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Chapter 1838 He Long's Death (1)

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There was a cold light in Chen Xuan's eyes, and the surrounding aura quickly condensed to freezing point. Chen Xuan was lazily leaning against the tree and staring at He Long like a ghost.

He Long felt as if he had overturned a bucket of poison and felt regret and hatred. He Er deserved to die, and so did he. Why did he offend such a bastard?

"You... I said!" He Long felt his knees swaying, as if they were just a ball of cotton and not his knees. With a pop, Chen Xuan knelt down. Chen Xuan stared at He Long coldly.

Keep calm.

"There are still two seconds left. If I don't tell you, then I won't even want your left arm!" Chen Xuan smiled sadly, his pale face was bloodless under the scorching sun, and He Long was trembling in his heart.

"You..." He Long was so frightened that he couldn't speak, but big drops of sweat were pouring down. At this time, He Long still looked like a proud man. He was just like a frightened bird. As long as

Seeing Chen Xuan, I couldn't help but feel fear in my heart.

"Hmph! I don't know what's wrong!" Chen Xuan said coldly, and then he moved with the shadow again. The long shadow under the sun was like a ghost dancing in the dark night, rising in the wind, and the blue sword was like the hand of a devil.

Generally, He Long's left arm was torn apart violently.

ah!

He Long exclaimed, his face was so ferocious that he was distorted. The intense pain squeezed his heart and stopped his blood flow. At this time, he heard the sizzling sound in the bones. Hearing it made him tremble with fear...

If it was a series of coincidences before that he was blinded by the wind and was not prepared to block Chen Xuan's first sword. Then this time, there was no luck at all.

Chen Xuan's strength is so powerful that he will turn into a pile of minced meat in just a blink of an eye. He Long secretly guessed in his heart. But what can he do?

"Hmph, you still have a stick of incense to think about. When the time is up, you should worry about your right leg!" Chen Xuan's cold voice sounded faintly, like a bloodthirsty beast eyeing a rabbit.

Tell this kid? If he tells it, he will definitely not dare to return to the Snow Mountain Sect. Jiang He will definitely chase him crazily, and he knows the character of his great master best.

But if I don't say it, I'm afraid that I will soon turn into a pile of minced meat.

"Hmph! It seems that you are really persistent! I like persistent people the most..." There was a hint of ridicule in Chen Xuan's tone, and a faint smile on his face.

"My Jialan Sword seems to like drinking your blood very much, so the more persistent you are, the more excited the sword in my hand will be." The corners of Chen Xuan's mouth curved in an extremely weird arc, and his fair face

His face was still expressionless, except for the two black pupils that seemed to glow with a green glow.

He Long felt that just by looking at each other, he felt like he was falling into an endless ice cellar, and his heart began to tremble involuntarily. Damn it! He Long secretly cursed in his heart, now is not the time to be afraid.

He must come up with a method within the time of burning incense. If he can't, what awaits him is the kind of pain that makes him want to die. Did he really betray Jiang He? [@ABC Novel Network ] @¥Free

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How can I survive in the future? I have already broken two arms. If I offend Shang Jianghe again...

"It seems that you are really stupid." Chen Xuan spat out this sentence calmly, with a face full of ridicule. This sentence was like a knife cutting into He Long's heart word by word.

Stupid? I have always been a proud man of heaven. When have I ever been called stupid?

Huhuhu...

He Long gasped and said nothing. His chapped lips wanted to ask questions, but because blood was gushing out like water from a river, he was unable to speak at this time and could only stare at Chen Xuan with pleading eyes.

A thought kept surging in his mind, how did he offend Chen Xuan? He just scolded Chen Xuan, but he used two arms as a price. He was really unlucky today!

"You still have half a stick of incense. Think carefully about whether it is appropriate to work for your Lord Jiang He!" After Chen Xuan lazily uttered these words, he did not continue to be silent.

"Do you think if you don't speak, you can still return to Snow Mountain Sect? Can you still return to Jiang He? Will Jiang He accept a cripple?" Chen Xuan's eyes were full of coldness, but his lips actually raised slightly. He actually still

Laughing!

He smiled and pronounced the death sentence, which was the only result he expected in his heart. He Long's eyes were as big as bells, full of unwillingness. Even Chen Xuan could hear the beating of his heart, and the look on his face

Sweating became more frequent.

His earthy expression made Chen Xuan secretly happy. The Snow Mountain Sect's white shirt was already stained with blood from Chen Xuan's torture. That's good! This is what I want. One day, Snow Mountain Sect, you will change.

It has to be the same as the Chen family...

Chen Xuan's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty hatred, but it was immediately replaced by the meaning of ice under the Nine Netherworld. He Long was still immersed in his imagination at this time, as if he had seen the future

.

After seeing him return to Snow Mountain Sect, the group of trash he had tortured were torturing him in the same way. He seemed to see Jiang He scorning him and throwing him out of Snow Mountain Sect like garbage.

Sect.

Then what can I do if I am disabled? Yes! And this is very likely to be the outcome! Jiang He will never raise useless people. If he is useless to Jiang He, then he will not be far away from death.

Moreover, he has offended so many people, how can he die so easily?

"Okay! I said it!" At this time, He Long's eyes were firmer than ever before. The long sword that Chen Xuan had just raised was withdrawn at this time, "You should have said it earlier!"

Chen Xuan said with a sneer, and a trace of fear flashed in He Long's eyes.

"Actually, Master Jiang He said that there is a Marrow Condensing Pill here, although it is just a legend. But the effect of the Marrow Condensing Pill is so great that even the legend is worth our while!"

"It is rumored that people who took the Marrow Pill..."

Before He Long could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Chen Xuan's cold voice.

"Is there any more?" After Chen Xuan spat out these words faintly, He Long stared at Chen Xuan in surprise with his eyes widened. Could it be that this guy is not even interested in the news about the Condensing Pill?

"No...no more...the Concentration Pill is..."

ah!

Halfway through He Long's words, another strong sting came towards him. His muscles seemed to be contracting hard. At this time, he could clearly feel that his mental strength was about to reach the limit of collapse.

.

As for his own vitality, even He Long himself felt that it was passing away rapidly. What should he do? Can he just wait for death? He Long had never felt such fear in his heart, such fear was like a ghost

Her hands were tightly grasping his heart.

"You..." He Long looked at the wound on his abdomen that was stabbed by the Jialan Sword, and raised his hand with difficulty to question Chen Xuan.

"Haha! Do you know what kind of people are most likely to die? Chen Xuan spoke quietly, not rushing to reveal the answer, but asked He Long instead. He Long's heart skipped a beat, and he secretly screamed.

How could I trust this demon?

"Hmph! Your news is of no use to me at all. It's not the evil people who are the easiest to die! It's not the good people who are the easiest to die! It's the trash..." Chen Xuan stared at He Long mockingly, with a sneer on his face.

"By the way, I'm telling you that the Marrow Condensation Pill has been swallowed by me a long time ago! If you don't have some usable information, then you really have no choice but to die!" Chen Xuan looked at He Long with pity on his face, but there was a faint light in his eyes.

There is no restraint at all.

"You...what do you want to know?"

He Long's voice trembled at this time, and his face was full of fear.

"What is your status in the Snow Mountain Sect? How much do you know?" Chen Xuan tore off a piece of white cloth from the arm that had just been chopped off. Then he wiped his sword secretly and asked in a cold voice.

"I am Lord Jiang He's closest minister, and also his direct disciple! Among the Snow Mountain Sect, apart from Lord Helan, Lord Jiang He, and the powerful man behind them who only exists in legends, I am the one!"

He Long looked at Chen Xuan's figure, and his eyes began to become dazed. Maybe it was because he had lost too much blood in his body, and his Taoist power seemed to have been completely suppressed before, and he felt that his body had never been weaker.

.

"Huh! That's somewhat useful." Chen Xuan smiled coldly, with a glimmer of light in his eyes. He inserted the Jialan sword into the scabbard again and raised his eyes to stare at He Long.

For some reason, the more Chen Xuan looked at him like this, the safer he felt. Even at this moment, his heart seemed to be squeezed to pieces by that powerful aura.

Maybe it’s because of what Chen Xuan said! Only trash is the easiest to die.

"Then I want to know what happened between Helan Chong, Helan Yu'er and Helan Heng!" Chen Xuan's eyes were full of bloodthirsty chill. When he thought of this, the emperor-like aura on his body suddenly exploded.

Open. Force towards He Long...

At this time, the atmosphere around the orchard had almost dropped to freezing point. He Long felt as if he was going to be driven crazy by this momentum. He could only keep his last trace of calm by opening his mouth wide and panting like crazy.

"You...how do you know this?" He Long regretted it after he said this. Wasn't he seeking death by asking this question? But no one had mentioned the internal fighting in the family for a long time, and because of this

It is also a forbidden matter within the sect, and no one dares to touch the reverse scale of the Helan sect leader without risking his life.

"It hasn't been a long time since this happened. Isn't it strange that I remember it?" This time, Chen Xuan did not punish He Long. Instead, there was a hint of sadness in his words.

Huh! It has only been two years since this incident. At this time, people in the world actually think that it is a thing of the past. And the names Helan Yuer and Helan Heng will probably disappear from the minds of the world forever.

among.

As for the Chen Mansion, to those in power, it is just an ant that they crushed to death. Who will remember it?

"Haha..." Chen Xuan laughed miserably, and every laugh seemed to contain deep sadness and endless hatred.

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