"Bang"

Nearly a hundred Penglai tokens were thrown in front of the gorgeous gatehouse of Zhenhailou.

The ground fell crisply, like rain hitting banana leaves, and it was scattered everywhere on the ground. The blood stains covered on it were also fallen on the ground, splashing blood marks. Compared with the best green jade slab, it looked a little more ferocious.

The Penglai man standing at the door was wearing a mask and could not see his expression, but thought that he must be very uneasy at this time.

He looked at Chen Qiu standing with his hands in front of him.

And behind him, the devastated courtyard, blood was everywhere, the best tables and chairs were destroyed into broken wood wreckage, and there were traces of burning or ice, and there were hundreds of people lying in the ruins.

One by one, his hands and feet were broken, his muscles and bones were destroyed, and life was worse than death, but no one screamed.

The scene was shocking.

The shocking heroes in the building and the tourists who were eating melons and watching operas outside the courtyard were all silent.

Just now, Chen Qiu, with his own strength, in less than five breaths, formed the people in the jianghu who were following Penglai in the courtyard like this.

They probably thought that with Penglai people here, Chen Qiu would never have a big fight. They were confident in their hearts, so they ignored the warning given by the Master Wangchuan.

Then, things happened suddenly.

It was like a tornado that destroyed the courtyard. Most people still didn't react until Chen Qiu held the last Penglai token in his hand.

The Penglai people reacted.

They rushed out of the building and wanted to save the followers. However, as soon as they arrived at the door, they were blocked by several precious blades, and the illusion sound echoed. The Yaoqin tweaked the strings of the moon-falling zither, causing these Penglai people to fall into the illusion.

When they came to their senses, Chen Qiu had already done what he was going to do.

"Relying on the powerful and proud, I feel that everyone in the world likes to be a dog for people just like you."

Chen Qiu looked at the Penglai man in front of him and said:

"This kind of miscellaneous thing is not only not good at martial arts, but also not very easy to use. He doesn't even understand the most basic pursuit of profit and avoiding harm. Chen really doesn't understand. Penglai is at least considered an immortal family in the fairy mountain.

Are you so careless when picking dogs?”

Faced with his questioning, the Penglai people in front of the door were so angry that they were itchy, but they were also helpless.

What can he do?

Those who devoted themselves to Penglai were all deposed in front of their eyes.

Can he still fight Shen Qiu on the spot for these wastes?

Looking at the expression of the Master Wangchuan in front of him, he didn't mind taking away another soul of the old ghost of Penglai before setting sail for Penglai. It would be better not to stand out at this time.

Be patient.

Anyway, after arriving in Penglai, these arrogant and domineering people from the Wangchuan Sect should usher in their doomsday.

Thinking of this, the Penglai people who were responsible for picking up customers in Yu Zhenhailou put away their anger and made a "invitation" gesture to the people in front of them, and Chen Qiu ignored him.

With a casual move, the ghost howled evilly, and then fell into his hand and was put into the scabbard around his waist.

He strode into Zhenhai Tower, and everyone followed him.

Outside the courtyard, the onlookers looked at me and I looked at you. In the end, a kind-hearted person stepped into it and dragged the abandoned tourists out of the courtyard.

No matter what they have done before, no matter what the reasons these guys have abandoned the big deal and insisted on following Penglai to the point of being in the dark.

Now, they have become useless and are no longer able to do evil.

You can leave them alone and let them die of blood, but there are still some good people who can't stand it.

It's all fate.

The life of the Wangchuan Sect Master just ruined them, and I think it would be for them to save their lives and live a better life in the future.

But others are not so kind.

The tourists in the world always have clear love and hate.

In their opinion, these people ended up like this, but they were all good men and their good martial arts were more promising than those of them.

But being willing to follow the thief is really despicable.

People's minds are very subtle things. In the past, there was a sect in the world that was destroyed by the people of the Wangchuan Sect and destroyed. Everyone was sad and foxed with great emotion.

But at the moment, in this scene, it is clearly doing the same thing, but not many people have received evil thoughts from Chen Qiu.

After all, the Master Wangchuan gave these people the opportunity to choose before starting the attack. As long as they threw down the Penglai token in their hands and left here, there would be no such disaster.

These people chose it themselves.

They believe that Penglai can protect them and give them a brighter future as the immortals said.

So, they paid the price of wrong belief.

The scene of sweeping across the courtyard like a wind storm in the five breaths and defeating the thieves with supreme force also made the bystanders excited, although they could only see a ghost-like figure flashing around.

Even Chen Qiu can't see through how he made moves and what martial arts he used, but this does not prevent them from spreading what he is today all over the world.

However, Chen Qiu no longer cared about these things anymore.

He walked up the stairs of Zhenhai Tower, walked through the four floors, and went straight into the fifth floor. Every time he went, warriors came to watch. Those who could enter the building were real masters.

A small number of people followed Chen Qiu and others to attack the thieves in Penglai. The rest were all guys who had already secretly defected to Penglai and were making trouble in the world.

These people also saw Chen Qiu's behavior of abandoning the people in the garden with their own eyes. They were very afraid that Chen Qiu, a guy who did not play according to common sense, also played this game in Zhenhai Tower.

Some more sensitive guys are already holding swords and swords in their hands, ready to draw their swords and fight at any time.

But it's fine.

Chen Qiu ignored them.

I didn't even look at it, as if they didn't exist at all. I went straight upstairs and just greeted a few friends who had acquaintances or had a meeting with each other.

This made these warriors feel relieved and a little indignant.

I feel like I'm underestimated.

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Chen Qiu is really good at martial arts and his temper is as legendary. He is very rebellious. The fourth floor is a bit lively. Most of the masters here are from Chen Qiu, just like the Wangchuan Sect and his colleagues are having a party.

This made the group of warriors who did not belong to this circle a little scared.

"You guys wait here, I'll go up and talk to the seniors."

At the stairs from the fourth floor to the fifth floor, Chen Qiu turned around, said to everyone behind him, and said to Yaoqin holding Luo Yueqin:

"Madam, follow me."

The two of them, and A Qing wearing a hat, stepped on the stairs and went up to the fifth floor. The area here is smaller and there are many people, just a few of them. After all, after a series of things, the list of heaven in the world has almost withered.

"The few strings just now have a perfect sound."

After Shen Qiu and the other two came up, Yang Tao leaned on the side and drank tea alone, glanced at Yaoqin and Luo Yueqin in her hand. The old man twisted his beard and smiled, and said with satisfaction:

"This piano fell into your hand and it did not insult it."

Yaoqin glanced at her husband, who showed an encouraging look to her, so the woman who was not skilled in martial arts stepped forward a few steps and placed Luo Yueqin in her hand on the table in front of Yang Tao.

Yaoqin looked at the nostalgia and doubt in Yang Tao's eyes and said softly:

"The little woman has heard a lot of stories about the head of the sect from her mother. My mother always said that although the head of the sect is a giant in the Demon Cult, she is not a real evil person, but a crazy believer who firmly believes in the doctrine of the Holy Fire.

My little sister Shi Yin has been in the Holy Volcano for many years and has been under the care of the head sect. In the letters from time to time, she also praised the head sect for being a popular person.

Today, when I came to see my husband off, the little woman heard it with her own ears that the head sect was willing to use her own force to protect the warriors, although she didn't know why the head sect did this.

But this is enough to prove that the head sect is a trustworthy senior.”

Yaoqin stopped and pushed Luoyueqin forward a few feet, saying:

"The headmaster is going to do great things and fight against evil people. It is related to life and death. How can there be no weapon in your hands? As a junior of the Holy Fire lineage, the little woman will be on the moon zither today and will be in charge of the headmaster.

But after Penglai, he would discuss the musical method with the head teacher to decide the final belonging of the Luo Yueqin, which is so good?”

"Well, this is a challenge to me."

Yang Tao smiled, with a kind smile, reached out to put her hand on the strings of the Luoyueqin, and plucked her fingers a minute, but no sound sounded, and the old man seemed to feel the change of Baoqin.

His face changed a little in this moment, and he looked at Yaoqin again and said:

"The spiritual rhyme in the piano..."

“Has been subdued.”

Yaoqin replied:

"I heard from my husband that this spiritual rhyme is called Chang Xi, which is the original owner of the Luoyue Qin. The fairy has left, leaving the remaining rhyme here. The little woman felt sad and unwilling to accept the fairy's grief, so she could only use the sound of the piano to clear her mind.

Fortunately, Fairy Chang Xi’s spiritual charm and hatred have been reduced, and she can rest in peace.”

"Um."

Yang Tao nodded, and at this moment, the old man felt a little lost.

He sighed and said:
To be continued...