"So, even though Fang Wanhai was injured, should he take this opportunity..." Tian Shiyi said with reservations, and King Jia Long picked his eyes and said lightly: "So what should I do if it is your opinion?"

Tian Shiyi pondered for a moment and said, "At this time, it is nothing more than movement and stillness."

King Jialong seemed to be more interesting as he listened, and asked, "How about moving? So what about quiet?"

Tian Shiyi was not anxious or slow, and said, "If you move, you will attack; if you stay calm, you will wait for change."

King Jia Long smiled and said, "According to me, this is not the time to take action."

When Tian Shiyi heard this, he showed a little confused expression.

Jia Longyu smiled dryly again: "This matter is not difficult to understand. If you want the hero tomb to be defeated, you must be careful and cautious in order to prevent Bai Dao from seeking trouble, so it is not appropriate to move or even at this time."

Tian Shiyi nodded slowly and said, "The Lord of the Communist Party is very optimistic. Eleven is a matchmaker. How to act? How dare you ask for instructions."

King Jia Long laughed and said, "I heard that all new patients are always careful in conditioning and serving medicine day and night, fearing that they can't help but relax once the condition improves. Therefore, at this time, not only can't act, but we also want to? He looks forward to the door, hehe."

Tian Shiyi understood the meaning of this sentence and nodded. "Then..."

Just because of the words, the room suddenly became dark. For a moment, Long Qi thought that his body was hidden, so he couldn't help but become nervous. While being wary, he was paying attention to the movement.

But in just a moment, the bright sedan chair next to the low house, like the blue smoke blown by the wind, suddenly dissipated and disappeared into the night. Before I could even take a closer look, the red light disappeared in an instant!

In a panic, the sedan chair disappeared out of thin air, the people in the room disappeared, and everything suddenly returned to the original silence.

Long Qi was secretly surprised, slowed down his breathing, waiting for the possible changes, but nothing happened, as if the scene just now had never happened. Long Qi grabbed a few stones on the ground, and while turning into the low room, he took the opportunity to shoot it out. In addition to concealing his voice, he also spyed on the movements in the room.

Papa, when the stone hit the earth wall in different directions, Long Qiye had already rolled into the room and was about to hide his body. A sound broke through the air behind him. Long Qi heard it sincerely. Although he was in danger, he was still calm in the face of danger. He slapped the ground with one palm, stepped on the right wall, and rushed to the left of the small room. He had not had time to fight back. A fragrance spread in the air, and Long Qi was waiting to lift his energy and luck in his mind. When he was confused, he suddenly lost consciousness.

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It's like standing on the shore, rolling the waves from afar, watching the boats surging calmly. No matter how thrilling it is, there is no splash of water on your body. You are really in the waves. Apart from the bad water coming from the sky and the worryingness of the sky, there is no scene to express your emotions. If you are unlucky, the waves will overturn the boat, the consequences will be even more unimaginable.

Since the demise of Qingcheng, people in the world have been confused and each sect has been in danger. Although the heroic tombs have been chaotic for a long time, the Nine Gangs and Ten Sects, the Three Major Families, the Three Saints and Six Wisdoms of the Martial Arts, etc., are like supporting the pillars of the martial arts world. People in the martial arts world are like watching the waves rolling boats in the lake on the shore, very far away. But the pillars of Qingcheng collapsed and the people in the world suddenly discovered that they were not standing on the shore, but they were always on the boat. As Qingcheng fell, the ship suddenly became no longer stable, as if it was about to disintegrate the next moment.

The capsizing is now, for some people in the martial arts world. The public trial of the martial arts world initiated by Tangjiazhuang is actually important. What is important is the background of Tangjiazhuang, and what is important is who came to attend the conference, and the major sects that came from clusters have their own considerations. The entire martial arts world is not just vulgar people, but it is impossible to know what those masters are thinking in their minds.

No matter what the people who came to attend this rally had, for Tang Juntian, as the host, he was very busy and proud when he saw many invited fellow martial arts fellows. He was always one of the three major families. He could lose his kung fu, but he could not lose his face. The more people, the more busy he was, the more face he would be.

After organizing several other accommodations in sects, Tang Juntian couldn't hide his complacent feeling in his heart and said with a smile: "I'm old, I feel tired after such hard work..." As he was talking to himself, he realized that there was no obedient person around him, and he was a little excited. At this moment, he had a voice behind him.

"Senior Tang, I recently heard that although this post was posted in the name of the public trial of the Wulin, the object of condemning the person is not a hero's tomb? Xiao Niang is puzzled, so I'll ask for advice."

Looking back, it was Long Qi.

Tang Juntian frowned and said, "How did the nephew get up? Have the remaining poison been removed?"

It turned out that night, the Tang family's family heard unusual movements and found that Long Qi was gone. After the news, they searched for traces in the ruined temple in the back mountain and found Long Qi who was unconscious. The doctor Zhuang took the pulse and found that the poisoning was confirmed to be true. He had been sleeping for several days and woke up after a while.

Long Qi said, "Thank you for your concern for me, my nephew has returned to strength, I think it's not very important."

When Tang Juntian heard this, he laughed and said, "Oh, Long Xian Nephew, I'm afraid I've thought about taking revenge. This vast martial arts world is not just a hero's tomb for evil. Since my Tang family is one of the three major families and a warning for the martial arts fellows, don't just pay attention to the harm of the hero's tomb, but give other demons an opportunity to take advantage of it. This is the purpose of this public trial meeting."

Long Qi frowned and said, "Can the old senior use the martial arts hand to convict the young man of destroying Qingcheng?"

Tang Juntian sneered coldly: "It's not a conviction, but an exposure. This young man's actions have led to the destruction of Qingcheng, which is obvious to all. Why should he be convicted?"

Long Qi said seriously: "The old senior's words cannot be agreed with. The destruction of Qingcheng, Master Kuiyi has clearly stated that it was done by the hero's tomb. How did it turn into the fault of that young man?"

Tang Juntian's face sank and said, "Your father has always been evil when he was alive, but how can anyone violate the style of your Longjiabao Sect and talk about such evil people today?"

A hint of unhappiness flashed across Long Qi's face and said, "The truth of the incident is not clear, so there is no question of who to tell me about it."
Chapter completed!