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352. Abandoned Town

()Find your way home!

"Brother, it's raining outside, let the brothers take a rest!" Duan Qianhong's voice came from outside the carriage.

Meng Luochuan came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Then let's find a place to rest and take shelter from the wind and rain for a while. When the rain passes, we can set off!"

"Okay, there is an abandoned town three miles ahead. We can go there to have a rest. The brothers have gone through a fight, which is quite hard!" Duan Qianhong looked back at the scattered team and sighed.

Meng Luochuan nodded: "Then let's go to the small town. Brothers fought hard to kill the enemy for my Tianque Palace. They worked hard through life and death!" Although he was the leader of a sect, he was also very considerate of his subordinates.

After receiving Meng Luochuan's approval, the team quickened their pace and ran through the drizzle. The mud splashed, and a dilapidated town in the distance soon appeared in front of everyone.

There is no one on the spacious street. There are tea shops, theaters, wine shops, brothels and other buildings inside. It must have been very prosperous back then. However, as the people moved away one after another, the place gradually lost its popularity.

The rotten wooden windows and doors were scattered all over the floor. Looking at the dust and spider webs accumulated inside the house, it seemed that the place had been abandoned for a long time. Most of the walls and beams had cracks, making it look desolate.

A scene of ruin.

It was drizzle, the wind was howling, and thunder sounded from time to time, making the whole town look dead.

The team rushed in, each found some empty houses, and built piles of bonfires to disperse the cold air.

This bad rainy day is really not suitable for traveling. If someone sets a trap on the road, it will undoubtedly be a disaster.

In a dilapidated inn, Meng Luochuan walked in with his wife Wen Wan and Duan Qianhong, followed closely by Lu Chen and Wu Tong.

The inn had been abandoned for many years, and the light inside was very dim. Spider webs and dust were everywhere. A few sect disciples with quick hands and feet tidied it up quickly, and soon a bonfire was lit inside, burning the dilapidated inn lobby.

It's extremely bright.

"Thank you for your hard work, please take a rest first!" Meng Luochuan helped his wife sit down and turned to everyone.

Lu Chen leaned against the door with his Xuanqing heavy sword in his arms, and scanned the surroundings with sharp eyes.

Wu Tong stood aside like an iron tower, completely silent and silent.

"Brother, I just went to count the number of people. We have suffered a lot of losses here!" Duan Qianhong came from outside and said with an ugly look on her face.

Meng Luochuan said solemnly: "Let us know how much we have lost!"

"There are two hundred and twenty-seven people in Baicao Hall, one hundred and forty-nine in Jinsha Hall, and sixty-four direct descendants of the Meng family!" Duan Qianhong sighed softly.

Meng Luochuan frowned and said: "So much was lost in the battle of Tianlang Valley!"

"Yes, nearly four hundred people! I guess this is just the first wave of ambush. I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble in the future." Duan Qianhong said with a heavy heart.

Meng Luochuan said coldly: "Soldiers are coming to block it, water is coming to cover it up, and we have two peak powerhouses, the Unparalleled Sword Master and Wu Tong, to assist us. These small tricks are nothing to be afraid of!"

One general's success will lead to thousands of bones. If you want to achieve hegemony, someone will always need to sacrifice. Meng Luochuan has already been mentally prepared.

"That's right!" Duan Qianhong glanced at the figures of Lu Chen and Wu Tong, and her nervous mood suddenly calmed down a lot.

Whether it is Lu Chen or Wu Tong, these are the most powerful figures in the land of Kyushu. Their combat power is extremely amazing. With their help, in Duan Qianhong's heart, this trip to Chongyang Lake has been half successful.

"Lu Chen, you are very strong!" At this moment, Wu Tong, who was silent for a while, suddenly looked at Lu Chen.

Lu Chen turned his head and looked over in surprise, and raised the corner of his mouth: "You're not bad either!"

"It's rare to see a top master like you. If we have a chance, let's compete!" The black copper bull's eyes were full of fighting spirit.

Masters are always lonely, especially those at the pinnacle level. They are very eager to find an evenly matched opponent to compete with and learn from each other.

The peak innate experts have reached a bottleneck in their understanding of the power of heaven and earth, and they all long for a life-and-death battle in order to seek a breakthrough.

"It's what I asked for!" Lu Chen showed a faint smile.

It can be seen that Wu Tong is not the kind of heroic person, but he is the kind of straightforward and good-natured person. Lu Chen likes to deal with this kind of people, at least he has no bad intentions towards the people around him.

Whoosh... A figure suddenly rushed in from outside. The whole person was covered in blood and looked extremely embarrassed. After a closer look, it turned out to be Wu Ma, the leader of the Jinsha Hall who had been cut off before.

"Palace Master, something bad is going on!" Wu Ma rushed over with a weak breath and a look of panic.

When Meng Luochuan saw his embarrassed appearance, his face instantly darkened: "What's going on? Why did you come back alone? Where's Ma Yixiao?"

"Hall Master Ma has encountered a vicious attack!" Wu Ma knelt down on one knee and gritted his teeth, looking quite sad.

Duan Qianhong's face changed slightly as she asked, "What's going on, Uncle Wu?"

Wu Tong and Lu Chen also looked over in surprise.

In order to escape from Tianlang Valley, Wu Tong took the lead in rushing out with his team, leaving Ma Yixiao and Wuma Duan behind.

With their innate strength in the Real Elixir Realm, they should have no problem dealing with a Real Alchemy Realm and a Void Core Realm. How could this be the case? Could it be that something happened in Tianlang Valley after they left?

Wu Ma looked sad and said with emotion: "Palace Master, you don't know, after everyone left, Hall Master Ma and I planned to join forces to take down the two people from Wu Qing Bai Ti Qiao Temple. At the beginning, we had a huge advantage.

Who would have thought that the other side would suddenly receive reinforcements from experts, and Ma Yixiao would be killed unfortunately? You must avenge Hall Master Ma!"

"Who did the murder!" Meng Luochuan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said, with an evil spirit gushing between his brows.

There was a wisp of blood carved on the corner of Wuma's mouth, and he beat his chest and cried out: "It's Lu Honghong, the master of Genshui Hall. Palace master, it's my incompetence! I couldn't bring Hall Master Ma back, causing us to lose one person in vain."

Good player."

Everyone in the lobby stared at Wu Ma, and everyone looked a little unhappy.

Meng Luochuan saw that Wu Ma had suffered internal injuries, and quickly reached out to support Wu Ma, and said with concern: "Mr. Wu, are you okay?"

"I'm fine!" Wu Ma looked at Meng Luochuan who was approaching. His originally sad eyes turned cold in vain. A sharp dagger quickly slipped out of his sleeve and stabbed the opponent fiercely without hesitation.

"Luochuan, be careful!"

"Brother, retreat quickly!"

"There is a spy..."

Seeing this scene, everyone's expressions changed suddenly. However, the distance between Meng Luochuan and Wuma was too close. Wuma was a master of the innate real elixir realm. With his strength, Meng Luochuan could not dodge at all.

Seeing that Meng Luochuan was about to die on the spot, at the critical moment, wow, a ray of phantom shot out at a very fast speed and instantly penetrated Wu Ma's right hand holding the sword.

"Ah!" A shrill scream suddenly echoed through the entire lobby.

Wuma's hand was pierced with a bloody hole by a copper coin, and his sinister face immediately couldn't help but twitch.

Use copper coins as hidden weapons. No one here except Lu Chen knows how to do this.

Fortunately, he had quick eyesight and quick hands, otherwise Meng Luochuan would have been handed over here today.

"Get away!" Duan Qianhong rushed over in a flash, kicked the opponent out of the door with a flying kick, and attracted countless sect disciples to gather over.

"Wuma, what are you doing!" Meng Luochuan had beads of cold sweat on his forehead, staring at the old figure on the street with a horrified expression. If Lu Chen hadn't taken action just now, he would have almost fallen into Wuma's trap.

Lu Chen stood with his sword in his hand, stared at Wu Ma coldly, and said coldly: "You want to kill Meng Luochuan, are you sent here by Meng Haijiao?"

"Huh, it's not your turn as a villain to make irresponsible remarks about the affairs of Tianque Palace!" Wu Ma said sternly, covering his bloody right hand.

Lu Chen sneered and said: "I am a villain, and you are guilty of committing evil acts. Who is the villain? Don't you know it yourself?"

"Lu Chen, you are an unparalleled swordsman and the beloved son of heaven. Why do you need to go through this muddy water? If you know the truth, I advise you to abandon the darkness and turn to the light. Meng Luochuan's energy has been exhausted, and it is not worth your efforts to help him!" Wuma

said in a deep voice.

Lu Chen said calmly: "Meng Luochuan is the only successor to the orthodoxy of Tianque Palace. Meng Hai is ambitious and greedy for power. He is just a villain. Is it worth your life for him?"

"It's worth it, why isn't it worth it? Meng Luochuan has mediocre qualifications and is not doing his job properly. How can He De inherit the position of palace master? If Tianque Palace falls into his hands, it will perish sooner or later!" Wu Ma said through gritted teeth.

"Luochuan, are you okay?" Wen Wan ran over quickly, pulled Meng Luochuan and asked with a concerned look on her face.

"It's a false alarm, it's okay!" Meng Luochuan gave the other party a reassuring look, then walked towards the gate, glared at Wuma and said: "Wuma, my father has great trust in you, treats you with courtesy, and respects you as the master of Jinsha Hall.

,Why betray me!"

"Betraying you? Haha, it's ridiculous, you ignorant boy. I have never regarded you as my master, so why would you betray me?" Wuma raised his head and laughed with disdain on his face.

When Meng Luochuan heard this, his eyes widened and he said angrily: "It turns out that you have always been a spy, deliberately lurking around me, and trying to assassinate me when I was careless! Why is this? What benefits did Meng Haijiao give you?"

"Haha, the benefits he gave me are beyond your imagination. You are too young to fight that old fox. I advise you to be more aware of the current affairs. There will still be a place for you in Tianque Palace. Otherwise, what will happen to you?

It will definitely be miserable!" Wu Ma sneered.

Meng Luochuan shouted sternly: "Shut up, I trust you so much, and you actually use me to achieve your goals. It really disappoints me. Death is not a pity!"

"Brother, what should I do? Do you want to kill him?" Duan Qianhong had already pulled out half of the sword.

Lu Chen glanced at Meng Luochuan's face, which was almost distorted with anger, and couldn't help but sigh to himself, as deep as the sea was like the Hou Men.

In the face of powerful interests, it happens too often that brothers fight against each other and father and son turn against each other. It is true that wealthy families are troubled.

Meng Luochuan pondered for a moment, his eyes turned cold, and he struggled to say one word: "Kill!"


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