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Chapter 1969 Old Ancient

Yanlong is not nostalgic for the transcendent status of the "Temple", nor is he greedy for the rights possessed by the "Temple" Elders Council. The only thing that Yanlong can't let go of is the Flame Dragon Spear in his hand, but this Flame Dragon Spear is

Since he was leaving the "Temple" things in the "Temple", it was natural that the Flame Dragon Spear would also be returned to the "Temple".

"Old friend, we really have to meet again this time. From now on, we may never have the chance to meet again."

Yanlong held the simple short blade in his hand, held a knife flower in his hand, and said to Situ Xiaofeng: "If you still remember the feelings between us, promise me one thing..."

"After the Flame Dragon, there will be no Flame Dragon, and no one will be able to use the Flame Dragon Spear!"

Before Yan Long finished speaking, Situ Xiaofeng already knew what he wanted to say and agreed directly.

"A promise like yours is enough!"

Yanlong raised the short knife in his hand and struck it towards his hamstring.

"laugh!"

A blood arrow shot out from Yanlong's hamstring. Yanlong's forehead was also covered with a layer of cold sweat. He needed to hold the Yanlong Spear beside him with his left hand to prevent his body from falling.

Just when Yanlong raised his hand to move towards the hamstring of his right foot, Situ Kong, Li Yifeng, Zhou Bai and others also rushed outside the hall. Li Yifeng was shocked when he saw the scene in front of him, "Yanlong, you...

…”

"Don't feel guilty about me. Even if you weren't the one trapped that day, I would still take action."

After saying that, Yanlong swung the short knife in his hand down again and severed the hamstring of his right foot. As the hamstring of his right foot was severed, Yanlong could no longer control his body and fell to the ground.

The blood stained his trousers. Yanlong looked at Li Yifeng in front of him and said, "There is a price for doing things, and this is the price I have to pay!"

Whoosh!

With another slash of the knife, Yanlong severed the tendon of his left hand.

Outside the main hall, Situ Kong held his hands tightly and his body was shaking a little. He raised his head and looked at the man in the main hall who was covered in black robes. Although he couldn't bear it, he had no choice but to do so.

These are the rules of the "Temple". Anyone who violates the rules of the "Temple" cannot escape. If the person who violated the rules today is his father, he must also act according to the rules. In this scene, Situ Kong

I already knew it from the beginning.

Yan Long threw the bloody dagger in his hand to Situ Xiaofeng and said: "There is only one last knife left. I can't finish it by myself. Please help me."

Situ Xiaofeng bent down to pick up the knife on the ground, put it away, and said: "That's it. From today on, you are no longer allowed to enter the 'Temple', and you are no longer the second elder of the 'Temple' Presbyterian Council."

Although Enryu had broken the hamstrings of his feet and the tendons of his left hand, Yamamoto Ichiro was not satisfied with this. What Enryu killed was the greatest hope for the future of the entire Oni Ninja Sect, so Enryu could only accept this.

The punishment, Yamamoto Ichiro felt, was too cheap for him.

"Great Elder, is this the end of the matter?" Yamamoto Ichiro said to Situ Xiaofeng: "He just broke his hand tendons and hamstrings. Nowadays, medical skills are so advanced that he can easily repair the broken hand tendons and hamstrings."

Take it."

"He has already accepted the punishment according to the rules of the 'temple'. What else do you want? Even if he reconnects the broken hand tendons and hamstrings, he will never be able to return to his previous appearance." Situ Xiaofeng raised his eyes.

, glanced at Yamamoto Ichiro coldly, and said: "If you feel dissatisfied, wait until you sit in the position of the Presbyterian Council before raising questions. Of course, the premise is that you can get other elders in the Presbyterian Council to agree to your question.

"

Situ Xiaofeng pulled out the Flame Dragon Spear that Yan Long had stuck on the ground, wrapped it with a piece of cloth, and said to Yamamoto Ichiro: "We have nothing to do here anymore, it's time to go back to the 'Temple'."

Yamamoto Ichiro looked angrily at Yan Long sitting on the ground, and finally followed Situ Xiaofeng out of the hall. Even if Yamamoto Ichiro wanted to make a sneak attack, under the watchful eyes of so many people, he would not be able to succeed.

, and may even lose his life here.

Looking at Situ Xiaofeng passing by him, Situ Kong gritted his teeth and turned around to chase after him.

Outside the Golden Leaf Pavilion, Situ Xiaofeng stopped and asked another elder to take Ichiro Yamamoto to leave first, then stood there waiting for Situ Kong.

"This is a rule, and I can't help it." Situ Xiaofeng said with his back to Situ Kong.

"I used to regard the 'temple' as my goal, but now I realize how stupid my previous goal was."

Situ Kong looked at Situ Xiaofeng's back and said: "The 'Temple' is simply a cold palace without any warmth, and everything is based on those bullshit rules!"

"I used to think that one day you would be able to enter the 'temple', but gradually, I gave up this idea. The way you look now is very good. You know how to get angry, and you know how to get angry. It means that you still have blood in your heart, unlike me.

, sometimes I am so calm that I doubt that the blood flowing in my body has lost its temperature. Maybe as Yan Long said, I have been sitting in this position for too long, and the blood and passion that I once had have long since disappeared.

It’s cold.”

Situ Xiaofeng bent down and put the Flame Dragon Spear wrapped in black cloth on the ground, and said to Situ Kong who was standing behind him: "Bring it to Yan Long, it can also be regarded as a 'temple' left for him.

Final thoughts.”

After saying that, Situ Xiaofeng walked down the stone steps. In just a moment, Situ Xiaofeng reached the bottom of the stone steps and disappeared from Situ Kong's sight.

Situ Kong bent down and picked up the Flame Dragon Spear on the ground, turned around and returned to the main hall, personally returned the gun to Yan Long, and said: "Although he is the great elder, he has no right to change the rules of the 'temple', so he handed Yan Long

I left the gun as a thought for you."

"That's enough, that's enough."

Yanlong touched the Yanlong Spear wrapped in black cloth and said, "I am already very grateful to him for being able to keep my old friend."

"Don't blame him." Yanlong said to Situ Kong, "He can't do anything. After all, there are many people in the 'Temple' watching. If he is biased, it will naturally attract other people in the 'Temple'

dissatisfaction, thus shaking the prestige of the 'Temple' Presbyterian Church."

"Yanlong..." Li Yifeng walked forward, looked at Yanlong, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

"From now on, there will be no more Yanlong in this world." Yanlong stood up with the help of Situ Kong and Luo Hao and said, "My surname is Gu, from now on you can call me 'Lao Gu'."


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