Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 1402
"This kid is really a man."

"Knowing that this is a Hongmen Banquet, but still daring to attend, I admire his courage!"

"Hmph, it's out of his hands. If he really lets his woman go and be that shrinking turtle, his reputation will be ruined!"

Around Luo Chenghe, surrounded by many strong men, they were all talking about it.

Jiang Mo's speed was very fast, and after a few breaths, he landed on the Qingqiu battle platform.

On the height of Qingqiu Terrace, stands a statue of the Fox of Qingqiu, and powerful disciples often come here to learn martial arts.

Luo Chenghe narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the white-haired young man with a chill.

Yang Le also followed. His background is also not weak, and he is not afraid of Luo Chenghe.

"I'm here, Yetong is here!"

"Where's Yetong?"

Jiang Mo's figure landed on the Qingqiu battle platform, and his fierce momentum caused ripples in the air.

Luo Chenghe clapped his hands and said with a smile, "How courageous!"

After his words fell, Ye Tong was guarded by a woman and came out from behind.

The woman guarding Ye Tong was named Feng Fei'er, she had a very enchanting and sexy figure, her crisp/breast was half exposed, a large area of ​​seductive snow-white, ready to be seen.

"Tsk tsk, this pretty face can make many men go through fire and water!"

"You said, wouldn't it be a pity if it was destroyed in my hands like this?"

Feng Fei'er held a sharp blade in her hand, and the back of the blade shone with a cold light.

She and Luo Chenghe are Taoist couples, and Feng Fei'er's family background is not weak.

Otherwise, relying on her face and figure alone, she is far from qualified to be Luo Chenghe's Taoist companion.

The knife in Feng Fei'er's hand released the knife intent, causing a light bloodstain to appear on Yetong's fair face.

Ye Tong didn't say a word, she knew that if she called for help at this time, it would definitely affect Jiang Mo's state of mind.

In this case, it's better to calm down and let Jiang Mo make his own decision.

"If I were you, I would have taken the knife, otherwise, the knife might have scratched your own face." Jiang Mo narrowed his eyes and shouted angrily.

"Hey, kid, it looks like you haven't figured out the situation yet, right?" A man with dark red skin like poured blood pointed out his hand to Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo slowly walked up to Qingqiu Zhantian. He knew that the person opposite who really had the right to speak should be the guy in white with a sword hanging from his waist.

"I'm here now, should you let me go?"

Luo Chenghe closed the folding fan in his hand, he said: "Don't be in a hurry to let him go, let me tell you first, how should we resolve the grievances between you and my Luo clan?"

"Brother, don't talk nonsense with him, just break his hands and feet, pick off his tendons, and throw them outside." Luo Han has always hated Jiang Mo to the bone. The myth of being undefeated in the past, no one has been able to break it until now.

Luo Chenghe glared at his younger brother, and immediately, the latter dared not say another word as if he had seen a cat or a mouse.

Although the two are both the pride of the Luo family, the one with the most say is still Luo Chenghe.

"My grievances with the Luo people? You mean, I defeated him? Even if I have enmity with the Luo people?"

"In that case, wouldn't the genius of the Luo tribe not be allowed to be singled out?" Jiang Mo asked rhetorically.

"Shut up with me, show off your quick tongue."

"Don't forget, your woman is still in my hands."

"If you want me to let you go, there is only one way!" Luo Chenghe said.

Jiang Mo took a deep breath, looking at Yetong whose meridian was locked by Feng Fei'er, he felt very guilty.

If it wasn't for him, Ye Tong wouldn't have suffered an indiscriminate disaster and been implicated.

"Tell me, what is the solution?" Jiang Mo said.

"Simple! That is to kneel down and kowtow a hundred times to our brothers!"

"And apologize."

"In this case, we can consider letting your woman go." Luo Han said beside him.

When Luo Han said this, there was another monk holding up a three-foot Yuanjing, trying to transmit the scene of Jiang Mo kowtowing and apologizing to the net of Tianshengdao Palace.

At that time, the elders and disciples of the entire Tianshengdao Palace will see this scene.

Luo Han and others wanted to humiliate Jiang Mo in this way to restore the dignity of the Luo people.

Yang Le couldn't listen anymore, he walked to Jiang Mo's side, stared at Luo Chenghe, and sneered.

"Luo Chenghe, Luo Chenghe, after all, you are also ranked fourth on the Qianlong list."

"He took a woman as a threat."

"If you do this kind of thing, don't you think you will lose the face of the Luo people?"

Hearing Yang Le's words, Luo Chenghe's face turned blue and white.

"Yang Le, I will not mess with you, so don't come here to get involved in this muddy water."

"Hey, what a coincidence, I, Yang Le, always like to fight against injustice."

"If you ask me, what happened to you today really hurt the face of the Qianlongbang disciples."

Hearing Luo Chenghe and the others, he asked Jiang Mo to kneel down and apologize.

In Ye Tong's beautiful eyes, there was a very sullen expression.

However, her meridians were blocked by Feng Fei'er, and she was unable to make a sound. In a hurry, crystal tears welled up in her beautiful eyes.

She absolutely didn't want to see Jiang Mo being forced to kneel down and apologize.

He is so dazzling, like a star, how could he kneel down to others?

"Another condition??" Jiang Mo gritted his teeth and made a clicking sound, and the meridians on his neck tensed up, looking very scary.

Luo Chenghe frowned. At this time, the burly monk with purple-red skin came out. His name was Cheng Qingshu, and he was a leader among the inner disciples.

Cheng Qingshu's cultivation has already reached the peak of 'Samsara Nirvana Tribulation'. He even once fought against the strong Emperor Wudi, and he was able to persist in more than a dozen moves without losing.

It's just that, compared to Luo Chenghe, his talent and identity are both weaker.

It was precisely because of this that Cheng Qingshu was willing, as an inner disciple, to be Luo Chenghe's thug.

In his opinion, as long as he can get on the Luocheng River, he will definitely be able to have a good relationship with the Luo people in the future.

For monks like Xiang Chengqingshu, who don't have any deep background, unless they reach the middle realm Emperor Wudi, or even the upper realm Emperor Wudi, otherwise, they can only serve as watchdogs for the aristocratic family for the rest of their lives.

"Young Master Luo, let me break this kid's legs and make him kneel in front of you?" Cheng Qingshu clasped his fists and said.

Luo Chenghe nodded slightly, since Cheng Qingshu was willing to show his loyalty, then Luo Chenghe didn't mind accepting an eagle dog minion.

"Go, don't cripple him! I just want him to kneel down!"

Luo Chenghe narrowed his eyes and said indifferently...

(End of this chapter)