【Chasing Ling】Sijun can still be chased

"Ah!!!!" A clear youthful voice came to my ears, "Don't look at evil!!"

Xiao Xingchen was taken aback and was taken aback.Immediately realized that there should be only that person here.

"I don't have eyes, I can't see."

The man breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay, but how did you get in!"

Xiao Xingchen said impatiently, "Come in."

Nie Huaisang stopped talking, Xiao Xingchen heard the sound of water and cloth rubbing against each other, and then keenly noticed that Nie Huaisang was standing beside him.

"Daozhang, what do you mean here?" Nie Huaisang's voice rang in his ears.

Xiao Xingchen said without the slightest hesitation: "It's nothing, I'm here to ask you to return my people to me."

Xiao Xingchen looked calm on the surface, but the tightly clenched hands in his sleeves betrayed him.

The moment finally came, and the tension was unprecedented.

However, Nie Huaisang chuckled and said, "Who is the Daoist talking about? Let me guess, Daoist Song Zichen was still by your side a few days ago, so you are talking about Xue Yang?"

It was rare for Nie Huaisang not to pretend to ask questions, Xiao Xingchen said, "Yes."

Nie Huaisang sighed: "It's a pity, I have betrayed the Taoist priest's desire to find someone from thousands of miles away, I really don't have such a person here."

"Sect Master Nie should think about it," Xiao Xingchen smiled, and said in a low voice, "There are so many people in Qinghe, how long do you think it will take if I kill a hundred of them a day?"

"Daozhang, what are you talking about?" Nie Huaisang looked bitter and bitter, "Even if you killed Qinghe, I have nowhere to find Xue Yang for you!"

"Oh," Xiao Xingchen nodded, "Then I'll kill all the people first, and then go find them myself."

Without waiting for Nie Huaisang to speak again, Xiao Xingchen left.

Come in a hurry, go in a hurry.

After a long time, Nie HuaiSang sighed softly: "Why didn't I count this point at the beginning, now... Sigh!"

Around the Lantern Festival, it happened to be the busiest season, and the streets were crowded with people.

Xiao Xingchen walked among the crowd without saying a word, looking like a breeze and a bright moon.

Exactly one hundred steps, he stopped.In front of him was a beggar, a poor beggar.

I don't know what came to mind, Xiao Xingchen suddenly smiled, his face glowed when he smiled.It looks great.

Everyone looked at each other.

Not just how it happened, but the moment everyone looked back, the beggar fell to the ground, ending his life of begging.

No one had reacted yet, Shuanghua's sword turned, and the sword light scattered away.

In an instant, the bustling street became even more lively.

People were crying, and scattered as if they were running away, but they couldn't get away.

Xiao Xingchen's swordsmanship was faster than Song Zichen's, with a flash of silver light, blood gushed out wherever he passed.

Someone cried and begged for mercy, kowtowed incessantly, Xiao Xingchen said with a smile: "Okay, then I'll send you on your way quickly."

Shuanghua's offensive became more fierce, and the street suddenly became depressed.The smell of blood is everywhere.

It was full of tourists just now, but now it is full of corpses.

Song Zichen vaguely heard the cry of the young child, and he looked at his friend in surprise—he left all the children behind.

Sure enough, Xue Yang's blessing was delayed!

However, Xiao Xingchen smiled again, he wiped away the child's tears with a smile, and pierced his heart with a sword.

The rest of the children wanted to escape, but he gently caught them and killed them in the same way.

Under Song Zichen's astonished gaze, he said, "My pity is not worthy of the world!"

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Tu Susu rushed to write late at night, but today I am at school