Vol 2 Chapter 592: Night long dream

　　 He is no one else.
　　 is the swordsman!
　　Zu Qianju suddenly remembered that the sword brought celebrities to the Xiahou tribe for Lingcha.
　　 could not help but scold: "Traitor! It turns out that you are also a person of Yinhui Lake!"
　　 So far, the truth is clear.
　　 At that time, the Xiahou Shenmen and Yinhui Lake Mash battle.
　　 Xiahou Shenmen's traitor is not just Xiahoufan and Churenhua.
　　 also has the deepest hidden swordsman.
　　 Afterwards, it was him who misled the Xiahou people and killed Xiahoufan and Churenhua.
　　 is what he secretly told Xia Houjie's true identity.
　　 is also his professor Xia Houjie's taboo martial arts.
　　 He is the most secret insider inserted in Xiahou Shenmen.
　　 It's just that his name was never mentioned in the roster.
　　Poison Yoko only holds the roster of middle and low-level traitors.
　　 Such a top traitor as a sword, the roster of which is controlled by the master of the mash.
　　 Therefore, Zu Qianjue and others never guarded him.
　　 drank the poison tea he prepared.
　　The knife will smile happily: "I don't want to do it either! But who makes the opportunity a lifetime?"
　　 More than twenty years.
　　Zu Qianju had little time to show up.
　　 Even if he appeared, he came in a hurry and went in a hurry.
　　 has no chance to start.
　　Only this time to taste the ancient soul fruit, invited Xia Qingchen to come, Zu Qianjue will additionally enjoy the face, stay and watch.
　　 Only gave him the opportunity to start.
　　Zu Qianjue's eyes are cold, running the peak power of a small moon realm, trying to force the body's toxic body out of the body.
　　 But, the harder it is, the more violent the poison will be.
　　The knife will make a good laugh: "The ancestors don't have to waste effort, this is specially prepared for masters like you. The more the power is behind, the more poisonous it gets into the bone marrow."
　　 Helpless.
　　Zu Qianjue can only give up, his face is pale, his strength is controlled, and it is difficult to move.
Snapped--
　　 Xia Houjie suddenly raised his hand and knocked Zu Qianju to the ground with one palm.
　　 He appeared ugly and sneered: "Old things, can't think of it! You are still in my hands!"
　　 Many Xiahou people roared.
　　 "Little beast, do you dare to do it to the ancestor?" Jian Jiang and others will be split.
　　 desperately wants to rush over, but they are also very poisonous and difficult to move.
　　 Xia Houjie laughed in the sky: "My little beast, haven't you worked hard to raise?"
　　The deep satire made them angry and ashamed.
　　 Just now, they also sympathized with Xia Houjie.
　　 thought he was the most.
　　 What kind of blind eyes did they have in the past?
　　 "Jer, give you the chance to make a contribution." The knife will smile deeply.
　　 Withdrew a sharpened iron dagger and threw it to Xia Houjie.
　　 As soon as Xia Houjie grasped it, his fierce gaze looked at Zu Qianjue and sneered: "Old things, didn't you just clean up the portal? Come on, clean up and show me?"
　　'S dagger touched Zu Qianju's neck.
　　Just stab hard, you can pierce Zu Qianjue's neck.
　　 This scene made the Xiahou people's eyes split.
　　 "Let go of the ancestor!!"
　　 "You thousands of little beasts!!"
　　 "I destroyed you!!"
　　 looked at them violently, Xia Houjie smiled angrily: "Hahaha, what you want is this expression! When you killed my parents, did you ever think about my feelings?"
　　 "Now, it is finally your turn to taste this pain!"
　　 Xia Houjie's face is fierce and unsympathetic.
　　 didn't feel that for twenty years, Xiahou Shenmen had any kindness for his cultivation.
　　 "It was me who found out that your parents betrayed you. If you want to take revenge, just look for me!" Jian Jiang said: "The ancestor is gray-haired, don't embarrass him."
　　 Xia Houjie grinned at the corner of his mouth: "Want me to let go of the ancestor? Yes! You all kneel down and call me grandpa three times."
　　 He vowed to crush the dignity of Xiahou Shenmen into the mud!
　　 The sword will ask: "You swear, you will let go of the ancestor?"
　　 Xia Houjie chuckled: "Why do you swear? You yelled me comfortably, I will naturally let go. If it's uncomfortable, huh, huh, then I'm sorry, give incense to my ancestor next year!"
　　 said that the dagger would be poked in.
　　Dried Xiahou Shenmen tribe, all with deep humiliation, ready to kneel.
　　 Xia Houjie's eyes suddenly caught sight of Xia Qingchen and others and said, "Slow down! They must kneel too!"
　　 The sword will look at Xia Qingchen and do a foreigner, and his eyes are pleading: "Please also save the ancestor!"
The people of the 　　 tribe hand in hand pleaded: "Please save the ancestor!"
　　The sounds were one after another, and there were both pleading and helplessness.
　　 "I refuse." Xia Qingchen was very sure and responded clearly.
　　 looked at Xia Houjie and said, "You can't coerce me!"
　　 Xiahou Jie narrowed his eyes: "Don't you care about the existence of Xiahou Shenmen?"
　　 Xia Qingchen said lightly: "The general trend is gone, I can't go back to heaven and say goodbye."
　　 He was very free and easy, and said to leave.
　　 The knife flashed his gaze and chased him over.
　　 However, Xia Qingchen was already prepared, took out the flying ninja, and took off.
　　The sword will be thrown away.
　　 can only watch Xia Qingchen flying higher and higher.
　　 The two are helpless.
　　 An old and hoarse voice, accompanied by a burst of stench, floated out of a deserted ancient well.
　　 "Stolen my things, still want to leave?"
　　嗤
From the ancient well, 　　 shot a dark mist like black ink and went straight to Xia Qingchen.
　　 Xia Qingchen immediately dodged, and was able to avoid the mist.
　　 fixed your gaze.
　　A black boy crawled out of the ancient well.
　　 He looked indifferent, with his hands on his back, standing at the ancient wellhead, looking up at Xia Qingchen.
　　 Eye-catching murderous opportunity.
　　 "Poison Yoko?" Zu Qianjue recognized it coldly.
The people of the 　　 ethnic group were overwhelmed with shock.
　　Yuhuizi, one of the four strongmen of Yinhui Lake, has been hiding in Xiahou Shenmen.
　　 Can guess without asking, it was arranged by the knife.
　　The highly virulent poison in the tea must have been developed by Poison Yoko.
　　Yu Zizi didn't look back, only stared at Xia Qingchen, and said: "The night is long and dreams are many, so move quickly."
　　 Xia Houjie respectfully said: "Yes! Master!"
　　He wanted to ridicule the Xiahou tribe again.
　　Since the poisonous Yoko is alive, he can only do it.
　　The palm of his hand exerted force, and the dagger stabbed hard.
　　However.
　　 The sharp ninja specially made for the ancestor failed to penetrate the ancestor's neck.
　　 Even the skin was not cut.
　　 Xia Houjie was stunned. After careful perception, he was amazed that the strength of the moon was surging around Zu Qianju's neck.
　　 He felt a sense of blankness: "Master Poison Yangzi, why can he still operate the lunar power?"
　　 Deeply poisoned people, it is impossible to run power.
　　Yu Zi frowned, suddenly realized what.
　　He was about to remind Xia Houjie, but still a step late.
　　 But when I met the pale ancestor Qian Jue, I didn't know when it was cold.
　　'S gaze was like a thousand-year-old black ice, revealing the biting ice cold, slowly said: "Because, I have not been poisoned!"
　　 said.
　　 The old palm was like lightning, and upon a closer look, he pinched Xia Houjie's neck!
　　And, lift him to the ground.
(End of this chapter)