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Huaxi waterside pavilion, pavilions, winding bridges, warm pavilions, Guanghu and green mountains.

Although the Chen family's mansion is magnificent and beautiful, and every few steps there are servants and maids carrying pots and cups of tea, but everyone in the lobby has no intention of admiring it. They all frowned and looked dark.

Angry and embarrassed.

"Aheng's father's relic? No, no!"

Hearing the questions from the patriarch Chen Kuang, Chen Zhan, whose back had already become rickety, leaned on his staff and looked a little sulky on his old face:

"Back then, it was unkind for the clan to just sit back and watch him being taken up the mountain by the Xuanzhen Sect. Now, how can we take it without asking and use his father's relics to defeat the enemy? Not a son of man! Not a son of man!"

Chen Zhan was asked to speak first, and several clan elders who were friends with him also tried to dissuade him and expressed their opinions. The originally dull hall suddenly became noisy.

"Okay! Stop!"

The veins on Chen Kuang's forehead throbbed wildly. He shouted loudly, and his old body exploded with fierce blood, silencing the sound.

"Not a human son? Ridiculous, ridiculous! Didn't the clan provide him with food and clothing? This didn't make him devote himself to the clan. He just borrowed some of his father's relics. Chen Zhan, you are just trying to make excuses here. What's the matter?

What’s your intention?”

Chen Kuang's old eyes were sharp and he stared at Chen Zhan coldly:

"Back then, the clan only used your hands to educate Chen Heng, and he hadn't officially been adopted by you yet! Why are you trying to get ahead here?"

"Besides..."

"well!"

Inside the box are an ancient book and several strange talismans.

"Hey, Xi'er, come in."

Yangshan Taoist high-fived him, drank wine all day and night, and even treated eight girls.

The tall man with beard was bored and glanced at the girl in his hand. The scent of the girl made him couldn't help but twitch his index finger.

after this.

Who would have thought that Yan Zhen would actually die!

Facing a group of unhappy clan elders, Chen Kuang sighed heavily and stretched out his hand.

But things are always unpredictable.

"The heresy left behind by my father?"

The young man's voice was erratic, like a ghost: "My father is going to seduce this girl, who dares to disobey? Maybe after he wins, I can still drink the thick soup!"

Seeing this scene, Chen Zhan no longer hesitated and shouted loudly.

"Hey, cousin, this little girl's skin is really tender."

"Come on! Come on together! Drag us until Xiao Ding comes back!"

After he sat down at the table, a thirty-year-old man with a white face and no beard nodded, moved his toes, and rushed out of the hall in an instant, without even being able to stop the bearded man.

"There is nothing wrong with him in the clan. Without the support of the clan, how can he be a young master? I——"

"You are a bastard who only knows how to eat people. Who dares to give her to you? No!"

The laughter was so loud that the family members and guards in the mansion did not react at all. It was obvious that they were suppressed silently, and they did not even have time to give a warning.

The face of the big man with beard changed. He seemed to have thought of something, and he picked up the sword and was about to throw it.

Without the protection of the Xuanzhen Sect, the Chen clan was unable to fight against Taoist Yangshan. They were in danger...

The young man laughed again.

He shouted at Chen Zhan, jumped down the hall, put his daughter on his back, and tried to escape.

"Gu...gu..."

That day, under the influence of alcohol, he severely humiliated the Taoist Yangshan who was always dirty. Looking at the face of Taoist Yangshan who dared to be angry but dared not speak, he felt really happy.

This extremely freehand and extremely bloody scene left Chen Zhan dumbfounded. He looked at the door of the mansion and his hands couldn't help but tremble.

"Thirteenth brother, I know you are not happy with me. It's all because that idiot of my son made his own plans and trapped Heng'er in Yan Zhen's hands, making you resent me all the time."

"oh."

The appearance of the bloody corpse could no longer be seen, but it was still holding a wooden box in its arms.

But before Chen Zhan could reply, the arrogant laughter of a young man spread throughout the entire Chen Mansion.

"Even the fact that Xi'er was favored by Taoist Yangshan and asked for it, isn't it because of your arrogance? Not only did you beat Taoist Yangshan's Taoist boy, but you also threatened to ask Xuanzhen to send Taoist soldiers to destroy Taoist Yangshan's execution ground.

,who can you blame?!”

He turned to the clan elders again:

"Since Chen Heng joined the Xuanzhen sect, he has not received a letter in the past three years. For such a mean and unkind person, you are here to speak for him and think that he is a member of the Chen clan? As for him, I'm afraid he would have been a long time ago.

I hate this surname!"

Although their momentum was still good for a while, they eventually became old, frail, and lacked energy and blood. In the end, they were suppressed by the men in yellow who were not afraid of death.

Yangshan Taoist not only demanded ten thousand taels of silver and ten boxes of pearls and topaz from the Chen clan, but also forced the clan leader Chen Kuang to marry his youngest daughter Chen Xi to him as a concubine.

Chen Kuang, who had raised his palm to beat a man in yellow until his brains burst, suddenly went limp and his eyes showed disbelief: "Is this poison? What a powerful poison."

"Chen Heng? You are crazy! How dare you kill my cousin like this!"

Chen Zhan's face looked gloomy and uncertain.

The big man with the beard waved his hand again, and knocked away a clan elder who stepped forward to stop him. His body hit the wall and turned into blood clots.

Everyone in the Chen clan was stunned and speechless.

The blood was like bursting watermelon juice, which was splashed all over his head and face. Chen Xi was stunned and couldn't even cry.

The men and horses on both sides of the fight were startled. Far away from the gate of the mansion, there were two white horses, carrying people on them.

"Save her? How? Do you have any other means?"

Sharp arrows pierce the sky.

"Thirteenth brother! Hurry up! Third brother, please!"

The biggest supporter and supporter of the Chen clan fell suddenly like this!

He stretched out his big palm fan hand and grabbed Chen Xi in his palm:

"After you and uncle enjoy it, how about giving her to me to play with too?"

The young man laughed strangely again, his voice erratic. No matter how anxious Chen Zhan searched, he could not find his true identity.

"You hide it badly."

Chen Kuang was speechless for a moment, but turned his face away in shame and anger.

After Chen Xi was called in by his father, he saluted the elder Pei Jin with tears in his eyes and stood timidly in the middle of the hall.

An arrow suddenly shot through the air and shot directly through his head.

At this time, there was no suspense in the fighting between the two sides. It was almost a one-sided massacre. Only a few clan elders like Chen Zhan were left, still struggling to resist.

Chen Kuang was in tears.

At this time, a voice as gentle as jade suddenly came.

But he had just raised his hand halfway.

Before Chen Kuang could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Chen Zhan slamming his staff on the ground.

Following inaudible footsteps, a girl in a pink skirt turned out of the door and walked in. She had fair skin and was almost breakable. She was beautiful and delicate, and her expression was even more pitiful. She made people fall in love with her as soon as she saw her.

.

"Not good!" Chen Kuang's expression changed fiercely.

It didn't take long.

"You bad boy is becoming more and more unlovable."

"Exactly, if it weren't for this poison, it would be difficult for us to come in so arrogantly." The arrogant young man's voice sounded again.

"..."

The head exploded, red and white stuff flowed all over the ground, and the smell was unpleasant.

Chen Kuang felt his head go dark for a moment, his hand movements were slow for a moment, and his arm bone was broken by a kick from the bearded man. He fell and flew out, making it difficult to get up again.

Chen Kuang suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. He raised his head out of nowhere and found a skinned and bloody corpse lying not far outside the hall.

Seeing that guard Chen Zhan had such great movement skills, Chen Kuang, who was vomiting blood, laughed wildly. He carefully put his daughter Chen Xi aside, mustered up his energy again, and fought towards the bearded man.

The tall man with the beard responded in disappointment.

Chen Kuang also had tears in his eyes and pointed tremblingly at Chen Xi, who was as slender as a willow tree in the hall: "Look at how young and careless she is. If she is sent to Taoist Yangshan, how can she come back alive?"

"Xiao Ding!" Chen Zhan's eyes were about to burst.
To be continued...