Chapter 102 The Sword Cultivator with Destroyed Immortal Bones Fourteen
Chapter 102 The Sword Nun with all her immortal bones destroyed (14)
Lin Zhen and his party followed Aunt Zhang through the streets and alleys.
They saw many people on the roadside with grass signs on their heads.
There were also some teenage children with grass tags on their heads, and they were held in the arms of the adults next to them who also had grass tags on their heads. Although the children's eyes kept falling with tears, their mouths were
The adults covered it tightly to prevent even a single sound from coming out.
This kind of behavior looks like a kidnapping. But from the similar-looking faces of the pair of adults and children, it is indeed possible to see some kind of kinship between them. It is really strange.
When a young disciple in the team saw this scene, he asked Aunt Zhang, "What's going on?"
Aunt Zhang looked at the group of people, feeling quite sympathetic, and replied: "Because Xia Xianguan couldn't hear other people crying, he ordered the people in the city not to cry. They were afraid that the cries of children would be heard.
Xia Xianguan's ears brought trouble, so he covered the child's mouth."
What the hell? That Xia Xianguan himself made Qianlian City into such a miserable state for the people, and he still issued such a bullshit order to shut his eyes and listen? Is there something wrong?
Everyone was confused when they heard this: Is this kind of person worthy of being an immortal official?
That's right. It's because of people like this as immortal officials that Qianlian City becomes what it is now.
They followed Aunt Zhang and walked along, passing through several long streets, and finally arrived at a magnificent golden palace in the center of the city.
Although Qianlian City is now devastated and devastated, the Golden Palace is still bright and brilliant, exuding a faint golden halo in the sun. If it were not supported by the fat of the people in the city, where would such a magnificent scene come from?
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Lin Zhen stepped onto the steps made of white jade outside the palace and approached this extremely luxurious golden palace. The disciples also followed her up.
This golden palace has an extremely wide door, which is tightly closed at this time. There is also a defensive formation outside the vermilion door, which is clearly disappearing among the carved corridors, and is not very eye-catching.
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But if she stepped in without any precautions, the group of people behind her might lose most of them.
Lin Zhen stretched out his hand to stop the group of disciples behind him who were eager to rush forward. He pulled out the long sword from his waist and slashed hard at the flickering light——
There seemed to be a crisp sound like breaking glass, and the light and shadow changed several times.
The formation is broken.
Lin Zhen sheathed his sword and said to everyone: "That's it, let's go."
The moment the formation was broken, Xia Xianguan in the Xianguan Mansion felt something.
He put down the spiritual stones and treasures that he was counting one by one, and appeared in front of everyone very consciously, with an arrogant tone: "Who dares to be so presumptuous in this Immortal's official residence?"
Behind him were the immortal attendants who came after hearing the sound. There were only about ten of them, which did not match the ostentation in the rumors. I think it was because the Xia Immortal Official had already begun to prepare to run away.
"Are you the Immortal Official of Qianlian City?" Lin Zhen looked at the arrogant and domineering young man in front of him and asked, "Qianlian City is now full of hungry people and there are piles of bones. Are you just looking at it like this?"
Who dares to question me like this?
Xia Jing shrank back with some guilt, then realized what he was doing, stiffened his neck and said, "There is no mercy from natural disasters, what can I do?"
Lin Zhen snorted coldly when he heard this: "A natural disaster? The spiritual veins of Qianlian City have been taken away. You call this a natural disaster? I think it is a good thing you did!"
Xia Jing was a little angry after being exposed, and said angrily: "What does it have to do with you? I am the immortal official of Qianlian City. I can do whatever I want. I just took away some spiritual veins. You don't need to take care of it."
Nosy business!”
Lin Zhen laughed angrily at him, raised the sword in his hand and said: "Yes, I will take care of today's noisy matter!"
Even Zhou Daoyuan is no match for Lin Zhen, let alone his useless wife brother who rose to power purely through nepotism.
In just a few breaths, Xia Jing was beaten until he cried like a wolf, but he didn't seem to understand the situation clearly. He was still holding his head and cursing loudly: "You dare to hit me! Do you know who my brother-in-law is? I'll tell you, wait for me
Go back to Mingguangzong and tell my brother-in-law, and you will be dead!"
"Oh." Lin Zhen kicked Xia Jing hard in the chest until he collapsed to the ground. He looked down at him and said calmly, "Your brother-in-law is Zhou Daoyuan, right?"
Xia Jing was lying on the ground, looking at her silent and cold expression, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart, feeling that she was about to say something terrible.
Sure enough, she looked at him with cold eyes and said word by word: "I forgot to tell you something. Zhou Daoyuan is dead."
Xia Jing suddenly felt as if his head had been hit hard with a hammer, making a "buzzing" sound, which disturbed his thoughts.
"Impossible." After a long while, Xia Jing collapsed on the ground and slowly uttered a few words, "My brother-in-law is a powerful Mahayana man..."
At first glance, this person seems to be a guy who only lives by Zhou Daoyuan. After Zhou Daoyuan is dead, even if he returns to the Mingguang Sect that is about to fall apart, he will not have a good life.
Lin Zhen didn't even bother to kill him.
"You can go back to Mingguangzong and take a look. Maybe you can catch up with Zhou Daoyuan's first seven." Lin Zhen made arrangements for him in an indifferent tone, "As for those things in the Immortal Palace, don't even think about taking them away.
Leave them all to me."
When Xia Jing heard this, his eyes almost bulged out of his sockets with anger: "Those are all my property!"
"That's all what you got by plundering and squeezing the people." Lin Zhen impatiently flicked the hilt of the sword, and the long sword was half an inch out of its sheath, reflecting a cold light on Xia Jing's face, "You have to realize it yourself
Leave the things behind, or I will kill you directly and then take over the things you left behind. You can choose one."
Xia Jing was threatened by the long sword with one blade exposed, and complained with tears in his eyes: "You are acting like a bandit!"
Lin Zhen looked impatiently at his crying look. He flicked his fingers on the hilt of the sword, completely unsheathed the sword, and pointed the tip of the sword at his neck: "Hurry up, choose one. Or I will help you choose."
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"No, don't..." Xia Jing still cherished his life. He weighed the pros and cons and compromised, "I'll leave everything to you. But...can you let me take something away with you?"
"No." Lin Zhen flatly refused and held out three fingers to Xia Jing, "I'll count to three. If you don't want to leave, just leave your head here."
"one,"
"two--"
Before Lin Zhen could finish counting, Xia Jing immediately ran away: If you keep the green hills, you won’t be afraid of running out of firewood! Let’s run away first!
