Murdering Heaven Edge

The young man stood next to three men and a woman, all of whom had a faint smile on their faces. One of the 30-year-old men with a strong body said: "I heard that Lu Tianyue, like Lingdong Mountain, is also there?"

The woman smiled and looked at the man and said, "Why, Qing Ge, still remember the flower?"

The young man who spoke earlier also laughed: "The younger brother likes Lu Tianyue is not a day or two, but the old haired temper is not good, and once he has spoken out, whoever dares to beat his apprentice’s idea, Who is dead?"

"Cut..." The young man of Qingge’s face showed a bit of disdain, faintly said: "Lingdong is just a few of the old and undead supporters who have no hope of refining the gods. Only dare to be so arrogant. One day I will personally set foot on the Lingdong Mountain and take Lu Tianyue away!"

"Hahaha, when we go with the younger brother!" The other people all laughed.

A few people laughed enough, and this young brother said: "I heard that this time, it seems that there are super strong people will come. At that time, you can take care of me, don't let Lu Tianyue get hurt, as for others... Oh, It’s good to die.”

"Do you not even have your future father-in-law?" the woman asked with a smile.

"What future father-in-law? The little family owner who is partial to the security, it is not a character." Qing brother said faintly.

"Also, anyway, this evening, it is doomed to be not peaceful." The man who spoke first said faintly: "But let's just try to catch up with those people and get the biggest benefit of the ruins!"

"Yeah... the ruins of the legendary Qingmen Gate!" Qingge couldn't help but sigh: "In the past, how is the sinister Taoist tyrannical? It is said that the 50-year-old Yuan Yingfeng, stepping into the refining god, soaring The fairyland...had left a splendid and sacred sacred door, but in the following three thousand years, the disciples under the door completely defeated a top-ranking party. The once great and brilliant big faction, until now, only the wall is broken. Hey. If the treasure inside is finally awakened, it is estimated that this relic will continue to be silent in the years."

"That treasure is really true blood?" The woman said with some expectation: "It is said that the Qing Dynasty Taoist people, because of the true blood, has become the top spectator of the entire spiritual world?"

Qingge shook his head: "Qingdao Dao is not a complete rise of the true blood of the phoenix, because when he got the true blood, he couldn't use it! The blood is too heavy, with our spiritual world. The monk could not refine it at all! But he certainly got a huge benefit from the real blood. This is beyond doubt."

"Why did he take it away when he was soaring?" asked a young man.

"Don't take it! Really blood... It's something that has true spiritual spirituality. Not everyone can control it." Qingge seems to know a lot of things, and he said: "Even if we really found it." That drop of true blood, but also to see the opportunity. However, I am here, what I want... but another weapon that everyone has neglected!"

"Weapons?" The other few people glimpsed, and some looked at Qingge.

Qing Ge nodded and said: "The weapon is a knife. It is said to be a real soldier! It is put together with the real blood! In the legend, that knife was a real phoenix. Then, With that drop of true blood, fall into our spiritual world."

Looking at the shocked eyes of a few people, Qing Ge said: "In other words, the knife is good, or the blood is really good, it is not something in our world. That knife is more fierce than that blood... ...I heard that when the Qing Dynasty Taoist got the knife, I thought about using it. But I can't even take it. In the end, I can only use this knife, a drop of blood. The treasures of the town. Many people say that the people of the Qing Dynasty are broad-minded and detached, and even the artifacts are left to future generations. Oh, in fact, he simply can’t take it.”

"Qing Ge. You know so much." The young man who spoke first looked at Qingge with some admiration.

Qingge shook his head and sighed: "I took the knife and gave it to my ancestors, and all these things were told by my ancestors."

"My ancestors are really good for Qingge." The woman said with some envy.

"Wu Hao, you have to remember one sentence." Zhao Qing's face suddenly suddenly became serious. Looking at the woman.

"Well?" The woman looked at Zhao Qing strangely: "What does Qingge want to say?"

"Don't be anywhere, say anything that is ugly about the ancestors." Zhao Qing said, looking at the other three men: "Sun Hai, Sun Song and Song Wan, you three too, remember me if."

"Of course we don't dare..." Several people replied in unison.

Wu Hao, a woman, looked at Zhao Qing and said: "Green brother is laughing, there is no ancestor, how can we today, who dares to say bad things about the ancestors behind?"

"No, you don't know." Zhao Qing looked at these people: "Although we are the same door, your masters are all ancestors of the Yuan Ying realm, but they are in front of their ancestors... fundamentally everything. Not counting."

When Zhao Qing’s words came out, the faces of Wu Hao’s people were slightly changed. In their minds, the ancestors of the mountains in the teachings are extremely respectful, but their respective masters... are not weak! And the ancestors are called the five ancestors. All status is extremely respectful.

How do you seem to have a very low status in the mouth of their master Zhao Qing?

"If you are teaching, these words, killing me will not tell you. Although we are not a master, but grew up together, grow up together, love the same." Zhao Qing seriously looked at the other four: "too much I can't tell you more, anyway, you remember my words, your master, in fact... actually not as good as you think!"

"Qing Ge... I don't understand this..." The young man who spoke first, the man named Sun Song, frowned at Zhao Qing.

"You don't need to understand." Zhao Qing waved his hand and interrupted Sun Song's words. He said faintly: "Remember that I will not harm you!"

Sun Song seems to want to say something, his brother Sun Hai said: "Okay, the master must have had a hard time. Some things you know will do. There is no need to know so much, it is not good for you!"

Sun Song thought about it, his lips moved, but he finally closed his mouth.

Wu Hao, a pair of wonderful eyes, looked at Zhao Qing, and he smiled aloud: "The master has been the best for us since childhood, and the ancestors also hurt him the most, so the master knows more than us, but it is normal. Anyway, I believe that when the master is not there, it will not harm us!"

Zhao Qing looked at Wu Hao with some spoils. He really treated these people as his own brother and sister, and did not want them to have any accidents. He thought for a moment and said faintly: "This time, the ancestors had to come in person, but they were delayed by some things, and this sent me to take the knife. As for the real blood... that thing, old The ancestors didn't even look in the eyes!"

Wu Hao and others all took a sip of cool air and looked at Zhao Qing, and they all showed a thoughtful look. (To be continued.)