The king of Hades who was hunted down by the system

Chapter 54 Fu Yulou (for collection!)

Purple smoke rises from the bronze censer.

On the [-] blue stone steps of Xie Yu Palace, a young man in a white Taoist robe stood in front of the incense burner, his eyes were cold and cold, and he threw it down the mountain like a sword.

The man had a white jade face, a blood-red mole between his eyebrows embedded in his sword-like long eyebrows, and his thin lips seemed to be drinking blood. They were pursed in a reserved manner. His temperament was not angry but powerful, and he naturally looked like an immortal.

Behind him stood hundreds of disciples in blue Taoist robes, all holding sharp swords, with serious faces, waiting with their hands down.

The man holds a few sticks of dark sandalwood, inserts them into the soft incense ash and glutinous rice, and seems to open his lips carelessly.

"Are they coming?"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, a man with a square face and a tall face in a green Taoist robe came forward, walking like a tiger, but behind the man with a red mole on his brow, he showed a cautious look.

"Return to Palace Master! Gui Yuanzong Cai Lan has arrived at Qingyi Town at the foot of the mountain!" The tall and strong man clasped his fists respectfully and replied, looking at the back of the man with the red mole on his fingers.

That is their new Palace Master of Xie Yu Palace!
Two years ago, the master of the old palace practiced kung fu and died of disordered meridians. His third disciple, Fu Yulou, defeated the elders and disciples who seized power from all walks of life one by one.

It can be said that Fu Yulou stepped on the blood rain all the way to sit on the throne of the palace lord. As for whether the death of the old palace lord has anything to do with Fu Yulou, people like them dare not guess.
Fu Yulou lightly stroked a brown token in his palm, thinking for a moment.

"Only him?"

"Return to the palace master! There is another man beside him, who doesn't seem to be from the world!"

After hearing what the tall and strong man said, Fu Yulou did not take it lightly.

If he had underestimated his opponent, he would have died in the fight two years ago.

"It's just a look."

The token in the palm had blood-like lines, and the red mole on Fu Yulou's eyebrows was even more vivid, as if it was a little splashed by the blood gushing out during the murder.

"Everyone performs their duties. We wait for the people from Yuanzong to come up. After that, they won't be able to leave if they want."

Since Fan Xingyan didn't succeed, can he think that the man's strength is far superior to the West Wind Swordsman?
"Lin Luo!"

Everyone behind heard the words and dispersed, leaving only the tall and strong man to step forward and obey orders.

"Today is the day for worshiping blood food. Send more people to Fengxian Cave. There must be no mistakes!"

Fu Yulou squeezed the token in his hand tightly, and he had a -- very bad premonition!
How many people were killed two years ago to climb up to gain the trust of Ghost Palace!

now is the time
Absolutely, absolutely nothing can go wrong!

"This is all for Xie Yugong."

The man sighed softly, his white Taoist robe fluttering in the mountain wind.

Passing through the second red mountain gate on the mountainside, there is a bronze incense burner placed on the vast white stone flat ground.

The blue-purple smoke rose to the clouds, and the air smelled of paper ash and sandalwood. Behind the smoke, dozens of disciples in Taoist robes in green were busy, as if they were preparing for something.

Although Baiwu Mountain is very high, almost as high as Huashan Mountain in the previous life, it is still easy for a warrior. After climbing up, Mo Ren felt that his face was not red and out of breath, and when he looked at Cai Lan, he looked sparse and ordinary.

Not long after the two of them stood still, a tall and strong man came up to meet him. He was also dressed in a Tsing Yi Taoist robe, but there was a trace of gold thread on his belt.

Different from his appearance, his words and deeds are extremely polite, and he welcomes him with his hands up, with an upright and sincere expression.

"I don't know why the young hero came here?"

The tone seemed to be unfamiliar to the two of them, even though Cai Lan had already taken off her bamboo hat, she still looked dazed.

If it wasn't for Mo Rang feeling that someone was watching in the town, maybe he would have believed the man's nonsense.

"It's natural to come here for something, but I don't know if you are the person in charge?"

Mo Rang smiled softly, but there was sarcasm in his tone, which made Lin Luo not sure what he was thinking.

The tall and strong man also smiled kindly, showing no sign of displeasure.

"There are visitors from Xie Yu Palace from all corners of the country, and I am the one who receives distinguished guests from all over the world for the palace lord, so I can barely be regarded as the master."

"Oh."

Lin Luo looked embarrassed, with a stiff smile on his face, unable to figure out what he meant by "oh".

He still wanted to continue the conversation, but he saw the handsome man in the green bamboo shirt opposite him put away his smile, his eyes were deep and murderous, his whole body was as cold as nine days of ice and snow, and he was completely different from the gentle and spring breeze just now.

The man even pulled out a long knife out of nowhere. He fixed his eyes and found that it was a Jackdaw!
Isn't that the knife of the West Wind Swordsman? !

Wasn't Fan Xingyan sent by Ghost Palace to intercept and kill Guiyuan's disciples? !
Could it be that the famous West Wind Swordsman died in the hands of this man in the end!

Thousands of thoughts raced through his mind, and the last thought gradually changed from surprise to confirmation. Lin Luo's muscles tensed up, ready to guard against the man's attack at any time.

Mo Rang's eyes were fierce, although it didn't turn scarlet, but Lin Luo fell into a sea of ​​blood, and he said every word: "Can't you understand people's words! Call your palace master!"

A strong stance can work wonders on certain occasions.

Mo Rang did not intend to hide his strength in this game for himself and the young man to retreat safely.

Now that the level of the monster is unknown, it is not worth the loss to sneak into the enemy's camp rashly. Only your own strength can make the opponent feel scared. Even if you can't get reinforcements, you can at least retreat completely and stop the loss in time.

He clenched the Jackdaw tightly, with murderous intent.

Even if there is an abyss in front of him, he will make the abyss shake!

The tall and strong man in front of him took a few steps back, frowned and said, "This is Xie Yu Palace!"

"Of course I know, so - call your Palace Mistress to come out now!"

In fact, there was no need for a tall and strong man to call. Mo Rang had already seen some disciples running away in a hurry. At this time, a vacuum area was formed in the place where the two faced each other. Some disciples who seemed to approach were blocked by Cai Lan with a sword.

Although Cai Lan felt that this move was inappropriate, if Xie Yugong could not be exposed today, he and the others would have no choice but to meet the fate that many others would expect.

"Then do you know that you are provoking Xie Yugong now!"

"Ah--"

Mo Rang didn't care, there was a malicious smile on the corner of his mouth, he didn't know how he would be ambushed when he entered the Xie Yu Palace for things that could be solved outside.

It's better to tear your face, it's better for everyone.

He became even more imposing, posing in the posture of West Wind Three Swords, and the black mist under his feet flashed past. Before the people around him could react, they saw the snowy jackdaw in his hand resting on Lin Luo's neck. With a light swipe, blood will splatter three feet!
The crowd shook!

Dozens of Xie Yugong disciples in Taoist robes in green clothes surrounded them, Mo Rang remained unmoved, but Cai Lan's expression became more serious.

It is at the time when the sword is on the verge of breaking out, when the undercurrent is surging——

"Who is making noise in front of my Xie Yu Palace?!"

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　Alas, even if I am lucky enough to be classified and pushed, I am still very weak.I woke up suddenly when I turned on my writer's assistant at two o'clock in the evening-I have only been writing a book for 36 days.I failed to restrain the pressure I put on myself, and I was too obsessed with data.

　　Hehehe, I did a self-reflection in the middle of the night, readers, please don't dislike me.

　　Obediently ask for a collection, I hope readers can give me some advice.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)