I asked Ji Junbi if he knew that the Li family in Guanlong held a demon-killing conference in Xinghualing tomorrow, and joined forces with the northern martial arts world to fight against Manichi. Ji Junbi returned to his lonely expression and said, "The Demon-killing Conference, I have a big tone tomorrow. I will depend on who is the demon and who is the demon to kill.

The two chatted for a while, it was getting late, and Ji Junbi suddenly said, Brother Qin, I'm cold. In this way, she leaned in my arms and fell asleep. I looked at the man in my arms, and thought of the torture she had suffered for two months, and I couldn't help but get angry.

Guanlong Wulin, Li Boyang, has such a powerful force and prestige in the north, and is actually doing such a slim thing in secret. In order to seize resources and seize the resources of Majiabao, he killed all the more than 100 people in the Majiabao family, and held the Raoshi Demon-killing Conference with such shameless behavior. No wonder Jing Yurou said that he would go to Xinghualing with the Demon Cult to make a fuss.

It was just that my sister Junbi was imprisoned for more than two months. Although she refused to reveal what happened in the middle, I also knew that these two months were absolutely unlucky. A man and a real man could not even protect the person he liked. How could he be a hero and righteous person and a sword in the world?

When I woke up the next day, the heavy rain had stopped and the fire had gone out. But I saw that Ji Junbi had already gotten up. After washing, I tidied up my hair and changed into a cloth. Seeing me awake, I smiled and said, Brother Qin, you are awake. As he said that, he took out a roasted sweet potato from the fire, and I must have gone out to ask for it when I was asleep.

Looking at me looking at her in a daze, her face turned red. In the morning, I went out, changed into a set of clothes with a farmer with a hairpin, and made some food.

Seeing Ji Junbi's clothes and makeup are light and not applied, she is still pretty and charming. My heart couldn't help but feel warm. If we retired to the world and live an ordinary life at this time, wouldn't it be a pleasure? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh. Once I entered the world, I couldn't help myself, and this kind of thought could only be thought about in my heart.

Ji Junbi divided the sweet potato into two and handed it to me. He raised his jade fingers, peeled them off, and ate them gently. Seeing that I was holding her with me in a flash, he asked, "Is it good?"

I nodded and smiled slightly. Sister Junbi, she looks good at all times. Ji Junbi's face darkened and she whispered, "I hope so." I said today is the Demon-Slaying Conference. Now the little witch has been rescued by me, so I want to see how they can continue playing."

Ji Junbi said angrily, Who is the little witch? I pinched her nose, making her face full of dust. There was no little witch, only a little fairy. Thinking of this, I took out the two masks that Meichuan gave me, and the kid actually prepared a woman's face for me, but he didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.

We turned into a bunch of young couples in the countryside. When I looked at her, she couldn't help but smile. I said, "Madam, let your husband take you to the world."

Seeing that it was getting late, I guess the demon-killing conference had begun. The two of them walked along the way and met many people from the world, who marched towards Xinghualing. One of them heard a loud voice: The Demon Cult poisoned the Shanxi martial arts world for so long. Fortunately, Li Daxia has upheld justice today, which is a blessing in the martial arts world. I think that the little witch wiped out the Ma family overnight and acted viciously. We and the righteous people were responsible for helping Li Daxia. The speaker was one of the five dragons of Hetao at Hanting Inn yesterday.

Not far ahead, a man holding a sword kept bowing his head and moving forward. He stopped and said coldly, "You are poisoning the martial arts world and keeping your responsibility." I ask you if our Holy Sect raped your mother or took your property?"

Someone in the Demon Sect shouted, and everyone pulled out their weapons and was ready for the battle. Ji Junbi whispered, this person is Shi Tiangang, the outer hall of my Holy Sect, and is also a few of our Holy Sect’s masters.

I said to wait and see, and held her hand and stood beside her. She wanted to reach out and pull it back, but I held it tightly and didn't struggle.

Shi Tiangang was already burly and his speech was stolen. The man was robbed and was about to shrink his head. Seeing everyone's interactions, it aroused blood, and instead of advancing, he walked forward: Everyone was killed by the demon sect, what crime should he be charged?

Shi Tiangang laughed loudly, and he leaned his sword down the ground. I want to see how you can kill him! After that, he stared at the man and locked him up, and there was even a sign of disagreement and fighting.

The old man with a cigarette pipe came out and said, "Today, the Li family held a meeting to kill demons. Right and wrong will be judged by oneself. I, Mo Chunlei, are a peacemaker this time. Everyone will give in to each other and don't have verbal disputes. While speaking, they are walking forward a few steps away, separated by the two of them. The released energy points to Shi Tiangang.

Mo Chunlei is a master of Xingyiquan in Cangzhou Prefecture, Hebei Province. He used dry tobacco as a weapon. When he was young, he used

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) After entering Shaolin Temple alone, he was defeated by the four great vajras of Shaolin. Even so, he also made a name for himself. When I was traveling to Cangzhou, Teacher Yang mentioned this person. At that time, he mentioned this person. In the minds of our group of little-known hands, he was a god-like existence.

Shi Tiangang snorted coldly, put away the sword and walked forward.

The Five Dragons of Hetao, if it weren't for the stop of Senior Mo, I would have to let the Demon Sect splatter blood on the spot.

Another man sneered, when Senior Mo didn't come out to stop him, he didn't see you as arrogant as you brag, and he didn't bring such a brag. Hetao Wulong Dao, who said that, stood up and spoke! But when no one answered, he gave up.

Just a few steps away, I saw a shriveled figure in the crowd. The old Taoist was picking his nose with his hands and bounced at one of the five dragons. Suddenly, the man was bleeding and covered his head and scolded: Oh, which bastard attacked me? Seeing this, the old Taoist shouted, "That's right, who is so shameless, attacked me?"

Wulong looked around and saw me laughing secretly. He pointed at me. I wasn't you? I was caught in a gun for no reason and raised my hand. You are so powerful that I admire you. How dare you attack sneakily? As he said that, he looked at the old Taoist, who blew his eyebrows, smiled, and turned his head.

Humph, I don’t know you dare.

If Ji Junbi hadn't been there, I would have killed you on the spot! I cursed in my heart, but said, "It's not a gentleman to attack the people in the righteous martial arts world!" After a small episode, everyone continued to move forward. The old Taoist slowed down a few steps and leaned over and said, "Boy, let me think about the weight." As I said that, I handed it over, and a powerful internal force came from it.

When I saw that he had just picked up his nose, how could he ask him to grab it? He gathered his internal strength and sent it out, saying that he had been exempted. I lost weight recently and didn't have much weight.

The old Taoist attempted to grab the clutch, and then changed his hand to grab it, snatching his wrist, using all his skillful skill. I quickly used my skills to refuse. The old Taoist could not slip, so he turned around and flashed over. He shook his head and left, shaking his head and sighed, "It's boring, it's boring! His martial arts are too weak! He said nothing."

Ji Junbi then said, Brother Qin, your money bag was gone. When I touched my arms, I cursed, "Stop it for me!" When the old Taoist heard this, he raised a few money bags in his hand, and strode away.

I said a little angrily, why didn't you stop him just now?

Ji Junbi said, don’t say that he wants your wallet, he just wants the emperor’s jade seal. Who in the world can stop it?

At this moment, someone gradually shouted, "Damn, where is my money bag?" Everyone's face was gray, even Mo Chunlei, who was as gloomy as he died, and he was reluctant to speak. Thinking about it, he was a famous person in the world, and his wallet was stolen by people and gods without knowing it. It was so embarrassing to say it out.

It seems that the old man stole it just now!

Everyone angrily scolded the old man, and the same scolding was all the same. It was nothing more than greeting their family, wanting to have intimate relationships with their direct, side-limited relatives and senior relatives in their family. Some people said they wanted me to see this old man again and see if I don’t kill him!

Suddenly, someone said that the man seemed to be stealing the sage He Daozi!

I looked at Ji Junbi, who smiled and nodded.

Ah? I was shocked. This person was actually He Daozi, the leader of the thief? Jia Ming’s master? He dispersed the fortune of the shocked formation from the people in the world? The author of the six-door essential textbook "The Theft"? He was like the three common people, and he was also a sloppy old Taoist priest?

I put away my thoughts of asking for the money bag to get back. There were 100 taels of silver notes in it, and it was gone. It was so painful to think about it, but then I thought about it. On the night banquet, he and the three people skillfully used magic tricks to pour the power of the God-Shocking Formation into my body, and then scattered the world's luck into the world. He said that he would be grateful to him, and this hundred taels of silver would not be a loss.

The stolen saint He Daozi? The people suddenly turned 180 degrees, and my wallet was taken away by He Daozi! I said why didn't I realize it? It was him! In the blink of an eye, everyone who cursed suddenly seemed as if it was such a honor to have a wallet stolen by He Daozi. Even Mo Chunlei, who was holding a stance, gradually showed a smile on his gloomy face. Although it was not as obvious as others did, he was in a good mood.

But it is right to think about it. If you can enter and exit freely in the palace, turn the world's thief art into a city, and even steal the world's luck and steal a few taels of silver, you will be worthy of you. When you brag with friends in the future, we will also be the one who will fight against the thief He Daozi.

One of the five dragons in Hetao, my wallet was not stolen

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Another man said awkwardly: Second brother, I saw that you had nothing to buy yesterday.

When everyone came to the back mountain of Xinghualing, they saw colorful flags waving. The four blood-red characters in the Demon-Slaying Conference were vigorous and powerful, floating in the wind.

The gentry had a little identity sitting in the audience, with the names of the sects written in sequence on the seats. There were also some spare seats, and there were several sects that were not big or small in the world who were secretly competing for this, which made it difficult for the staff of the Li family to be in trouble.

People are divided into three levels, and the meat is divided into three levels. They are all fighting for each seat, and they are so embarrassed to be called a famous and upright school. I can only laugh.

Those who have no gangs or low identities have found places to stand, and there are actually three or four hundred people.

Only in the southwest corner, there were thirty or forty people standing there coldly, separated from the rest of the people. The person who was the leader was Yang Yichao, the venerable priest whom I met that day, and there were three or four people I met at the Jiangnan Martial Arts Conference. Ji Junbi whispered, these are the brothers of our Holy Sect.

I pinched her palm and said Junbi was so generous. Should I go up and recognize each other? Ji Junbi shook his head. At this moment, Yang Yichao looked at me and Ji Junbi covered his face with his hands and hid behind me. We both changed our face. Yang Yichao glanced at me and stopped paying attention to me.

On the Demon-killing Platform, a man complained about the crime of the Demon Cult. The person was very eloquent and told them one by one about the major events committed by the Demon Cult in the Guanlong martial arts world. Regardless of the true or false, every word was heartbroken. The heroes in the audience followed and scolded them, as if the crimes were all committed to him, or he had experienced them personally...

Social animals like humans tend to believe in some extreme opinions in groups, which are concentrated in sensationalism, intellectual disability, extreme impulse, and the person on the stage speaks very inflammatory, and uses Le Pen's theory to perfection.

After counting the evil deeds of the Demon Cult, the man raised his arm and shouted loudly: The demons of the Demon Cult have a heinous crime. The heroes of the world, do you think you should be killed?

It should be killed! It should be killed! Even I was scared by that momentum. Ji Junbi's eyes were cold and stared at the man, about to take action, but I stopped him.

The man stretched out his hand and everyone calmed down.

How hateful is the Demon Cult? It’s no point to say anything. Next, let’s listen to the victim Xiaofeng’s complaint! She risked her life to stand up and correct the demons of the Demon Cult. Everyone applauded!

As he said that, a woman with heavy makeup walked onto the Demon-Slaying Platform, saluted and started singing.

My mother was originally a flower, and she lives in Xujiawa, Taiyuan. She was born in Xishi and Diao Chan, and her neighbors praised her.

I came to enjoy the lanterns on the Mid-Autumn Festival. That night, the northwest wind blew. The demons of the Demon Sect were greedy for me and captured me into the dungeon.

As he said that, he pointed at Shi Tiangang and continued:

I was kept for six days and seven days, and I tortured until the third update every night. Mr. Li of Guanlong was really a hero, and rescued my family and came out of the cage.

In order to repay the favor of the Li family on that day, I came here to correct the situation today, but I asked the hero to make the decision and to make the right name for the slave family.

Seeing that the woman was short and thick, with an ugly face, a big mouth, and a loud voice, everyone in the audience laughed loudly. Even if it were Yang Yichao, some people couldn't help laughing.

Shi Tiangang Dao, this aunt, you are honored by you, and you will pay for the money. I will not hesitate to touch you. Please look in the mirror before coming out!

Xiaofeng Sister was dissatisfied with it. She pointed at Tiangang and pretended to be charming. I know you are greedy for my beauty. I don’t blame you, but you imprisoned my slave at home. If you do this evil deed, it is difficult for heaven to tolerate it.

When Shi Tiangang heard this, he was so angry that he laughed. He didn't laugh a few times, and he vomited all over the floor with a wow sound.

The heroes are humane. Sister Xiaofeng is as beautiful as a flower. She has admired her for a long time and does not know how to respect her surname?

Sister Xiaofeng said quietly, my family’s surname is Luo, this old man has a good attitude, wait for me tonight. The man heard the words and took a few steps back. You say it first, I will vomit for a while.

After Xiao Feng stepped down, she gave a charming look at the man, and the man fled. The host just now came on stage again. The great leader said it well, and those who abandoned the darkness and turned to the light were good comrades. Next, this hero was unhappy with the Demon Cult's style of doing things against the Demon Cult. Under the influence of Daxia Li, he came out to report the Demon Cult's crimes.

At this time, one person walked onto the Demon-Slaying Platform. In front of everyone, he was a little embarrassed. The man glanced at Yang Yichao, and shouted loudly: I am guilty!

It’s not someone else, but Mo Ziqi, the head of the Shanxi Branch of the Demon Cult, appeared here after being rescued that night!

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