White-Robed Chief

Chapter 2707: Order

[Title: Section 2707 of the body of a white robe Explorer collar make (two more) Author: Xiao Shu]

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"It's him!" Jing Xiaojie said with a light jaw: "Zhou Yong!"

She turned to Chu Li and smiled, "Brother Li, how do you know he is here?"

"Half guess and half Mongolia." Chu left.

Fan Yi clenched his fist and said, "Thank you, Brother Li!"

His voice was low and strong, and his emotions were too great.

Chu Li smiled: "It depends on Brother Fan."

Jing Xiaojie Ming looked at Fan Yi, lest Fan Yi suddenly talk about morality, not at the risk of others.

Fan Yi stared at Zhou Yong on the ground, his eyes getting redder and bloodshot looking scary.

Seeing Zhou Yong's face, he remembered the tragic destruction of Fanfu, remembered his anger and pain all these years, thought of countless days of biting his teeth and practicing hard, and the infinite killing was surging in his chest, stronger than the torrential river next to him. .

He suddenly punched out.

"Bang!" In the muffled sound, Zhou Yong "wow" spit out blood, blood spewed from his chest, and the original wound was cracked.

He woke up slowly, his eyes narrowing around.

Fan Yi looked down at him coldly: "Are you Zhou Yong?"

"Who are you?" Zhou Yong frowned.

He struggled twice to think of getting up but could not do anything. His whole body was soft, and his original injury was more serious. Fan Yi's fist took him half a life, and his whole body was filled with weakness, and he sat up softly.

Looking at the situation around him, he knew that he was running down the river and should have escaped a long way. After his breath had converged, he got into the river, and his sister Song Man-yin couldn't possibly recover it.

As he glanced around, his gaze fell sharply on Jing Xiaojie and then on Chu Li.

Chu Li had already wiped off the black paste on his face, so his appearance changed slightly. Zhou Yong ignored the past for a while, but Jing Xiaojie did not change his appearance. He recognized it at a glance, and looked at Chu Li again.

"Nantianmen!" Zhou Yong grunted his teeth.

Jing Xiaojie snorted: "Zhou Yong, your death is here!"

"Hum." Zhou Yong sneered twice: "It is really a good plan. I underestimated Nantianmen. She also despised you and was regarded as a sword by you. She was originally clever and clever. Haha!

He laughed softly and weakly.

Chu Lidao said: "The night is long and the dream is much, brother Fan."

Fan Yi nodded slowly.

His blood-red eyes glared at Zhou Yong and said coldly: "Today I will revenge Xuefan for Fanfu and suffer!"

Before Zhou Yong spoke, he had already punched out a punch.

"Bang!" Zhou Yong trembled as if he had been shocked. His bizarre vigor had already smashed his internal organs, even if there was defensive breath, it had already been broken by the sky knife.

"Bang!" Another punch.

Zhou Yong shook again, his eyes widened, and he was silent.

Then the scream of "嗤", a blood-jetting arrow at the heart, shot a mile away.

"Bang bang bang ..." Zhou Yong seemed to be a boxing target and was hit constantly, Fan Yi's eyes were **** and murderous.

"Brother Fan!" Chu sighed.

The sound was thrilling.

Fan Yi trembled, his fist stopped in the air, and then he slammed the ground.

"Bang!" A deep pit appeared on the ground.

Jing Xiaojie breathed a sigh of relief. She was shocked by Fan Yi's former crazy likeness, and was awakened by Chu Li's breaking drink.

"Congratulations to Brother Fan for his revenge." Chu Li smiled and clenched his fist: "From now on, I have mastered the martial arts, and the top masters can be expected!"

Fan Yi looked down at Zhou Yong, who had been so dead that he couldn't die anymore. He sat softly on the ground, regardless of sharp stones, sat down without hesitation, looked up at the sky, and burst into tears.

Chu Li and Jing Xiaojie did not speak, and looked at him silently.

After a short while, Fan Yi wiped his tears, stood up and held his fists, and solemnly said, "Brother Li, thank you very much!"

The endless killing and anger faded, and the bloodshot in his eyes disappeared, clearing.

Chu Li smiled and nodded.

"Congratulations to Brother Fan, the revenge will be revenge." Jing Xiaojie laughed: "Since then I have been relaxed."

"Yeah ..." Fan Yi nodded with a sigh: "I can revenge, and I can go all out to pursue the ultimate in martial arts, unhindered and free!"

Chu Lidao said: "Brother Fan, let ’s settle in for peace this week."

Jing Xiaojie laughed and said, "Don't go to Sky Knife for a Sky Knife Order?"

Fan Yi smiled freely: "I only seek revenge, but the Sky Sword Order has never thought about it ... Brother Li, go get a Sky Sword Order and use it later!"

"That's it." Jing Xiaojie said, "Brother Fan avenges, Brother Li, you're better off."

Chu Li agreed happily: "Yeah, Tiandao Ling is really good."

He stooped and lifted Zhou Yong's body: "Then I'll go to Tian Daozong."

"Brother Li, I'll go too." Jing Xiaojie said.

Chu Li shook his head: "I am enough."

"I'm afraid that Tian Daozong turns his face and doesn't recognize anyone." Jing Xiaojie snorted. "There are even opportunities to be loyal to Zhou Yong, who can't help but guard!"

Chu Lidao said: "You can't let Jing Shimei go."

"Brother Li——!" Jing Xiaojie glared at him.

Chu Li smiled, carrying Zhou Yong's corpse suddenly disappeared.

The next moment he appeared in front of Tian Daozong's gate, Shen said, "Zhou Yong is already ambush, Nan Tianmen dedicated Li Qi to meet Song Zongzhu!"

He determined that Song Man-yin had returned.

After a while, Song Man-yin's voice sounded leisurely: "Come in!"

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They stared at Zhou Yong tightly, with a dull expression.

Chu Li stepped in and headed for the hall.

Standing in front of the hall was Song Man-yin, a plain white shirt, with a pale face and pale skin, pitiful and pitiful.

She fell on Zhou Yong with bright eyes, and did not see Chu Li, sighing: "I did not expect Brother Zhou to fall down so fast, unfortunately!"

Her expression was faint, regretful, and Mingmu had already accumulated a layer of water vapor, and she seemed to cry at any time.

Chu Li sighed: "Song Zongzhu is sad, he is a traitor!"

"Oh ..." Song Man-yin shook his head gently. "So many years of friendship with the door, but I want to forget it!"

She has already announced the guilt of Zhou Yong, not only the destruction of Fan Mansion, but also many tragic incidents. He has clear evidence, the heart of the Tiandao Sect is calm, and he is not restless because of Zhou Yong's death.

Under the reward, there must be a brave man. The sky knife order is enough to let the top hands-on mind, Zhou Yong will die.

"Come, invite Brother Zhou to go down and be buried!" Song Manin said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" The two middle-aged men should fist and take Zhou Yong's dead body down.

For a moment, there were only Chu Li and Song Man Yin in front of the hall.

"Come with me," Song Manin said.

She walked lightly, seeing no serious injuries, and came to the small lake in the back garden.

Song Man-yin held the white jade carving rail and stared at the lake.

Chu Li stood beside her without saying a word.

The kiosk was so quiet that only the sound of wind was heard, and it was cool and pleasant across the lake.

"You have to go without a sword, right?" Song Manin asked casually.

Chu Li Yiyi: "No phase knife?"

He then shook his head and said, "I haven't seen No Sword."