Lord of Time!

Chapter 35
In recent years, the Qisetang organization has gone too far.

It is no longer the same as when it was founded in the early years, going around to help civilians, kill thieves, and help orphans and widows.

After the reputation was ruined, the government didn't think about attacking them, but they found that the opponent was already powerful.

The seven halls under his command add up, and his influence spreads all over the counties and townships of Xingqing Prefecture. No one can tell how many subordinates there are.

At this time, I want to deal with them again.

Just like a mouse pulling a turtle, there is no way to start.

Not to mention anything else, if the pressure is urgent and someone raises their arms, it is very likely that a small rebellion will be set off.

At that time, no one can afford this responsibility.

However, as Gao Yue said, it was only aimed at a middle-level leader at the entrance of the hall, and it didn't hinder much.

What's more, the teacher is famous.

……

Arrived at Shuangqiao Street.

Begonia Courtyard is easy to find.

At the end of the street, there is a large mansion stretching with flowers and trees, which looks a bit out of place with the surrounding low bungalows.

I have to say, this is an irony.

Mingming Qingzitang was born among refugees and beggars, and most of his subordinates are hard-working people, they are all people who can't eat enough.

However, Qingzitang Xiangzhu and Deputy Xiangzhu and others live in luxury houses, enjoy flowers, look at the moon, and live a luxurious life...

At this time, the weather is getting warmer, and the crabapple trees in the south bloom earlier, and some flowers have already formed flower buds on some trees.

Chen Ping looked at it from a distance, and a little bit of very faint fragrance wafted along with the wind, which lifted his mind.

Here, Chen Ping became more cautious.

His figure was crooked, his feet turned and heeled, and he slowly approached the courtyard.

Just like beggars that can be seen everywhere on the street.

He stepped into the alley, stretched out his hand, and leaped lightly into the courtyard wall.

Chen Ping hadn't decided whether to arrest a servant and ask about Chang Sansi's whereabouts... His nose moved slightly, and he could smell the aroma of food and vintage wine.

Look at the sky, it's almost noon.

'You don't need to ask any more questions, just follow the aroma of the wine and vegetables...'

Chen Ping's eyes moved, and he quickly approached through the tree body and pillars, silently under his feet.

He once heard from Zuo Duanshou that he often thinks twice about his daily life and is quite particular about it.

Adhere to the principle of "never tire of fine food, never tire of fine food".

The aroma of wine and vegetables in the nose is so strong that it makes people's index fingers wide open, and most people can't afford it at all...

Chances are, he's there.

It's just a distance of a hundred steps.

Chen Ping let out a sigh.

I saw that the left hand was broken.

'He even entered the yard, didn't he mean to inquire about the news outside, and then went directly to the north of the city to wait? '

Not only did Zuo Duan Shou go deep into the courtyard of Qingzitang, but he was still killing people.

His expression was cold, his figure was slightly bent, and the short black iron thorn in his hand was dripping with blood, like a hungry wolf walking alone in the snow.

The eyes are bloodthirsty, and the eyeballs are red.

laugh……

He pounced and stretched out...

With a short stab in his hand, he stabbed forward, and stabbed a strong man in Tsing Yi with a knife from behind to death.

Without stopping, he staggered half a step forward, raised the short thorn slightly, and just as another strong man in blue was about to open his mouth to shout, it pierced the opponent's throat and obliquely entered the brain.

'What does he want to do?So impulsive? '

Chen Ping secretly screamed in his heart.

Zuo Duanshou's shot was indeed fast and fierce, and most people could hardly see the shadow of the short stab shot.

Although his physique may not be very strong, and his energy and blood may not be very strong.

But he found another way to practice the one-style rapier to a thrilling level.

It seems that life and soul are all integrated into one thorn...

From Chen Ping's point of view, although the opponent's thorn is still a little immature, it is slightly insufficient in all aspects.

But if he keeps going like this, and he trains his body to become more powerful, he will probably become an extremely fierce killing sword in the end.

It seems that the one arm is no longer his weakness, but has become an advantage.

'However, I underestimate Qisetang too much. '

When Zuo Duanshou killed two people in a row and wanted to charge forward, Chen Ping already felt something was wrong.

A few wisps of internal qi accumulated hard in the dantian were poured into the legs, and the whole body's qi and blood instantly burned like a flame.

The right leg swelled visible to the naked eye, and the body became light and agile.

With a movement of Chen Ping's foot, it turned into a powerful arrow... With a whoosh, it arrived behind Zuo Duanshou.

He stretched out his hand to grab his back collar, and pressed the cervical spine with his little finger, which made the brat's body stiff.

At the same time, as soon as he turned around, he ran back and forth without looking back.

Clothes were ripped in the wind, and there was a loud whistling noise.

At this time, the sooner you leave, the better, without bothering to cover up your figure.

"Throwing the grass startled the snake, and it was impossible to kill Chang Sansi again." '

Chen Ping is extremely sensitive now.

He had already sensed the sound of the cup and plate, two extremely powerful surging qi.

That's not Chang Sansi, it is many times stronger than Chang Sansi's aura.

One is as hot as fire, and the other is as cold as ice.

At the moment when Zuo Duan shot to kill, the two energies suddenly rose, bursting out with murderous intent.

This is also the reason why Chen Ping immediately gave up his original plan, turned around and left after saving people.

"who is it?"

A cold sound like metal rubbing in the hall came to the ears.

A speck of golden light whistled, like a meteor hammer, breaking through the wind.

Although Chen Ping's figure was fast, the golden light was even faster.

It seems to have eyes, and it hits the vest directly...

His heart was beating wildly, and his mind was filled with vigilance.

In the midst of his busy schedule, he turned his body sideways and slapped it down with his palm.

"Boom..."

Chen Ping's whole body trembled violently, the five fingers of his left hand retracted slightly, and his palm felt numb.

The body was also slightly sore and limp by the shock force for half a second.

At the same time, the last ray of internal energy in the dantian was used up, and the figure accelerated again.

call……

Jump over the courtyard wall and walk through the alley.

Go around left and right, submerged in the flow of people.

After a while, Chen Ping stopped his body.

Hiding in the shadow of a private house, he put down his severed left hand.

Raise your palm and take a look.

Then he found that an extremely exquisite and small golden wine glass had been deeply sunk into his palm and bone, and blood flowed out.

At this time, his left arm still had a slight numbness.

Presumably, the muscles and bones were also injured by the violent force on the wine glass.

"It's just that with a wine glass that is not too hard, it catches up to me from a distance of tens of feet, and even hurts my palm. Who is this person?"

"It's Dong Jinzhong, his voice is very unique."

Zuo Duanshou lowered his head at this moment, not daring to raise his head to look at Chen Ping, but his voice calmed down.

However, his eyes were still bloodshot, and his complexion was very ugly.

"Master Dong Xiang?"

On the street on weekdays, Chen Ping has already been familiar with the incense master of Qisetang Qingzitang.

It is widely rumored that this person is extremely powerful in kung fu, and is likely to reach the state of washing the marrow and exchanging blood.

At this time, Chen Ping was speechless after feeling the blow from the Jinbei.

Rumors in the market are often unreliable.

But I didn't expect that the gap would be so big.

It's really "a tiny bit of difference, a thousand miles of error."

In fact, Dong Xiangzhu didn't wash his marrow or change his blood at all, and he didn't even follow the path of Qi and Blood Martial Arts.

The energy attached to the wine glass just now is extremely strong... just touching it, there is a sharp penetrating force, it goes straight to the palm of the arm, heading towards the heart.

If it wasn't for Chen Ping's extremely tough body, his strength is far superior to that of ordinary people, and he used the method of washing marrow and shaking in time to eliminate his energy.

Maybe, being hit by this golden cup, his heart would be directly shattered, and he died on the spot.

'This strength, it feels, is several times stronger than Jiang Teng's strength attached to the sword.

It is definitely not just the period of nourishing qi, it may be the state of Tongmai, and I don't know if I have already penetrated the twelve classics?

Probably not, if it is a master who has penetrated the twelve rules.It is also unlikely that he will be a incense master in the Seven Color Hall... It is enough to establish a small gang and be a gang leader. '

A dark cloud rose in Chen Ping's heart.

This is not easy to handle.

I thought that with my current strength, on the ground of Xingqing Mansion, not to mention being able to walk sideways, and being cautious, saving my life would not be a problem.

However, Dong Jinzhong's blow made him understand.

Even in this small Xingqing mansion, he is still a rookie.

Don't be careless.

"Come on, why did you go to the Haitang Courtyard to kill people? Didn't you ask you to hide first?"

Chen Ping was a little puzzled.

And a little sad.

Originally, he planned to assassinate Chang Sansi's old fox quietly, to completely cover up his murder.

As long as you delay for some time, you can fly away, change your identity, and then hide and develop slowly.

The results of it?
If you want to deal with that old fox again, don't even think about it.

The trouble is big.

"Xiaoyuan was taken away by them... I saw Meigu and Heibao."

There was killing intent in Zuo Duanshou's eyes again.

"Who is Meigu?"

"It's a middle-aged woman with half of her eyebrows broken. She's very thin and fierce... I once saw her beat those girls with a whip. Before, when I heard someone call her name, it should be Chi Chi Xiang Tang Zhuang Hong Yi under the..."

Maybe it was because of breaking Chen Ping's important event and feeling guilty in his heart, Zuo Duanshou didn't hide any more, and told the story that had been hidden in his heart that he had never told.

That day in the snow field, after killing all the refugees and murderers, he went around to inquire about his sister's whereabouts.

I know that there used to be such a caravan, carrying a little girl selected from the refugee pile, and slowly heading south.

He followed the ruts and tracked all the way...

Not long after, I saw the two carriages on the road.

Of course he wasn't the only one chasing him, some rushed forward and died soon after.

Some people have been hanging behind, not daring to make a move, just looking for opportunities.

Most of them were also attacked and killed by Mei Gu, Hei Bao and others.

Left broken mobile phone alarm...

Knowing that he couldn't beat him, he never made a move.

He didn't want to let his sister out of sight, so he followed him for three days until he followed up in Xingqing Fucheng.

By this time, tired and hungry, he passed out.

Then, I met Chen Pingyuan, that young man who loves to do good things.

Rescued, beggar...

What happened later, Chen Ping has experienced.

He also knew that Zuo Duanshou had been looking for him, but he had never found a trace of his sister.

Because, he didn't know what the identity of that group of people was, so which force they belonged to.

There is no way to ask.

(End of this chapter)