Swallow God Supreme

"Go out and kneel."

Qin Chen pointed to the outside of the room: "Kneel until dawn to get up, otherwise, I will beat you every time I see you."

Jia Wei gritted his teeth and said, "I'm a member of the Red League. Are you not afraid of the Red League's revenge for what you've done?"

"Bang!!"

Qin Chen's fist hit Jia Wei's face like a heavy stone, and Jia Wei spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Before Jia Wei could catch his breath, Qin Chen greeted him with his second punch.

Punch after punch, Jia Wei's entire face was deformed, and the howling of ghosts and wolves made the snowflakes falling outside a little more chilly.

"I kneel, can't I kneel? Stop beating me!"

Jia Wei's mouth was crooked, with only four teeth left, and his face was swollen like a pig's head.

Only then did Qin Chen let go.

Jia Wei obediently walked outside the house, and knelt outside the house against the ice and snow.

It stands to reason that with Jia Wei's cultivation, the cold in winter will not affect him at all, but he is injured now, especially his face, which is full of wounds.

Pieces of goose feather snow rolled down, it was really quite cold, making him shiver.

Qin Chen glanced at the other two people in the room.

The two of them were shocked immediately, and apart from anything else, they knelt beside Jia Wei just like Jia Wei, kneeling in a row.

They didn't want to be beaten like Jia Wei.

"Who told you to be weak?"

Qin Chen stared at Jia Wei, who had become three snowmen outside the room, and left with a sentence. The words were so familiar, Jia Wei wanted to slap himself.

Seeing Qin Chen walking away, Jia Wei looked left and right, ready to get up.

"Remember, you can only enter the house at dawn. If I find out, I will be responsible for the consequences." Qin Chen's voice floated along with the snowflakes.

Jia Wei suddenly felt as if he had fallen into a cold cave. There was no one around, but he felt a pair of eyes staring at him from the dark. He didn't dare to get up again, and knelt obediently in the snow.

And Qin Chen was holding a list, staring at the second name on the list: "Jiang Ming..."

At night, some Maoshan disciples passing by occasionally saw three figures from a distance, and they were curious, but when they got closer, they found that it was Jia Wei and the three, and they were immediately surprised.

"What's wrong with you three?"

Seeing the three of Jia Wei kneeling in the snow, they were all injured to varying degrees, among which Jia Wei was the worst.

"Go away, don't worry about it."

Jia Wei was ashamed and uneasy, roared, his heart was filled with ashes, he knew that the whole of Maoshan might know about his scandal tomorrow.

At dawn, the snow that had fallen all night also stopped with the coming of day.

The three of Jia Wei were already covered by snow, forming three snowdrifts.

In fact, there are more than three of them.

In all parts of Feixing Peak, there are the same 'spectacles'.

People with bruised noses and swollen faces, dripping with blood, knelt in front of their own houses, their skin turning purple from the cold, and they didn't rush into the house until the pale belly appeared in the sky.

"Have you heard? On Feixing Peak, more than sixty members of the Red League were beaten beyond recognition, and they just knelt in front of their house all night before leaving."

"Who did this?"

"Do you still have to ask? Who else could it be except the Yuanmeng? It was Su Jingchen who did it himself. He beat all the members of the Hongmeng who bullied the members of the Yuanmeng in the entire Feixing Peak, and honestly knelt outside the house." One night."

"What a ruthless person! Then tomorrow night, don't members of the Red League in other peaks have to be careful?"

"I will definitely have trouble sleeping and eating!"

……

"boom!"

A solid wooden table fell apart under Wan Ping's hands.

"No reason!"

Wan Ping's face was livid.

In front of him, Chen Zhifei and Zou Yuwen were also gathered.

The three of them are the candidates handpicked by Zhu Hong to deal with Su Jingchen, and they are all the best among the purple belts.

Yesterday, Zhu Hong retreated after the discussion ended, and the matter of Su Jingchen fell on their heads.

It's just that they never thought that this Su Jingchen would be so violent, he beat up a peak in one night, and even forced the members of the Red League to kneel all night.

Hongmeng lost face!

"If he wasn't just a blue belt, I really wanted to rush in front of him and beat him to a cripple!" Wan Ping said angrily.

Chen Zhifei said: "In that case, let Blue Ribbon take action and inform Ren Heng."

Ren Heng is one of the three blue belts in Maoshan and a member of the Red League.

However, when Ren Heng learned that Hongmeng asked him to deal with Su Jingchen, his face turned pale and he refused on the spot.

That day when Su Jingchen knocked himself unconscious with three punches, Ren Heng still has a shadow. If he really wants to deal with Su Jingchen, he will go to the door and suffer.

"Coward!"

Wan Ping scolded.

Chen Zhifei said: "Tomorrow the Sea of ​​Suffering will open. In fact, we don't need to worry. The meaning of Zhu Hong's True Inheritance is to let us attack him in the Sea of ​​Suffering."

Wan Ping said: "I can't wait until tomorrow, I have to teach him a lesson, I will go to him now, otherwise, who knows if he will do it again tonight?"

"Anyway, we still have to make a move in the sea of ​​suffering, why not just now."

Chen Zhifei persuaded: "It's different in the sea of ​​suffering. Everyone is equal in the sea of ​​suffering. If we attack Su Jingchen, we won't cause any gossip."

"If you attack him now, people will only say that the purple belt bullies the blue belt, which is disgraceful."

"I don't care if I'm glamorous or not."

Wan Ping was very impatient and aggressive: "I just can't bear that a blue ribbon dares to be so presumptuous. If I don't teach him a lesson, I don't even have the mind to cultivate."

He rushed to Feixing Peak in a hurry, found Su Jingchen's residence, and shouted outside: "Su Jingchen, get out!"

The door opened.

It's just that it wasn't Su Jingchen who came out, but Qin Chen.

One person plays two roles, sometimes Qin Chen feels really tired.

"Where's Su Jingchen?" Wan Ping frowned.

"Brother come in and say."

Qin Chen brought Wan Ping into the house first.

Of course Wan Ping was completely unafraid.

"Brother Su is not here." Qin Chen said.

Wan Ping suddenly said angrily: "If you're not here, why did you let me in?"

Qin Chen said: "But I know where Senior Brother Su is."

"Why don't you hurry up?" Wan Ping asked impatiently.

Qin Chen chuckled, looking greedy for money, and said, "If I tell senior brother, I will be at risk, so can senior brother express it?"

Wan Ping stared at Qin Chen with a pair of eyes full of coercion: "Are you going to say it or not?"

A small shrimp, the abacus actually hit me?

Qin Chen said: "Brother, even if you beat me half to death, if I don't tell you, you will never find Senior Brother Su. Everyone in Maoshan knows about my relationship with Senior Brother Su, and only I know where Senior Brother Su is."

Wan Ping was so angry that he stretched out his hand to pinch Qin Chen's collar and lifted him up, his eyes staring: "I'll give you another chance, do you want to say it or not?"

Qin Chen's feet were in the air, but his expression was not panicked. He stretched his five fingers at Wan Ping and said, "Senior brother, calm down. I don't want much, I'm very cheap."