Emperor of the Dragon Pro

Qian Kun, the head of Kaitian, is a young man, has superb martial arts, has spent his life fighting righteousness and squandering wealth, and has made friends all over the world, and is an old figure in martial arts.

When it comes to opening the heavenly palm in the rivers and lakes, everyone knows and everyone knows.

In recent years, he has gradually entrusted the affairs of the estate to his eldest son “Little Bully” Qian Tong, while he lives in seclusion and nurtures his days.

Unexpectedly, Qian Tong was killed. Zhuangzhong was full of sad clouds, and Qian Kun was even more anxious and angry.

Qian Kun has three sons and a daughter. Of the four children, only Qian Tong is steady and cautious, and he is thoughtful.

the second son, Qian Yong, has a suspicious personality, is perverse and violent, and is bohemian; the third son, Qian Jin, cowardly and indecisive; Daughter Qian Xue, a daughter’s family, can not entrust Ruo’s business to a woman, and Qian Xue is pampered, willful, and difficult to be a big task.

Qian Kun has a big face, a straight nose and a wide mouth, a red face, high and protruding temples, and profound internal skills.

At this time, he was shrinking his thick eyebrows, lying on the Tai Shi chair, his eyes looked at the arched gatehouse, and he sighed for a long time: “Why haven’t I seen a single person arrive for so long, what happened?” ”

Hearing this, Lao ~ Er Qian Yong said anxiously: “Dad, the invitation sent out half a month ago, I am afraid that all the villages and factions have already received it, it is said that someone will arrive in the near future, come to congratulate my father on his 80th birthday, but why is there no one missing?” ”

“Hey! It should be fast, maybe a day or two. It is also strange that after so many years of calm winds and waves, people have become more and more mentally lazy. In recent years, dozens of masters have died in the rivers and lakes, and on the surface, the wind and waves are calm, according to my father’s estimate, the day when the rivers and lakes will rise again is not far away, but it is a pity that the rivers and lakes that have been calm for more than 30 years will set off monstrous waves, and everything is really unpredictable. ”

Qian Yong said: “Dad, I think my Qian family has stood in the rivers and lakes for decades, who does not admire, who dares not to give face to my family, as for the accidental death of the eldest brother, it was the work of the rats of the rivers and lakes, and there is no big conspiracy!” ”

Qian Kun glanced at Qian Yong and sighed, “Hey! Why don’t you hope that your eldest brother’s incident is just an accident, but recently heard that the second son of Zhao Jiazhuang almost lost his life in Huangquan, which shows that the recent murder is not accidental! ”

When the words fell, Qian Kun corrected his slightly blessed body and said, “By the way, did Qian Ba inquire about the news come back?” ”

“Not yet, I have sent Zhuang Ding to look around, when there will be no big problem, the eighth uncle is resourceful, when he can deal with the accident, please father to relax, the child will go to inquire now!” Without waiting for Qian Kun’s words, he hurried away.

Looking at the back of his son’s departure, Qian Kun thought in his heart: “Old ~ second!” Are you really going to inquire? ”

While he was thinking about it, he saw Master ‘Shi Dangdang’ striding into the lobby. Before he arrived, he asked loudly, “Big brother, what’s the news?” ”

Qian Kun smiled bitterly: “No, sent a bunch of people, but none of them came back, it is said that they should have come back a long time ago!” ”

“Little brother go to see again, it’s really haunted, big brother wait slowly, I’ll come when I go!” Shi Dang said it, just step up.

“Slow!” Seeing this, Qian Kun’s heart moved, and he shouted: “Wait a minute, although Qianjiazhuang is not a big village, it is not an ordinary place, Zhuangding guards five or six hundred people, there are many masters, there is no need to panic about this storm!” Brother and wait slowly. ”

Shi dared to listen, but he had to stop and remain silent.

While the two were pondering silently, they saw a person staggering in from outside the arched door. The person who came stumbled into the lobby, it was Qian Qi, the housekeeper of Zhuangzhong, who was a passerby A.

When passers-by saw the owner of Zhuang, his face was terrified, and he said breathlessly: “Zhuang… Lord, great… Affair…… Not good, two groups … Tube…… Affair…… Passerby B… He’s dead! ”

Hearing this, Qian Kun looked cold and said loudly: “You know clearly, how did passerby B die?” ”

“Zhuang… Lord, I wait… It’s in… Gateway to Fenzhou… The side of the road to inquire about the news… What was found in the grass was long dead, a total of twelve people. I was assigned by the butler the day before yesterday to go out in four groups of twelve people each. It is estimated that there is no life left! After passerby A finished speaking, his face became even more frightened, and his body was still trembling, obviously afraid of being angered.

When Qian Kun heard this, his heart was shocked and frightened. Shi Dangdang also stood on the spot, and the two were deeply shocked.

Without waiting for the two to reply, another Zhuang Ding ran in in a panic, panting and reporting: “The owner… Go and inquire… Four groups of messages… All centaurs, on the way… All of them were killed, all of them died under their martial arts moves, and there were no other scars on their bodies! “……

In less than an hour, the news of the death came one after another. Qian Kun was frightened, abrupt, and angry in his heart, his body and mind seemed to be about to burst, he had lived peacefully for more than 30 years, and Zhuangzhong was full of business, but unexpectedly, today’s bad news came one after another, and the shock brought to him was beyond words.

It wasn’t until the sun went down that the butler Qian Ba returned to the village. When he saw Qian Kun, he asked impatiently, “Is there anything big happening in Zhuangzhong?” ”

“Big deal! So far this afternoon, forty-eight people in Zhuangzhong who went out to investigate, all died in the wilderness, all died in their own martial arts, the old man has seen the scars of the deceased, all of them are Qianjiazhuang’s martial arts path, it will not be wrong, but it is very similar to what Gusu Murong did, but that Murong Xiaoer is not an idiot, how can he do such a thing. Saying that, Qian Kun was worried: “Qian Ba, you have been out for the past two days, but there is news?” ”

Hearing this, Qian Ba said: “Owner, I went to the direction of Lu’an, and I didn’t hear any news along the way, but I heard that two more martial arts figures died in the inn, both of them are from Jiuzhai!” ”

Jiuzhai is a big force in the underworld, in fact, it is the nine cottages, and all the people gathered in the green forest are gathered.

“What? People in Jiuzhai! Hearing this, Qian Kun was shocked.

Qian Ba nodded and said, “Yes, I inquired carefully about Fang Zhi, the two masters who died were the two altar masters of ‘Linjiang Village’, both of whom died in the Yuelai Inn in Shangzhou City. ”

“Shangzhou Yuelai Inn! In Chang’an, not far from here, what does this have to do with my Zhuang? Qian Kun pondered bitterly, always unable to figure out the clue.

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Black Dragon Mouth.

The eastern section of the southern foothills of the Qinling Mountains is more than forty miles away from Shangzhou.

Two hundred li away from Chang’an, it is the pass from Chang’an to Henan Hubei Ancient Road. The place where the Liuyu River and the Qipan River meet.

Heilongkou is surrounded by mountains, with forks and ravines, both mountains and rivers, and beautiful scenery. Successive generations have passed through the Lan Pass, crossed the Qinling Mountains, passed through merchants or degraded officials and promoted officials.

Wang Shishu said: The mountain pass has never been called the black dragon, and the road to the northwest rushes here.

The division of troops Liu Ji people know whether or not, alcohol is sold on the street drunk old man.

Du Mushi said: Early into Shangshan Bailiyun, the sound of water under the Blue Creek Bridge.

The old sound of flowing water is old ears, and this time the whimper is unbearable.

The sunset and the sunset are red.

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