks of incense, respectfully inserted them into the incense burner, and said: "Since he is a relative of Mr. Tang, let's go and meet him."
At the entrance of the Tang Mansion, more and more people were watching.
A middle-aged man about fifty years old with gray temples and a big belly stood in the courtyard of the Tang Dynasty. He ordered the servants not to close the door and said eloquently: "It's unreasonable. No one cares about occupying the family property. The yamen is colluding with that madman."
, What is a good official if he does not make decisions for the people? I will go to Kyoto to file a complaint..."
The audience at the door whispered.
"Who is this old boy from Mr. Tang? He looks quite miserable. Isn't it someone who really took over Mr. Tang's property?"
"It's so tragic. I've been neighbors with Mr. Tang for decades, but I've never seen this relative. When Mr. Tang passed away, he didn't even say a stick of incense. He ran to the door to show off to no one."
"Do you know who is doing filial piety to Mr. Tang and talking nonsense? That's Chen Guang, the leader of the Taibai Sword Sect's sword trial meeting. Let alone a mere house, if he opens his mouth, he can send it to Prince Ling's Mansion all over the street.
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"Let me just say, he is such an unfilial and unjust old boy. I thought he was so miserable. Fortunately, the government did not make the decision for him. Otherwise, Mr. Tang's reputation would have been destroyed in one day."
When the housekeeper saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel a headache, and said: "This old boy, let's see if I don't deal with him."
Chen Guang raised his hand and looked at the group of them. The one rolling on the ground must be Mr. Tang's nephew, along with two men and women in their twenties and a six or seven-year-old child.
He cupped his hand and said, "I don't know what to call it?"
This chapter has been completed!