Chapter 645

Boom! Boom!

The monks who had just left from the top of Huashan Mountain surged to the top of Qingshan mountain like the tide of the sea.

Before they got to the top of the green mountain, people everywhere could see a fat old man sitting on the top of the green mountain, with a big belly and greasy face, sitting there sharpening his knife.

This person, it is the boundless Taoist changes, but also a separate body.

As for the one beside him, it was Bai Yi, who ranked fourth in the nine true stories of Zhengyang sect. He was tied there in all kinds of flowers. Seeing the boundless Taoist priest grinding his knife rhythmically, he was almost frightened to cry.

"It's another high man who conceals his face." Most of the people who came to see the play touched their chin.

"Zhengyang sect is really sad. The nine true stories have been tied up one by one from the first to the fourth, and the body of Xuanling Ji ningshuang has not been found yet."

"By sight, these kidnappers are going to end a nest of true disciples of Zhengyang sect." An old monk said, "if so, it will be really lively."

"You want to die." Soon, the roar from the sky rang through the sky. The old man in purple of zhengyangzong arrived again. The whole face was not a face. The black one was blue and the other was purple, just like changing his face.

All the people behind him were ugly and red eyed, as if everyone owed them eight hundred spirit stones.

"My zhengyangzong has a feud with you?" The old man in purple glared at the boundless Taoist.

"No hatred!" The boundless Taoist spread his hands.

"Then why do you tie up my disciples?" Behind the old man in purple, an old man with grey hair roared.

"I saw someone else do it, and I tied one by the way." The boundless Taoist picked his ear.

"I..." The old man in purple and others almost didn't come up at one breath and was suffocated to death. When he tied you, he also tied you. When the kidnapping became so justifiable, he took it for granted that his mother had enough food to support it!

"Don't ink, hurry up, I don't want more, market price, two million spirit stone." The boundless Taoist simply put up five fingers.

"I..." Rao is an old man in purple. His strength of determination at the top of the nether world was so angry that he took out the devil's dagger on the spot, and returned his mother's market price. You think it's how to sell things here.

"If you don't, I'll take it back to the stew." The boundless Taoist is a little impatient.

"Here you are." The old man in purple roared straight into the sky. The roar was earth shaking. Now, what can he say? Is it useful? When it comes to the end, don't you have to pay back? If you have time to talk about it, you might as well give a ransom and go back to work?

"Let go." The old man in purple waved his robe and beat a storage bag across the air.

"We are real people." The boundless Taoist priest was also cheerful. He took the storage bag and glanced inside. He kicked Bai Yi in the past. Before the old man in purple got angry, he turned his head and disappeared.

"Tut tut! Money is capricious! Take two million spirit stones and take them. " People watching the opera from all over the country are sighing and smacking their tongue again.

"I can't help it. Who makes people's family rich? Those kidnappers are not the people who bind Zhengyang sect just because they like this point? If I have the cultivation of quasi heaven realm, I will tie it up and bind him one by one. "

As soon as the man spoke, all the people around him stroked their beards and took a deep look at the man: Heroes think alike.

Soon, the old people in purple led the white wings and they left, and each of them was gnashing his teeth, and his face was a little fierce.

Although they were gone, the people watching the opera everywhere were looking from left to right, and their ears were erect. They were eager to hear the news that zhengyangzong was bound again.

However, this time, they were disappointed. They stood there waiting for more than half an hour, but they didn't hear the news of Zhengyang sect disciples being bound.

There should be no more!

Soon, the figures began to disperse, and each sobbed and smacked his tongue.

Ah!

Soon after, there was a roar in the direction of zhengyangzong. The angry Cheng Kun, like a mad dog, was roaring and shaking the hall.

These two days are perhaps the most miserable loss of his Zhengyang sect. The former is Ji ningshuang, and the latter is Hua Yun, Han Jun and Bai Yi. His four most amazing disciples of Zhengyang sect have been tied up one by one, and up to now, there is no news of their Saint Ji ningshuang.

The most hateful is not this, but they do not know who is counting on them so far.

"In my opinion, they are the people of Hengyue sect and Qingyun sect." Below, the old man in purple, who went to redeem people, snorted coldly, "we can't do it on the surface, so we'll play Yin with us in private."

"Then give me the man who tied them up." Cheng Kun, who was worried that he couldn't find a target to vent his anger, immediately gave an order, and naturally defined the gang of kidnappers as the people of Hengyue sect and Qingyun sect.

Moreover, even if it is not Hengyue and Qingyun, He Mou zujin will be wrong.His moral is very obvious. We Zhengyang Zong pingbai was tied up with four disciples for no reason. We lost so much money. We will find a place to earn it. I will tie you up or not.

Soon, many secret strong men of Zhengyang sect went out one after another, and the weakest cultivation was in the eight heaven of the empty and dark world.

Tonight's South Chu, is very restless, a line of shadows flying in the dark, do not see the light of the business.

"Well, the next is Hengye Zong and Qingyun Zong." In the small garden of the ancient city, ye Chen held his small account book in one hand and the wine cup in the other hand. He drank the small wine leisurely and comfortably, "it's still fast to get money like this."

"Boss, tell us the truth, is it your masterpiece?" One side, Zhou AO and Li Xinghun look at Ye Chen.

"What do you think?" Ye Chen is a mysterious smile.

"If you laugh so cheap, it must be your masterpiece." All of them said a word with great care.

"Qingyun sect, on the top of Sirius mountain, brings your family's money and comes to get your money." Dark and quiet night, because the next sentence became boiling.

"What's the situation?" Ye Chen, who is still arguing with Zhou Ao, can't help but stand up and look at the source of the voice strangely. "According to the plan, it's not tomorrow that Hengyue Zong and Qingyun Zong will start?"

"Look, I'll tell you! The south of Chu tonight will not be peaceful. " Soon, the voice rang.

Under the night, there are three or five groups of people flying to one side.

To say, there are many idle people in this world. They will go where they are busy, and they will rush to the top of Sirius mountain.

"What the hell." In a mountain corner where birds do not poop, people carrying a sack look at the shadows in the void with consternation. It is worth mentioning that the forehead of the goods is not as bright as a lamp bubble in the dark.

This man, needless to say, is the dragon one.

"Not until tomorrow?" The Dragon glanced at the sack on his shoulder and at the figures in the void.

"The plan has changed?" As soon as the Dragon touched his shining forehead, he disappeared in the night with a whoosh.

I don't know how long it took him to stop in the depths of the mountains.

Soon, the wind began to ring, and three black shadows arrived in succession. From then on, they were the ancestors of the Su family, Bai Yi and heipao. They all carried a sack on their shoulders. It was needless to say that the sacks contained the people of Qingyun sect.

Eh?

Seeing the three people appear, dragon Yiqing gives a cry.

The four of them are responsible for tying up the Qingyun clan. Now they are all there. Obviously, they are not the people who are asking for the ransom of Qingyun sect.

"It seems that the kidnappers who tied up the Qingyun sect are other people!" The old man of the Su family stroked his beard, "but which power will it be?"