Chapter 102: Famous and authentic!

Chen Xinglie's person?
Lin Daoyuan's thoughts sank, and he looked at the true disciple in front of him, only to realize that the girl who had worshipped Tushan sect since she was a child is now slim, she should be big and small, and she has a great body. Extremely, the appearance is also outstanding...
What a coquettish who harmed the country and the people...
Compared with those in the capital of the Great Emperor Dynasty, those famous ladies and girls are not much better.
No wonder Chen Xinglie is attracted to him.
However, although my Tushan sect has a big family, there are many more true followers than ordinary sects, but there are not many true female disciples who are really good. Now they are in a Qingyun city in this district. Two were abducted by Chen Xinglie!
Do not!
Not two!
It's three!
I heard that Zhao Yumeng, who is outstanding and graceful, seems to have fallen!
The dignified Tu Shanzong was turned into a harem by the demon of Chen Xinglie...
Too much deception!
What a shame!
Lin Daoyuan felt a sorrow in his heart, and most of the murderous intent in his eyes disappeared at this moment. He asked coldly, "This matter is serious? What evidence do you have?"
Chu Jingyue didn't dare to raise her head, her thoughts turned sharply. In an instant, she was already thinking about it and said: "Chen Xinglie personally poured a cup of wine for the disciple in Feiyun Tower, and the wine dripped with'Qianjun Brewing'. , Forcing the disciple to jump into the Qingyun River, and to play with the disciple... in the river. This matter is already known to everyone in Qingyun City."
Qianjun brewed!
Everyone knows the efficacy of this powerful medicine.
Lin Daoyuan couldn't help but frowned, waved his hand, and said, "Take the body of your brother Wang back to the painting boat, seal it with ice, and bring it back to Tushanzong for burial in the future."
Chu Jingyue said: "The disciple obeys."
Lin Daoyuan picked up the "Ten Thousand Miles Sorrowful Autumn Sword" on Wang Shuangkai's body, and flew out of the inn in one step.
The night wind is bleak.
Holding Wang Shuangkai's collar, Chu Jingyue strode out of Donggang, smelling the strong smell of blood blowing in the wind along the way.
This smell meant that Lin Daoyuan was killing the Quartet.
As for this killing, whether indiscriminately killing innocents...
How can such a trivial matter compare with the reputation of Tu Shanzong?
Chu Jingyue couldn't help but trembled, and she said silently in her heart: "We Tushanzong is an upright and upright famous school, but is this...is the upright style of the famous school?"
In the Qingyunhe painting boat, the lights are bright.
The refreshments on the deck were already cold. A few real disciples of Tu Shanzong sat aside and closed their eyes to rest. Seeing that Chu Jingyue flew over with a corpse, she couldn’t help but opened her eyes and was about to ask. A few words, but at the moment when he saw the face of the corpse clearly, his whole body was stiff.
"Wang... Brother Wang..."
"Senior Brother Wang is the first to enter the remote with the portable sword of the Supreme Elder, why is he dead now?"
"Sister Chu, how did Brother Wang die?"
The real disciples rushed forward and asked about the situation.
Chu Jingyue didn't say much, she just shook her head silently, unwilling to tell the truth, she just thought in her heart: "If I say it, I'm afraid that I will kill these disciples cleanly by what the Sect Master did tonight."
Seeing that Chu Jingyue didn't say a word, the disciples were filled with outrage one by one, making irresponsible remarks at Chu Jingyue.
Chu Jingyue was just silent.
Not long after, a figure soared into the sky in Donggang, gliding towards the Qingyun River.
The true legendary disciples have extraordinary cultivation bases and good eyesight. They can see clearly from a distance. Who is the one who is speeding down the moon, immediately shouted: "The lord is back!"
Lin Daoyuan flew out of Donggang, but did not directly come to Huafang. Instead, he fell to the Qingyun River and rushed into the river with a thud. He dived swiftly and made rolling waves. When he approached Huafang, he jumped up, and his blood rolled over. , Like a blazing flame oven.
At the moment Lin Daoyuan jumped out of the water and landed on the deck, all the clothes on his body that had been covered by the momentum of the river were roasted dry by blood.
However, even though Lin Daoyuan washed his whole body with river water, Chu Jingyue still smelled the smell from the sovereign body.
"metropolitan!"
A true disciple bowed his hands and bowed his hands and asked hesitantly: "Brother Wang...how...how..."
Lin Daoyuan opened his mouth and was about to speak, but he smelled the smell between his mouth and nose, so he picked up the pot of cold tea on the deck, slurped a big sip, gargle, and said: " Tonight, Wang Shuangkai was in Donggang, fighting against Chen Xinglie, but unfortunately he was inferior to human skills and died in the hands of Chen Xinglie..."
Everyone's expressions were startled and they looked at each other.
"Chen Xinglie! How could Chen Xinglie be so powerful? You must know that Senior Brother Wang has the hand-held sword of the Supreme Elder, which can be slashed with a single sword under the land god. Could it be that Chen Xinglie is already a land god?"
"I heard that some time ago, Guan Shanyuan, the elder of the Shanhai Merchants Alliance, and Chang Kong Wuji, the commander of the Xifeng Army, went to find Chen Xinglie together. They were killed and wounded. If Changkong Wuji hadn’t escaped fast, I’m afraid Xi Feng The commander of the army is about to change."
"No wonder that in the direction of Donggang, there is a faint smell of blood coming with the wind. It is certain that Chen Xinglie, the evil demon, is going to kill in the city."
...
Everyone talked quietly.
Lin Daoyuan held the teapot and listened quietly. Until the disciples stopped talking, he said: "The lord left the painting boat before, and he noticed that there was a sword intent on the shore, so he flew forward, but unfortunately, go. Half a step too late, my disciple king double-opened, already dead in the hands of Chen Xinglie, alas..."
At this point, Lin Daoyuan shook his head sadly, his face full of pity.
The true disciples were secretly observing Lin Daoyuan, thinking about whether his suzerain was injured.
Ugh……
Lin Daoyuan sighed and placed the Wanli Sorrowful Autumn Sword in his hand on the coffee table, and said with emotion: "Chen Xinglie's strength is unfathomable, even more powerful than what the rumors say. Fortunately, this Sect Master is relying on it. I applied the Supreme Secret Technique of the Mountain Sect and snatched this Wanli Sorrowful Autumn Sword from that demon..."
When the disciples heard this, their eyes were full of worship.
Sovereign is mighty!
Chen Xinglie is so tyrannical and fierce, even if the leader of Xifeng Army is Wukong, such a character can't stop a sword in front of Chen Xinglie.
But the Sect Master had snatched the Sorrowful Autumn Sword in the hands of Demon Chen.
In contrast, Sect Master is many times stronger than Chang Kong Wuji?
The eyes of the true biography disciples are full of admiration.
Only Chu Jingyue, lowered her head, remained silent, vaguely, and even had an impulse to break through Lin Daoyuan, but she understood that this kind of thing could not be done, and if she did it, she would kill herself. Little life matters.
But at this moment, someone asked, "Since the Sect Master has regained the Sorrowful Autumn Sword of Thousand Miles, why not use the portable sword of Taishang Elder to slay Chen Xinglie with one sword and avenge Brother Wang?"
Lin Daoyuan's expression froze.
How to kill?
To send people off?
Lin Daoyuan could not speak.
Most afraid of...
The air suddenly became quiet.