Chapter 317

Lu Fengyun smiled lightly:

“Tell Ding Yi, let him wait, this zong will now ask Master Kong Zhu to go to Wushuangzong as a two-day guest!”

Sima Yang and Gao Elder laughed.

Sure enough, he was an ignorant Xiaozong, and he uttered a lot of words as soon as he spoke, and he was not afraid to laugh off people’s teeth!

Yin & Yang Hall!

That is the most overbearing and terrifying strength of the wasteland!

Even getting Zhongzhou is very important!



What about Wushuangzong? It’s a new school at best, and the ignorant are fearless!

Sima Yang looked mockingly: “If that adult listens to this, I’m afraid it will destroy you on the spot!”

Lu Fengyun said: “This sect is for Kong Qiuchen, your nonsense, too much!”

In the narrow eyes, cold light flickered.

He was a little impatient, if it wasn’t for Kong Qiuchen’s city lord, who would be here for a long time!

at this time!

A cold and faint voice sounded outside the door.

“Sima Yang, how is the progress?”

Upon hearing this, Sima Yang suddenly jumped up like a frightened bird.

Say that person, that person is here!

Ding Yi walked into the Great Hall blankly.

This Chili city seems to have become his power, come and go freely, no one dares to stop.

Sima Yang said fearfully: “Progress, progress…”

Ding Yi’s eyes became dark and gloomy: “Take the words of the main hall to your ears, do you want to die?”

“My lord, spare your life!”

Sima Yang knelt on the ground in fright. He pointed to Lu Fengyun, “This person is here to make trouble, saying that he wants Kong Qiuchen to cast him first, so you can wait!”

Good guy, immediately put the black pot on Lu Fengyun’s head.

When Ding Yi heard this, he was furious and threatened to twist Lu Fengyun’s neck.

Sima Yang and Gao Elder were gloating. They could already foresee the end of this poor little Sect Leader.

Will definitely die!

Ding Yi walked towards Lu Fengyun with his back facing him, eyes dark.

Lu Fengyun turned around and glanced coldly: “You, want to break the neck of this sect?”

Seeing his face, Ding Yi’s complexion instantly turned pale, he was dull and scared and almost did not kneel down.

Ding Yi was sweating, and said in fear, “Why are you Sect Leader?! You got it wrong! How dare you twist your neck next time!”

what’s the situation? !

Sima Yang and Gao Elder were stunned!

How is this different from what they thought?

This Ding Yi is the master of Yin & Yang Hall! Why is he so afraid of a small Sect Leader!

It seems that this person has a lot of background…

The two looked at each other, and the cold sweat came out instantly.

They recalled the cynicism with Lu Fengyun just now, their thighs were trembling!

Lu Fengyun snorted coldly.

Ding Yi violently sweated, he scolded Sima Yang angrily: “This is Wushuang Sect Leader Lu Fengyun, you two who don’t have eyesight, why don’t you respect your tea?!”

Sima Yang was so scared that he knocked his head again and again, “The villain is blind, the villain has no eyes, and the villain deserves death!”

Gao Elder kowtowed his head in horror.

When Lu Fengyun faced them, he was so high and so terrifying!

One can imagine how terrifying the person who can make the Lord Yin & Yang claim to be “under”!

Lu Fengyun asked: “Now, will this sect have to wait ten days from now?”

Ding Yidi smiled and said, “What’s going on is small things, just postpone it! You must come first!”

He is very nervous now, afraid that the former will find that he has cast Yin & Yang scepter privately. If he is suspected of being disloyal, it will be miserable!

Thinking about Zhong Kui’s three-stroke killing of Half Saint Dzogchen that day, Ding Yihai had nightmares every night, for fear that he would also follow in the footsteps of Ding Qiong.

Lu Fengyun asked: “What weapon did Kong Qiuchen cast?”

Just as Sima Yang was about to speak, Ding Yi coughed fiercely, and hurriedly grabbed the words: “It’s a personal sword that I made for myself.”

Lu Fengyun said “Oh”.

His facial expression is obscure.

Ding Yixin mentioned her throat, for fear of being exposed.

Lu Fengyun didn’t bother to care about him, only asked to see Kong Qiuchen.

“Have you heard? Bring that guy here!” Ding Yi slurped Sima Yang and said in a vicious voice.

Lu Fengyun said, “No, Benzong will go to see him.”

He had learned before that Kong Qiuchen had the temperament of being arrogant and arrogant.

Say what you say is what you do.

When everyone came to a remote corner of the city lord’s mansion, they suddenly saw a house on fire not far away.

The fire burned wildly, licking the wind and clouds, half of the sky became a red color!

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, the house collapsed and turned into fly ash.

There was a faint quarrel in the yard.

“You bastard! Let you cast a tool and burn the house!”

“A rebel minister will give you a chance to make meritorious deeds. You’d better seize this opportunity!”

“Fuck, stare at Daddy again! You’re tired of living crooked!”

Snapped!

The sound of a whip hitting the flesh sounded.

Sima Yang’s fat face suddenly turned blue.

He rushed in angrily and saw the three guards beating and cursing sternly.

That Kong Qiuchen, dressed in ragged clothes, ripped straw sandals, and heavy handcuffs, sat on the dust-stained chair, full of contempt in the vicious reprimand.

He said madly: “No wine, I can’t work hard! Bring wine!”

“Want to drink? I really thought I was still the uncle from thirty years ago! The one who stepped on the horse was owed!”

One of the guards yelled at him, and then whipped him with a whip.

Kong Qiuchen looked up angrily, his eyes gleaming with coldness.

The guard was a little frightened by this stare, “You, you stare again, take your eyeballs out!”

He cursed and stepped back.

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