In the evening a few days later, the setting sun was like blood, and it was sunset.

The Hero Gang Liangzhou branch courtyard was crowded with people, and heroes from all over the world were clamoring, waiting for Long Qingyun to appear.

Seven days ago, Long Qingyun made a verbal promise to all the people from all walks of life at the Beihai Escort Bureau. Today, he informed everyone of the whereabouts of the "Ancient Suicide Letter" at the Hero Gang branch.

Hero Gang Living Room.

The whole hall was filled with people. There were Fang Jianbai, the owner of the Xiqiang Divine Power Villa, Ling Aotian, the owner of the Beiqi Longteng Villa, Yan Cangsheng, Fang Jianxiong, and Dali Hengdao Situ Chen, all of whom were masters in the realm of the Martial Emperor.

There are also Lu Wenxuan, the head of the four major families in Liangzhou, and a group of heroes from the world.

Branch rudder gate.

A pretty and charming woman in green was looking forward to it, staring at the end of the street with her wonderful eyes. This person was Long Qingyun's maid Chenchun. According to the agreement, before sunset today, Long Qingyun should rush back to the branch of Liangzhou City.

Chen Chun touched the tip in his arms and thought to himself:

"If the young master comes back in another quarter of an hour and he has to hand over the treasure bag to Butler Mu. The young master will not be in danger, right?"

Chen Chun looked worried.

Although Chen Chun was the gang leader Hu Yanxiong arranged the eyeliner next to Long Qingyun, during the process of getting along, Chen Chun was gradually moved by Long Qingyun's beauty.

Before he knew it, Chen Chun actually felt a strange feeling about Long Qingyun. When he couldn't see him, he felt a feeling of longing, missing, and worrying, and when he saw him, he felt a sense of surprise, joy, and joy.

Chen Chun looked anxious and stopped to look forward to it.

Time passed by minute by minute, and a crescent moon hung in the sky, with a vast color. The sun gradually disappeared and the night was coming. Chen Chun sighed:

"It seems that the young master will not come back today. I'd better hand over the treasure to Butler Mu." After saying that, he was about to turn around and go back to the house.

"Tait!"

With the rapid sound of horse hooves, four people rode on horseback, each of whom was wearing a blue shirt, handsome and extraordinary, which was Long Qingyun.

Chen Chun's frowning brows stretched out, and he went up to him and said crisply:

"Young Master, there are many people coming to the living room, waiting for you, butler Mu is afraid he can't resist it."

The anxious expression had not yet faded, and Chen Chun was secretly surprised: "Fortunately, the young master is fine, he is back safely."

At this time, Chen Chun looked around and shining, and was so charming that she was indescribably charming and charming.

Long Qingyun turned over and dismounted, looked at Chen Chun gently, and said with concern: "Chen Chun, don't worry, with me here, everything will be solved."

After saying that, Long Qingyun pointed to the middle-aged Qingxu and the woman in white behind him and said, "This is the head of Murong in Tianshan Sect, and this is Miss Murong."

Chen Chun bowed to Murong Cheng and Murong Xue with a hand. He was dignified and quite decent. He didn't look like a maid, but he clearly looked like a lady from a family.

Murong Xueying smiled and felt an indescribable feeling in her heart. Tuoba Xi said aloud:

"Let's go, Chenchun, let's go in."

Tuoba Xi and Chen Chun are already very familiar with each other and have already treated Chen Chun as their maid.

Chen Chun smiled and said, "Okay, princess!" After that, he handed the treasure bag to Long Qingyun.

Tuoba Xi and Murong Xue couldn't help but be stunned, and opened their eyes wide to look at Long Qingyun, not expecting that there was such a secret between the master and servant.

Long Qingyun raised his sword eyebrows, glanced at Tuoba Xi and Murong Xue, and said aloud:

"What's wrong with you two? What's wrong with this? This is a tip, not a sachet."

After saying that, Long Qingyun strode into the gate of the Hero Gang. A man came up from the corridor, tall and tall, and it was Chu Cuishan, the commander of the cavalry battalion.

Chu Cuishan was extremely happy to see Long Qingyun.

He said loudly: "Military advisor, you are back. It's great. The living room is already in full swing at this time."

Hero Gang Living Room.

Mu Zifeng paced back and forth, responding to everyone's doubts. In the past few days, rumors have been made in the martial arts world that the Hero Gang of Zibai Mountain was besieged by the Three Kingdoms of Donghan, Xiqiang and Nanyong, and the situation is in jeopardy.

The Hero Gang is in full swing and rain, and it seems to be a catastrophe.

Things in the world change rapidly.

A few days ago, the martial arts heroes were still afraid of the heroes' wealth and power. Now that they saw that the heroes' gang were defeated, they naturally no longer spoke politely.

A middle-aged man with a thin face, gray robe, sat on a pear blossom and wooden chair, with a fierce face and said sternly:

"Mu Zifeng, don't delay time anymore. Tell me, where is the 'ancient suicide note'? If you don't say it, be careful that my crazy knife doesn't have eyes and slashes your head."

He is arrogant and domineering and does not take the Hero Gang seriously at all. This person is the head of the Haisha Sect, Lei Zhendong, known as the "Twelve-Road Mad Sword".

Lei Zhendong is very famous in the world and is already the combat power of the eighth-rank martial king. Seeing that Mu Zifeng's martial arts cultivation is not as good as him, he simply used his words to inspire each other.

"I see how many heads do you have? How dare you play wild with my hero?" A stern shout suddenly came from the door.

Everyone was shocked and looked at the door. At some point, several people appeared at the door. The leader was a heroic and upright person, and the heroes were very talented. It was Long Qingyun, a military advisor to the Hero Gang.

Lei Zhendong was shocked. Seeing Long Qingyun's angry look on his face, he quickly left his seat, clasped his fists and said:

"Mr. Long, you are back. The seven-day promise you promised has made us wait for a long time." His tone eased a lot, and the arrogant intention on his face also restrained a lot. A hint of smile appeared on his horse's face.

Long Qingyun ignored Lei Zhendong, but clasped his fists to Qunhao and said:

"I am here to help Long Qingyun, a military advisor of the Hero Gang, and I have made all the martial arts heroes wait for a long time. I apologize, but..."

The modest and polite Long Qingyun suddenly changed his mind and said sternly:

"But the authority of my Hero Gang is definitely not something you can blaspheme with the 'twelve-way mad sword'. Say, are you commit suicide or apologize for yourselves? If you commit suicide, I can spare your Haisha Sect."

Long Qingyun's words were powerful and loud, and a powerful and powerful forceful martial emperor filled the surroundings, with a sense of decisive killing.

Lei Zhendong was panicked, his face was as bad as he was, his thin face was a little ferocious, and he said with a harsh look on his face:

"Long Qingyun, don't go too far. Today, there are so many martial arts heroes here, can you still dare to kill someone?"

Long Qingyun looked solemn and said angrily:

"What do you think? Since you are unwilling to commit suicide and apologize, I have to do it myself and see the trick!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a blue shadow flashed, and an extremely sharp sword had already stabbed Lei Zhendong.

Before Lei Zhendong could draw his sword, he fell down with a bang, his big eyes still opened until he died, and he didn't believe it was true.

One attack is fatal.

Lei Zhendong, known as the "Twelve-Road Mad Sword", is the priest of his sect and has not escaped Long Qingyun's move.

This move is so fast and powerful that it is rare in the world. It is the "No Clouds in the Sky" in "The Sword of Breaking the Sky."

Three or four disciples from Haisha Sect surrounded him.

Long Qingyun raised his sword eyebrows and said sternly:

"There are injustice and debts. Today, the head of the Haisha Sect offended the Hero Gang. I will only hold him accountable. Take your head back. He will not die, but his martial arts are completely useless. It is a punishment for disrespectful words to him."

Several Haisha Sect disciples were still hesitating, and the Liangzhou Prefecture Lord Lu Wenxuan said loudly: "Please carry your leader back, don't you still want to use force?"

Everyone was shocked.

Seeing several Haisha Sect disciples carrying Lei Zhendong away, the heroes in the crowd were shocked, but they did not make loud noises.

Long Qingyun's thundering method had the power of thunder, which shocked everyone in an instant. The atmosphere in the entire living room suddenly solidified.

It presents a solemn and solemn atmosphere.

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