Chapter 922: Intercepted and killed on the way, the Zhuge clan
Chen Qi shook his head and sighed, how could he not know Murong Qingxue's thoughts?
But now that he has a family, he can no longer hold anyone else in his heart except Ye Miaoyu.
But as Suzaku said, if Murong Qingxue was not given the hope of living, the other party would definitely not leave with him.
In desperation, Chen Qi could only maintain the status quo and take it one step at a time.
Wait until Murong Qingxue's mood is completely stable before making a decision.
At the same time, Chen Qi and his party were on their way back to Beijing.
A team of people have been waiting here early.
These people were dressed in strange costumes, both men and women, and everyone was wearing armor.
The most noteworthy thing is the eye-catching family crest on their chests.
An eight-clawed golden dragon sleeps under the blue sky and white sun.
"My ancestors are really just cleaning up a secular child, so why do we need to make it so grand?"
The speaker is a strong man with strong limbs.
He complained dissatisfiedly while wiping the seven-foot sword in his hand with a rag.
"Shangfeng, please stop complaining. Since our ancestors have entrusted me with such an arduous task of retrieving the [Wolong Sword], that is their trust in us."
Another middle-aged man with a hairy beard said.
"Don't blame me for not reminding you. I heard that the boy named Chen is a strong man with the Eighth Heavenly Transformation Realm."
"If you take it so lightly, you will surely reap the rewards."
Zhuge Shangfeng was disdainful and blew the dust off his knife, "Zhuge Jun, when did you become so timid?"
"What about the eight heavenly realms of transformation?
Have we, the assassination team of the Zhuge family, killed too few of the eight powerful people in the Transformation Realm?"
"Having said that, the opponent this time is different. Murong Haoying was defeated by him."
"Haha, that only shows that Murong Haoying is not yet mature enough. How can the unique skills of my Zhuge family be comparable to that of a small and run-down family?"
Zhuge Shangfeng glanced not far away, "What's more, don't we still have the third lady in charge?"
Looking at Zhuge Shangfeng's gaze, he saw a woman wearing red tassel armor and a phoenix-patterned sword hanging from her waist, leaning against a tree pole, closing her eyes and concentrating.
Her name is Zhuge Linglong, the heir to the upright martial arts of the Zhuge clan, and the holder of one of the twin swords of the Zhuge clan, [Fengxiao Sword].
She is also the daughter of Zhuge Leiyin, the current patriarch of the Zhuge family.
At a young age, he has mastered the seventy-two martial arts of the Zhuge lineage, and is known as a rare martial arts wizard in the Zhuge family for hundreds of years.
The current assassination team is led by her.
Zhuge Jun shook his head and muttered softly, "I heard that our ancestors are preparing to bring my Zhuge clan back to the world."
"Is this true?"
"Of course it's true. Our Zhuge clan has been dormant for hundreds of years and has been forgotten by the world. It's time to wake up."
"And that boy named Chen Qi is the springboard for our birth."
"If that's the case, then we can't let that kid leave alive today."
Suddenly, Zhuge Linglong, who had not been disturbed by the movement around him, slowly opened his eyes.
"They're coming."
As soon as he said this, everyone who was originally lazy stood up one after another.
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The vehicle was bumpy, and Murong Qingxue leaned on Chen Qi's shoulder and fell into a deep sleep.
Chen Qi picked up an unfinished book and read it carefully.
It's still a few hours' drive before we go back to Beijing, so it's good to pass the time by reading.
But at this moment, several black shadows flashed through the dense forest beside the road.
Its speed is as fast as a flying arrow.
Soon, these dark figures caught up with Chen Qi's vehicle and stopped it.
"The person sitting in the car is the heir to the current head of the Chen royal family, Chen Qi?"
What followed was a powerful voice.
Suzaku walked out of the car and frowned, "Who are you and what do you want to do?"
Zhuge Shangfeng sneered, "We are here to collect the [Wolong Sword] on the orders of our ancestors, and we are here to pick up Murong Qingxue as a guest in the clan."
"Recover [Wolong Sword]?"
Zhuque thought for a moment, his eyes frivolous, "Are you from the Zhuge clan?"
"You have good eyesight. Where is that guy Chen Qi? He stole my clan's most precious treasure and why didn't he come out and die!"
As soon as Zhuge Shangfeng finished speaking, he saw the window of the back seat of the vehicle slowly rolled down.
A face with three-dimensional features appeared in everyone's sight.
"The Zhuge clan just sent you people here?"
During the conversation, Chen Qi still kept his head down and read, as if he was not surprised by what was happening.
Zhuge Linglong couldn't help but narrow her eyes slightly. She looked at Chen Qi carefully, slightly surprised.
Previously, she learned from others that Chen Qi was a strong man who had reached the eighth level of transformation and held a high position in the military.
She naturally thought that the other party would be a very old man, or at worst, a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties.
But now it seems that the other party is so young?
Zhuge Linglong prides herself on being a young and charming person in the contemporary era. After all, being able to achieve such martial arts achievements at her age is nothing short of extraordinary.
Chen Qi looks about the same age as her, or even much younger.
This made her feel a little frustrated.
Zhuge Shangfeng spat, "Oh, hey, I think you've wronged you by sending people like us here?"
Chen Qi slowly closed the book, gently placed the sleeping Murong Qingxue on the seat, then opened the door and got out of the car.
When Zhuque saw this, he was a little confused, "Dragon Lord, it's just a few clowns, I'll do it."
Chen Qi raised his hand slightly, "I'm addicted to cigarettes. Let's have a cigarette."
After that, he took out a cigarette and slowly lit it for himself.
"I thought that after leaving the realm of [Longzhong], you would not come to trouble yourself, but now it seems that you are quite persistent."
In fact, during this trip to [Longzhong], Chen Qi never thought of leaving so easily.
[Longzhong], after all, is the home of the Zhuge clan.
Murong Haoying died because of him, and the Zhuge family's most precious treasure [Wolong Sword] is still in his hand. If the other party knows that he is here, they will definitely come to him.
"Are you Chen Qi?"
At this time, Zhuge Linglong took a step forward, stared at Chen Qi with cold eyes and asked.
Chen Qi raised his eyes slightly, "Any advice?"
Zhuge Linglong's expression was indifferent and her voice was clear, "We are here to retrieve the [Wolong Sword] under the order of our ancestors, and we also want to bring back Murong Qingxue."
"If you are willing to hand it over obediently, I can still spare your life."
Chen Qi blew out a puff of smoke and said, "[The Crouching Dragon Sword] belongs to your Zhuge family. I can return it to you, but if you ask me to hand over Murong Qingxue, I will not obey your order."