Burning Heaven Sword God

Chapter 101 Framed and blamed (one more update)
He went to him!
His name is Shen Junrong, and his name is Ouyang.

He told him: "Ou Chen is dead."

But his heart trembled, his face changed suddenly, and he was very ugly. He shouted: "Who did it? I'm going to kill him!"

"do not know."

Shen Junrong's expression was very calm, and he had already prepared every word, how to say it, and what tone to say it in.After all, he was planting the blame.

Every step can't be wrong.If you want to do this kind of thing, you must do your best!There is no flaw in doing it, and it is done vividly.

"Where is he?"

Ouyang was very sad, he lowered his head, no matter who did this, he must make that person pay the price, a terrible price.

"The depth of the trial forest is [-] meters."

There was no expression on Shen Junrong's face, but he was laughing in his heart, and secretly said: "The game has just begun." Then, he slowly stretched out his right hand, pointed forward, and continued: "That's the direction."

After saying this, Ouyang's heart shuddered, and he leaped out into the air with explosive steps, running towards the direction Shen Junrong pointed at.

Shen Junrong stayed where she was, flicked her sleeves, and said slowly: "There is always someone who is going to die." This was a bet between him, Mo Qingcheng, and Lin Feng.

Either he dies, or he dies, or he dies.There is always someone to die!

Afterwards, Shen Junrong also stepped forward to follow Ouyang's footsteps.Ouyang was very fast, and Shen Junrong couldn't keep up.But the faster Ouyang was, the harder Shen Junrong laughed in his heart.Because he knew very well that it meant that Ouyang was very angry, and as for the consequences, it might be very serious.

noon!Chiyang.

Ouyang stopped under a big tree. Under the tree, there were some fallen leaves that turned yellow at some point.

Among the fallen leaves, there were still some fallen leaves, all stained red with blood, except for their shape, they looked like maple leaves.Beautiful, but mixed with a strong smell of blood.

"My grandson!"

Ouyang leaned down, regardless of his posture, hugged Ou Chen, who was cold, and shouted in pain: "Who killed you?" Ouyang looked really ugly, his face turned pale, he only had such a grandson, son He died early, and his only grandson died in front of his eyes. One can imagine his mood.

"Elder Ouyang, don't be too sad."

Shen Junrong supported Ouyang, with a serious expression, and pretended to comfort him and said: "Mr. Ou, I definitely don't want you to cry for him and ruin your body."

"After all, he couldn't die in vain!"

Every sentence, even speaking, every word is so exquisite.Shen Junrong comforted Ouyang, but still did not forget to mention that his grandson had been killed, and that he should avenge him.

"Yes!" Ouyang nodded coldly.

With Shen Junrong's support, Ouyang stood up, and whoever asked him to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person, he would make life worse than death.He must avenge his grandson, no matter what the price.

"Ha ha!"

Shen Junrong laughed a few times on purpose, this kind of smile was naturally a bit sad.

Since you have chosen to act, you have to act to the end.

He looked at Ouyang calmly, the uglier Ouyang's face was, the happier Shen Junrong was.He suppressed his joy, and said in a deep voice: "But we still don't know who killed Mr. Ou! Hey, even if we want to avenge him, there is no way! It seems that Mr. Ou can only die at the hands of the thief. "

"Hmph, the old man will kill this person."

His face was full of wrinkles, and he didn't know how old he was at this moment. When Ouyang saw the wound on his grandson's heart, he suddenly thought of someone.

Without any trace of struggle, a sword pierced through the heart and directly crushed him.It just so happened that with that person's strength, he could easily do it.

A handkerchief on the ground, embroidered with a special flower, white jasmine.Coincidentally, that person also likes jasmine flowers, and what's more, that person prefers handkerchiefs embroidered with jasmine flowers.

The wound was a sword wound, but it was lingering with atomized white air, some chilly white air, very cool.Coincidentally, that person's soul is the soul of ice, and what's more coincident is that he is used to using ice as a sword.

Combining these points, the only person Ouyang can think of is "Mo Qingcheng"!At this moment, I saw Ouyang gnashing his teeth with hatred, clenched his fists tightly, and the old fist hit the tree heavily, staining the bark red, but also breaking the tree that the two embraced.

"Do you know who did it?"

Shen Junrong put on a gesture, pretending not to know, and asked.He knew very well that Ouyang would never know who killed his precious grandson.Because everything left here was just arranged by him, with the purpose of blaming Mo Qingcheng.

"Hmph, I will tear that person apart."

Ouyang's eyes shot out endless killing intent, that killing intent was as strong as wanting to eat people.But he never knew that his killing intent was aimed at the wrong target.

The saddest thing in the world is being taken advantage of by one's enemies, and nothing is more than being single-minded in revenge but reporting to the wrong person.

"Who is that person, I will go with you to kill that person."

Shen Junrong pretended to be very angry. Looking at Ouyang's angry appearance, he continued: "We must not let that thief go!" Of course Shen Junrong knew who the thief was, but at this moment, no matter who that person was, he is now It's Mo Qingcheng.Because Ouyang has already determined that it was Mo Qingcheng who killed his stupid grandson.

"Mo Qingcheng!"

When mentioning these three words, Ouyang Qi didn't say anything.He prevented him from killing Lin Feng just now, and now he is killing his grandson. If he does not avenge this hatred, Ouyang will be a worthless person in his life.

"Ok?"

Shen Junrong's eyebrows were tightly clasped together, pretending to be contemplative, silent for a moment, and said: "He is the number one in Tianyuan Mansion, his strength is very extraordinary, and I am also a disciple of Tianyuan Mansion, if I kill him, I'm afraid it will be wrong."

"You just have to watch from the sidelines."

Ouyang was a little disdainful, he waved his sleeves, looking very proud, Ouyang killed a disciple, does he need other people's help?It seems to be funny!

"Hey."

Shen Junrong sighed, as if he couldn't help Ouyang, he was very guilty.

Afterwards, he looked at the very angry Ouyang, smiled softly, and said in a deep voice: "If you want to kill Mo Qingcheng, I'm afraid you have to start with Lin Feng!"

"why?"

Ouyang's mind sank, he didn't understand what Shen Junrong meant, so he asked.

"It's very simple. His purpose of coming here is to protect Lin Feng."

Shen Junrong looked very serious, and continued to analyze: "As long as Lin Feng can be caught, are you afraid that you can't kill Mo Qingcheng?" Ouyang listened carefully to Shen Junrong's analysis, and couldn't help nodding. He felt that Shen Junrong's analysis was right.

After all, although Mo Qingcheng's strength is not as good as his, but if he escapes, he may have to spend a lot of effort to catch Mo Qingcheng.

Instead of this, it's better to catch Lin Feng and let Mo Qingcheng come to him on his own initiative.

　PS: Group number, 482188278.Still owe four more!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)