Chapter 282 The Master of Youlan Sect

On the border of Xihai Province, in the mist-shrouded Youlan Mountain, the headquarters of the martial arts sect Youlan Sect is located.

Gongsun Ziying knelt in the main hall of Youlan Gate, kowtowing continuously, and said in a sad voice: "Master, Master Chen killed my father and destroyed my cultivation. I beg you to avenge your disciple!"

Sitting on the stone chair above the main hall was a bald old man wearing black clothing. He was none other than the master of the Youlan Sect, Qin Guanhai.

Yuan Qingshan, who had returned from the desert, stood before Qin Guanhai and hurriedly bowed and said: "Sect Master, Master Chen's strength is unfathomable. I can't even block a single move from him. Don't offend him easily!"

Qin Guanhai's eyes glanced back and forth between Yuan Qingshan and Gongsun Ziying. The expressions of the disciples in the hall were all different. He didn't know who their sect leader would listen to.

Gongsun Ziying raised her head, her beautiful face already full of pear blossoms: "Master, don't worry, I got the news long before I came here. Master Chen has died in the desert of the Sea of ​​Death in the northwest. I beg the master to come forward and fight.

Get rid of Master Chen’s minions and avenge my Gongsun family!”

"My Gongsun family is willing to give half of their family property as a reward to the master!"

"Master Chen is dead?" Yuan Qingshan looked surprised. Immediately, he shouted coldly and said firmly: "No, absolutely impossible! This news must be false."

"Master, please don't be fooled!" Yuan Qingshan turned to look at Qin Guanhai and said anxiously.

Qin Guanhai waved his hand to stop him, and said with a gloomy face: "Qingshan, Ziying is my most promising disciple, and Master Chen actually ruined her cultivation and did not give me the Youlan Sect any face. If I don't do something, I will still do it in the future."

How do you have the dignity to gain a foothold in the martial arts world!"

"Ziying, go back and prepare first, then go down the mountain in person to seek justice from Master Chen!"

Gongsun Ziying was overjoyed and bowed down: "Thank you so much, master!"

Yuan Qingshan still wanted to persuade him, but when he saw a flash of greed in Qin Guanhai's eyes, he immediately gave up the idea of ​​persuading him and sighed secretly.

"Senior brother has become greedy for the Gongsun family's property. I'm afraid that this move will plunge Youlan Clan into eternal disaster!"

Yanjing, super aristocratic family Yang family.

In the villa, Yang Mingyu looked in the mirror and was applying medicine to the scars on his face.

Yang Minghua, the most capable subordinate, knocked on the door and walked in.

"Master, there is news from Hanyang that Chen Mo...died in the Northwest Desert of the Sea of ​​Death!"

Yang Mingyu couldn't help shaking his hands, and applied ointment to his eyebrows.

He took out a napkin from the paper box next to the table and carefully wiped the ointment on his eyebrows. Yang Mingyu's expression returned to normal.

"Is the news true?"

Yang Minghua said solemnly: "Not sure, but 80% of it is true!"

"So, 20% of it is false? The 20% chance is too high." Yang Mingyu continued to apply medicine to the scar.

Yang Minghua stood aside respectfully and remained silent.

"Is there any news from the Nangong family? Isn't that old Nangong Yu out of confinement yet?" Yang Mingyu asked casually.

Yang Minghua raised his hand and said, "I still haven't heard of any sign of Nangong Yu coming out of confinement. Even his sword attendant Gu Changfeng died at Nangong's house, and Nangong Yu didn't show up."

"Is it possible that Nangong Yu has died a long time ago? The theory of seclusion is just a fog deliberately released by the Nangong family to make people fear the Nangong family!"

"No, after all, Nangong Yu was the first grandmaster thirty years ago, so he won't die that easily." Yang Mingyu sounded very sure.

"Then what do we need to do next? Go and test whether Chen Mo is really dead?" Yang Minghua asked for instructions.

"No need, we just need to wait and see what happens, someone will do it for us." Yang Mingyu turned to look at Yang Minghua, with a smile full of wisdom.

"My subordinate understands!"

Wuzhou, Yangui Lake Villa Group, Chu Wenxiong’s home.

As the person in charge of the Life Spirit Liquid, Chu Wenxiong has been very high-spirited recently, and his status has soared. Those big bosses who were equal to him in the past will now take the initiative to bow down when they see him.

As the person in charge, Chu Wenxiong naturally has the right to use the life spirit liquid at will, so Chu Wenxiong now looks several years younger and taller and taller.

Even if he plays and sings every night, Chu Wenxiong is still full of energy. He knows that all this is thanks to Master Chen.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Chu Wenxiong set up a horse stance in the courtyard of the villa. A middle-aged man with short hair and a lean body next to him was correcting his posture.

This person is Chu Wenxiong's newly hired bodyguard, a master of the inner realm, Mr. Qi.

A gust of wind blew by, and a bald old man suddenly appeared on the top of Chu Wenxiong's villa, like a ghost, but neither of them noticed it.

"Mr. Chu, your foot is pressing down three inches, right!" Mr. Qi guided Chu Wenxiong seriously.

"Hmph!"

A sneer sounded suddenly in the night sky, making people startled.

"who!"

Mr. Qi immediately turned around and looked at the visitor with a wary expression.

The bald old man's body floated down, and he stood firmly in the yard, looking at Chu Wenxiong with a sneer: "Are you Chu Wenxiong, the boss of Wuzhou?"

Chu Wenxiong was shocked. This person was able to hide it from many of his eyes and ears. Even Mr. Qi didn't notice it. It was obvious that his strength was by no means ordinary.

"It's Mr. Chu, may I ask who you are?" Chu Wenxiong bowed slightly, with a humble attitude.

"You don't need to know who I am. I'll give you three days. You summon Master Chen's gang and wait for me here in three days. I have something to announce!" Qin Guanhai said with a cold and arrogant face.

"If anyone doesn't arrive in three days, don't blame me for being cruel!"

After saying that, Qin Guanhai punched Mr. Qi next to Chu Wenxiong.

"Despicable!" Mr. Qi shouted angrily and raised his arms to block.

Click!

His arms were broken, his chest collapsed, and he died tragically on the spot.

"Vulnerable!" Qin Guanhai sneered and clapped his hands, looking arrogant.

Chu Wenxiong took a breath of air, his face changed wildly, and the first thought in his mind was: The person who came here is evil!

He was very aware of Mr. Qi's strength. Even if all his men put together, they were not enough to hit Mr. Qi with one hand. But Mr. Qi was actually killed by this man with one punch. The strength of the man in front of him was almost equal to that of Master Chen.

"Your Excellency, I have known you all my life. How have I offended you? I hope you can tell me!" Chu Wenxiong bowed deeply and his attitude became more humble.

Qin Guanhai sneered and said: "I will tell you in three days. You just need to do what I say. If you dare to disobey, this person will be your role model!"

Chu Wenxiong bowed again: "Chu doesn't dare, I will definitely tell you!"

"You know the truth!"

After saying that, Qin Guanhai flew away.

Chu Wenxiong stood up and looked at the direction Qin Guanhai left with a gloomy expression.

"Could it be that the news of Master Chen's death is true?" Thinking of this, Chu Wenxiong's face became even more ugly.
Chapter completed!