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read2();　　 "Sen coins, a huge amount of sen coins, the news circulating last night is true!"

　　 A loud shout that resounded through the sky directly pierced the morning calm of the entire Xiaoyao City, and then a single stone caused a thousand waves to detonate the entire Xiaoyao City.

In the next breath, countless casual practitioners who had already been watching from the side suddenly moved out. It took only a very short time to surround the snow lotus high platform that rose directly from the center of the city, and then countless eager eyes, Staring straight at the fascinating fairy coins on the high platform.

　　 If it weren't for the weirdness everywhere on the high platform at this time, I am afraid that the desperadoes could not help but swarm up and start to **** the countless cents on this platform.

　　 cents coins are dazzling and charming, and then more and more wandering and casual repairs, gathered from all over the city to the side of the high platform, almost completely filling up every inch of land in Xiaoyao City Market Street, and the surrounding area is not leaking.

After that, the old San Xiu, who stood alone on the high platform, swallowed subconsciously. He had never seen such a battle in his life, so he clenched his fists tightly and took a deep breath three times before opening his mouth with all his strength. Roar:

　　 "Dear fellow Taoists, old man Lu Sheng, I have lived in this Xiaoyao City for the rest of my life, and I must be familiar with some fellow Taoists below."

　　 After the old roar sounded in the Xiaoyao Market, countless casual cultivators around immediately stopped their words, and the entire center of Xiaoyao City suddenly became extremely quiet, and then a monk who was familiar with the old casual cultivator opened his mouth and said:

　　 "Old Lu, boy, I have always lived next to you, we are old acquaintances."

　　The words fell, the old San Xiu on the snow lotus platform smiled, stretched out his hand and pressed it down, and the voice continued:

　　 "Dear friends, for the past countless years, the old man and I have always had a mission. That is to silently guard the descendants of Xiaoyao Sanren, and my current little master."

　　 When talking about the three words "Little Master", Lao Sanxiu's face gradually showed a fanatical expression, and the old loud voice continued to roll out:

"Everyone who is a Buddhist monk knows that this entire Xiaoyao City was built by the master of Xiaoyao Sanren. Therefore, as the young master of Xiaoyao Sanren's descendants, he should enjoy the worship of the entire Xiaoyao City, but in fact there is none at all. The heart of the house is kind, and I still open the starlight barrier that guards the market square every night for you."

After 　　, the old San Xiu swung his arms forward violently. Around the countless San Xiu, a stream of light belonging to the Starlight Enchantment rose directly and mightily. At the same time, a loud rumbling sound resounded throughout the sky.

　　 "The barrier is a starlight barrier. It turns out that this barrier is controlled by someone, and it can be opened in the daytime."

　　 Accompanied by an extremely violent riot, the starlight enchantment which was invaded by the wind and sand suddenly shrouded from top to bottom, completely covering the center of Xiaoyao City. At the same time, the fanatical voice of the old Sanxiu continued to sound:

　　 "My little master has been silently paying for the entire Xiaoyao City. To be fair, you can have such a stable life thanks to my little master.

"Originally, my little lord was high-minded and kind-hearted, and he did not reciprocate it. However, now that Beihai has changed drastically and the secrets have changed, it is enough for these sect children to go north to find opportunities, and there are still some shameless people staying in this happy city. And covet the beauty of my little lord!"

　　 Speaking of this, a thick anger appeared in the eyes of the old San Xiu, and he let out a roar:

　　 "It is tolerable and unbearable. Therefore, the young master has no choice but to make changes!"

After 　　 finished speaking, on the pure white platform, one after another, covered in black robes, appeared without warning, as if teleporting.

　　 Then, the upright and powerful Song Xinhao slowly stepped forward, looking around for a week, and a young voice came out:

"Everyone who is a casual cultivator in Xiaoyao City, first introduce yourself. Song Xinhao, under the seat of the saint woman of the snow lotus, practiced in the Central Plains on weekdays. Recently, he received instructions from the saint to bring people to Xiaoyao City. To a group of sect beasts who are inferior to pigs and dogs!"

The four words 　　 Zongmen Beast came out of Song Xinhao's mouth, and the countless wandering Sanxiu underneath suddenly changed their complexion, and took a breath.

For a long time, among the highly solidified classes in the Taixuan Land, the relationship between the wandering Sanxiu and the children of the sect is no different from the relationship between the prey and the hunter. In other words, the fear of the former has been accumulated for countless years. Down, it has long been ingrained.

But I don’t know why, after hearing this young spit on the stage, the hearts of the casual practitioners below suddenly showed a very happy mood, like a backlog of resentment for countless years, quietly releasing There was a trace.

　　 However, at the next breath, Song Xinhao's continued sound on the stage made all the casual repairmen who watched this completely change their faces.

　　 "Little Lord Snow Lotus is a descendant of Xiaoyao scattered people. Although I am a wandering and casual repair organization, the Snow Lotus Sect is not a fish to be slaughtered. Therefore, the heads of these sects are screwed off!

　　 The voice fell, Song Xinhao raised his hand, took a black cloth bag completely soaked in blood from the back, and then threw it to the front, several heads rolled directly down.

The eyes above these people's heads were still unbelievable before they died, but after rolling out from the high platform, the ground was densely piled up, looking up, there are old and young, many in number. , Actually more than a hundred.

　　 "Zongmen monk, I know the people among them. It is said that they came from several denominations with surnames in the middle. They died and were killed. How could this be possible?"

　　 A growing commotion sounded from the scattered repair group, and then this cry of exclamation spread outward like a landslide, causing more and more waves.

　　 At the same time, Song Xinhao in a black robe raised his feet and stepped directly on the head of the Zongmen disciple in front of him without mercy, and his voice continued to be louder and louder:

　　 "Those who offend my little master have only one word, die!

　　 "And this young man is going to tell you and everyone else, since Xiaoyao Sanren founded Xiaoyao City, this city has belonged to us wandering and cultivating. If these sects dare to be presumptuous, come and kill one by one!"

　　 Song Xinhao’s roar, like a roar of thunder, roared through the streets and alleys of Xiaoyao City, but under this sound, there was silence, deathly silence!

In Xiaoyao City, all the casual cultivators who heard this word closed their mouths tightly and were in a state of complete silence, and the look in their eyes, looking at the figure in the black robe above, was like looking at a madman through and through. .

However, in the face of the audible silence of the needle falling, Song Xinhao on the snow lotus platform didn't care. After that, he continued to step on the heads of these sect children, and slowly stepped forward, the voice of disdain in his mouth continued to resound. whole city:

　　 "No one dared to respond. My son is no exception, because I knew it when I came here. The wandering and casual cultivators in Xiaoyao City are a group of down-and-out, no-blood dogs!"