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Chapter 299: Use yourself as bait to lure Chen Zhixing to show up!

Bang!

The yellow-faced girl flew backwards, and then her head fell directly into Chen Zhixing's hands.

"Ancestor!!!"

The yellow-faced girl looked at Xun Puzi's corpse, which had turned into a puddle of minced meat. Her liver and gallbladder were about to burst, she was so heartbroken that she burst into tears in an instant.

The yellow wax on her face peeled off piece by piece, revealing a beautiful face with blurred eyes.

next moment.

She turned her head suddenly and looked at Chen Zhixing with a look of overwhelming resentment in her eyes.

"Chen Zhixing, I curse you to die a good death! I curse all the murders you have committed, and I will repay you a hundredfold in the future!!"

The little Poison Fairy laughed miserably, and blood gushed out from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

"If the curse is effective, then why practice?"

As soon as this was said.

Bang!

Chen Zhixing smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and gently wiped the tears on the little Poison Fairy's face.

In the blink of an eye.

"No."

"Of course I know."

The head flew out violently and landed heavily under an apple tree next to the field.

"Li Changsheng?!"

"In just one month, the guards of one city after another from your Zhu Ce family in Huaizhou were killed!"

"What?!"

"My condolences to Brother Li."

How long has it been.

Zhu Ce Xuanji frowned: "You?"

"absurd!"

Bang.

Zhu Cetian nodded and said without further ado, he went straight to the point in a deep voice:

As soon as Chen Zhixing stepped forward, the mountains and rivers turned upside down, the sun and the moon hung together, and his figure disappeared into the sky and the earth.

Chen Zhixing only glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze, and then looked thoughtfully in the direction of Huaizhou.

Sikong Xuanji's left hand hit the white stone table behind him hard, smashing it into pieces and shattering into pieces.

Zhu Ce Xuanji just took one look and understood everything in his heart. He cupped his hands and said:

"My little master, last night you were observing the sky and found that Mercury in your Sikong family was in retrograde, so all the bad luck was cut off. According to you, if we hold a small ceremony to worship the sky, we can wash away the bad luck..."

The boss of this man's family was all killed by Li Changsheng, and he and the Ziwei Chen family have a life-and-death feud!

"One of the elders, the White Bone Lord, just went to investigate later, but the news came back again, and his body was found dead!"

Sikong Xuanji's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Could it be that the head of the Sikong family, who has fallen into the hands of Li Changsheng so many times, is still judging me based on common sense?"

"This person is someone else, the eighth son of the Ziwei Chen family, Li Changsheng!"

A month passed by in the blink of an eye.

"...How could it be me?!"

In this instant, the expressions of everyone in the palace changed.

"Exactly!"

Chen Zhixing interrupted the conversation among the elders, and then said in a deep voice:

Chen Zhixing's big hand caressed Little Poison Fairy's cheek. With just a little force, Little Poison Fairy's neck instantly tore open and his flesh and blood burst out.

The face was still wide-eyed and unblinking.

As these elders buried their heads higher, they dared to speak more and more.

The most important thing is...

"It's only been a year since Li Changsheng escaped from the catastrophe. How could I have appeared in Huaizhou at that time and killed the White Bone Master, one of the elders of your Sikong family?"

I saw a figure with long gray hair disheveled and an appearance that could be said to be young or old, walking from the hall step by step.

There was a sound of slow and hasty footsteps.

"No invitation!"

Chen Zhixing stretched out a finger, pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and said calmly:

As soon as he said this, the other elders in the small hall all nodded in agreement and whispered.

...

As soon as this was said.

In the small hall of the house owner in the middle.

That day at Xianxuan Mountain, this person broke through the protective circle of the Ziwei Chen family with just his own strength. Even the Seven Elders of the Netherworld, the first level of Nirvana, were his opponents when they joined forces!

"As long as you take the initiative to show up and use yourself as bait, Li Changsheng will definitely appear!"

Hearing this, Zhu Cetian smiled slightly, as if he had no countermeasures in his mind.

A gentle caress instantly turns into the most violent attack!

...

"Master Zhu Ce, they are investigating. Who is the person who attacked the Zhu Ce family?"

Sikong Xuanji spoke quickly.

"Brother Li is wrong, but even if this person is Zhu Cetian, you are in the light at the moment, and I am in the dark."

Sikong Xuanji suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly.

Chen Zhixing......

The light was dim, and the palace made of obsidian glowed with an icy white luster.

But when he thought that it had only been a year since Li Changsheng had overcome the limit tribulation, he naturally ruled it out.

An elder hesitated and spoke.

"How should you break the situation?"

"Brother Li, it's really bad for him to think so."

After being silent for a while, Sikong Xuanji said:

"But I am Li Changsheng!"

Sikong Xuanji patted the armrest of the stone chair, and the scowl on his face became even worse.

Having said that, Chen Zhixing paused for a moment.

Huaizhou, a group of white palaces in the shape of spires.

"From the first time you met Li Changsheng, you had a muddy feeling. I don't have the ultimate murderous intention towards you, whether it's life or death!"

Sikong Xuanji frowned and said: "Friend Daoist Li, as far as you know, Li Changsheng should be going through the Nirvana Tribulation at this moment. The Nirvana Tribulation is just trying to survive the small tribulation of life and death and complete the conversion of true energy into the power of Nirvana. It's abnormal.

It takes ten years, and even the slowest person recorded in ancient history took eight or seven years."

Sikong Xuanji was so angry that everyone was trembling.

Chen Zhixing squeezed out a smile on his face, shook his head and said: "Birth, old age, illness and death are all in accordance with the laws of heaven. There is nothing wrong with mourning."

I am very impressed by this person.

Chen Zhixing took a deep breath, and then uttered a sentence in a deep voice.

"Come here, as you escape again and again, my murderous intention towards you becomes stronger and stronger."

"so."

"Do they know who Zhu Cetian wants to kill the most?" Chen Zhixing asked.

I saw a man in green clothes walking back into the hall in small steps, half-kneeling up, and said in a deep voice:

"A bunch of wine bags and rice bags!"

"The little master of the family, Chen Zhixing of Tianmen City, will meet you later!"

Bang!!!

"What? They're all mute? They usually eat one by one, but when the critical moment comes, can any of them fart?"

"Next, it's time for the Sikong family."

Naturally, we had already thought it was Li Changsheng.

Sikong Xuanji gasped for breath, her angry breath captured in her eyes.

Sikong Xuanji's eyes lit up and his voice became colder: "Does Fellow Daoist Li know who this person is?"

All the elders of the Sikong family around him were as silent as a cicada, and they were stingy and dared not even breathe.

When it comes to the level of hatred, I’m afraid it’s still lower than that of our Sikong family!

Under his right sleeve, there is a roll of white silk scarf hanging, and a piece of white linen is also wrapped around his waist.

"That murderous intention seems to be born with me. Is there any reason for it? Is there any reason for it?"

Sikong Xuanji waved his sleeves heavily, sat down under the stone chair, looked around at the elders, and let out an angry laugh.

This person's cultivation has reached the eighth level of Nirvana, but in terms of combat prowess, he is afraid that if someone from the first or even fourth level of Nirvana comes, he will be his opponent!

at that time.

"It's obvious that no one is targeting your Sikong clan. It has nothing to do with the art of numerology and feng shui?"

"Tsk tsk, what a beautiful face, it looks so good even when you cry..."


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