Chapter 972: Orphan of Simon
As time passed, night fell quickly.
Huaxia, a secret place, in a large and luxurious palace, the Ping Hu Fa and the two old men who appeared in Cangshan before appeared here.
In front of the three of them was a middle-aged man wearing a gorgeous robe, with a deep face and a hawkish look, exuding invisible coercion on his body, but could not feel any real fluctuations, just like ordinary people.
"Patriarch, this is how things go. According to our inference, the owner of Ming Hong Dao should have a relationship with that person, otherwise the Dragon Soul would not help him and say such things."
One of the two old men said.
The middle-aged man stood there, his eyes flashing with light.
"I did not expect that the Lord of Ming Hong Dao had a relationship with him. No wonder he could control Ming Hong Dao. It seems that this son is also a man against the sky like him!"
The middle-aged man, Situ Hong, the patriarch of the Situ family, had a flash of reflection in his eyes, and a look of a little fear was still faintly visible.
"What should we do now, patriarch?"
Another old man said.
"Since it has something to do with him, it is up to them to take the Minghong sword. I heard that the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family has reached that level and may be able to compete with him. The Minghong sword was originally suppressed by them. Sealed, they should be responsible for it, our Situ clan can't provoke that person for the time being. "
Situ Hong said lightly.
The night is like a night, silent, and the moonlight half-occluded by the dark clouds sprinkles a little light,
Somewhere in Huaxia, there is a ruined wall. Obviously it was once a residence, and it was very large and magnificent before, but now it has become a ruin.
From the scene, it seems that it has experienced a big battle here, and there are traces of flames burning. Around it can be seen a broken and rusty broken sword, and a worn and broken plaque. The word Ximen is still faintly visible on it.
Under the dark night, it gives a dark and terrifying feeling, as if the voice of a dead soul can be heard.
When I do n’t know, a cold wind blows. In front of the plaque with the word Ximen, a man of about twenty-six years old appears here, wearing a black suit, carrying a black cloth wrapped around him. A long thing, with a few strands of broken hair on his forehead.
The man had a cold face, his face was carved with a knife and an axe, and there was a scar across his left and right faces, which gave this somewhat handsome face a somewhat hesitant look.
A pair of eyes were covered with yin, cold, killing, hatred, anger, all kinds of eyes intertwined, representing the man's unusual.
噗通!
The man knelt directly on the torn plaque and threw his head heavily.
"Father, mother, grandpa, ancestors, Jianchen came to see you!"
The man made a hoarse voice, as if he hadn't spoken for more than a decade, it seemed a bit mechanical, with a bit of harshness.
"Just rest assured, Jian Chen will not take revenge on the Simon family in this life, and never give up. Even if I pay any price, I will kill him to appease the souls of the Simon family!"
The man's hoarse and cold voice showed infinite murder, and a bitter chill spread, making people feel like they want to tremble.
"Who?"
The man frowned sharply, his eyes swept sharply, and Situ Hong's figure appeared here.
"Master Situ, why are you here?"
The man looked at Situ Hong, his voice still hoarse and cold.
"My father and I were good friends at the time. Now naturally I came to see him. I didn't expect you to come back and see how you look. You should get a lot of benefits in the secret realm of your Simon."
Situ Hong said lightly.
"This has nothing to do with you. What do you want to say?"
The man said hoarsely.
"I know you have always wanted revenge, but I have to remind you that with your current strength, it may take decades to kill that person to avenge your family."
Situ Hong said.
"This has nothing to do with you!"
The man hummed.
"Recently, a young man named Xiao Yifeng appeared with a very unusual relationship with that person. He should be very close, maybe his apprentice or grandson."
Situ Hong groaned.
"Xiao Yifeng!"
In the eyes of the man, a terrifying sharp coldness was shot, and the horrific killing intentions of his body were released, sweeping the world, and the emptiness of four weeks was completely wiped out.
"Yes, he's worldly, that's all I can tell you."
After Situ Hong said this sentence lightly, he left here.
The man stood here alone, and the endless sluggish intentions erupted from him, and a strong wind swept away.
Immediately the man knelt down on the ground and left with three heads.
The setting sun rises and a new day comes soon.
Huaxia Shubei has a mountain peak isolated from the world and exuding strong aura. There is a huge gate above this peak, which is Tianyinzhai.
As the first-class sect of Huaxia martial arts, although Tianyinzhai is not as grand and domineering as other first-class sects, it is not small, and because Tianyinzhai is a female disciple, it has a holy and quiet feeling.
After a night on the road, Gu Qingcheng brought Xiao Yifeng to Tianyinzhai, and Xiao Yifeng also took a minor repair in case of accident. In the event of a fight, this guy can help.
Xiao Yifeng stood outside the Tianyinzhai, and obviously felt that the aura was very abundant, which was several times more abundant than that of the Tang Gate.
"Welcome my sister back!"
Outside this day Yinzhai stood two female disciples in white clothes holding long swords ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ watching Gu Qingcheng hurriedly screaming.
"Here is Tianyinzhai. Come with me. I do n’t know if she has dealt with Sister Ji."
Gu Qingcheng said, walking in with Xiao Yifeng.
Entering Tianyinzhai, the aura here seems to be more plentiful. Cultivation here will definitely do more with less. It is indeed the first-class sect of martial arts, and it is truly extraordinary.
However, Xiao Yifeng soon found that Tianyinzhai was a man's paradise. Here, all the female disciples were as homogeneous as possible, and their appearance and appearance were all excellent.
Coupled with the reasons for cultivation, each of them has an extraordinary temperament, which is a higher level than those of the secular beauties. So many beauties are dazzled when they look at Xiao Yifeng.
"Sister!"
A female disciple came to Gu Qingcheng and said with her hands in fists.
"Master? Did she dispose of Sister Ji?"
Gu Qingcheng asked directly.
"Master is entertaining guests. She hasn't disposed of Sister Ji!"
The female disciple spoke.
