Chapter 37: This Donggang, I want it!

East port.
The streets are busy, and thousands of sails ferry outside the port.
Chen Xinglie walked in the street unhurriedly.
Li Qinglian rushed from the south of the city, followed Chen Xinglie carefully, and silently looked at the back of the big demon, hoping to find some clues related to "great benevolence and justice."
Unfortunately, she never found it.
The streets are very crowded with pedestrians like weaving and carriages like flowing water.
Within a few meters of Chen Xinglie's surroundings, it was empty. Everyone did not dare to approach, but was watching Chen Xinglie silently, guessing what he came to Donggang for.
Is it going to draw swords and kill people again?
Chen Xinglie stopped at the door of Feiyun Tower.
At this moment, all the pedestrians in the street stopped, paying close attention, waiting for Chen Xinglie's next move.
The bustling and noisy long street quickly quieted down.
Only the drinkers in Feiyun Tower, who didn't know that Chen Xinglie was standing outside the gate, were still talking about Chen Xinglie.
"It's no wonder that Chen Xinglie killed Cang Xuan and Guang Zhengping in seconds, and he punished hundreds of Qingyang Sect Inner Sect disciples while waving his hands. Such strength is really terrifying!"
"The brilliance of that sword, how many people can stop the entire Qingyun City?"
"Even if the elder of the Qingyang Sect was carrying Lingbo, he was frightened and fled. He clearly thinks he can't beat Chen Xinglie. If he stays and provokes Chen Xinglie, I'm afraid it will be a dead end..."
The yelling in Feiyun Tower reached outside the door, and it was particularly clear in the quiet street.
Chen Xinglie remained indifferent.
Once everything is done, are you afraid that others will say it?
The big demon should have a fierce reputation, let the world celebrate it, and let the world awe.
"Chen...Master Chen!"
The shop Xiaoer who stood by the entrance of the building was already stunned. After a long time, he recovered and greeted in a panic, saying: "Master Chen is coming, our shop is full of glory..."
Chen Xinglie asked calmly, "Do you recognize this seat?"
"I do, of course I do!" The shop second nodded hurriedly, flatteringly praised: "At noon today, Young Master Chen shocked Qingyun City with a sword, and he was famous in all directions. Who knows about this, who does not know? Besides, Young Master Chen is Qingyun. The most beautiful man in the city, who does not know the king?"
A sword might shock Qingyun City?
The first beautiful man?
Chen Xinglie nodded calmly and agreed with this statement.
"please!"
The shopkeeper nodded and bowed and said, "Please..."
Chen Xinglie remained unmoved and asked, "Is Nie Shan there?"
Xiao Er's eyes trembled, and he secretly wondered if Chen Xinglie came to Nie Shan for revenge, but he answered honestly: "Master Nie is drinking in the building."
"Let Nie Shan come to see this seat."
Chen Xinglie flicked his sleeves and looked up at Feiyun Tower ahead.
At this time, Nie Shan should be sitting on the eighteenth floor of the top floor, embracing beautiful women, and having fun.
Most of the disciples of the Devil's Path advocate timely pleasure.
As soon as the years of enlightenment are urged, people's hearts are sinister, and how can they live a peaceful life?
In the Qingyang Sect’s annual appraisal of disciples, one or two inner disciples will be promoted to true disciples. However, the number of true disciples in the entire sect is always around a dozen, and from time to time, true disciples die young, and the methods of death vary.
If life is gone, but nothing is enjoyed, isn't it a big loss in this life?
I have wine now, I am drunk now!
Nie Shan knows how to enjoy and cherish his life. Among the many true disciples of Qingyang Sect, Nie Shan has lived a long time.
This man is about thirty years old, burly, square-faced, beard-faced, grinning, and his mouth reveals big white teeth and green leek.
"Senior Brother Chen is coming here, you are welcome!"
Nie Shan strode out of the restaurant, standing three or four steps away from Chen Xinglie, bowing his hands and holding his posture very low. When speaking, his mouth was sprayed with a strong smell of leeks.
Chen Xinglie frowned slightly.
However, just this frowning movement made Nie Shan's eyes tremble with fright, and hurriedly said, "Junior Brother Chen, please calm down... I and Junior Brother Chen have no grievances in the past and no enmity in the past, if I did something wrong. , Please forgive me, Brother Chen.
I wonder if Junior Brother Chen came to Feiyun Tower to find me. What can I tell you?
As long as I can do it, I will do my best to do it for Junior Brother Chen. "
Nie Shan thought about the scene of Chen Xinglie's sword opening the sky not long ago, and his heart was even more horrified.
"Don't look up."
Chen Xinglie said indifferently: "I am not used to the smell of leeks in other people's mouths."
Nie Shan hurriedly closed his mouth and lowered his head.
"This East Port..."
Chen Xinglie looked at the surrounding tall buildings and said calmly, "I want it."
Nie Shan's eyes froze.
Unexpectedly, Chen Xinglie opened his mouth to Donggang.
For more than ten years, Nie Shan has been in charge of this Donggang for Qingyangzong, as if he was occupying a cornucopia. He is happy and happy every day. Now Chen Xinglie opens his mouth to ask Nie Shan to let Donggang out. Where is Nie Shan willing.
This is equivalent to cutting meat on the body!
Nie Shan instinctively wanted to refuse, but he didn't even dare to say half of the word "no" in his mouth. He thought to himself: "Even a master like Huai Lingbo has been frightened by Chen Xinglie's sword. Running, you can see that Chen Xinglie's strength is unfathomable. If I refuse, Chen Xinglie will surely kill me with one sword!"
Is it just giving up Donggang?
Is there no other way?
Nie Shan lowered his head and was silent.
"Reluctant?"
Chen Xinglie asked with a smile on his lips with murderous eyes.
"Wait! Be willing!"
Nie Shan trembled with fright, and said in a low voice: "It's rare that Junior Brother Chen likes..."
Ugh!
Chen Xinglie shook his head and sighed slightly.
Nie Shan tentatively asked, "Why Brother Chen sighed?"
"This seat thought that Donggang would not fall into the hands of this seat until the moment your head fell. I never thought that the true disciple of the dignified Qingyang Sect would be so cowardly, he would let others ask for bullying, not even a hard word. Dare to say. Isn't such a backbone sighing?"
Chen Xinglie sighed and strode into Feiyun Tower.
This Qingyang Sect was so rotten to the bones.
It was the day when the three major sects besieged the Qingyang Sect, and the disciples in the door didn't know how many people escaped, and how many people would go to the enemy.
In Feiyun Building, there are full of drinkers.
As soon as Chen Xinglie entered the restaurant, the talkative drinkers were so frightened that they immediately closed their mouths, not daring to speak more.
In the building, there is a cloud ladder built with mechanism technology, which is driven by the water power of the Qingyun River, which is extremely convenient.
Chen Xinglie walked into the ladder and went straight to the top eighteenth floor.
This floor was originally occupied by Nie Shan. After Nie Shan left, the hall on the eighteenth floor was empty.
Soon, there will be food and wine on the table.
Chen Xinglie sits alone in a tall building, drinking in Linjiang. Condescending, with a broad vision. The scenery outside the window is panoramic, and the city is peaceful and peaceful.
All this is like a dream bubble.
Seven days later, the war broke out.
Under the cover of the nest, are there any eggs?
This peaceful and peaceful scene in the city will be shattered like a bubble.
Half Que Qingyun City...will be reduced to ruins!