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Qiqiao Festival, the day before.
Many girls and teenagers have not waited for the handkerchief or sachet of their sweetheart, but they are waiting for another news.
No matter in the court or in the arena, this news is enough to make people turn pale with shock—
Sacrifice Sect, the number one killer organization in the world, was completely defeated by the main altar under the siege and interception of many gangs with high-end mobile phones, and the head of the sect was killed with one blow.
The Jishengmen has developed to the number one position in the world, and its notoriety has been around for a long time. Whether it is in the court or in the world, it has attacked many kind people, and it has already aroused public outrage.
It's no different from a demon cult organization.
However, due to the mysterious position in the main arena, and the fact that there are many masters in the gang, and their attacks are very fierce, the martial arts are very fearful, and no one has ever dared to fight against him single-handedly.
I'm afraid that the sect master's lore order will cause disaster.
Now, with the wall falling and everyone pushing, the Jishengmen has no chance to make a comeback.
There was news in the rivers and lakes that the head of the Jisheng Sect had only one fatal wound all over his body, which was the ice arrow in front of his chest.
And the person who led the crowd to destroy the entire Sacrifice Gate was none other than Jiangdong Xuanshan, Fengshengke.
"Speaking of the name of Fengshengke, of course everyone knows it, everyone knows it! But if you are not from the martial arts, it doesn't matter if you haven't heard of it. Speaking of her other identity, you must know it!"
"That is the well-known Daqing Regent on the entire continent, Su Changjin!"
"Have you heard of it? Haven't heard of it! If you are really so ignorant, it doesn't matter! Let's talk about her other identity, you must understand it!"
"She is Beiming's Eternal Night Legend, the number one princess recognized by the four kingdoms, Beiming Xuanye!"
"If you don't know each other again, then you should destroy yourself..."
People who have been living in the script all year round are now even more sensational.
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In July, there is a lot of rain in summer.
Above the south of the Yangtze River, the bustling holy place, where the annual Qiqiao Festival is held, seems to be more vibrant than other places.
At nightfall, crowds of colorful lanterns occupy various markets, and gentle girls lead their sweethearts to wander shyly through the streets. Even the hawkers who can be seen everywhere on every street seem to add sugar to their smiles.
In a prosperous and prosperous age, it is too lively.
A girl in a red dress with black patterns and three thousand blue silks spread behind her head was holding a jug of wine in her hand, swinging silently in the lake, leaning against the deserted bow.
The boat is not small, but there is no boatman with poles, and the lonely boat just drifts around randomly like this.
The woman in red on the boat was Su Changjin who had disappeared for several months.
These months of wandering were not in vain. She successfully contacted a group of martial arts masters and wiped out the entire Sacrifice Gate.
Then, she went back to doing nothing.
Because she was in the south of the Yangtze River, she visited the old house of the Su Mansion in the south of the Yangtze River during this period. Her identity had already been exposed, and the people in the Su Mansion in the south of the Yangtze River naturally knew about it, but it wasn't just because of any relationship.
And she recognized it at the first glance, Su Changjin guessed that Wen Fuxiang had already said hello in advance, and she was happy to be at ease, so she stayed for half a day and went to look at Su Changjin's memorial tablet.
A few days ago, I ran into Cheng Sui, Pei Liang and others who lived in the south of the Yangtze River. They dragged her around for a few days, and then they took a break again.
She also went to most of the continent, but she still didn't meet her ethereal and invisible master.
Su Changjin hooked her lips for no reason, lifted the jar of wine beside her, raised her head to drink, and looked at the crowds of people in pairs not far away, she immediately thought of someone.
"Well, love love love love... I don't know what happened to Lu Wangba."
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Ho Ho, the treasures are coming to an end, and the main text is expected to end tomorrow.
good night~
(end of this chapter)