Fast and slow through the ever-changing life

Chapter 91 Chapter 91 Heroine Witch (10) Second Watch

Zong Yue still felt his energy and blood rising, and angrily threw up his sleeves and left.

As soon as he walked out of the yard, there was a trace of blood red at the corner of his mouth.

"Take care of me if you have time, why don't you go find your son, I don't know where he is dying." There was a sound of gloating in the yard, and Zong Yue smashed the rockery by the roadside with his palm.

"Go find Zong Yiming for me!"

Half a day later, the people in Huangxi Town saw a lively scene.

The leader of the Qinyue Sect personally found Zong Yiming in the guest room of the best inn in the town.

Tomorrow is the exchange meeting. As a young sect, Zong Yiming is really happy to be in the inn with the owner of Huayu Pavilion.

Zong Yue also spat out blood from the anger.

"You bastard! It's just a Hongchen sect that has disappeared for 20 years that scares you like this! What kind of Hongchen sect is just some restless fox pretending to be a tiger, you also believe it! What's going on with your brain!" After signing the contract, he hated iron.

With this ghostly look, how will he take over Qin Yuezong in the future, and how will he stand proudly among the heroes.

"At the beginning you pulled your elder brother down by all means, I thought you could take Qin Yuezong to go further! How did you know that you were still a love seed, planted on a dead person! If you do this again in this exchange meeting, you will not be qualified As a young master, your eldest brother's current residence will be yours." Zong Yue was still extremely disappointed with his younger son.

The Zong family is gone, and now the Zongmen is their only support.

In a small courtyard in Huangxi Town, Yue Qi listened to the report from his subordinates and filled his teacup.

"Tell Gao Xiao, let him agree to Hong Yuelan's assassination, it's a pity to let him go." Yue Qi once again changed his appearance into red and enchanting.

"Young master." Qin Yin told the girls to step aside.

"Tell Lian'er to take off the mask. It's dangerous tonight, and Zong Yue will come here in person."

The night was dark and the wind was high to kill people. Several men in black were moving in the night.

Yue Qi sat in the lobby of the inn, waiting for Zong Yue to return.

The killer Hu Minglou appeared in front of Yue Qi and besieged Xiang Yue Qi.

"Does it smell good? Killer brothers, you came here uninvited, but it really flatters Yaoluo." Yue Qi sat in the lobby of the inn without moving a step.

The killers staggered before they got close to Yue Qi.

Zong Yue was still standing on the top of a tree and raised his palm to sneak attack from a distance.

Just when he was about to slap, he found that the target was missing in the lobby of the inn.

A dart brushed against Zong Yue's cheek, the black cloth came off his face, and a few more drops of blood appeared on his cheek.

"Uncle, are you looking for me again?" Yue Qi held a dozen hidden weapons in his hands and stood on the old tree opposite. Behind him was a crescent moon covered by clouds.

Zong Yue would not talk nonsense with Yue Qi at all, and directly attacked Yue Qi.

The wind was blowing under Yue Qi's feet, he directly avoided Zong Yue and attacked, and began to dodge in the small town.

"Uncle, it's not good for you to be like this. What do you want to do as the lord of Qinyue Sect, chasing him in the middle of the night?" Yue Qi was acting like a spoiled child, but he didn't hold back the hidden weapon in his hand at all.

"It's almost dawn, uncle really wants to keep chasing me? But people don't want you to keep chasing me, don't you Gao Xiao?" Yue Qi smiled at Zong Yue, and Zong Yue was shocked when he heard Gao Xiao's name. Yi Hei fell directly to the ground.

"Send the person back to Zongyue, to Zongyue's main hall, and remember to tie it beautifully."

The sky was gradually turning white, and the disciples of Qin Yuezong who were on duty were drowsy, and they didn't realize that their master was tied up on the master's chair in a big way.

"Oh my god!" There was an exclamation in the head hall, which completely attracted the attention of all passers-by.

An inner disciple was leading the master of Huayun Valley to the outside of the sect master's hall.

Just happened to see Zong Yuehuan who was tied up by five flowers.

Zong Yiming broke in covered in blood, and saw the owner of Huayun Valley returning the pulse of Zong Yue who had fainted.

"It's nothing serious. The sect master is in a hurry. He was drugged, and he will wake up in a while. What is this, the young sect master?" What did you do? You are covered in blood, which is too demeaning for the young sect.

"It's fine if you have nothing to do. This junior will go to prepare for today's arena exchange and lottery, and please ask Master Gu to take care of my father." Zong Yiming took the coat prepared by his disciple, put it on, and went directly to the venue.

Yes, this young sect has been achieved through untold hardships, how could he give up.

In order to hold the sect exchange meeting, Qin Yuezong cleared out a large platform.

There are 35 arenas set up for friendly exchanges between heroes and knights from all walks of life, and the exchange meeting adopts a points system.

At the end of the ring competition, the top ten sects or aristocratic families will send their masters to compete, and the winner will be the leader for the next five years.

The major sects have the absolute right to speak and can decide major events in the world, and all sects must follow suit.

"Look, isn't that Master Chen Xin?" Several knights pointed to the entrance of the conference, and a young monk helped an old monk slowly walk towards the entrance of the exchange meeting.

Nagato or representatives of the various sects are placed in higher stands.

With a high line of sight, he saw Master Chen Xin at a glance.

"Master Zong, please forgive me for disturbing the old monk who came here uninvited." The old monk attracted a lot of attention.

"Master, you are polite. It is a great honor for you to come, please take a seat." Zong Yue also respectfully invited him to the stand.

"Tsk, it's really lively. How is your health, master?" Gao Xiao emerged from nowhere, and Zong Yue's face turned dark instantly, and his fists were clenched.

This bastard was the one who attacked him last night!Huayu Pavilion and Hu Minglou working together?Or is it just a gang?
"Please come to the exchange conference. Disciples from all sects come forward to register and draw lots." The conference was handed over to Zong Yiming. Zong Yue also hoped that Zong Yiming could become the top one among the new generation in the world.

A gust of wind brought some petals down, and a white sedan chair was carried in mid-air by six people.

In front of the white sedan chair were three people in different clothes.

Among them, the oldest old woman was holding a purple panlong walking stick.

"Such a grand event, how can I miss my Hongchen Sect!" The old voice resounded throughout the venue, and the lively venue fell silent instantly, and a needle could be heard.

"Old witch! If you dare to come out, pay my son's life back!" An old man in the stands ran away when he saw the old woman at the entrance, and directly slashed at the old woman with a weapon.

But before he could even get close, he was sent flying out and landed directly on the nearby ring.

"My Hongchen sect has not been born for a long time, and many people have forgotten the majesty of my sect. Anything can be provoked?" A cold voice came from the air, the voice was icy cold, making people feel chills from the bottom of their hearts.

"Welcome young master!" The old woman and the other two middle-aged men bowed to greet her.

The white soft sedan was stopped by six people on a ring, and no one in the venue stepped forward to stop it.

They were all frightened by the words Hongchen Sect.

In the memory of many people, the Hongchen Sect is a nightmare, which makes people respect and fear.

The so-called Devil's Cult is just some people calling it indiscriminately.

Everyone stared at the white sedan chair, not daring to breathe.

Some people became excited for no reason.

A pair of red shoes appeared in people's sight, a red dress was flamboyant, and a white umbrella was propped above the head.

That eye-catching white hair and that frightening mask made all the veterans present tremble.

Seeing this person was like seeing Lou Hongxin.

(End of this chapter)