Chapter 97: What a majesty!

The inn is silent.
When Li Qinglian poured the wine, the occasional gurgling sound of wine was particularly clear.
Chen Xinglie served a glass of alcohol.
Even sitting in the lobby on the first floor of a tall building, Chen Xinglie could feel it. On the upper floor of this tall building, there was a vague sense of sword intent.
This sword intent is extremely pure, and its source must be the sword on Wang Shuangkai's body.
Shang Qingkong's Wanli Sorrowful Autumn Sword!
This sword is in Yunlai Inn, which means that Wang Shuangkai did not escape.
Even if he escaped, Chen Xinglie didn't care.
The monk can't run to the temple.
Wang Shuangkai may be able to fly far away. Tushan Zongnuo is a big school. Among Tushan, the school has been founded for thousands of years, and there are many disciples. Where can you escape?
the most important is.
Chen Xinglie's expectation is that Wang Shuangkai will not escape.
The disciples of the decent sect are different from the evil spirits, especially the high sects like Tu Shanzong, who value face most.
This Wang Shuangkai wrote clearly in the bamboo slips, and asked Chen Xinglie Daoyun to come to the inn to find him. Now Chen Xinglie has come. If Wang Shuangkai escapes by himself, if this matter is spread out, he will definitely become the laughing stock of people in the world of martial arts.
Wang Shuangkai was a true disciple of Lin Daoyuan, the master of Tushan Sect, and he couldn't afford to lose that face.
Chen Xinglie sits alone and drinks, feeling contented.
Li Qinglian had some doubts in her eyes.
Even if the nine princesses have already reached the third martial art realm, the 100-refining realm, which is much higher than Chen Xinglie, the cultivation technique that can be practiced is the true technique of Tu Shanzong, and how can it be compared to Chen Xinglie's Void Condensation? Jian Jue.
Li Qinglian did not notice the sword intent upstairs.
When Chen Xinglie finished drinking a whole jar of wine, Li Qinglian was already a little unbearable, and asked in a low voice: "Master, Xiaoqing thinks that maybe Wang Shuangkai has already left."
Chen Xinglie tapped the table lightly and motioned the little maid to fill up the glass.
Li Qinglian was full of doubts, but did not dare to ask more, so she raised the wine jar and continued to pour Chen Xinglie's wine.
Chu Jingyue said, "Junior Sister, don't be impatient."
Li Qinglian gave a hum, as a response, thinking in her heart: "If I changed to this princess and escaped a hundred miles long ago, how can I stay in this Yunlai Inn and wait for the big devil to kill me? "
Chu Jingyue was secretly looking at Chen Xinglie.
It's different!
It's really different...
The longer Chu Jingyue took a peek at Chen Xinglie, the more she felt that the extremely handsome man in front of her, whether in words, deeds, or style, was completely different from the world's talents she had encountered in the past. There is no one to compare. Go to Chen Xinglie.
"This man is really funny."
"If he said he was benevolent, but he didn't blink at all. He entered the Guangzhengping mansion that day and killed more than a hundred Qingyang sect inner disciples in an instant. If you talk about the relationship between relatives, those who were killed by him are all His fellow brother, but he is merciless."
"To say that he is vicious and tyrannical, but he refuses to kill innocent people indiscriminately. He is not even willing to kill even insignificant people like the shopkeeper."
"This kind of character is really invisible."
Chu Jingyue's eyes were a little startled.
For a while, Chu Jingyue actually forgot that in her capacity, she shouldn’t stand beside Chen Xinglie, otherwise Wang Shuangkai came, and seeing her standing with Chen Xinglie, she would probably think that she had betrayed Tu Shanzong. Like Li Qinglian, she took refuge in Chen Xinglie.
It doesn't matter to hang up high.
Guan Ji is chaotic.
"Junior Brother Chen! Here we are."
Zhen Yingxiong led his second brother Zhen Haojie, galloping over, stood in front of Chen Xinglie, bowed his hand to meet him, and said, "Now that Junior Brother Feiyu is not there, if Junior Brother Chen wants to behead people, there must be no one around to clean the battlefield for you. What kind of character of Junior Brother Chen, if he bends down to pick up the spoils when he is beheading people, wouldn't he lose his identity?"
"Yes!" Zhen Haojie added: "We two brothers, we are willing to do what we can do!"
The two stood respectfully, standing aside, their bodies exuding a strong smell of wine and rouge and gouache, and there were even a few lipstick marks on their faces.
Obviously, these two brothers must have been in the brothel just now, and the girl in the building had fun.
Now that they got the news, the two immediately abandoned the woman in their arms and ran over to be a dog.
"Throw this person out." Chen Xinglie glanced at the inn shopkeeper who refused to leave.
"Hao Le!" Zhen Yingxiong mentioned the shopkeeper, turned and walked out.
Zhen Haojie couldn't keep up, so he quietly made a gesture of cutting his neck, and asked in a low voice, "Should you kill to avoid future troubles?"
Zhen Yingxiong stared at his second brother fiercely, and taught: "Don't talk nonsense! Junior Brother Chen said that we should be ashamed, understand?"
Zhen Haojie suddenly realized, "We are the best at such a shameful thing..."
The two murmured and walked away.
Li Qinglian heard the words of these two brothers clearly, and thought to herself: What this pair of Hubao brothers are best at is shameful...
Puff!
Li Qinglian couldn't help but laughed out accidentally.
Chu Jingyue couldn't help but glanced back at Li Qinglian. She felt that this junior girl seemed a little heartless. Under this situation, she could still laugh.
"Unexpectedly, the two junior sisters will also come."
A voice sounded from the direction of the stairs.
This person stepped on the steps and slowly went downstairs, holding a folding fan in his hand, a sword hanging from his waist, and a luxurious robe on his body. When he walked, his long sleeves fluttered, and the long beard of his chin swayed slightly. There is really a kind of graceful demeanor.
Worthy of being a decent head disciple.
This appearance alone is many times stronger than the disciple of the Demon Dao Sect.
Of course, except Shi Feiyu.
Chen Xinglie looked at this person, the past came to mind, and immediately took the person in front of him, and the disciple of Tu Shanzong who had always been thinking about winning love with a sword in his memory, and had been pursuing Zhao Yumeng, and took a seat.
As the saying goes, it is too shallow on paper.
Memories in the past are not as good as seeing them in person.
No wonder you dare to grab Zhao Yumeng with this seat.
This Wang Shuangkai's appearance is as handsome as 50 or 60% of this seat, and he is also a rare beautiful man in the world.
Unfortunately, being a man is too arrogant.
The sword intent is hidden in the bamboo slips, calculating this seat!
Does this Wang Shuangkai really think he is the world-famous, unparalleled Pharaoh next door?
Chen Xinglie was holding the wine glass and tasting it gently. Before he could speak, Li Qinglian and Chu Jingyue had already bowed their hands to the king and said, "Meet Brother Wang."
Wang Shuangkai walked slowly, his gaze swept past Chen Xinglie, and he ignored him, only staring coldly at Li Qinglian and Chu Jingyue, then frowned, and asked coldly: "You two , You are with this evil demon's outsider. Are you two of you, is there still a true disciple under the seat of the master of me? Is it to betray the master?"
True disciple under the lord?
What a majesty!