Chapter 0768: The Man in the Sword Robe
Even Chen Zhao, who has always been sophisticated and calm, couldn't help but feel uneasy after hearing his granddaughter's return.
It can't really be a coincidence, right?
As soon as he thought of this, Chen Zhao looked back at both sides of the street again, and saw the team of more than 30 people who knelt to death on the spot, and a rather complicated feeling surged in his heart.
Chen Cheng's expression also changed slightly, and his mouth was dry.
"Let's leave this matter alone, anyway, looking at that son, he is quite approachable, and he shouldn't implicate us Chenmen."
Chen Zhao reminded in a low voice.
"Got it."
Chen Cheng's eyelashes trembled, and he fell silent.
It's no wonder that she is hesitant, mainly because she thinks it's a fantasy.
With the influence of the King of the Side-by-Shoulders today, how could he deal with mortals?
Even if you deal with it, there is no reason to be bumped into by their team, how much luck is that?
All in all, Chen Cheng thought that with her identity and Chen Men's status, she would not meet such a peerless figure standing at the top of the common people.
Looking not far away, Chen Songfeng, who was sitting on the ground with an extremely embarrassed expression, still felt palpitations after taking a few deep breaths.
Who the hell is this?
Unexpectedly, he quietly slaughtered a team of more than 30 people, and all of them were killed with a single sword, it is obvious that the person who shot is definitely a top master.
At the same time, there were not much traces of fighting at the scene, perhaps, the whole team quickly attacked and quickly disintegrated the other party's thirty people?
"If you are really so prominent, how can you sit in such a carriage? It's a bit out of your own status, right? ”
After Chen Songfeng staggered up, he first glanced at Ning Chen's location, then turned his head and couldn't help but speculate.
In his judgment, maybe it was really a coincidence?
"Could it be that this group of teams just offended a group of people who can't be dealt with, thus causing death? But the person who killed them has nothing to do with the guy in the back? ”
Thinking of this, Chen Songfeng's eyebrows raised, his right hand hammered the palm of his left hand, and he said to himself excitedly, "That's definitely the case." ”
"Hmph."
Chen Songfeng snorted coldly, "If you were really that high-powered, would you travel so low-key?" ”
With his right hand stroking the finger marks on his neck, thinking of the embarrassed appearance when he was grabbed by Ning Chen just now, Chen Songfeng's pupils began to glow with lingering killing intent.
"A gentleman's revenge, ten years is not too late, when you get to Xiangyang Dao, I want you to look good."
A cold smile appeared on the corner of Chen Songfeng's mouth, and his facial features were hideous.
Ning Chen, who was far away at the end of the team, was resting with his eyes slightly closed.
Song Que, who had already returned, sat opposite, wiping the blade for a while.
"This is called Liu Badao, it should be an eagle dog under the command of Qiushui Sword Valley."
After Song Que sent the knife back to the sheath, he reported in a low voice, "As far as I know, there are going to be a lot of celebrities in Xiangyang Dao this time, and it seems that there should be a lot of excitement here." ”
Ning Chen raised his head, slightly interested, "Because of that old valley master's birthday banquet?" ”
"It should have been notified a long time ago, so these celebrities don't know that the current Sword Valley is in an embarrassing stage of autumn rain." Song Missing Dao.
Ning Chen pouted, "According to your meaning, this king is not the right time to come this time." ”
"Maybe the old valley master's birthday banquet will be ruined because of this."
Song Que smiled dumbly, "Why don't we also prepare a big gift?" ”
"The big gift has already been given."
Ning Chen leaned back, his legs straightened, and he lay on the cushion with a playful expression.
Zhao Gongqing's head that was rushed to Sword Valley for eight hundred miles, they should like it very much, right?
Song Que turned around and got out of the carriage.
In the empty carriage, Ning Chen was distracted for a few seconds, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Dusk ends.
Two groups of teams entered Sangyang Road at the same time.
The huge vast city, standing under the sky, is like a god of law standing up to the sky, dozens of flags at the head of the city, fluttering in the wind, making a fierce sound.
Under the city are ordinary residents who are in a hurry, taking advantage of the dusk to return.
Derived from the characteristics of the north, the city pattern is mainly strong and stocky, which is naturally to defend against foreign enemies and forcibly attack the city.
Unlike the South, which is based on development and tends to focus on prosperity.
Therefore, any city in the north is far less prosperous than the southern region.
However, with reference to the development of today's times, this self-reserved land may soon face earth-shaking changes.
As a first-class city near the northern fringe, Sangyang Dao should have been assimilated earlier.
Standing under the city gate, Ning Chen, who was alone, shook his head and retracted his thoughts.
Chen Zhao's Chen Sect already had dozens of disciples who came forward to greet him in person.
Ten people stood side by side.
The leader was a young man, wearing a sword robe, with his hands behind his back, whether it was his gaze or his look, he always revealed a proud posture, his gaze was slightly raised, and his eyelids occasionally narrowed.
Looking at his appearance, he is not as good as Ning Chen, a jade tree in the wind, but he is not the kind of worldly person who can't be found if he is thrown in a pile of people.
In the final analysis, it is because of outstanding temperament.
Obviously, this young man in sword robe is the leader of this group of Chen Sect teams.
After Chen Cheng got out of the car, he glanced at the young man at first, hurried by, and seemed to deliberately escape, then lowered his head and followed Chen Zhao to pack his luggage.
The young man let out a sigh of relief, walked towards Chen Zhao with his hands behind his back, and called out to Master lightly, and gradually asked, "Have you found a rare gift?" ”
Chen Zhao's eyes dimmed instantly, shook his head, pulled the dry smoke in his hand, and was silent.
"Forget it."
The young man squeaked, "I didn't expect the sect to make much effort in my entry into the Sword Valley Holy Land. ”
Chen Zhao wanted to speak and stopped.
The young man's eyes turned, and he had already fallen to Chen Cheng, who lowered his head and didn't speak, "When you see me, don't you take the initiative to say hello?" ”
"Li, Senior Brother Li Xian."
Chen Cheng pinched his fingers and reluctantly called.
The man, whose real name is Li Xian, still maintained an expressionless appearance, looked around, and said in a light tone, "It's almost dark, go back quickly." ”
"Senior Brother Li Xian, Senior Brother Li Xian."
Chen Songfeng didn't know where to jump out, and after stopping Li Xian, he smiled and said hello, and then said in a low voice, "I have something to report to you." ”
As soon as this remark came out.
The team of peers turned their heads to look at Ning Chen, who was standing in another position.
And Chen Cheng and Chen Zhao's expressions suddenly became dull.
"Songfeng, don't talk nonsense." Chen Zhao opened his mouth to remind.
Chen Songfeng scratched his ears as a rare thing, and his footsteps moved towards Li Xian's side.
Li Xian comprehended and said to Chen Zhao, "Brother of the same sect, what can't you say?" Master, don't worry too much. ”
"Hehe, it's still the senior brother who said it right."
Chen Songfeng grinned.
His eyes deliberately fell to where Ning Chen was.
Li Xian took advantage of the situation to raise his head, and also looked at Ning Chen at the next moment.
(End of chapter)