Zongwu begins with the successor of the Seven Swords

Chapter 11 Talking

After seeing off the people from Tianwaitian, Qi Lin turned to everyone watching the show: "Everyone..."

As soon as Qi Lin spoke, everyone took a step back, except for Lei Wujie who was familiar with him and Wushuang, who was easy to find someone to ask for swordsmanship.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, Qi Lin, it seems that your future troubles are indispensable!" Wu Xin had a gloating smile on his face.

"It's all for you, otherwise I will come to this beauty shop to get into trouble with this body." Qi Lin glanced at this bad friend.

Wuxin clasped his hands together and said bluntly: "I will leave the next thing to you. I have been lying in the coffin for so long and finally came out, but I need to take a good rest."

Qi Lin knew that Wuxin seemed casual, but Master Wangyou, who was regarded as a pillar, passed away because of him, and his heart must have been broken.

"I recently received two guards, Minghou and Yue Ji. The Minghou lost his memory and you can help him find it back."

"By the way, don't let them go, they haven't paid off my debt yet!"

Qi Lin found something for Wuxin to do.

Wuxin nodded and came to Minghou and Yueji.

Qi Lin put a big hat on him when he came up, and Tang Lian and the others couldn't say a word.

Facing Qi Lin, he couldn't say anything, and sighed and went to Xueyue City with Tiannurui to send news.

"I owe you so much, and I still have a lifetime to pay it back slowly, don't worry!"

Qi Lin felt Tang Lian's fighting spirit, shook his head, and smiled and said, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore!"

Wuxin smiled and pushed Minghou and Yue Ji in front.

But he took Wuxin away today, and more people will come tomorrow. It would be better to make it clear now and finish these big heads, so the remaining small heads will be easier.

Qi Lin threw out the silver needle and sealed their true energy.

"In the past, Tianwai Tian went south and Ye Dingzhi killed the previous presidency of Jiulong Temple. As a disciple, Zen Master Dajue should avenge his master."

"Everyone, there is no need to be so scared. I won't be able to draw my sword again tonight!"

With Qi Lin's guarantee, Wu Chan clasped his hands together, recited the Buddha's name, turned around and left, and pulled away the golden coffin away.

The eight-foot-tall and the bulging muscles of Wu Ze's mouth tried to show that Kowloon Temple had no intention of hurting Wuxin.

The depressed Wushuang instantly felt energetic and jumped up and said, "Senior Brother, can you fight?"

Now that the twelve years are approaching, the Beili court has never said that it would tear up this agreement. Could it be that the leaders of Xueyue City and Wushuang City are preparing to tear up the agreement to lock the mountains and rivers?"

"Things are resolved!"

Tang Lian and the others knew in their hearts that Qi Lin was not borrowing the way from them, but from their masters.

Qi Lin opened his mouth and told the secret from twelve years ago: "However, since he has been waiting for twelve years, he should not be missing these days."

How could these disciples decide on such a big thing?

"I said I won't draw my sword tonight."

The Tang Sect is famous for its hidden weapons and poisonous techniques, but it is a strange thing to raise a gentleman like Tang Lian.

"What a master, senior brother can't beat it!" Wushuang couldn't expect so much, he only felt that his sword energy was forced back into the Wushuang sword box, and he couldn't even make a head start.

"I received the order to send the golden coffin to Jiulong Temple. Please don't make things difficult for sir!" Tang Lian could not make such a decision at all, and there was much hesitation in his words.

Hearing Qi Lin's words, everyone hesitated for a while, and then Tang Lian, Lu Yuzhai, and Wuchan, who had just arrived, stood up.

"Don't worry, I can definitely be an unintentional master."

"Amitabha, donor, Junior Brother Wuxin voluntarily lay in the golden coffin. Master Dajue just wanted to remove his secret technique of Rakshasa Hall, and he had no other intention."

Even if Xueyue City has new instructions, Tang Lian has no time to react after one round.

"When the imperial edict is here, will Song Yanhui listen or not?"

But he didn't know the grudges of the past.

"Twelve years ago, Tianwai Tian went south to attack Beili, but returned in a great defeat. He made a promise to lock the mountains and rivers with the Beili court and the rivers of the rivers and lakes, and left unintention to be the proton.

Wuxin flew down with Yueji, the Minghou who was locked by Xinzhong.

Lu Yuzhai didn't want Tang Lian to make this happen, but he still had to press his uneasy junior brother Wushuang to tell him not to draw his sword impulsively.

"No!" Qi Lin waved his sword finger and directly rejected Wushuang's sword energy.

But so what if you get Wuxin? What should you do in the end? Don’t obey the arrangements of the His Majesty in the Apocalypse City.”

The white-haired fairy and the purple-yield Marquis left, and with Qi Lin's strength, he could ignore everyone present.

Qi Lin took Changhong Bingpo back into the sword box and said to everyone: "Snowmoon City, Wushuang City, Jiulong Temple, Beauty Village, everyone who can speak can stand up!"

Qi Lin said sideways: "You owe me a favor this time."

Tang Lian was a person who believed in his own right. Qi Lin couldn't persuade him, so he just wiped out his mission.

If you say something wrong in front of everyone, then there is suspicion of rebellion!

"Mr. Qi's words are different. We are not going to kill this Wuxin, so how can we talk about tearing down the agreement?"

"Mr. Qi, what do you want to do?" Tang Lian spoke first because of Lei Wujie.

"Is it true that if you don't want to return to Tianwaitian and your Wushuang City? Song Yan's response is so active, it's just to compete with Xueyue City for the leader of the world.

Qi Lin looked at the empty courtyard and breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't said so many things for a long time, and was worried that he could not convince the other party just now.

"I'm so thirsty when I say so many things!"

Qi Lin used a little trick in writing.

The heart bell dissipated, and the Queen Marquis was about to struggle to get up.

"Let's go and ask the master what to do?"

Tang Lian was immediately angry and felt that this person was just trying to play a scoundrel, and silently slid out his fingertips from his sleeve.

As a caring little cotton jacket, Lu Yuzhai's first idea was to cheat his master.

Lu Yuzhai's palms were sweating. He had already seen the scene where he worked hard to grab Wuxin, and then the emperor issued an order to release people, and the people in the martial arts world joked about Wushuang City.

"You can take the coffin away, I didn't want it either!"

"Tang Lian, the coffin was taken away by the Jiulong Temple, and Wuxin would meet Dajue at Dafanyin Temple. Your mission no longer exists, do you still have to persist?"

Although Lu Yuzhai is not as good as Tang Lian's martial arts, he is more sensible than him, and he directly brings the topic back to Wuxin.

"I am not like Tang Lian, nor am I like Wu Chan and Wu Xin. I just follow the teacher's orders. The teacher ordered me to take the people in the coffin back, and I will do it."

"Master Wu Zen, you can't be the master of Jiulong Temple and you can't beat me. Please bring this back to Dajue, 'Wuxin is waiting in Dafanyin Temple to understand his grudges'!"

Wushuang nodded quickly, and then the two of his brothers turned around and ran away.

Qi Lin smiled and said, "Master Wangyou passed away. As a disciple, Wuxin wanted to bring his master's relics back home. So I ask you a way."

Lu Yuzhai waved his spear in his hand and said that he would never compromise.

Wu Chan's face showed a look of embarrassment, but he felt relieved. He still remembered the time he had been with Wu Xin when he was a child, and he had always been doubtful about Dajue's statement.

"Be honest with me! Can you two kill the old man Tianquan? Can you kill him under the siege of the disciples of Tianquan Villa?"

Qi Lin pressed them down, "It doesn't matter if you die, who will pay the debt you owe me?"

When Minghou and Yue Ji heard this, they stopped struggling, but Lei Wujie, who had been waiting for a long time, hurriedly came over.

Silently ask for support!

(End of this chapter)