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Seventy-second, please collect the corpse

After more than ten days, Chen Yue shook off the dust on his body and stopped until his bones were broken and he collapsed on the ground. No one except him dared to approach the headless corpse.

The headless corpse was furious, revealing the girl's head with disheveled hair on her belly.

The girl's head was deeply trapped in her abdomen and grew up with the headless corpse.

"Big brother, do you want to kill me?"

"Xixi is very well-behaved. Big brother, don't hurt Xixi, okay?"

A weak and tender voice came from the abdomen of the headless corpse, making people feel pity.

People around me dared not approach, if they were close, they would look at it.

They can see it in this extremely tender voice.

He has a resentful face that looks ferocious and wishes he can eat his blood and chew his bones.

Under extreme resentment, the girl's eyes burst into pieces and yellow pus flowed out.

laugh!

Wow...

Chen Yue lifted the ghost head sword, pointed the tip down, and stabbed it into the girl's ghost head eyebrows with one knife.

The girl's ghost head was silent for a moment, with mixed emotions on her face, resentment, viciousness, and unwillingness...

In the next breath, the entire headless corpse turned into black mist, and then disappeared like a passing cloud.

On the puzzle, the high-definition core picture of the Zhifadian was instantly lit.

Chen Yue's eyes lit up, and his wrist turned, and he put the ghost head sword on his back.

"Been taught a lesson!"

The broken-arm Taoist walked up and smiled bitterly, clasped his fists with one hand.

Then he dug out his apprentice's head from the ruins of the house, wrapped it in cloth, dragged his disabled body, and left lonely.

"Boss Chen is powerful and has the best position of Nan Jia. After today, he will be the first person in the bone tempering realm and the first person in the Nan Jia refinement, and you will be the first person in the long run.

"Boss Chen is the leader of the three major names, the first person in the Hejin Realm of Nanjia Prefecture, the first person in the Bone Tempering Realm of Nanjia Prefecture, and the first person in the horizontal martial artist in the Nanjia Prefecture."

"Boss Chen is so young, and in time, he will definitely reach the whole body. If that time..."

Wan Haicheng, the leader of the Tiandi Gate of Bai'anfang, came forward, clasped his fists and complimented endlessly.

Before he finished speaking the compliments, Chen Yue raised his palm with a headache, stopping Wan Haicheng.

"Let's go, go back to Chentang."

Qin Er led the horse over, and Chen Yue turned over the horse.

The horse was not finished, and seeing Chen Yue leaving, Wan Haicheng invited him unwillingly: "Boss Chen, my Wantang has prepared fine wine and food, and there are beautiful women. Why not stay for a meal and go back?"

"Half a city crossed, and the brothers were exhausted and exhausted." Wan Hai Chenghuan swept around.

"No." Chen Yue waved his hand and waited for the horse to drive away.

Suddenly, a deep shout with cultivation resounded throughout the streets.

"Here! What happened?"

The crowd of the Tiandimen Gate Gate separated and was about to let Chen Yue leave, but a captain led a large number of yamen to appear in front of Wan Haicheng along the air passage. While they walked, they showed their orders to the Tiandimen Gate Gate Gate Gate.

There are thirty of these yamen servants.

When Wan Haicheng saw the captain, his eyes lit up and he knew him.

The opportunity to help Chen Yue and get a good impression is here.

This is Wen Ziyue, the chief inspector of their Bai'anfangfangya, and the peak of the Hejin Realm.

Naturally, these small shops cannot compare with the Rouge Floor, which is ranked first in the Central Floor of Nanjiafu City. The peak general captain of the Hejin Realm is already the top combat power.

"Accuser Wen, it's our Tiandi Gate..." Wan Haicheng walked up with a smirk. The bandits did not fight with the officials. Facing these people in the yamen, even if they had a high level of cultivation, they would naturally be lowered.

It is commonly known as meeting a shorter end.

"Wan Haicheng!" Wen Ziyue snorted angrily, interrupted Wan Haicheng's words, pointed at Wan Haicheng's nose and cursed:

"What are you doing? Are you gathering people to make trouble in broad daylight? Quickly remove your people, otherwise don't blame me for not giving you affection."

"Well……"

As Wen Ziyue spoke with the words of an old man on the left and an old man on the right, Wan Haicheng's face turned stiff, both embarrassing and ugly.

He rubbed his palms and wanted to pull Wen Ziyue to the side and say.

Behind Wen Ziyue, many yamen were slightly raised, and the corners of their mouths were gently tilted, and they looked at Wen Ziyue's actions coldly.

Bang!

The green mane immediately flicked Chen Yue's fingers and the waist card shot out from his waist.

"What hidden weapon?"

Feeling the strong wind swaying in front of Wen Ziyue subconsciously raised her palm to block the grip.

Fortunately, this "hidden weapon" was not very fast, so he blocked it and held it.

Click.

With a crisp sound, I heard Ziyue's wrist fracture.

Wen Ziyue bent down in pain in his face.

"Yuzhifang Chentang does things and clears evil."

"There are two corpses on the second floor of the inn. Please collect them." Chen Yue straightened his back and rode his horse forward.

"Chen Tang!!" Wen Ziyue heard these two words, her pupils suddenly shrank, her body couldn't help but tremble, and a layer of fine cold sweat immediately appeared on her forehead.

The officials behind Wen Ziyue also lowered their heads quickly, wishing they would shrink into the cracks of bricks and rocks at this moment, so that they would be seen by Chen Yue.

“Yes, yes.”

Wen Ziyue held back the pain and raised his arm, making a sound like a mosquito and flies, and he didn't dare to check the waist card. When Chen Yue rode his horse by his side, he respectfully returned the waist card.

A drop of sweat as big as a bean slid down his chin and dripped to the ground.

But in just a few breaths, the clothes on the vest were wet with sweat.

A large number of Tiandimen Gangmen gang members left with Chen Yue.

The smoke and dust rose, and not long after, Funing Street returned to its former tranquility and became empty.

"Lao Wan, you said it a long time ago, which made my wrist bones crack." Wen Ziyue relaxed and dared to raise his head, holding the pain in his right wrist with his left hand, and smiling bitterly.

The name for Wan Haicheng has also changed, and the words have a little more closeness and pleasing.

Wan Haicheng smiled kindly and didn't speak.

But he sneered in his heart, what had his mother been doing?

When Chen Yue popped out the waist card with his finger, he should have suppressed his strength to the point where the warrior at the peak of the Hejin Realm could almost catch it.

It was just an accident that broke Wen Ziyue's wrist bone.

It can only prove that Wen Ziyue’s strength is the last and the last among the peak warriors of the Hejin Realm.

Otherwise, with Chen Yue's terrifying physical strength, if Wen Ziyue really wants to hurt and kill Wen Ziyue, Wen Ziyue will not have the chance to catch the waist card.

At the same time, he was quite moved.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

Both are the leaders of the Heaven and Earth Sect, and their status is really from heaven to earth.
Chapter completed!
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