Jin Yong Martial Arts Otherworld Rampage

Chapter 439: Crisis looms

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"What do you think?" On the roof, Zong Xuan looked at Ye Qingxuan who was far away, swallowed the saliva that almost came out of his mouth, and asked Luo Jingli beside him with some difficulty.

Luo Jingli's right hand holding the long sword trembled a little. He was trying to resist the feeling of vomiting. Zong Xuan knew that it was not because of fear, but because of excitement.

what a pervert...

Zong Xuan commented on Luo Jingli's excitement in this way.

Among the batch of killers trained by Xue Fiend, Luo Jingli couldn't control his urge to kill because he was not allowed to kill, so he forcefully gouged out the opponent's eyeballs. He did not kill that person, but in the end, the newly trained killer was artificially destroyed by the organization because he became disabled.

Luo Jingli suffered the most painful beating in his life. Steel needles were inserted into the ten fingers of his hands, and he was firmly sealed in a box that could only squat one person. He was locked up for a whole month. There was a The hole provides oxygen and limited food, but you can’t throw out your excrement and urine. If you eat too much, you can only sit on your own excrement to sleep...

This is the kind of punishment that many people with a strong character have gone crazy or committed suicide, but Luo Jingli persevered. When he went out, he had the same expression and eyes as before he came in...

You can no longer think that this kind of person is tougher than ordinary people. He is a psycho, a pure neuro... Of course, Zong Xuan knows that he is also a neuro, that's why he likes staying with Luo Jingli so much.

Because when he looked at Luo Jingli, he seemed to see himself in another state, which was also the state he liked.

Luo Jingli really spit out a lot of things. At the end, there was a burst of laughter, and Luo Jingli asked in his inhuman cold voice: "It's a good prey—why? You've taken a fancy to him?"

Zong Xuan brushed his hair with his slender fingers, and said lightly: "I'm afraid it's not just the two of us who have taken a fancy to him, that little Taoist priest has become the prey of many people..."

Luo Jingli looked at the window sill on the second floor opposite, then at the young man in brocade clothes leaving in the crowd, and then at the huge black carriage leaving at the intersection in the distance... Luo Jingli smiled.

"People who are prey are actually very suitable as prey. I don't know if they know it... Who are you going to attack? This little Taoist seems very interesting..."

Zong Xuan opened the folding fan in his hand with a bang. He was personable and unrestrained. He sighed and said: "That little Taoist priest is very good, but this good fruit is not yet ripe... Maybe I should help him and let him hurry up." To mature and become better, it will be more enjoyable to destroy it like this... Do you know? Sometimes destroying the perfect thing created by yourself can give you a special pleasure of masochism... It's like taking your most beloved woman slowly. It's like being strangled, um... thinking about it makes people tremble..."

Luo Jingli turned and left.

"Where are you going?"

"Don't worry about my own affairs..." Luo Jingli walked away without looking back.

Looking at the young body going away, Zong Xuan licked his lips, smiled lightly, and murmured: "Hehe, you are so irritated by my words, your hands are shaking like that, why not just two pieces?" Things can be vented, one is murder, the other is a woman... "

Zong Xuan looked at the direction where Ye Qingxuan and the others were leaving, and finally set his sights on "Nanlong Villa".

"I didn't expect this 'Kirin Club' to attract so many good prey. It really becomes more and more fun here..."

There was a sound of robes, and Zong Xuan disappeared in place.

In a corner not far away, a figure in rags and gray clothes and a bamboo hat looked coldly at the two people who were scattered in two places. After thinking about it, he put the long sword in his hand back into his waist .

That really can't be considered a sword, it's just a piece of iron more than three feet long, it doesn't have a blade, a sword, or even a hilt, only two pieces of cork are nailed to it, it's considered a hilt .

But the swordsman didn't have the slightest intention of looking down on the sword, just like treating an old friend who has been with him for many years, he stroked it preciously and disappeared into the alley.

Seventy miles outside Mu'an City, looking up on the south slope.

Che Huanfei looked at Mu'an City in the distance and the Nanlong Mountain Villa covered with mountains. Before coming, he was very ambitious and arrogant, but within a day, he came back with a disgraced face. The difference between before and after It's so obvious, it's really ironic.

"Second brother, those who chased him didn't find glory. This kid has never experienced such a big setback in his life. Will he be unable to withstand the blow and..." Che Huan said a few words straight, but he didn't dare to say any more up.

There was no focus in Che Huanfei's eyes, and he murmured: "It's better for young people to suffer a little setback. If we don't try the pain of failure now, should we let him try the pain when we are so old? Fifth brother, Have you forgotten how our brothers defeated those opponents who were much better than us under extremely difficult circumstances?"

"Then big brother..."

Che Huanfei's eyes were fixed, and he said slowly: "I'll tell you, big brother, I will take on this matter with all my strength. Don't worry about the brilliant things. If such a small setback can't stand it, our Che family will be able to deal with it in the future." You can't put the fate of the whole family in his hands."

"Yes, second brother..."

Che Huanzhi bowed his head and said yes.

Although this second brother is usually domineering, he also carelessly protects his precious son, but in fact, if he can get rid of his unworthy son, among the five brothers, his vision has always been the most accurate. His thoughts are also quite insightful, so besides his eldest brother, Che Huanzhi usually listens to his second brother's ideas.

"Second brother, let's now..."

"Go back. At the same time, send a message back to Peerless Castle, tell them the situation here, let them guard against Twelve Flying Eagle Fort, and send out a hunting post at the same time, all traitors who leave my Peerless Fort will die... Also, please ask the elder brother to fund the contact with the killer , kill all the people who are against us today, not one left..."

"Looking for Blood Fiend?"

"No—" Che Huanfei's eyes flashed with madness, "Publish blood soul stickers at a high price, and receive rewards with heads... I want those who offend our Wushuang Fort to become the craziest targets of all killers in the world .”

Blood soul stickers!

Che Huanzhi's eyes stared straight, knowing that the second brother was really angry.

The money to buy blood soul stickers is probably not less than the money I paid out today...

The blood soul post, the gangster's pursuit post, is completely different from the way of buying a killer to secretly assassinate the enemy. It needs to pay a huge price, the lowest cost is a million taels of silver. At the same time that the blood soul stickers are released, the target person will be on the most mysterious and terrifying list among killers and underworlds, which is called "blood list" ".

The "Blood List" is also a reward list, just like the "Wanted List" in the government for arresting important criminals. The killer can choose the target of the assassination according to the names on the list. These people are all public assassination targets. Anyone who holds the target's head or an ID required by the publisher to claim the bonus.

People who have been on the "blood list", besides being the target of killers all over the world, also have a strange and disguised affirmation of their identities and abilities. If they don't have certain strength, no one will spend more than ten times Great price to buy his head.

The target list that Ye Qingxuan obtained from "Dragon Kill" was actually the information he got from the "Blood List", but he never thought that this event that he thought had little to do with him would now become a A member of the list.

The people from Wushuang Fort left the Lost Eight Counties, but the enmity between the other party and Ye Qingxuan was destined to be just the beginning.

Ye Qingxuan's actions may seem extremely stupid in the eyes of many people who think they are smart. At such a critical moment, they even provoke Wushuangbao who did not have to be an enemy.

But in fact, this incident had an extremely great impact on Ye Qingxuan, and later even made him the most famous figure among the new generation of martial arts masters, and was admired by martial arts people. The reason for this situation in the future is the blood soul post that Wushuang Castle will release today.

From the moment Ye Qingxuan's name is on the blood list, Ye Qingxuan will no longer be an unknown little character on the ground of Yunzhou, he will be a rising star who attracts the attention of everyone in the world, a rising star in the martial arts world star.

As long as he lives long enough, long enough, and smart enough, he will almost slap Wushuangbao and the killer organization in the face every moment. Similarly, every failure of a killer assassination will also make Ye Qingxuan's reputation once again spread in Shenwu Continent.

Times make heroes.

Being on the "Blood List" is Ye Qingxuan's crisis, and it is also the "potential" that Ye Qingxuan can rely on...

Not everyone will encounter this kind of opportunity, nor will it be the result of everyone's exploration.

People who are cautious may live long enough, but they will never succeed. Those who dare not take risks are doomed to realize their own brilliance only in their imagination, or look at other people's brilliance, or envy and slander others the splendor of...

Nanlong Villa, the courtyard where Ye Qingxuan and other Qingyun Guan people live.

Ye Qingxuan entertained his friends at his place.

The three generations of disciples of Qingyun Temple enthusiastically played the role of servants, serving the friends of the junior uncle.

Ye Qingxuan took a sip of tea, knocked on the table like the old leaders who held meetings in later generations, and said slowly in a long official voice: "Pay attention, pay attention to the order of the meeting place. Listen carefully, follow what we said before Alright, this time we brothers will let go of our arms and do a big job. From now on, in the next few days, no one will play, and report to me everything you know... Uh, just by Jiang Shuihan is in charge, don't hide it, I don't see enough of your stuff, brothers, I'm happy, and I can give away any magic skills... But I have to know your specialties and martial arts characteristics first, and then decide one according to your specialties Growth plan. Brothers, time is waiting, the goal of success is ahead, work hard-"