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Chapter 183 The Key Reappears, Cannibal Feast!
Leaning on the chair and closing his eyes, Jiang Chuan suddenly opened his eyes.

A pair of eyes looked at Chen Xiaoer.

"Why is it so cold? It hasn't snowed outside yet. Damn it, it really snowed!"

Erhuolong floated to the window and suddenly roared.

Waiting to widen his eyes, pointing at the heavy snow floating outside, said:
"It's amazing. It wasn't raining well just now, but now it's snowing?"

Jiang Chuan cast a strange glance at the silent Chen Xiaoer and came to the window.

Under the night, the eyes are a piece of white.

At some point in the sky, the bright moon has reappeared.

Under the cold moonlight, the endless snow cover.

"It's just September, how could it be snowing so much?"

"It's a weird job! What do you think?" Jiang Chuan said, looking back at Chen Xiaoer.

However, at this time, Chen Xiaoer's face was a bit ugly, "That power has appeared again!"

"The key is still with me!"

Just now, Chen Xiaoer suddenly discovered that in his body, a familiar and powerful force began to move among his limbs.

This familiar power was used by Murong Jie when he continued his path for Confucianism and Taoism.

This is the power of that mysterious key.

This also shows that Li Qilin did not take the key from his body after his resurrection.

"What the hell is this dead woman trying to do!"

"Why do you still put that thing on me? What else do you want me to do..."

Chen Xiaoer's brain was running wildly.

But no matter how he guessed, he couldn't figure out what trick Li Qilin was playing.

Regarding Li Qilin, this woman is too mysterious.

So mysterious that people can't figure it out, let alone what she wants to do.

Anyway, he couldn't think of a reason, so Chen Xiaoer simply stopped thinking about it.

The only thing that frustrates him is that,

I thought I could completely stop having anything to do with that woman Li Qilin, but God gave it so quickly and suddenly.

It suddenly made him defenseless!

Temporarily suppressing the unhappiness in his heart, Chen Xiaoer came to the window and looked out the window with a solemn expression, this world decorated with heavy snow.

"The key was attracted by this heavy snow."

"The vision of heaven and earth that can make the key appear automatically is the last time Murong Jie continued the way forward for Confucianism and Taoism."

"That is to say, the incident this time is no less serious than the last time!"

Thinking about it, Chen Xiaoer looked at Jiang Chuan and Erhuolong, and said, "You guys just stay here and don't leave."

"I'll go out and see!"

After finishing speaking, his figure turned into a sword light and rushed towards the sky.

After a while.

Chen Xiaoer's figure appeared dozens of miles away from the inn.

From a distance, there was a black shadow on the snowy ground, but when he got closer, Chen Xiaoer's eyes froze slightly.

From a rough look, there are about three hundred people, and all of these people have lost their vitality.

But the body was well preserved.

Even the vitality in the body is extremely abundant, but the strange thing is that these people are really dead.

There are no wounds on the body, and the body is full of vitality.

"...That's it." Suddenly, Chen Xiaoer's eyes fixed on the two people in the middle of the corpses.

To be precise, it was the girl.

Wearing a pink dress.

There was a touch of sadness on the sweet and beautiful face.

A pair of moist and lovely lips were slightly pouted, as if expressing dissatisfaction.

The girl's hands were still holding the arm of a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man turned his head away,
On a strict father-like face, there is a kind and doting smile, and the mouth seems to be talking.

This girl, Chen Xiaoer, has an impression.

It was the one standing beside Lin Xuancheng in the inn before.

"Are they from the Danyang Sword Sect?" Chen Xiaoer raised his eyebrows, and a ray of sword energy protruded from Chen Xiaoer's fingertips.

Arrived above the eyebrows of the middle-aged man.

"Snapped!"

A sword energy shot out from between the man's eyebrows.

Spread out Chen Xiaoer's ray of sword energy, and by the way, charge towards Chen Xiaoer with a domineering intention.

There is a sense of starting a war.

"... Chick!" The sword energy came straight to Chen Xiaoer's face.

However, it was caught by Chen Xiaoer casually and crushed directly.

"Seventh-rank cultivation, this sword energy has the same origin as Lin Xuancheng, and it all belongs to Xiahou's sword intent!"

Squinting his eyes, Chen Xiaoer was sure of the identities of these people.

The head of the Danyang Sword Sect, Lei Jing!

As for this girl, if nothing else happens, she should be Lei Jing's daughter.

"...It's just Lin Xuancheng?" Chen Xiaoer glanced over, but didn't find Lin Xuancheng's body.

"Master, Junior Sister!!!"

Just when Chen Xiaoer was puzzled, a loud shout suddenly came from a distance.

A figure rushed straight from a distance with sword energy.

The person who came was none other than the survivor, Lin Xuancheng.

Lin Xuancheng was stunned when he saw the brothers and sisters who were already dead and couldn't die anymore.

"How is this possible, this is impossible!"

Lin Xuancheng caressed the face of the girl in pink with trembling palms, his eyes were flushed.

Suddenly, he turned his head abruptly, staring at Chen Xiaoer with a pair of red eyes.

"……It's you!"

"You killed them!"

Chen Xiaoer frowned, what is this idiot talking about?Lao Tzu used a sword, this is an abnormal way of death.

It's not a "physical" blow at first glance, okay?
Too lazy to pay attention to the evil brushstroke, Chen Xiaoer spread out his palm, and a wisp of sword energy formed.

"Shh!"

Suddenly, the sword energy trembled violently for a moment, and then rushed forward through the air.

However, seeing the direction in which the sword energy was going through the air, Chen Xiaoer's pupils shrank slightly.

"……Inn!"

"Stop, do you want to leave after killing someone!" Just as Chen Xiaoer was about to leave, a long sword stabbed suddenly from behind.

Lin Xuancheng rushed like crazy.

"Kill! Kill! Kill you, kill you, avenge Master and Junior Sister!" The voice sounded like a ghost, roaring again and again.

"……roll!"

Facing the sword that Lin Xuancheng poured all his strength into, Chen Xiaoer didn't even bother to look directly at it, and snapped it off with a wave of his hand.

The trend of palming continues unabated, and a big force is directly thrown over.

"...Slap!" The crisp and pleasant slap was round and slapped, and Lin Xuancheng's teeth were blown away.

The whole person spun several times in mid-air before falling on the snow.

Staring angrily at the back of Chen Xiaoer who was going away, he spurted out a mouthful of blood in a rush of anger, and then passed out.

After a while,
A young figure in red armor suddenly appeared.

"Hmph!" The young man squatted down, looked at Lin Xuancheng who had passed out, patted the half of the pig's head, and glanced in the direction of the inn.

Lifting Lin Xuancheng, he turned around and flew away in a ball of flames.

"It's not because of the natural weather. The area covered by heavy snow is only fifty miles away, and it is shrouded by a huge spiritual power."

"It doesn't look like the pattern laid by a monk..."

In the hotel lobby,

At this time, a feast of "cannibalism" is being staged.

"...This is not tasty." The little girl casually threw the corpse of a heroine out.

It hit the old man's corpse at the sixth rank of martial arts.

In the inn lobby, everyone, no, it was a corpse. All the corpses stared at the front with horror.

Some were sitting, some were standing, and some were lying on the ground.

The little girl walked down among the piles of corpses, glanced at her cute little mouth, and muttered the words "It's not good, it's not good".

The gray-robed Taoist nun on the side remained expressionless.

The corner of the third floor.

The two-handed dragon tightly covered its mouth and nose with its claws,

A pair of big, shiny eyes stared round, afraid that he would cry out.

"It's too scary, who are these two guys?"

"Why does it feel to the dragon that it is more terrifying than the boss who exploded at the ninth rank..."

"I hope that little bastard is full, otherwise..." Thinking, Erhuolong couldn't help shivering.

Quietly backed away.

(End of this chapter)