Zongwu: I am playing badly in Huashan Inn

In the huge square of Huashan, everyone was stunned.

Huashan Sect is just a martial arts sect.

It is reasonable to collude with the Demon Sect.

How can it be called treason and betrayal?

However, the imperial court dispatched so many Jinyiwei and Changwei at once, it seems that the imperial court is serious this time.

Although the martial arts people who came to Huashan to become apprentices have the ideal of breaking the law with force in their hearts.

But the reality is still cruel.

Facing the elite and aggressive imperial army, they simply have no courage to resist.

"Sir, I am just here to become an apprentice and learn skills. I have not yet entered Huashan Sect, so I am not considered a member of Huashan Sect..."

"Sir, please be clear, this is my first day at Huashan."

"Sir, spare my life, I have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child..."

The person headed by Changwei is Zhao Jingzhong, an old friend of Lin Fei and Shen Lian.

He sneered and said, "If everyone says so, won't I have to check one by one?"

"I don't have that much time to play house with you!"

"Come on, get started!"

At this time, Feng Qingyang, who had been sitting lazily in his seat without saying a word, said loudly: "I haven't been out of the mountain for decades. It seems that people in the world don't take me, Feng Qingyang, seriously. Do you really think I don't dare to kill people?"

Zhao Jingzhong glanced at Feng Qingyang and said in a low voice: "I know you, Feng Qingyang, the strongest in Huashan Sword Sect. You can use the Dugu Nine Swords to break all martial arts moves in the world."

Feng Qingyang's face changed slightly, "You, how did you know?"

Zhao Jingzhong said: "Haha, our factory guards and Jinyiwei are specially responsible for collecting intelligence for the court. Can you hide this secret from me?"

Feng Qingyang said: "You little brat, if you have the guts, fight me alone!"

Zhao Jingzhong took a step back, stood behind the fully armed factory guards, and said with a smile: "Old Feng, the times have changed. On this Huashan Mountain, I have 600 Jinyiwei and 600 factory guards. They are at least third-rate masters. Even if you can break all the moves in the world, how will you deal with these more than a thousand people attacking at the same time?"

"Not only that, in Yunlai Town at the foot of the mountain, I still have 400 Jinyiwei and 400 factory guards on standby. Even if you have one or two innate masters in Huashan, what does it matter?"

"I advise you not to make meaningless resistance, surrender as soon as possible, so that I can go back and report to the 9,000-year-old!"

As he spoke, several young people who wanted to escape and came to learn from the master were caught and tied up and knelt in front of the Huashan Hall.

Zhao Jingzhong dragged his spear to the back of the young men, and the tip of the spear rubbed against the bluestone floor, making a tooth-grinding sound.

He smiled sinisterly and suddenly stabbed the tip of the spear into the back of a young man.

The young man groaned and fell headfirst...

...

Shen Lian hurried to Baicao Garden. Seeing that Lin Fei was not there, he chatted with Qu Feiyan for a few words and then left in a hurry.

Qu Feiyan pushed open Lin Fei's door anxiously.

"Master, something bad has happened!"

"Fuck, why didn't you knock on the door!"

Lin Fei pulled up his pants while covering Zhou Miaotong with a quilt beside him.

"Oh!"

After seeing this scene, Qu Feiyan quickly covered her face and turned away.

"Master, Brother Shen said that Zhao Jingzhong brought more than a thousand Jinyiwei and factory guards to Huashan Sect to cause trouble. Hundreds of imperial henchmen will soon come to Yunlai Town. What should we do?"

At this time, Lin Fei had already packed his clothes, and Zhou Miaotong ran away with a red face.

"Don't worry, I'm prepared. I'm just afraid that they won't come." Lin Fei said.

Qu Feiyan dared to turn around and said angrily: "Huashan Sect is in danger now, and you are still in the mood to do this with Miss Zhou!"

Lin Fei smiled and said: "This is a coincidence."

In fact, she had known about Lin Fei and Zhou Miaotong's affairs for a long time.

But in the world of Jiuzhou, it is normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines.

Not to mention a strong man like Lin Fei.

She also knew that in the future, Lin Fei's main wife could only be Yue Lingshan.

Sometimes, she had a little idea in her heart, that is, when she grows up, she will be a concubine for Lin Fei, even if she is a maid.

But Lin Fei seemed to have always treated her as his disciple. He gave her the peerless martial arts that everyone in the martial arts world dreamed of without even thinking about it.

But he never did anything that exceeded the master-disciple relationship.

She hoped that Lin Fei would do something a little out of line, but he didn't.

The most outrageous thing he did was to let her know about his relationship with Zhou Miaotong.

Qu Feiyan smiled and shook her head, blaming herself for being too young and not having grown up yet, and was afraid that Lin Fei would not look down on her.

"Let's go, let's go meet them. By the way, Feiyan, don't be soft-hearted when you see your enemies later."

Come to Yunlai Inn.

Qu Feiyan immediately knew what Lin Fei meant by what he said just now.

At first glance, she saw Ding Mian and Lu Bai, the murderers who killed Grandpa Qu Yang.

Last time, she killed Lu Bai's son Lu Qi at the Five Mountains Alliance Conference, which was considered to collect some interest.

This time, Ding Mian and Lu Bai were all present at once, and Qu Feiyan's eyes suddenly showed murderous intent.

But now is not the time to act.

In addition to Ding and Lu, there are many other people in the inn.

She knew Fei Bin, Le Hou, Zuo Lengchan, and Gu Songzi, the head of the Dian Cang Sect, who participated in and watched the Five Mountains Alliance Conference, Yu Canghai, the head of the Qingcheng Sect, and the Kongtong Five Elders of the Kongtong Sect.

In addition, there are some Jinyiwei wearing Feiyu suits, and they seem to be of high official rank.

Lin Fei walked into the inn with a swagger and patted the shoulder of one of the thousand households.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. Brother Lu has been promoted to a thousand households. It's really a cause for celebration! "

Lu Jianxing turned his head and saw that it was Lin Fei, his expression became complicated.

"This is the order of the court. Lu should execute it. I hope Brother Lin will not be offended."

Lin Fei smiled and said, "What a court order. I'm afraid the court you mentioned refers to the Nine Thousand Years Old?"

"How dare you!" The leader Wei Ting shouted, "Dare to slander my foster father, you deserve to die!"

At this time, Shen Lian and Jin Yichuan also came. Seeing this, they immediately drew their swords and stood beside Lin Fei.

Lu Jianxing said in a calm voice: "Lin Fei, I know you are very powerful and I know you are very good at winning people's hearts, but the world is after all the Nine Thousand Years Old. This general trend cannot be resisted by human power."

Jin Yichuan shouted: "Lu Jianxing, you villain, have you forgotten who helped you sit in the position of a hundred households? Now that you are a thousand households, you turn around to deal with us? Do you still have any backbone? "

Wei Ting sneered, "Lord Lu is a wise man who knows the times. We need such talents in the East Factory. You two have fallen to being waiters. How about this, you go and admit your mistakes to your adoptive father, and I will let you rejoin the Jinyiwei and start from a small flag, how about it? Hahaha... eh!"

Everyone suddenly felt a silver light flashing in front of their eyes, and no one could see clearly what was going on.

I saw a thin blood line on the neck of Wei Ting, the adopted daughter of the current 9,000-year-old Wei Zhongxian, the head of the factory guard who was just arrogant.

She fell to the ground in pain, holding her neck, and soon blood gushed out like a fountain, dyeing a large area of ​​the ground red.