It's probably because people have become much more obese recently. Zhou Kaitai and others are no longer as excited as they were a few days ago, and they don't have the self-satisfaction of a villain. They don't even bother to chase. They withdraw their hands and look calm and calm, which is quite a bit.
The demeanor of a superior person.
Su Yi pointed and nodded. Lan Xinyu yawned, it's almost done, and called it a day.
In the direction where everyone from the Kuangdao Clan was fleeing, a carriage came slowly. It looked very luxurious from the outside.
Seeing the people from the Crazy Knife Sect approaching with long knives in hand, the carriage did not give in. It still maintained its previous route and drove over slowly.
"Get out of here!" Everyone in the Kuangdao Clan had just been beaten violently. They were holding back their anger and were hurriedly running for their lives. When they saw that the carriage was blocking the road in a hurry, they were even more furious.
At the same time, he drew his knife and struck at the carriage.
A figure as fat as a small hill suddenly jumped out from the coachman's position. Although he was extremely fat and pot-bellied, his body was as moving as a rabbit. In a flash, he had already rushed into the crowd.
"Ah...ah..." A series of screams came from the crowd, and the long knife fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.
In just the blink of an eye, the disciples of the Crazy Sword Sect who had finally escaped from the hands of Kenshin Ryu fell down like a wheat field in autumn. What they had suffered just now was just flesh and blood.
It was really nerve-wracking all of a sudden.
Seeing the body that was as fat as a mountain of meat, Ling Chuxi and others were surprised. There were actually such fat people in the world, but they were so fat, yet they could possess such flexible and quick movements.
"Forget it, let them live." Just when the super fat man was about to kill him, an indifferent voice without any emotion sounded from the carriage.
"Yes!" The fat man paused for a moment, responded respectfully, and then stopped.
"Gold can't be exchanged!" Ling Chuxi saw the fat man's face clearly, and couldn't help being surprised: Why did he come to Qianzhongling?
Ling Chuxi knew something about Jin Buhuan's status. No matter in the Fengyan Club of various countries or in the sect's holy realm, Jin Buhuan had a very high status. But today, he was willing to be a coachman, and the person in the carriage just said so lightly.
Jin Buhuai actually has such a great intimidating power. Then who should be sitting in the carriage?
Ling Chuxi looked at the carriage curiously. At this moment, the curtain of the carriage opened, and a young man who looked to be in his early twenties also looked towards Ling Chuxi.
Ling Chuxi was slightly shocked. This young man looked very ordinary, but if you look closely, you will find that his facial features are as if they have been accurately measured with a ruler, and no one can find any flaws.
It can only be described as perfect. The more you look at it, the more you can feel a kind of soul-stirring magic. Is this the so-called attractive man?
What shocked Ling Chuxi the most was that her invincible Divine Refining Art could not detect any of his breath. If he hadn't appeared alive in front of her, and if he hadn't spoken just now, it would have been mistaken for him.
He doesn't exist at all.
"This person is not simple, but very unusual." Apart from Huangfu Qingjue, this was the first time that Ling Chuxi felt such mystery in a person. Who could he be? The person who Jin Buhuan treated with such respect,
What identity will it be?
"Are you Ling Chuxi?" The man also looked at Ling Chuxi and said slowly.