Three days before the end of rebirth

Chen Xinglie drank from a cup.

Even though he was sitting in the lobby on the first floor of a high-rise building, Chen Xinglie could feel that there was a hint of sword intent faintly emanating from the upper floor of this high-rise building.

This sword intention is extremely pure, and its source must be the sword Wang Shuangkai carries.

Shang Qingkong’s Ten Thousand Miles of Sad Autumn Sword!

The sword is in Yunlai Inn, which means that Wang Shuangkai did not escape.

Even if he escaped, Chen Xinglie wouldn't care.

A monk who can run away cannot run away from the temple.

Wang Shuangkai may be able to fly far away. Tushan Zongnuo is a large sect. In Tushan, the sect has been established for thousands of years and has many disciples. Where can he escape to?

The most important thing is.

Chen Xinglie was certain that Wang Shuangkai would not escape.

Disciples of a well-known and upright sect are different from evil heretics, especially those from a high-profile sect like the Tushan Sect, who value face the most.

Wang Shuangkai wrote clearly on the bamboo slips that he asked Chen Xinglie to come to the inn to look for him. Now that Chen Xinglie has arrived, if Wang Shuangkai escapes on his own, and this matter spreads out, he will definitely become a laughing stock among martial arts people in the world.

Wang Shuangkai is the true disciple of Lin Daoyuan, the leader of the Tushan Sect, and he cannot afford to be embarrassed.

Chen Xinglie was sitting alone drinking wine, feeling content and contented.

Li Qinglian had some doubts in her eyes.

Even though the cultivation of this ninth princess has already reached the third level of martial arts, the Hundred Refining Realm, which is much higher than Chen Xinglie's, the skills she can practice are the true methods of the Tushan Sect, which are not comparable to Chen Xinglie's Void Condensation.

Sword tactics.

Li Qinglian did not notice the sword intent upstairs.

When Chen Xinglie drank the entire jar of wine, Li Qinglian couldn't bear it anymore and asked in a low voice: "Master, Xiaoqing thinks that maybe Wang Shuangkai has left long ago."

Chen Xinglie knocked on the table lightly and signaled the maid to fill up the wine glass.

Li Qinglian was full of doubts, but she didn't dare to ask any more questions, so she had to lift the wine jar and continue pouring wine for Chen Xinglie.

Chu Jingyue said: "Junior sister, please be patient."

Li Qinglian hummed in response, and thought in her heart: "If I were the princess, I would have escaped hundreds of miles away, how could I stay in this Yunlai Inn, waiting for the big devil to kill me?

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Chu Jingyue was secretly looking at Chen Xinglie.

It’s different!

It’s really different…

The longer Chu Jingyue peeked at Chen Xinglie, the more she felt that the extremely handsome man in front of her, whether it was his words, deeds, or way of doing things, was completely different from the worldly talents she had met before. No one could compare with her.

Enter Chen Xinglie.

"This man is really interesting."

"If we say he is kind, he kills without blinking an eye. That day he entered Guang Zhengping's mansion and killed more than a hundred inner disciples of the Qingyang Sect in an instant. In terms of close relationship, all those he killed were

His fellow disciples, but he shows no mercy."

"You may say that he is cruel and cruel, but he is unwilling to kill innocent people indiscriminately. He is not willing to kill even an insignificant person like the innkeeper."

"Such a character is really hard to see through."

Chu Jingyue's eyes were a little dazed.

For a moment, Chu Jingyue actually forgot that with her status, she should not stand next to Chen Xinglie. Otherwise, if Wang Shuangkai came and saw her standing with Chen Xinglie, he would probably think that she had betrayed the Tushan Sect and followed him.

Like Li Qinglian, she took refuge in Chen Xinglie.

Don't worry about the matter being your own.

If you are concerned about yourself, you will be in chaos.

"Junior brother Chen! We are here."

Zhen Yingxiong led his second brother Zhen Haojie to gallop over, stood in front of Chen Xinglie, bowed his hands in greeting, and said: "Now that Junior Brother Feiyu is not here, if Junior Brother Chen wants to kill people, he will definitely have people around him to clean up the battlefield for you. What kind of person is Junior Brother Chen? If he bends down to pick up the trophies while killing someone, wouldn't it be disrespectful to him?"

"Yes!" Zhen Junjie added: "We two brothers are willing to do our best!"

The two of them stood respectfully aside, smelling strongly of wine and rouge and gouache, and there were even a few lipstick marks on their faces.

Obviously, the two brothers must have been in a brothel just now, having fun with this girl.

Now that they got the news, the two of them immediately abandoned the woman in their arms and went to play tricks.

"Throw this guy out." Chen Xinglie glanced at the innkeeper who refused to leave.

"Okay!" Zhen Yingxiong mentioned the shopkeeper, turned around and walked out.

Zhen Junjie couldn't keep up, so he quietly made a gesture of slitting his neck, and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to kill him to avoid future troubles?"

Zhen Yingxiong glared at his second brother fiercely and lectured: "Stop talking nonsense! Junior Brother Chen said it's embarrassing, so we have to be embarrassed, do you understand?"

Zhen Junjie suddenly realized, "We are the best at things like embarrassment..."

The two walked away muttering.

Li Qinglian heard the words of the two brothers clearly and thought to herself: What these two living brothers are best at turns out to be embarrassing...

Poof!

Li Qinglian couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Chu Jingyue couldn't help but look back at Li Qinglian, feeling that this junior sister seemed a little heartless, but she could still laugh under this situation.

"I never thought that the two junior sisters would also come."

A voice sounded from the direction of the stairs.

This man stepped on the steps and walked downstairs slowly. He held a folding fan in his hand and a sword hanging at his waist. He was wearing a luxurious robe. His big sleeves were flying when he walked, and the long beard on his chin was swaying slightly. At first glance, he seemed... She really has a graceful and graceful demeanor.

He is worthy of being the head disciple of a famous and upright family.

With this appearance alone, he is many times stronger than the disciples of the Demonic Dao Sect.

Of course, except Shi Feiyu.

Chen Xinglie looked at this person, and the past came to mind, and he immediately compared the person in front of him with the disciple of Tushan Sect who was always thinking about fighting for love and pursuing Zhao Yumeng in his memory.

As the saying goes, what you see on paper is ultimately shallow.

After all, the memories of the past are not as good as seeing them with your own eyes.

No wonder you dare to compete with me for Zhao Yumeng.

This king's handsome appearance is 50% to 60% as handsome as mine, and he can be considered a rare handsome man in the world.

It's a pity that he is too arrogant.

There is actually a sword intention hidden in the bamboo slips to plot against me!

Does this Wang Shuangkai really think that he is the famous and unparalleled Lao Wang next door?

Chen Xinglie held the wine glass and sipped it gently. Before he could speak, Li Qinglian and Chu Jingyue had already bowed their hands to Wang Shuangkai and saluted, saying "Greetings to Senior Brother Wang".

Wang Shuangkai walked slowly, glanced at Chen Xinglie, and ignored him. He only stared at Li Qinglian and Chu Jingyue with cold eyes. Then he frowned and asked coldly: "You two , to be together with this evil heretic. Do you two still have me, the true disciple of the sect master, in your eyes? Are you trying to betray your master?"

The true disciple of the sect leader?

So majestic!