White-Robed Chief

"Very good!" Song Tiehua glanced coldly away at Qiao Zhenhai: "There is such a strong general, I really want to congratulate Joe for helping the Lord!"

"Every one another!" Qiao Zhenhai hummed: "It is gratifying to have someone like Feng Changwen!"

"Then let's wait and see!" Song Tiehua sneered, looking at Chu Li: "I hope that such fierce will not die!"

"Hold a fart!" Chu Li held her chest, scolding indignantly: "Last name Song, I will remember this account, I must find you!"

"Haha!" Song Tiehua laughed, "Well, I am waiting for you!"

He said that it struck the sky and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.

Chu Li spit out another blood.

Qiao Zhenhai crouched, probed his veins, and nodded: "You are very strong!"

"Help the Lord, can't you die?" Chu left.

"Of course I can't die," Qiao Zhenhai laughed. "Take the medicine, and in a couple of days he will be a lively man!"

Chu Li grinned his thick lips, "Help the Lord, I can kill a lot this time!"

"Well, you do great work." Qiao Zhenhai nodded.

Chu Lidao said, "It's okay to get a fragrant master, right?"

"Wait until you're fine." Qiao Zhenhai smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "Rest assured, I won't treat you badly."

Chu Li smiled.

He was quickly carried back to his home and given a bottle of elixir.

Among the four people who carried him back was Song Fei, Chu Li winked and motioned for him to stay.

The status of Chu Li is not as good as it used to be. Song Fei made an excuse for them to leave first and leave.

Chu Li lay on the couch, staring at Song Fei with a gaze: "Xiao Song, let me inquire about you!"

"What is it?" Song Fei said.

He is still unbelievable, and Zhao Dahe is a god-killer figure.

Chu Li said, "Do you know where Feng Changwen's family lives?"

"I know." Song Fei nodded.

Chu Li said: "Take me there!"

Song Fei's eyes widened.

His eyes were originally small, and he couldn't see the shadow when he smiled. At this time, he stared harder.

Chu Li hummed, "Get on the way!"

"Dahe, do you want to kill him?" Song Fei said.

"Nonsense!" Chu Li hummed: "I wanted to find his house and killed him with one stroke, but the master kept trying to keep me from moving, don't disturb his strategy. Now, his strategy doesn't work, or he isn't. Listen to him, it's the best to kill him! "

"Dahe, Feng Changwen is very scheming, and his family's defense is very strict." Song Fei shook his head and said, "The helper definitely wants to go, it won't work."

"How do you know if you don't go!" Chu Li waved his hands impatiently, "You just lead the way, just take me over and you leave, don't worry about me!"

"Otherwise, call them the Lord ..."

"They're all waste and cumbersome, not as good as me!"

"Dahe, don't say that ..."

"Did I say something wrong, aren't they waste?" Chu Liheng hummed. "You're a big man, so stingy, go quickly!"

He spoke and went out.

Song Fei was busy: "You are still injured."

"A little hurt, can't die!" Chu Li strode out of the meteor.

Song Fei knew that he had a tense temper and was helpless to keep up.

The bright moon hangs in the sky, the night is deep, and the peaceful town is peaceful. The previous noise seems to have disappeared.

Song Fei was clinging to the roots of the wall, hiding in the shadows. His tall and burly body was as light as a raccoon cat, and he walked silently, and his light work was truly unique.

"Feng Changwen has at least thirty guards," Song Fei whispered, "Dahe, your past alone is dangerous."

Chu Li said nothing.

Song Fei continued: "It's better to call them the Lord of Fragrant, maybe there is a glimmer of hope while taking advantage of Feng Changwen."

Chu Li still did not speak.

Song Feidao: "You were injured, but Feng Changwen was not injured. Coupled with his guard, there really is no chance of winning."

Chu Li turned his head and stared at him fiercely: "Take it again, I cut you with a single knife!"

Song Fei touched his fierce eyes, his heart trembled, and he closed his mouth.

Chu Li Anshu breathed a sigh of relief, this Song Fei was really shattered, and he talked about it, but he grew tall and burly.

The wicked has its own grind, and it seems that it is quite fun to be a wicked.

Zhao Dahe's temper can run rampant, his six relatives don't recognize him, and his face is ruthless. He feels happy, comfortable and enjoyable.

Don't have a wonderful taste of being a good person and a wicked person once.

They walked five miles in silence and came to a large house in the east of the town.

This big house is three of Guo Shan's house, four into the yard, there are more than twenty girls ring, more than forty guards, Song Fei said less.

Chu Li frowned.

He found that in addition to the thirty gangsters, there were also ten strange faces. These ten guards were all innate masters. This was far more than the treatment of a fragrant master for Ping'an Town.

Chu Li waved his hand and motioned for Song Fei to leave.

Song Fei hesitated.

Chu Li stared, and slashed his knife to the top of his head.

Song Fei took a big step back.

Chu Li stared, waved his sword, threatened, and if he didn't leave, he would really chop.

Song Fei nodded helplessly, holding his fist into the shadows.

Chu Li knew that he ran to help the Lord, which was in his favor.

Chu Li Dayuan Jingzhi saw Feng Changwen's location.

He was in the second middle courtyard, slowly practicing a set of boxing skills, and forty guards surrounded the small courtyard.

Others wanted to break in, but had to rush through the guard circle.

If he used his closeness to the horizon, he would be able to reach him in an instant and behead him.

However, he must not be within easy reach of the world, nor can he go beyond the peerlessness that he is now exposing, never underestimate the world, there are too many smart people, and even a slight flaw can undermine his efforts.

Unless life or death exists, it will never be used.

He is now Zhao Dahe. Zhao Dahe is infinitely powerful, domineering, and physically overbearing. He has no internal strength to practice, does not perform lightly, and has explosive power generated only by strong power. Therefore, he has a short strange speed.

If he wants to kill Feng Changwen, he can only break through step by step.

Thinking of this, he flew towards the door.

"Boom ..." The thick door was knocked out of a hole, and then kicked it again, slamming it into it.

"Feng Changwen, come out to die!" Chu Li grinned thickly, and laughed, "I am here with Zhao Dahe!"

Dayuan Jingzhi saw ~ www.readwn.com ~ Of the forty guards, twenty rushed over, and the remaining twenty did not move. Feng Changwen was lazily practicing boxing, his movements were smooth, he was flowing and handsome. .

There was a smile of irony on his face, and he hummed, "I'm really not afraid of death!"

Chu Li shouted, "Feng Changwen, you coward, come out to die, don't send these wastes!"

He was talking, waving a sword to the Pingjiang style, and cutting a person's first class.

In these two words, he has killed three people.

Twenty guards surrounded him, wielding a sword and attacking wildly.

There were more than a dozen wounds on his body in a blink of an eye, and he ignored them, as if not his own body, but just killing one person with one stab, never emptying, and never losing his hand.

Twenty guards were originally daring, and felt that one person could cut him into a meat sauce.

At this time, he was beheaded by three people, his spirit suddenly disappeared, his steps hesitated, and the sword did not restore the sharpness of Ben. (To be continued.) To find this site, please search for "" or enter the URL: