Chapter 167 Northern Underworld Shock

A few days later, Chu Tian and Qing'er returned to Beiming Mountain City, which had been separated for more than ten days. In the outer city after a war, the broken traces left after the war can be seen everywhere, but people's lives must continue.

After noon, there was a heavy snowfall in the sky, and the streets looked deserted and lonely, and there were almost no passers-by.

The doors and windows of every family are closed, and most of the noisy shops and pubs in the past are also closed. A few open doors are also empty and empty without a guest. It seems that with the arrival of winter, the whole mountain and the whole city have entered a long and dead sleep.

Looking at the cold and lifeless street in front of him, Chu Tian couldn't help but say, "It's strange that when this outer city is like a ghost city, and there is no one in the daytime?"

Inadvertently, he saw a shop with a locked door on the street and faintly felt familiar. When he saw the gold paint sign hanging on the door, he immediately said, "Isn't this the old refinery shop?"

When he first arrived at Beimingshan City, Luojia brought himself to visit the shopkeeper here and spent 5,000 taels of gold to repair the Cangyun Yuanchen Sword. Later, due to all kinds of things, Chu Tian never had a chance to come again.

He walked to the refinery shop, reached out and knocked on the door and said, "Is Lao Zhu at home?"

After waiting for a long time, the door of the refinery shop opened a thin crack, which showed half of the old cast's face. He looked at Chu Tian cautiously and asked carefully, "Sir, who are you looking for--?"

Chu Tian smiled and said, "Uncle, don't you know me? In Xia Chutian, I once came with Luo Jia.

Lao Zhu's eyes lit up and he said, "You are Mr. Chu. Look at my memory!" He looked at Qinger and said, "This girl is your friend, but I don't know what to call her."

"Qing'er." Qing'er's face was covered with a veil, revealing only a pair of dark bright eyes.

She is the biological daughter of Lin Yinxue, the leader of the demon religion today, and she has an old grudge against the Northern Underworld. Fortunately, except for Luojia and Youao Mountain, no one else in Beiming Mountain has seen it, but they are always unwilling to casually expose their identity and cause trouble.

Although Lao Zhu and Chu Tian only have one side of his relationship, he has repeatedly heard about him in the past year, and he is also quite impressed by this teenager. Coupled with Luo Jia's relationship, the color of timely vigilance and vigilance suddenly disappeared, replaced by a heartfelt surprise. He hurriedly opened the shop and said, "Mr. Chu, you just came back from the outside. Come on?"

Chu Tian stood under the eaves of the corridor, shaking the snow on his clothes and said, "Yes, I went on a long trip. Uncle, why are the merchants on the street closed in the daytime, and even you are closed?

Lao Zhu's face tightened when he heard the words, as if there was something difficult to say. He whispered, "Mr. Chu, it's snowing outside. Let's go to the first house first. I'll make you a pot of tea and talk about it slowly.

Chu Tian looked at the words and became more and more suspicious that something big must have happened in Beiming City in the past ten days since he left. Is it possible that the news that the demon religion wants to attack the Northern Pluto has spread here, so that the grass and trees are all soldiers?

At this time, someone in the street behind him suddenly said, "I've seen Mr. Chu!"

Chu Tian turned around and saw a direct disciple of the Northern Underworld Mansion in yellow standing in the snow, hugging his fist and saluteing himself.

"Are you a direct disciple of the You family?" Chu Tian saluted and said, "We met at Mrs. You's 100-day festival."

Youlian said, "My father, You Weifa, is one of the elders of the You family. It is rare for Mr. Chu to remember it."

Chu Tian noticed that when he was talking to You Lian, Lao Zhu's eyes became gloomy and vaguely revealed a strange trace of tension.

He said quietly, "I don't know what you have to say?"

You Lian answered, "My lord heard that Mr. Chu had returned to Beiming Mountain City, and I specially ordered him to come and invite him. Uncle Aoshan and Her Royal Highness are also waiting on the Fayan Peak.

Chu Tian said to himself, "Is it true that something big has happened in the Northern Underworld? Otherwise, Youqiren, Brother You and Luojia would never be so eager to see me.

He was worried about the safety of Luojia and You'ao Mountain, and immediately nod his head and said, "Okay, I'll go to Fayan Peak with you to see the Marquis!" He turned around and said apologetically to Lao Zhu, "Uncle, your good pot of tea can only be left for next time."

Lao Zhu's face was gloomy and blue. He suddenly looked at You Lian and said, "Is it true that Marquis You invited Mr. Chu to Fayan Peak?"

You Lian's face changed slightly and he said coldly, "I act under the order of Youhou. When will it be your turn, a small grassy man in another city, will you not be afraid of disaster and affecting your family?"

Qing'er sneered and said, "What a powerful disciple of the You family. Uncle, if you have anything to say, just say it. If anyone dares to touch one of your fingers, I will break his arm!"

Lao Zhu turned his heart and said, "Mr. Chu, I heard the news--"

As soon as the words came out, You Lian shouted coldly, "Be presumptuous!" He raised his hand and shot out a bunch of green and faint quenched cold awns, which turned out to take the life of the old cast.

Chu Tian has been on guard for a long time. He was silent and motionless like a mountain seal gathered in his left hand. The five-finger Zhang Ling took an empty photo, inhaling the bunch of cold light into the palm of his hand, and then refined the toxicity on the hidden weapon with the ancient immovable printing. His fingers were slightly vigorously crisp, and the two broken "rotten heart darts" fell on the white snow, and the toxicity was lost, such as stubborn iron. .

Youlian was shocked. Before he could react, the red light soared in front of him. Yan Fu's whip was as sharp as a dragon, and it was locked to his neck.

Youlian didn't have time to draw his sword, so he hurriedly carried his palm to block it. As a direct disciple of the Northern Underworld, his cultivation has reached the peak of the realm of Yuanming. He is only half a step away from stepping into the ranks of the holy masters. In the young generation of the Youshi family, he can also be called one of the few top figures.

However, he was really unlucky today, but he met Qinger, who was younger and hotter.

"Bum!" The whip's palms hit, and his face was white, and his body staggered back three steps. He only felt that his arms were like lead. He was forced into his body by the other party's fierce and domineering energy, and his chest was stuffy. He was shocked and asked, "Yan Fu magic whip, who are you, the master of the magic religion, Lin Yingxu?"

Qinger sneered and said, "I said that whoever dares to cast a finger will break his arm. But you want to take his life. Where can I break you?

When talking, the Yanfu magic whip attack was like a tide, and it was dangerous to take care of this and lose the other.

He didn't expect that the cultivation of this yellow-haired little girl who seemed to be thirteen or fourteen years old would be so amazing. He was afraid that he was not under the masters of the Northern Underworld Mansion, and his left arm was whipped in only three or five rounds, and his bones were broken and blood was dripping. He cried bitterly, "Mr. Chu, I came to invite you by the order of the head of the family, but you condoned one. What's the reason why the demon girl committed murder in Beiming Mountain?

Chu Tianxin knew that Qinger's cultivation was far above the Youlian chapter, and did not pay attention to this guy's bite. He said with his hands behind his hand, "Qing'er, there are many dreams at night."

Qing'er was fine, and Yan Fu's whip suddenly stood like a gun to destroy the withered and pull the rotten momentum straight to the heart.

Youlian was shocked and let out a long roar to try to summon his companions, and his right palm was full of effort to fight out.

Unexpectedly, Yan Fumo's whip shook a shot and suddenly drew a soft arc to avoid the right palm block of the youlian chapter, and circled behind him as fierce as a dragon and turned back and attacked again.

Youlian only felt that his neck was tightly wrapped tightly by the Yan Fu magic whip, and the roar seemed to be the rooster pinched by the throat suddenly stopped. The whole person flew up in the air, and the meridians were sore and numb that there was no power to return.

"Bum!" Qinger waved her hand and lay on the ground like a dead dog. Qinger deliberately slowly tightened the Yan Fu magic whip wrapped around his neck and said, "It seems that I can only break your neck."

Yourian's eyes turned white, and the poor meridians were controlled and there was no way to perform magic skills. He roared in a low voice, "Bad girl, even if you are arrogant for a moment now, my Youshi family will never let you go!"

Chu Tian rolled his eyes and let Qinger start to rectify the Youlian article. He turned his head and asked Lao Zhu, "Uncle, you haven't finished what you just said."

Lao Zhu looked at Qing'er in a daze. He never dreamed that she would beat a direct disciple of the Northern Underworld without ten rounds.

Listening to Chu Tian's question, he woke up like a dream and said, "Mr. Chu, something big has happened in Beiming Mountain - the owners of major families, including Youhou, have been missing for more than ten days, and it is rumored that they have been under house arrest in Youyuan Hall. Nowadays, Beimingshan City has been fully taken over by the Senate, and even the Dinglu Peak of the King of An has not been spared!"

Chu Tian was shocked. He secretly glanced at the street and said, "Qing'er, don't kill him for the time being. Bring him to the house first."

Qinger nodded slightly, shook Yan Fu's magic whip, and was dragged into the refinery shop all the way on the ground.

Lao Zhu quickly closed the door and said urgently, "I heard that many leaders of many families did not want to surrender to the Yuanlao Association. As a result, only a few of them could escape by chance. There have also been several bloody battles in our outer city, which scared all the merchants to close their doors, and no one dared to go to the street to cause trouble. These days, many families have sneaked out of the city one after another. I have wanted to leave several times, but I finally couldn't bear to part with this shop.

Chu Tian's heart gradually sank and asked, "Do you have any news about Luojia and Brother Youao Mountain?"

Lao Zhu shook his head and said, "I don't dare to ask people, but I'm afraid they are more or less lucky. Now the holy city has completely become the world of the Senate, and all the people with different aspirations have been suppressed.

If others are aware of such a shock, most of them will be at a loss. But Chu Tian has always been calm and calm. Although he cares about the life and death of Luojia and You'ao Mountain, he can still lose his inch and said, "Qing'er, bring that guy here."

With a roll of Qing'er's magic whip, he threw the Youlian chapter to the feet of Chu Tian.

Chu Tian grabbed the bun of Youlian and forcibly pulled his head up. He said slowly, "Who instructed you to lure me to Fayan Peak? Where are Brother You and Luojia?"

Unexpectedly, the article is very stiff, and his eyes are closed without saying a word.

At this time, Chu Tian and Qinger's spiritual platform gave rise to alarm signs at the same time, and they noticed that a large number of masters of the Northern Underworld were rushing to the imperial wind of the refinery shop. Obviously, they were attracted by the roaring alarm of the mysterious article.

Qing'er Yu's face was so cold that she sneered, "There's another death!"