Chapter 1039: King Raigan

Zogil's complexion was extremely complex, and there was a trace of fear that was hard to hide.
Chen Yang said, "Oh, isn't it? Then let's visit the patriarch."
Zogil said, "Brother, are you really going?" He hesitated at this time.
Chen Yang said: "We ran three hundred miles, are we here to play? We must go there!"
Drogier said, "You see there are so many horses over there. Let's go straight to grab the horses. It's much easier."
Chen Yang said, "How can I do it? To grab the horses like this is stealing. Maybe they are still chasing us from behind. I'm just going to get the horses."
"Brother, you don't know anything." Drogier said.
"What do you know?" Chen Yang asked.
Zhuo Ma on the side suddenly interrupted and said: "Brother Chen, in the Cole clan, it is not the patriarch Zhuoharin who has always been in charge, but the patriarch’s mother Lu Ying. Lu Ying is the queen dowager of the Cole clan. She was actually a Han in her early years and later married. In the Cole clan. She has power on the Han side, and she is still a master."
Zhuojier said: "My son, my daughter-in-law was killed by this vicious mother-in-law. Little brother, why don't I want to take revenge. However, Lu Ying is not only good at her own cultivation, she has two other things beside her. The maids who murdered with hidden weapons. Those two maids were in their fifties and had been following her. They were invisible and invisible, and I have not even dared to think of revenge in these years. Also, there is an old man with Lu Ying. The thing is called Uncle Gui. Uncle Gui is a ghost on the grassland. He doesn't know how many people have been killed. These three people have always been inseparable with Lu Ying! The old man knows that you are a master in the world, you just go in here. , The risk is too great!"
Chen Yang smiled and said, "Okay, I get it. Let's go!" He walked ahead after he finished.
"The big deal is death, but Grandpa Zhuo, do you really want to avenge your son and daughter-in-law?" Chen Yang stepped forward and said without looking back.
Zogil shook his body, and his eyes suddenly turned red.
Then he said: "Well, it's a big deal, and my old man is not in vain."
Zhuoma immediately followed behind.
Zhuojier wanted Zhuoma not to go, but seeing Chen Yang so confident, he finally held back and said nothing.
Qiao Ning and Zhuoma together.
The outside of the yurt was surrounded by iron fences. To enter the yurt group, there was only one entrance. And there are soldiers of the Kerr clan guarding him.
When Chen Yang came to the entrance, four soldiers in grassland costumes surrounded Chen Yang and others.
"Who are you guys, dare to trespass into the stronghold of the Cole clan!" The head of the four soldiers snapped.
Zhuojier murmured behind Chen Yang, and said, "What day today, the guards are so strict. There are always no outsiders in the Kerr, and they basically don't guard fences or send soldiers to guard."
Zhuoma whispered, "Could it be that someone important is here?"
Chen Yang said, "Follow him." After he finished speaking, he ignored the soldiers and went straight inside.
Several soldiers could not help losing their color and immediately drew their swords.
Chen Yang sneered, and he threw the small stone he had prepared.
Boom!
The four soldiers fell to the ground with their scimitars, grabbing their wrists and groaning in pain.
This stone directly hit their hand muscles, and the pain could not be relieved within an hour.
Upon seeing this, the surrounding soldiers immediately surrounded him.
But their speed was slower, and Chen Yang had already taken the lead in front of Wang Zhang.
The door of Wang Zhang was closed tightly, and there was a voice inside.
Chen Yang stepped forward and kicked the door open.
Bang!
The laughter in there suddenly stopped.
Obviously, the chat inside was very pleasant, and no one noticed that there was a change outside. Even if there was a noise, everyone did not agree, and did not think anything would happen.
Chen Yang and a group of people appeared in front of the gate.
At the same time, Chen Yang also saw clearly the situation inside Wang Zhang.
Sitting on the top was an old woman, dressed in Han Chinese service, a silver sleeve gown, looked extremely luxurious. She is well maintained, she looks only in her fifties. But Chen Yang was certain that she was eighty years old.
"Sure enough, I am a master!" Chen Yang said secretly.
This old woman has extraordinary aura, and her eyes shudder like an eagle. Needless to say, it must be the old queen Lu Ying.
Two old women stood next to the old lady Lu Ying. These two old women looked sixty years old. They lower their eyebrows and pleasing to the eye, as if they didn't exist.
"Invisible and invisible, with low internal interest, he is indeed a master of hidden weapons." Chen Yang swept away this eye, and he knew it.
An old man stood beside Lu Ying, and this old man was Uncle Ghost. Uncle Gui is dressed in a black gown, his figure is thin, and he really feels ghostly.
In addition, four people were seated at the bottom. One of them is Lu Ying’s son Zhuo Harin. Also the patriarch of the Cole clan!
Zhuo Harin is sixty years old, and he looks older than his mother. If these two people are husband and wife, they are very similar.
Zhuo Harin hardly had any cultivation skills.
The other three are guests, they are Chinese costumes.
One of the three is a monk, one is a young man, and the other is a middle-aged scribe. It seems that the middle-aged scholars are headed.
The monk was in his thirties, dressed in a monk's robe, and his eyebrows were pleasing to the eye. The young man embraced the sword of Qingfeng and showed his sharp edge. The middle-aged scribes are extremely refined.
"The old lady, you seem to be a little troublesome!" After the middle-aged scribe saw Chen Yang and others barge in, he was slightly startled, and then smiled and said to Lu Ying.
Lu Ying's gaze stayed on Chen Yang for a moment, and then he shot Zhuo Jier and Zhuo Ma. Her face was particularly ugly.
Obviously, the sudden intrusion of Chen Yang's group made her very shameless.
The group of soldiers surrounded him, hesitating, not knowing whether to do it. Lu Ying just waved his hand with a cold face, and then the group of soldiers retreated.
Patriarch Zhuo Harin's expression changed slightly when he saw Zhuo Jier, then he laughed and stood up immediately. He pointed at Drogier, and then said to the middle-aged scribe: "Mr. Li Wenzhao, this person is Drogier, and the treasure map of the Dragon King is on him. This is really nowhere to be found by breaking through the iron shoes. !"
The complexion of Li Wenzhao and others suddenly changed. The three stood up at the same time, and Li Wenzhao suddenly smiled and said, "But obviously, they are not here to send the treasure map."
Zhuo Harin said: "But so what. Mr. Li Wenzhao, you are the masters of the Sacred Dragon Gate. Are you here, can they still escape?"
"Haha!" Chen Yang suddenly laughed three times, and then he said: "The one who is going to escape today will never be me."
Qiao Ning was behind Chen Yang. When she heard Chen Yang talking like this, she immediately felt amused and angry. This kind of thing, how much worship the emperor in my heart! Isn't this imitating the emperor to speak?
Probably this product has really arrived in this country without magic power, he feels that he is a emperor himself. Otherwise, how could he be so happy.
Being able to be a emperor makes people frightened when they hear the name. No matter what ancient demon you are, the Great Emperor Changsheng must be in awe of this name. To this point, it is really worthwhile.
Chen Yang looked around on the spot, his eyes were stern, and there was an arrogance in his calmness.
Afterwards, Chen Yang pointed at Lu Ying and said, "I am here today to kill you!"
"It's all on your behalf, little crap!" Lu Ying was furious.
"The mouth is rampant, and you will pay it back soon!" Chen Yang sneered.
Then Li Wenzhao, the monk and the youth all stood up.
Li Wenzhao was polite, and he also saw that Chen Yang was not simple.
Dare to break into this place like this, and still be so arrogant. All fools know that this person is not easy.
Li Wenzhao clasped his fists and said to Chen Yang: "Li Wenzhao, the master of the rudder at the Liuxi of the Sacred Dragon Gate, has not yet consulted your name!"
Chen Yang didn't hold his fists, he sneered and said: "It's easy to say, the people of the rivers and lakes are called King Garan, Chen Yang!"
"King Garan? It seems that I have never heard of such heroes in the arena?" Li Wenzhao was a little puzzled.
Chen Yang said: "I haven't heard it now, but soon, the three words of King Garan will make you thunderous. But it is also possible that you have no chance to live until that time."
At this time, Chen Yang was absolutely sharp.
This made Chen Yang feel extremely happy.
Life is alive, if you can live happily, that would be a good thing.
The eyes of the young man and the monk flashed anger. The young man said, "Leader, let the subordinates come down and kill this fellow!"
Li Wenzhao stretched out his hand to signal the youth not to act rashly. He said to Chen Yang: "Previously, our hall master Caiyi and several other brothers were killed by a lame master. Is that lame master your lord?"
Li Wenzhao looked at Chen Yang carefully, but found that Chen Yang's legs were not lame. So he was a little suspicious at this time.
Chen Yang heard the words lame master, he vomited blood in his heart. "Yes, it's me."
"Your leg is not lame?" Li Wenzhao said.
"You are so lame!" Chen Yang cursed inwardly.
Qiao Ning almost didn't laugh at the back. This conversation really poke her smile inexplicably, but she could only hold back her laugh. How serious this scene is! It’s not good to laugh at this time!
Chen Yang's face was stern, and he said, "The Dragon King's Treasure Map is in my hand. If you want it, come and get it!"
Li Wenzhao was a little surprised, he felt that King Garan before him was full of weirdness. But at this time, he had no reason for stage fright. So he waved his hand and said, "A monk, Huawen, you have played against this King Garan."
The monk is a monk, and the Chinese is the young man. A monk kept low eyebrows and pleasing to his eyes, but Huawen had already revealed his murderous intent. Huawen himself was an arrogant temperament. Today I met Chen Yang who was even more arrogant than him. He wanted to teach Chen Yang a long time ago.
Hua Wen suddenly drew his sword, and Qing Feng Jian suddenly felt chilly. The sword's edge made people look at it, as if the skin would be cut.
What a sharp sword!
At the same time, Huawen took the lead.
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