White-Robed Chief

Fan Yi wouldn't be so unwise?

Now that the sky knife sect has passed, that's really the same as looking for death.

Fan Yi is the rising star of Nantianmen, but the rising star of Nantianmen does not mean that he will not die, the martial arts are changing, danger is everywhere, and even among the top masters, there is danger of falling.

Fan Yi was very calm, so he let out his own side.

But the calmer man suppressed the hatred and anger for a century, and after seeing a trace, he was afraid that he could not suppress the impulse.

He thought about it, Fei Xing Jue urged, this time not using Tianyantong, but the real deduction technique.

After a moment, he disappeared in place, and the next moment appeared outside Nantianmen.

Two young men in blue appeared in front of him, blocking his way and preventing him from entering the questioning path.

Chu Li hugged his fist and said, "Lia Li Qi, come to Jingmen, Jing Xiaojie!"

"Li Qi?" The two blue-eyed youths looked very ordinary, with a warm temperament like jade, without pride.

Chu Li nodded and said, "I'm sorry to ask the two generations to pass it on, and Jing Jing will meet me!"

"Wait a moment." The two nodded.

A young man in blue disappeared, and after a while, Jing Xiaojie appeared, hitting white clothes like snow, and looked at him in surprise, and smiled: "Dirk, Brother Li, you can come to me!"

Chu Lizheng said, "There is something important!"

Jing Xiaojie put away a smile and hurried forward: "What the **** is it?"

She was talking and waving her hands.

The two young men in blue clothes narrowed their necks and disappeared after holding their fists.

Chu Li said: "Brother Fan is in danger!"

"Brother Fan?" Jing Xiaojie said, "Have you got together with Brother Fan?"

Chu Li nodded.

Jing Xiaojie said: "Brother Li, it's better to stay away from Brother Fan. There is no trouble around him. When there is no fasting, what happened this time?"

Chu Lidao said: "He is in danger of death ..."

He told Jing Xiaojie what happened.

After listening to this, Jing Xiaojie stared brightly and said, "What? Brother Fan's exterminator is the master of Tiandao Sect?"

Chu Li shook his head: "I'm not sure yet, I only derived the sword is the sword of the Tiandao Zong and Song Zongzhu. As for whether she killed it, I can't tell for sure!"

"If you saw Song Zongzhu, can you tell?" Jing Xiaojie asked.

Chu Li sighed, "I can conclude that I will be dead. The Song Zongzhu is so angry that there are hundreds of lives in his hands, not bad for me!"

"That's true, too." Jing Xiaojie's light jaw.

After all, he is not a Nantianmen disciple, and besides, Nantianmen disciples may not be able to retreat from their bodies, unless they hide directly in Nantianmen, there will be no danger.

Chu Lidao said: "It's best to be the big man in the case to bring Brother Fan back, if not ..."

He shook his head and said with a look of soberness.

"Okay, I'll report to the host right away!" Jing Xiaojie nodded quickly, disappearing lightly.

Chu Li stood under the steps with a negative hand, waiting quietly.

After a tea time, when Chu Li was anxious, Jing Xiaojie appeared again.

Chu Li busy said: "Not ready to call a master?"

"The host has gone in person." Jing Xiaojie said.

Chu Li said in surprise: "Going in person?"

Jing Xiaojie said with a smile: "Rest assured, the master of the horse will go out of his way, will it be that the Sovereign Lord of the Sword will mess up that day?"

Chu Lishu breathed out, "That's good, Brother Fan's life is finally saved!"

"Actually you think too seriously, Brother Fan is our disciple after all, how could he be easily killed!" Jing Xiaojie smiled disapprovingly: "We still have a little deterrent to Nantianmen."

Chu Li shook his head and smiled bitterly: "If you are bystanders, you may be jealous of your Nantianmen. What about this Song lord ..."

He sighed.

From the scene seen from the flying sword, the Song Zongshi's decisive decisiveness will not care about the identity of the other party, otherwise she will not have her current status, which can be called an iron fist.

Jing Xiaojie snorted: "Then wait and see!"

Chu Lidao said: "Girl Jing, go back to the door first and let me know if you have any news."

"... Alright." Jing Xiaojie thought for a while and nodded: "Then you go back to Nanyang City first."

Chu Li shook his head: "I dare not go back now."

Jing Xiaojie pouted and laughed: "You think that Song Zongzhu too much!"

Chu Lidao said, "Be careful not to be wrong."

"Okay, okay, you." Jing Xiaojie waved her hands with a smile and disappeared.

Chu Li stood still, motionless.

About a quarter of an hour, Jing Xiaojie suddenly appeared with another middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man does not look astonishing. He is of medium build. His thin figure is wearing a purple robe. His face is tight and tight.

Jing Xiaojie said, "This is our master."

Chu Li was surprised and hurriedly gave a gift: "Li Qi, the younger generation, has met Xu Men!"

Xu Tian, ​​the master of Nantianmen, held his fist: "No need to be polite, isn't Li?"

Chu Li busy nodded: "What command does the doorman have?"

"Follow me to see Song Zongzhu," Xu Xu said.

Chu Li stunned and said with a bitter smile: "Master, I saw the Song Sovereign, I was afraid I would never have a chance to survive."

"Don't worry." Xu Yan waved his hand: "You can change your identity."

Chu Lidao said: "I don't know the master ...?"

Xu Zheng Shen said: "You follow me with Xiao Jing, and then don't say a word, just listen to this seat, just by looking at Song Zong, by the way, can you tell if she is a murderer?"

Chu Li nodded helplessly ~ www.readwn.com ~ Xu Xu said: "You and Xiaofan are friends, this time you have the right to send the Buddha to the West, help to the end!"

"Yes." Chu Li sighed: "Since the doorkeeper spoke, I can only follow it!"

Xu Yan's tight face squeezed a smile, and nodded, "Xiao Fan can be a blessing to have such a friend as you."

Chu Lihuoquan will not say more.

Fan Yi's friendship with himself is really unclear, mixed with a bit of true feelings and a bit of utilitarianism.

Xu Yan said: "Xiao Jing, help Xiao Li."

"Yes, the master." Jing Xiaojie nodded with a smile, took out a small porcelain bottle from the sleeve, opened the stopper, poured out some black paste, and applied it to the white palm of his hand, then wiped it to Chu Li's face.

Chu Li did not evade and let her smear her face.

The soft and cool little hand was rubbed on his face, with a hint of fragrance. Chu Li was busy taking a deep breath, and his heart swelled. It had been a long time since he was close to a woman, and his body became extremely sensitive.

"Well, yes." Xu Yan looked at Chu Li and nodded in satisfaction.

Chu Li Dayuan Jingzhi has already observed his appearance, just wiped a layer, his face has become a bit darker, the subtleties are different, and the whole looks like a person.

Chu Li couldn't help but admire Jing Xiaojie's craftsmanship. This should be the real Yirong technique, which is completely different from his own change technique.

Moreover, this ointment is strange, even if it doesn't feel strange, even him, it is difficult to perceive that Yi Rong surgery has been performed, unless it can be seen by Dayuan Jingzhi.

Jing Xiaojie took the porcelain bottle, put it in his sleeve, and said with a smile: "Well, let's go!"

"Let's go!" Xu Yan said in a deep voice: "However, remember that the two of you were only allowed to watch and listen, not to speak or move!"

Chu Li and Jing Xiaojie nodded at the same time.

Xu Yan's sleeves suddenly disappeared.