Vol 19 Chapter 8: I'll kill you

Today in Tianyin, there are dark clouds coming from the west, and there is a tendency of rain.
Chen Zong chewed slowly and tasted the five-tasting porridge for breakfast prepared by her sister Chen Qingyao. It was slowly cooked with five kinds of raw materials in proportion to the heat of the fire. The entrance was alternated with fragrance, strong aroma, sauce aroma, medicinal aroma, and spicy aroma. The taste buds are stirred at the tip of the tongue, which not only has a unique taste and endless aftertaste, but also has the effect of refreshing and replenishing qi and blood.
Chen Zong was satisfied with a bowl of five-flavored congee and a pair of palm-sized deep-fried pancakes with golden brown frying.
"Sister, your cooking is getting better and better." Chen Zong complimented.
"Just like it." Chen Qingyao smiled and seemed to come out of the sadness of Chen Zhenghong's death.
"Sister, do you like the life of Qijianlou?" Chen Zong asked again.
"Isn't Dad ready?" Chen Qingyao asked, although she was weak and could not cultivate, but she was intelligent and sensitive by nature.
Chen Zong nodded, got up, and bid farewell to Chen Qingyao.
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Mojia Mansion is located in the southwest of Qinglin City. It is one of the three major two-star forces in Qinglin City. It is tied with Qijianlou and the Black Tiger Gang. It has a history of nearly 100 years. Half of the restaurants in Qinglin City are owned by the Mo family. Many shops are also under Mo's control.
As an elderly parent of Mo, he not only has outstanding practice and strength, but also has a lofty status and rights.
Mo Zhihong is 41 years old this year. He has practiced swordsmanship for many years in order to reach the mid-nineth level of the foundation. He is used to practicing swords in the morning. After practicing the sword, he will surely make a pot of copper camellia and taste it. .
The dark brown color is like a bronze color, which contains a hint of simplicity. Mo Zhihong slowly lifted the tea cup, closed his eyes, and gently inhaled with his nose. A strong fragrance penetrated into the nasal cavity and overflowed the chest cavity.
"It takes half a year's work from picking to frying, and it needs to be stored in a dry and cold place for three years before it can be brewed in boiling water. When it is brewed, it is more sophisticated ..." Mo Zhihong took a sip, The mouth is full of strong fragrance, and there is a trace of air, and the whole body is warm and comfortable.
This tea is often taken to strengthen the muscles and bones.
"The three elders ... the three elders ..." A voice came from outside, slightly panicked.
"What's the matter?" Mo Zhihong frowned, and put down the tea cup with an unpleasant face, his voice angered.
"The three elders ..." The visitor narrowed his neck, but continued to speak: "The owner of the seventh floor of the Seven Swords Building visited."
"The seventh landlord, isn't Chen Zhenghong already dead? Who is the new landlord?" Mo Zhihong immediately hesitated, and then sat down again: "Please come in."
After a short while, a figure in Tsing Yi stepped forward with a sword hanging from his waist, as if walking in a leisurely court.
"This ..." Mo Zhihong froze. The visitor looked too young, but he looked fifteen or sixteen years old, but a glimpse of Chen Zhenghong's outline could be seen from his eyebrows, and the aura of light flashed in his head.
"Are you the son of Brother Zhenghong and the nephew Chen Qingzongxian who worshiped Qingyunzong as a disciple?" Mo Zhihong took the lead to speak, and he was sure that the boy in Tsing Yi was Chen Qingzong, the son of Chen Zhenghong. As soon as he spoke, he positioned himself as Chen Zhenghong's friend. As an elder, he had to say that Mo Zhihong's mind was turning very fast, and the old man calculated: "I don't know why my nephew came to the door, why?"
Changing to a normal fifteen-year-old boy, without much experience, maybe he will be brought into the rhythm, tied hands and feet, but Chen Zong will not.
My heart is like a sword, and my mind is like a sword. The sharpness is unstoppable.
"I'm Chen Qingzong, the son of Chen Zhenghong, and the master of the seventh sword tower of the Seven Sword Towers." Chen Zong said without Xu Buji, his voice with a trace of sword-like cynicism, his eyes stared at Mo Zhihong sharply. My heart trembled, and a little shock came out of no reason: "Come today to settle some grudges for my father, in other words, I will kill you."
"Resentment? Kill me?" Mo Zhihong's eyelids jumped unconsciously, and his inner sense of consternation became stronger and stronger, and then his face was full of grievances: "Nice nephew, it is usually a contradiction between Zhenghong and Zhenghong, but that is just There is no grudge between us in the competition. Does n’t nephew think that Zheng Hong ’s death was caused by me?

"If you didn't seduce my dad, why would my father be robbed." Chen Zong's words fell, his right hand clasped the hilt of the sword, and Bai Hongjian slowly came out of the sheath, causing Mo Zhihong's pupils to contract instantly.
"Xiang nephew ..." As Mo Zhihong was about to speak again, Chen Zong had already been assassinated with a sword, and the sharp sword screamed.
After all, Mo Zhihong is a nine-level master of building a base. He has practiced swords for many years. His response is very sensitive. He slides backwards one step, as if gliding on the water, but he has many thoughts in his heart.
Chen Qingzong now inherits Chen Zhenghong's leadership of the Seventh Sword Tower, which has a pivotal role in the Seven Swords Tower. If he dies here, the Seven Swords Tower cannot be guaranteed to be angry, and the first floor owner of the Seven Swords Tower is the first master of Qinglin City It is said that if he gets angry, Mo's family will also suffer a lot of losses.
Although the Mo family wanted the Seven Swords Tower and the Black Tiger Gang to disappear, the matter could not be directly revealed, and it was necessary to plan slowly and secretly, waiting for the best time to move.
However, after a few fights, Mo Zhihong found that the opponent's swordsmanship was superb, and each sword brought great pressure to himself. A little carelessness was a dead end.
"That being the case, you can't blame me for finding your own way to death." Mo Zhihong secretly said that the killing was awe-inspiring, and suddenly changed, from defending to attacking, Jianguang sharply like a goshawk to kill.
The swordsmanship practiced by Mo Zhihong is the Tianying swordsmanship of the Mo family, and it is also a top grade of all grades.
The magical skyhawk sword unfolds, and each sword comes hand-in-hand, as if the claws and mouth of a eagle are extremely sharp and the sword is fierce.
Mo Zhihong exhibited the God of Heaven Skyhawk with ten percent strength. A counterattack is a killing move. A sword fights the sky. It looks like a goshawk descends, and the killing is unmatched. Under the sword, the hard and thick ground is cut out. Countless sword marks, criss-crossing shocking.
Moyun Wuyi Moyun swordsmanship, a sword turn.
Moyun swordsmanship is a combination of offensive and defensive swordsmanship. The powerful rotation will dissolve the enemy's offensive, and it will be strangled by the amazing rotation force. Under the power of Chen Zong, the power will be amazing. The power was completely dissipated, and he left.
Mo Zhihong was so shocked that, just as he was about to change, a voice like the wind was light and misty.
"My father's death, you are the culprit. Today, I will use my father Feihong sword to kill you ... Feihong has no trace ..."
No sword body, no more sword light, as if invisible and shadowless.
This is Feihong's invincible sword.
At a glance, Chen Zong appeared behind Mo Zhihong, Bai Hongjian slowly returned to the sheath, and the friction between the sword body and the sheath was pleasing.
Mo Zhihong maintained a sword-splitting tendency, but his figure seemed to be a sculptural motionlessness. His eyes stared at the front, his eyes were full of magic, and a little scarlet gradually appeared between his throat.
With a single sword dead, Chen Zong turned around, walked around Mo Zhihong, and went out. As for the ring on Mo Zhihong's finger and the sword in his hand, it did not move.
This time to come to settle grudges, if you take away the opponent's ring sword, it will change the taste.
Chen Zong himself does not matter, but this time he came as the master of the seventh sword tower of the Seven Swords House and took away his belongings, which will undoubtedly bring another trouble to the Seven Sword Houses. Some things can be done, some things are needed. restraint.
As the three elders of the Mo family, Mo Zhihong had an independent residence, and there was no one else in the courtyard. Therefore, he died and was not known by the second person. It was only when Chen Zong left that someone entered and found Mo Zhihong's body. Family.
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"Say, what is the situation?" Mo's owner was furious, and on both sides were the elders of the Mo family, the elders and the four elders, and there was a man kneeling down, who was the man of the three elders' residence.
"Before, there was a man who claimed to be the Lord of the Seven Sword Towers and came to visit the three elders ..." This man trembled tremblingly, and his words were a little unsettling, but he explained the matter clearly.
He did not know about the fighting that followed, after all, the fighting was too short from the beginning to the end.
"The last owner of the Seventh Sword Tower was Chen Zhenghong, who was this one?" The four elders wondered. The Seven Swords Tower has not announced the news, let alone the outside world. Even inside the Seven Swords Tower, only the high-level knows.
"It's a young boy in Tsing Yi. It doesn't look like he's fifteen or six years old," said the person kneeling down.
"Fifteen or sixteen-year-olds!" The parents Mo were always surprised.
"Chen Zhenghong has a son. He should be fifteen years old this year. He worshipped Qingyunzong as a disciple three years ago. It is said that in three years, he has been upgraded from being a triple base builder to a sixth base builder. The talent is quite good. If he returns, it is true. It may become the owner of the new seventh sword tower. "Said Elder Mo's Shen Sheng.
The appointment of the new landlord of the Seven Swords House is important, but other aspects are also important, especially with talents that are more important.
"The three elders' wounds are sword wounds. One sword is dead. This requires a stronger person than the three elders to achieve. A mere six bases are built. No matter how talented they are, they are not opponents of the three elders." The killing in his tone was ridiculous, because he and the three elders were brothers: "There must be someone else doing it, maybe Feng Pingsheng."
"No matter what ~ EbookFREE.me ~ I dare to kill my parents. This is a great feud and must be reported." The owner of the Mo family gave a final voice: "The second elder and the second elder, the two of you will find the Seven Swords Tower. The three elders asked for justice. "
The owner of the Mo family was angry, but he also knew that it was not the time to start fighting with the Seven Swords Tower. Otherwise, even if he finally defeated the Seven Swords Tower, he would suffer heavy losses. The Black Tiger Gang was not vegetarian.
But when the elder Mo's three were killed, the clues point to the Seven Swords Tower. Fairness must be discussed, but also to be beautiful. Invisiblely suppress the momentum of the Seven Swords Tower and strengthen Mo's momentum.
The elders of the Mo family and the second elders left, and immediately left the Mo family and went towards the Seven Swords Tower.
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The beheading of Mo Zhihong, Chen Zong only felt energetic, this was the feeling brought by Chen Qingzong's soul.
"Mo Zhihong was the originator of the figurine. Now he is dead. The rest is Tieyaomen Tieshan Jian Shanglei." Chen Zong thought while walking to the Seven Sword Tower.
Killing Mo Zhihong, the Mo family will certainly take some action, but Chen Zong is not afraid, but Tieyaomen is much stronger than the Mo family, and he should pay more attention to it.