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Text Chapter 328: Pointing directly at people's hearts and eradicating the roots

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    Xiaotong only recognized one of the seven or eight people who suddenly appeared in the room, and that was Patriarch Chen Feng.

    "Grandmaster, you" Xiaotong was horrified when she saw a flash of cold light in the distance, and Jiang Qingyue had pierced her heart with a dagger.  As long as the dagger pierces Jiang Qingyue's belly, Jiang Qingyue, who is not very strong in body, will only die.

    But just when her dagger was about to hit her center, everything around her stopped.  The dagger flickered with cold light in the void, but the distance from Jiang Qingyue's belly could not be shortened.

    "Hey, there really is a loving and righteous woman. I just didn't know that you are so loving and righteous, so Fang Ling is so angry for you that he turned into a beauty!" Lu Wanlin glanced at Jiang Qingyue,  There was a hint of ridicule in the words.

    But at this time, Jiuluo Sha Nu¡¯s eyes moved when she looked at Jiang Qingyue.  She came to Jiang Qingyue's side lightly and knocked Jiang Qingyue's dagger to the ground with a shake of her hand.

    Jiang Qingyue could not move at this time, but her thoughts were very clear. Facing these people who were like gods, she knew very well that she and Xiaotong had no power to resist at all.

    A trace of tears continued to flow from her eyes.  If I had known that this would be the result, why didn't I just take it easy?

    It¡¯s better to die early than to cause trouble for him.  Although she felt that the possibility of that person appearing for her mother and daughter was not too great, her intuition told her that that person would definitely appear.

    And the consequence of his appearance is death.

    "Grandmaster Chen Feng. Who are they? What are they going to do?" Xiaotong looked at Patriarch Chen Feng and asked loudly.  At this moment, in her words.  There is no respect for Chen Feng anymore.

    Patriarch Chen Feng¡¯s face turned a little red. What were these people here for? How could he, Chen Feng, not know this clearly?  To put it bluntly, this is a shameful move by the Qianzhu Sect.  But he had to come over. After coughing slightly, Chen Feng said: "These fellow Taoists need your help with a few things."

    "Are you going to use me and my mother to threaten Uncle Fang Ling? Let me tell you. You can't do it, even if you kill me, you can't do it!" Xiaotong at this time.  Just like a little tiger, she felt that this was the only way she could protect her mother at this moment.

    It¡¯s a pity that she is still too naive.  Just when she finished speaking.  She felt like her body couldn't move at all.  She knew in her heart that she was already under someone else's magical power, and she couldn't live or die!

    ¡°If I had died earlier, maybe they wouldn¡¯t have to threaten my uncle.

    Uncle, no matter what, don¡¯t come out!

    Just when Xiaotong was having thoughts flashing around, he heard Wang Hetong's voice coming from outside the door: "Ancestor, there is a person who said he came to deliver a message under Fang Ling's instructions."

    The faces of Lu Wanlin and other ancestors.  They all showed smiles, and one of them even said with a hint of teasing: "I can't see this overlord. He is really a passionate seed. Hehe, if that's the case, then invite him in."

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? off  When he walked in, he felt a little uneasy, and feeling the ocean-like power around him, his face turned pale.

    "You brought Fang Ling's letter, take it out!" A Jindan master standing next to Lu Wanlin and others said to the man in a deep voice.

    The man said respectfully: "This junior did not bring Senior Fang's letter, but only some oral messages."

    "It's all the same, let's talk." The Jindan master glared at the visitor a little displeased and said angrily.

    The man touched the sweat on the top of his head and then said: "This junior is here to bring a message to some seniors. Well, is Patriarch Lu Wanlin here?"

    Lu Wanlin was stunned. He didn't expect Fang Ling to bring him a letter.  Does that kid still want to have a friendship with me?  He alone is worthy of being friends with me!  With thoughts flashing in his mind, Lu Wanlin said coldly: "I am Lu Wanlin."

    "Greetings to Senior Lu." Under Lu Wanlin's pressure, the monk bowed a little tremblingly, and then said in a low voice: "Junior has nothing to do with Fang Ling. He just met him on the road and was banned by his order.  He said that if I don¡¯t bring the letter to you seniors, I will explode and die in ten days.¡±

    Lu Wanlin nodded lightly and said with a hint of sigh: "This evil is ruining lives again. How can I allow him to do whatever he wants? Speak out his words boldly, and I will give you the ban in a moment."  Solved!"

      The man quickly bowed to thank him, hesitated for a moment, and then said loudly: "Senior Lu, the letter Fang Ling asked me to bring you is: your grandson Lu Yibiao is in his hands, as well as your four important  Grandson and five granddaughters are already in his hands. If you dare to lay a finger on Jiang Qingyue and her daughter, he swears to kill all your descendants!"

    Lu Wanlin hasn¡¯t lost his temper in years, but this time, he felt his anger suddenly surged.

    "What did you say? Tell me again!" Lu Wanlin could no longer maintain his previous demeanor at this time. He was roaring, and his hysterical attack directly caused the people with an astonishing momentum.  The person who spoke was pressed to the ground.

    If Xiaotong and Jiang Qingyue faced this momentum, they would not be able to resist it.  Fortunately, Xiaotong was beside Chen Feng, and beside Jiang Qingyue was the Jiuluo Sha girl. These two people were able to block Lu Wanlin's momentum.

    Under Lu Wanlin's momentum, the man just felt like the world was spinning. He didn't dare to move at all, but he finally had the courage to say: "Ancestor Lu, those words were all told by Fang Ling. I really don't dare."  That¡¯s how I talk to you!¡±

    Lu Wanlin had calmed down at this time, and he knew in his heart that what he said just now was definitely not fabricated by the monk who sent the letter.  After snorting, he said in a deep voice: "Is this how Fang Ling carries the letter with his red mouth and white teeth?"

    "No, he gave me a lot of things." As he spoke, the man patted his Small Universe Bag, and a flying sword only three inches long flew out of the Small Universe Bag. The man was respectful  He gave it to Lu Wanlin and said, "Ancestor Lu, this is the token that Fang Ling asked me to give to you."

    Lu Wanlin took the flying sword and glanced at it twice, then he sneered and said: "Although this flying sword is good, Fang Ling is really too naive. He thinks that with a good flying sword, he can deceive others."  Can you beat me? Who doesn¡¯t know that we, the children of the Lu family, all use hooks?¡±

    "Hmph, you babbler, I think you are clearly in the same group as Fang Ling, so today I will let you"

    The middle-aged monk suddenly panicked when he heard what Lu Wanlin said. He knelt down on the ground again with a plop and said loudly: "Ancestor Lu, I can swear that this flying sword was definitely given to me by Fang Ling. In addition,  , I really have nothing to do with that Fang Ling!"

    Just as he was speaking, Lan Pingzi, who was standing aside, suddenly reached out and snatched the flying sword from Lu Wanlin's hand. He carefully looked at the flying sword with his spiritual consciousness, and a trace of anger suddenly appeared on his face.  Zhong Geng roared: "Tell me, who gave you this flying sword?"

    "Yes, it's Fang Ling!" The middle-aged monk knelt on the ground, with endless sorrow in his voice.  Wasn't he just a little arrogant when he was walking? Why did he end up in this situation?  If any of you in front of you moves your lips, he will die without a burial place.

    "Then let me ask you, where is the owner of this flying sword? Tell me, where is the owner of this flying sword?" As Lan Pingzi spoke, he directly lifted the middle-aged monk up with his big, skinny hands.

    The middle-aged monk's cultivation in the foundation-building period would not make him feel suffocated, but Lan Pingzi's soaring power was not something to be trifled with.

    "I really haven't seen this junior!" The middle-aged monk said sadly: "This junior is just an ordinary monk, just bringing a message to Fang Ling. I really haven't seen anyone of that person!"

    With Lan Pingzi¡¯s performance, who doesn¡¯t know that the owner of the flying sword has an extraordinary relationship with Lan Pingzi?  Even Lu Wanlin's expression began to become serious.

    As the ancestor of Yuanying, Lan Pingzi is still very good in many aspects. He snorted and said: "Then tell me, what did Fang Ling bring me?"

    "Senior, who are you" The middle-aged monk did not know Lan Pingzi, hesitated for a moment, and asked Lan Pingzi softly.

    Lan Pingzi said angrily: "I am Lan Pingzi!"

    In the past, as Lan Pingzi, he would never take the initiative to report his name to an ordinary monk, but the owner of this flying sword is really important to him. In name, this person is him  A descendant of Lan Pingzi, but in fact, he was the son of Lan Pingzi who accidentally went down the mountain and met a woman he liked.

    With his position as Lan Pingzi, it didn¡¯t matter even if he revealed that this person was his son. However, for the sake of his own reputation, Lan Pingzi still kept his name anonymous and brought him into the Canglan Sword Sect as an ordinary descendant.

    Although this boy has not yet reached the time to use his magic weapon, after all, blood is thicker than water, and Lan Pingzi still views his biological son differently.  He spared no effort to help his son refine a flying sword that could be called a magic weapon, but was much weaker than the magic weapon.

      This son relied on Feijian and his reputation as Lan Pingzi to dominate the Canglan Sword Sect.  But he didn't expect that this flying sword would fall into the hands of the person who was summoning Fang Ling today.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? away off Lan Pingzi was quite doting on this son who came by chance, and naturally he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed at this time.

    "Ancestor, that Fang Ling said that as long as one of his disciples loses a hair, he will sacrifice your disciple's life!" The middle-aged monk gritted his teeth and said to Lan Pingzi calmly.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!

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