A small convoy of three cars slowly drove away from the hotel and headed towards a scenic spot outside the city.

On the outskirts of Yangcheng, there is a small mountain range called Qingyu Mountain.

There is an ancient temple on the mountain that has been around for hundreds of years called Qingyu Temple.

Qingyu Temple is full of incense and is a place where many good men and women worship.

In addition, the scenery around Qingyu Mountain is beautiful, and it is also a tourist outlet that outsiders must check in when visiting.

The car drove along the avenue leaving the city and soon arrived at the foot of Qingyu Mountain.

Parked the car in the wide parking lot, and the group came to the foot of the mountain and walked towards the Qingyu Temple located on the hillside.

Not big mountain peaks, not big temples.

Half an hour later, Lin Qiang and others had already arrived at the temple, burned incense and worshipped Buddha devoutly, and gave them money to rejoice. Then they left the temple and walked towards the highest mountain not far away.

It is not the peak tourist season now. After leaving Qingyu Temple, the tourists around you have become sparse.

When they climbed another mountain and looked down at the beautiful scenery around them, there were no more people around them.

"The scenery in the south is more beautiful and less vigorous."

After seeing the surrounding scenery, Lin Qiang commented: "There doesn't seem to be any interesting scenery, let's go back~"                                                                                                               �

Lin Qiang led everyone down the hill along the gentle mountain road.

Just as I turned a mountain pass, I suddenly saw a wide area in the middle of the road opposite, standing a group of warriors wearing the same green tights and exuding fierce murderous aura! These people are of different heights, fatness and thinness, but each of them is full of energy and good masters.

Behind them, they were carrying a long and narrow sword, with a red silk tied to the hilt, floating on the side under the mountain wind, looking a bit of a shrill beauty! “How come such a group of strange people suddenly appear here?”

Lin Qiang said in surprise: "Is it in COSPLAY?"

Lin Qiang's words had already reached the crowd not far away.

A thin young man standing in front of the team was so angry that he heard Lin Qiang's words that he was so angry that he cursed at Lin Qiang: "You claw! You little thief, come here to die!"

"Where is the dialect of this? How could it appear in Yangcheng?"

Lin Qiang looked at the other party curiously: "Are you also coming to Yangcheng for a trip?"

"Junior, don't show your verbal skills here."

A powerful middle-aged man standing in the middle stared at Lin Qiang coldly and said, "Since you have offended our 'Sword Sect', you must have the awareness of elimination of life and death!"

"Dao Sect?

What kind of sword sect is it?”

Lin Qiang asked in surprise: "I haven't heard of this name before~"                                                      

The thin young man who was speaking just now said angrily: "In Yangcheng, have you never heard of the name of the 'Dao Sect'?"

"They are foreign, and it's normal that they haven't heard of it."

The mighty middle-aged man standing in the middle said, "But yesterday you insulted an organization covered by our Knife Sect. Our Knife Sect will settle the accounts with you!"

"What, we came to Yangcheng the day before yesterday, and we didn't even make any moves!"

Lin Qiang said: "Is there any misunderstanding that we can untie~"                                                                                                                     

The mighty middle-aged man asked.

"Will Xiaodao?"

Lin Qiang was stunned and looked at the mighty middle-aged man and said, "Yesterday we met a group of people and there was a little conflict.
Chapter completed!