Shenzhou Town Demon Records

Chapter 274

The luxurious and majestic vermilion lacquer gate was tightly closed, and the high wall of green tiles more than ten feet tall stood tall. On the plaque with gold characters on the red background, there were three big characters flying and dancing. In front of you was the mansion of Chang'an hero Murong Zhuo Chaotianque.

Even if Chaotian Que is not a bustling city on weekdays, there is a continuous flow of welcomes and send-offs. After all, the golden signboard of Chang'an Heroes shines in Chang'an City, and those who want to make friends are as numerous as the crucian carp crossing the river and the sand of the Ganges River.

But today, this place is really a rare place, especially the six-foot giant blade thrusting upside down in front of the gate, revealing a majestic and murderous aura, which makes people feel terrified.

Behind the giant blade is a big man sitting on a stone chair, but seeing his green eyes and gloomy face, his hands and fingers folded in front of his chest, making frightening clicking sounds from time to time, as if he wanted to choose someone to eat .

And around the mansion, every few feet there is a warrior in ocher red armor guarding him.More than a hundred warriors surrounded the entire Chaotian Que tightly. It is said that even a living person, even a fly, would not be able to come and go freely.

Mu Yun couldn't stop talking when he saw it. Although the Kongtong Sect is a large sect in Xijiang, Xiongzhen, but there are only about [-] disciples under it. It seems that this time they are all out.

While Mu Yun was observing the situation silently, he suddenly heard a person beside him say coldly: "Hey, how did you get this flute?"

Mu Yun followed the prestige, and was surprised and delighted at the same time, only to see that although the person in front of him couldn't hide his expression of hesitation, but the small face with pink make-up and jade was still so kind, and he dared to feel that it was Xiao Lei.

Mu Yun was overjoyed at this moment, and immediately said happily: "Young Master Lei, you are all right, didn't you throw this flute to me earlier? But I never planned to keep it for myself, so you should take it back quickly."

After he finished speaking, he put the flute on the waist hanging rope to untie the flute. Xiaolei was confused and said more and more suspiciously: "Wait a minute, who are you? When did I throw the flute to you?"

When Mu Yun Zhairan woke up, he remembered that he had changed his face, no wonder Xiao Lei couldn't recognize him, so he approached and said: "Don't look at the appearance, just listen to the voice to understand, I am the one who sent you the cold soul. "

Xiaolei was taken aback, and when he backed away slightly, he said in disbelief: "It's you? You're Old Gu? Uh...what the hell are you up to? Why did you come to Chang'an? Didn't the Iron Mask come with you?" ?”

Mu Yun was dizzy from Xiao Lei's series of questions, and coughed helplessly: "Anyway, it's good that you know it's me, and we'll catch up on the old days later. But you came to Chang'an anyway, and didn't take the opportunity to stay in Master Chef How many more days will the family enjoy it?"

After hearing this, Xiaolei was even more sure of Muyun's identity, and immediately said with a small mouth: "Chef Liang's food is at best so-so, and I am not so greedy. As for the reason for coming to Chang'an, since there is the Seven Swords of Shenzhou How can I easily miss out on such a big event like a male-female match?"

Mu Yun was slightly surprised, scratched his head and said in a low voice: "What is the seven swords of Shenzhou to show off? Didn't it mean that Sima Yu disappeared? And Hero Murong has been closing the door to thank guests. Neither of them showed up. Can you watch the excitement?"

Xiaolei shook his head again and again and said: "See if you haven't seen it yet. The showdown between the Seven Swords of China is the grand finale, and there must be a few preliminaries before it. There are quite a lot of old disciples of Murong Zhuo these days, but it's a pity that all of them His skills are not good, and he was thrown into the sky by the big guy."

"As a result, no one dares to rush in now, so they can only hide outside like us and wait for their eyes to see through. Alas... I don't know when Sima Yu and Murong Zhuo will come out and fight in the dark in front of everyone. The moon has no light, so that the young master can get what he wants and feast his eyes."

Hearing the words, Mu Yun was both angry and funny, and deliberately teased him: "The left and right are boring, why don't Master Lei make a breakthrough and refresh everyone?"

Xiaolei rolled his eyes at Mu Yun, and said slowly: "Even if I make a move, I will still be the winner of the challenge between Sima Yu and Murong Zhuo, and I don't bother to talk to him because he is quite big and such a low-class guy. On the contrary, it's you, Gu, if you have the guts, go ahead."

Mu Yun just smiled and said nothing, Xiao Lei also smiled secretly, paused before blinking and said: "By the way, you haven't answered my master yet, why didn't the Iron Mask come with you?"

Just as Mu Yun was about to explain, he heard a sudden commotion from the crowd, followed by creaking sounds, and the closed door opened a crack. It seemed that Chaotian Tower had been silent for three days and was about to make a move after all.

Mu Yun and Xiao Lei had a good understanding, and they didn't bother to chat any more. Instead, they turned their eyes to the front of the gate together to see which hero would come out.

The noise in the arena became more and more thunderous, and everyone in the Kongtong faction trembled, only to see the blue-eyed giant Shentu stretching his waist, stretching out his hand to grasp the hilt of the giant sword.

At this time, two more figures appeared next to Shen Tuli. The one on the left was short in stature, with a long beard reaching to the navel, and a long sword hanging from his waist. It was Qiu Bosong, the sixth in line.

The person on the right has a graceful figure, a face like a spring flower, a long colorful whip around his waist, and three fingers twisting the handle of the whip, but it is the junior sister Zhan Meiling.

Under the staring eyes of hundreds of people, He saw a crooked figure walking tremblingly through the crack of the door. Doesn't look like martial arts at all.

When everyone saw this, there was an uproar, and the sound of tsk tsk and surprise was endless.The three masters of the Kongtong faction also froze, only to hear Shentu snort coldly, lean back on the back of the chair and close his eyes at the same time.

Qiu Bosong hesitated for a moment, then raised his voice and shouted: "Who is your Excellency, but the emissary of Hero Murong?"

The old man rolled his eyelids, and said weakly: "This old man is the servant of Hero Murong, who is in charge of the vegetables and food in the mansion. You people are surrounded outside, you are not allowed to go out to buy, we will stop cooking these days. You guys Are you not afraid of being punished by the king for being so unreasonable?"

Qiu Bosong didn't expect that although the old man was ugly, his words were so sharp, he paused and said: "There is a reason for this, our sect treated each other with courtesy, several times I asked to see Hero Murong, and wanted to argue with him, but He didn't expect that I don’t know what’s the reason for avoiding it for no reason?”

The old man stared at him, and said displeasedly: "Treat each other with courtesy? When you came, you planted a big sword in front of the door to scare people, and spread rumors everywhere to slander the hero Murong. Is this the so-called 'courtesy'?" ' and 'Li', hey... we never deal with people like you."

Qiu Bosong has an easy-going disposition, and he was not used to fighting with others, but now the other party's aggressive words made him feel a little at a loss for words, so he could only turn his attention to Zhan Meiling for help.

Seeing this, Zhan Meiling smiled slightly, and said softly but firmly: "Don't get angry, old man. Our previous actions may have been slightly inappropriate, but even if we want to apologize, we have to meet Hero Murong. Right now, Mr. Murong Xia has been avoiding it all the time, so what can I do?"

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