Chapter 22 Plague Poison

A trace of dawn appeared in the east of the grassland, and it had been a night unconsciously.

The glow fell on Lin Qinglong's face, the morning glow was like blood, and Lin Qinglong's face became more and more ferocious.

He suddenly sneered: "Hum hum... Blood wave, from now on, there is only one way to die for those who look down on us. God comes to kill the gods, Buddha blocks and kills Buddhas. We want to become people in the royal country... No, the whole Middle Earth is frightening and talking about tiger-colored..."

Bloodthirsty teenager...

Dust-sealed sharp weapon...

Lonely companionship. In front of him was Lu Yu's thousands of troops and horses. He was not afraid to deal with it alone.

"God comes to kill God, Buddha blocks and kills Buddha, what a lofty ambition! It's just that this kind of big words can't be done by words. It depends on practical actions. If everyone could make a word, I would have become a fairy long ago. This person is Lu Yu. At this moment, he is no longer holding a bow and arrow. He only has a paper fan in his hand, swinging gently. Lu Yu is not like a martial arts master, but more like a playboy.

Lin Qinglong's yin and yang eyes were uncertain. He stared at Lu Yu's every move and sneered, "I think this is the famous Lu Yu, right? I have long heard that Yushu, the son of Lu Zhangmen, is in the wind. His martial arts skills are high. At a young age, he has become the leader of the young generation in Huayang Fairy Mansion. The future is good and bright, but when you meet me today, I'm afraid that the beautiful future will turn into a flower in the mirror and the moon in the water. Or, the head is different, and there is no place to die. But." Since he practiced the art, he has been practicing from the land of yin to yang, and has become fearless. Therefore, he wants to provoke Lu Yu. Once he provokes Lu Yu to take action, he uses the art to turn back - the heavier Lu Yu's action, the stronger the counterattack of the art.

Lu Yu frowned slightly and seemed to be very angry with what Lin Qinglong said, but soon he said lightly, shook the paper fan and smiled indifferently, "Are you Lin Qinglong? Lu is ignorant. I don't know when your little hero came out of Liangzhou City.

"Ms. Lu is talented and intelligent. Why don't you guess?"

Lu Yu looked up and down at Lin Qinglong, and finally his eyes fell on the blood wave of the dagger in his hand. He saw the cold light splashed everywhere, and the coldness was abnormal. At first sight, he knew that it was not ordinary, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "This dagger contains infinite spiritual power. What a spiritual weapon! No wonder the ghost-faced 'rushan' swords have been defeated! I think this dagger is a rare thing!" But thinking about it, I don't know where the dagger comes from.

Lu Yu smiled and said, "Brother Lin's cultivation is not bad. It's a pity to join the old man Huan Yuanyi. You might as well join my Huayang Fairy Mansion. You have good qualifications and the fairy base is excellent. I will definitely ask my father to teach you the secret skills of Huayang Fairy Mansion. I promise that you will be famous in the world in a few years!" Although he said this, he couldn't even recognize the remnant willow Huitian technique used by Lin Qinglong. It seems that the world of Huayang Fairy Mansion is already cold now. The former Huayang Fairy Mansion was also a powerful Xiuzhen sect, but now it is defeated by the father and son of the Lu family.

Lu Yu's expression on his face was indifferent, and it was clear that he was "all under control".

Lin Qinglong hated other people's expressions the most and sneered, "So, does Brother Lu want to recruit his younger brother? Or do you want to kill me?"

Lu Yu was thinking, "This man is young, and the Kung Fu City has reached such a level. It's best to recruit. If you can't recruit, you must kill him!" What he thought in his heart happened to be right by Lin Qinglong, and he couldn't take it lightly. He said, "To tell the truth, Brother Lin, it's rare to see that your talent is rare. I do have the intention to solicit. I don't know what Brother Lin's intention?"

Lin Qinglong sneered and said, "Mr. Huan gives me 10,000 taels of silver every month. How much can you give me?"

Lu Yu's face changed. Obviously, he was not as generous as Huan Yuanyi's. He still said with a smile, "Huan Yuanyi is a businessman. Naturally, he has more money, but I, Huayang Xianfu, is a great school of cultivation. There are all kinds of martial arts and magic secrets. Are the secrets not as good as those yellow and white things in Lin Qinglong's eyes?"

"But you want to rob Duke Huan's things, and some of them are too blatant. This is a little unreasonable! This is against God's law. I won't do it.

Lu Yu looked at Lin Qinglong's gloomy face and thought, "You are obviously a murderous demon, and you still say something about my young master... Humph!" Although he thought so in his heart, he said, "I know what Brother Lin is worried about. Since ancient times, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. It is fair and bright for me, Huayang Fairy House, to fight for treasures, because the Book of Shadows should belong to Huayang Fairy Mansion! If he succeeds in retaking the Book of Shadows, he will naturally not be able to treat you, Brother Lin.

Lin Qinglong laughed and said, "Is it upright? It's good for what you said. The whole city of Liangzhou knows that your Lu family is dombling. You can grab whatever you want. Do you think I'm a child? Is it so easy to fool?"

Lu Yu shook his head and said, "It seems that Brother Lin is determined to be my enemy of Huayang Xianfu today." It looks like a pity.

Lin Qinglong sneered and said, "I am your enemy of Huayang Fairy Mansion. What can you do?"

Lu Yu put away the paper fan, put his hands behind his back, and said with a serious look, "I'm afraid Brother Lin Qinglong can't leave today."

More than a hundred disciples of Huayang Xianfu behind him coaxed one after another, with strange tones of yin and yang, and said what unpleasant words, just like a vegetable market, like a shrew scolding the street.

"If you dare to fight with our young master, you are really afraid of the bear heart and leopard. This boy will definitely die here. Unfortunately, there is no one who comes to collect the body."

"Where did the bastard come from? How dare you challenge us, Master Lu? It's so boring!"

"To destroy this son of a bitch, he has been poisoned by the young master. He must not be able to live!"

Their expressions showed disdain and contempt, swearing, venting their resentment, and flattering their masters, but the soles of their feet involuntarily retreated, indicating that they did not forget Lin Qinglong's power so quickly.

At this moment, Lu Yu suddenly ordered loudly: "All the disciples of Huayang Xianfu will listen to the order and quickly go after the old thief Huan and grab the Book of the Shadows. The monks here will be handed over to me. None of Huan Gong's men will be your opponents anymore. Go ahead! Kill the old thief Huan and his thief party!"

After the disciples got the order, they were granted amnesty. As soon as they heard that there was no need to fight against the devil Lin Qinglong, they were overjoyed and said, "I will definitely live up to the high expectations of the young master. I will definitely go to the dog life of the old thief and take back the treasure of our family!" For a moment, it seemed that all the faces he had just lost had been earned back.

After saying this, the disciples of Huayang Xianfu were like a tide and retreated quickly. In the blink of an eye, they had disappeared without a trace.

Lin Qinglong frowned, like a twisted hemp rope.

He thought, "If Duke Huan is caught up by them, it will be a big disaster. His warrior Wan Wan is not the opponent of the disciples of Huayang Xianfu... It's just that this scoundrel pestered me, but what should I do?"

He was so anxious and worried that he grabbed the blood wave in his hand tighter.

Lu Yufeng smiled lightly: "Brother Lin, you have lost!"

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The disciples of Huayang Xianfu hurried through the dense woods, and their footsteps were like crazy drums, messy and annoying.

"Do you think there should be no more practitioners in the old thief's place? The killing god just now, good boy! It's amazing. The scene just now was really like hell. Blood and flesh flew all over the sky. I was so scared that I couldn't move at all!"

"What is it! Fortunately, we stood behind, and the anger did not affect us, otherwise this little life would have been over long ago!"

"So, I'm really afraid! God bless you, God bless you! When you go home, you must give more incense to Guanyin Bodhisattva!"

"Huh? Why does there seem to be a figure in front of you?

"What? Oh! It seems to be a woman!"

After a while, everyone was close, and they saw an enchanting woman standing on a tall boulder, giggling at the crowd. In the bleak morning glow, the laughter was extraordinary. It's gloomy and horrible.

That woman is Su Meier.

Everyone saw a stunning beauty. As soon as they got up, they heard her sneer under her red lips. They immediately realized that the woman was an enemy and not a friend. Their expressions were shocked and their swords were drawn.

"You witch, who are you! How dare you block the way of our Huayang Xianfu!" Several bold guys shouted one after another.

"I'm..." Su Meier giggled and said, "The person who came to take your life."

"With you, a witch, you dare to praise hundreds of us. You are undoubtedly a crazy woman!"

"Haha, you might as well catch this girl alive, rape her, and make everyone happy!"

Everyone is fearless. It is expected that with a woman, Wanwan is not the opponent of their hundreds of Huayang Xianfu disciples, even if they are only the lowest third-class disciples.

Hearing their abuse, Su Meier was not annoyed, but still smiled and said, "Do you want to catch me? Then come on. I'll wait for you here." The tone is crisp and gentle, full of provocation.

As soon as the voice fell, a disciple suddenly screamed, "Ah, I'm so itchy!"

Everyone just glanced at him, didn't care, and ran to the woman one after another.

Suddenly, another person in the crowd screamed, "Ah, this...what is this!"

Everyone finally changed their color and finally realized that some unexpected things had happened.

But it's too late at this moment. The screams have been rising and going one after another. Their faces are all blue and black, their eyes are shrinking, their eyes are bursting, and their eyes are covered with blood.

They scratched their skin hard, as if they could no longer feel any pain. They tore open their skin, revealing their bloody flesh and blood, scratched hard, and scratched hard.

"Itchy... Itchy!!!! It's so itchy!"

"My hand! My hand!"

The blue and black on their bodies is getting heavier and heavier!

Hundreds of non-human and ghosts scratched themselves crazily, not realizing that they were already bloody and bloody!

For a moment, this place was like a ghost on earth. Hundreds of blue and black monsters tortured themselves crazily - they would not stop unless they died.

Su Meier, who stood on the boulder, smiled and said, "Haha, I would send you to hell, but you don't believe it. Now do you believe it?"

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