Chapter 71: This seat is a man you will never get

"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the host, take a box of Wangzi's milk (24 bottles)."
"Drink this milk and forget that boy."
At this time, Chen Xinglie's eyes were stiff, his expression was frozen, and he coldly said to the beautiful system girl: "I need an explanation!"
The system girl did not respond.
Most afraid of...
The air suddenly became quiet.
In Feiyun Building.
Silent and silent.
Cao Bi was frightened and couldn't help but clamp his legs, put his palms behind him, blocking a certain key part.
boom!
Guan Shanyuan's slowly leaning body finally fell to the ground.
Cao Bi jumped in fright and jumped aside with his in his hands.
The few oirans who came to accompany the drinks in the corner of the hall had already fainted from fear, lying on the ground, unconscious.
Zhen Yingxiong and Zhen Haojie both opened their mouths wide in shock, speechless, and slapped their horses. They were so scared that they disappeared without a trace and could not speak.
Li Qinglian covered her small mouth, dumbfounded.
Zhao Yumeng's eyes were as clear as the moon, and he said silently: "Chen Lang..."
Shi Feiyu had been playing with the blade light in his hand, and could no longer hold it at this moment. The blades were scattered, and the sleeves were cut to pieces, revealing the smooth and delicate forearms like white jade.
Chu Jingyue stared blankly at the bloodstains on the ground, her eyes were blank, her heart was terrified, and even the spring mood that was set off when the "Thousand Army Brewing" medicinal power broke out was so frightened that it dispersed two or three minutes...
An extremely solemn atmosphere filled the Feiyun Tower.
Everyone had never expected that Chen Xinglie would cut Guan Shanyuan with a single sword!
The seventh stage of the dignified martial arts, the master of the ancestral aperture stage, unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, it was so... cold?
The most terrifying thing is that Chen Xinglie's sword was not only killing Guan Shanyuan, even the master of the Nine Tribulations Realm, the master of the dignified Xifeng Army, Chang Kong Wuji, was severely injured by this sword!
One sword cut out, how did he cut to two at the same time?
The sword that killed Guan Shanyuan was okay, at least I saw the sharpness of the sword energy, but what about the sword that severely injured Chang Kong Wuji?
Silent!
Come without a trace, go without a trace!
What kind of strength is this?
Is it a land god!
Everyone didn't know that Chen Xinglie killed Guan Shanyuan with a single sword, and had little to do with martial arts cultivation.
Of course, in the past few days, Chen Xinglie has upgraded his cultivation to the Burning Body Stage, which is much more powerful than before. In the final analysis, it is still relying on the mysteriousness of the Void Condensation Sword Art and the invincible mysterious attributes of the Great Sword.
As for the serious injury Chang Kong Wuji...
Just shoot up.
The chrysanthemum arrow talisman must hit with one hit, and will never be shot into the air.
Zhao Yumeng picked up the glass and took a sip. She didn't like to drink, but at this moment, she suddenly felt that sometimes it was a very pleasant thing to drink a little wine. For example, at this moment, she is holding it next to Chen Xinglie. The glass that Chen Xinglie drank...
"Sect Master Cao."
With a smile on his face, Chen Xinglie looked at Cao Bi, who was terrified.
"Yes, this suzerain is here."
Cao Bi nodded hurriedly, remembering the scene where he rode the war beast Hornet a few days ago to Feiyun Tower and talked with Chen Xinglie through the window.
so close!
At that time, this sect mainly said something wrong, causing Chen Xinglie to draw his sword and cut it. This Guan Shanyuan is the fate of this seat!
Fortunately, this seat is cautious!
Chen Xinglie has never been given the opportunity to draw his sword and kill people.
Cao Bi had a lingering fear, and tentatively asked: "Excuse me, what's the order?"
Chen Xinglie said calmly: "Why Sect Master Cao came to Feiyun Tower?"
Cao Bi didn't dare to conceal it, and immediately responded: "Tonight, Changkong Wuji and Guan Shanyuan entered Qingyun Peak at night, saying that it was for you to make trouble with the Shanhai Business Alliance a few days ago."
Chen Xinglie took a deep look at Cao Bi and said, "This is a private matter between this seat and the Shanhai Business League. As the commander of Xifeng Army, why would Chang Kong Wuji come with Guan Shanyuan?"
Cao Bi said, "This matter...oh, it's troubled now. Some time ago, the emperor of the Datong dynasty failed to rebel and rebellion. My Qingyangzong has always been close to that emperor and may be affected. Implicated. This time, Chang Kong Wuji came to Qingyun City just to express the attitude of the court, and made a special trip to appease Qingyangzong, saying that the rebellion has nothing to do with Qingyangzong..."
Chen Xinglie sneered and said, "Really?"
"Really!"
Cao Bi nodded repeatedly and said, "This suzerain dare not conceal this matter."
Chen Xinglie was too lazy to ask any more, waving his hand at will.
It's just a dying person who doesn't realize it.
Talking more is not helpful.
"This Sect Master is leaving first."
Cao Bi Rumeng was amnesty, and jumped out of the window.
Kaka...
There was a trembling of teeth in the hall.
Chu Jingyue's medicine exploded, her face flushed as if a fire was burning, her eyes were silky, her face was sweaty, her teeth trembled...
Chen Xinglie glanced at Chu Jingyue.
"Chen...Master Chen."
Chu Jingyue only felt that the fire of desire was about to make her a little ashes, and couldn't help it anymore, and she tremblingly said, "Should I continue to sing and dance for you. As long as you drive away other men, they... …People can sing all the clothes they wear... I can’t sing..."
What kind of singing is this?
Can't even sing clothes?
It sounds very new and amazing.
Is it a brand new art model?
Chen Xinglie was a little interested, but Zhao Yumeng and Shi Feiyu were nearby.
The timing is wrong!
Chen Xinglie sighed secretly in his heart, and had to temporarily suppress his deep yearning for the palace of art...
"Just forget about singing and dancing!"
Chen Xinglie waved his hand with some regrets in his heart.
"Master Chen!"
Chu Jingyue rushed directly to Chen Xinglie, but unfortunately the soles of her feet were weak and she couldn't stand firmly. She fell to the ground, but caught Chen Xinglie's shoes, and said anxiously: "Man, you have to say everything! Master Chen said he wanted someone to sing. To dance, you must finish watching other people's performances, otherwise, wouldn't it be unbelievable?"
"Get out!" Chen Xinglie kicked Chu Jingyue's palm away, and said coldly: "This seat, is a man you will never get!"
This statement is simply ruthless!
Chu Jingyue wanted to cry without tears. She forcibly supported the surging medicinal power brewed by Qianjun, staggering to her feet, thinking in her heart: "If you give this Chen Xinglie your body, it's okay. After all, he is beautiful and incomparable, and The strength is so high that even Senior Sister Yumeng has to be obedient to him, and even Chang Kong Wuji is not his opponent. But...but he dismissed me and looked down upon me, I...I'm not casual So I went to find a man to vent, it would be better to die!"
At this point, Chu Jingyue was ashamed and indignant, and walked quickly to the window, preparing to jump off the top floor of the eighteenth floor of Feiyun Building, and let her die.
Outside the window.
The Qingyun River was rippling in the moonlight.
The river is cold and foggy.
Chu Jingyue's eyes lit up, she flew out through the window, glide to a hundred meters away, fell to the ground, and ran towards the Qingyun River...