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It was early autumn.

Bianyan city is bustling, golden wind and drizzle, but there is a different kind of coolness.

Wearing a thin white shirt, Su Mengzhen stood under the eaves, watching the rain connect into silk threads, fall from the eaves, fall to the ground and break into raindrops.

Patter, patter.

The sound is like a big bead and a small bead falling on the jade plate. It is also like a contemporary musician playing a soft and beautiful movement. It is natural and shocking.

"Guild leader, God is waiting!"

A tough man in the uniform of Jinfeng drizzle building came from a distance, hugged his fist in the rain and said.

"The Lord of God has finally come."

Su Mengzhen nodded slightly, and his eyes suddenly took back from the rain and fell in front.

Golden wind drizzle red sleeve knife, magnificent mountains and rivers, high sky ratio!

Su Mengzhen is the owner of Jinfeng drizzle building, which is one of the major giants in Beijing.

Step, step!

A burst of light footsteps, the sound of rain was interrupted, and a group of people came in a hurry.

"The demeanor of the gods of Zhuge is no less than that of the past."

"The skills of guild leader Su are more and more refined."

Zhuge Shenhou and Su Mengzhen were both in the capital, one in Baidao and the other in the Jianghu. They also had a hand in those years, but they still cherish each other.

Eh!?

Su Mengzhen looked very active. He saw the people standing next to Zhuge God. He seemed to have a familiar face and keenly felt that something was wrong.

"This is ruthless! Ruthless legs can recover. How is it possible?"

"What the hell is going on?"

Su Mengzhen's heart set off a terrible wave.

The whole Jianghu knows that they are ruthless. They have been plotted by murderers since childhood. Their legs are disabled and their meridians are damaged. They have to use wheelchairs to travel. They can't stand up at all.

But ruthless stood in front of me, and I couldn't help but believe Su Mengzhen and others

"Thanks to the grace of the holy emperor, I gave the anti God pill to regenerate the nature, and the cliff can recover."

Lord Zhuge's face was positive and said, "I want to discuss another matter with sect leader Su today."

"After God Hou came back from the Chinese hero conference, it seems to be very different from the past."

Su Meng flashed a strange light in his pillow eyes and said, "the divine Marquis has voted for the Great Han Emperor. Do you want to persuade Su to surrender?"

In the end, it is the owner of Jinfeng drizzle building and one of the major giants in the capital. Su Meng has great wisdom and keen observation. He has seen the clue at a glance.

The drizzle hit the white hair and shoulders of Zhuge gods. Zhuge gods still looked calm and said softly, "what's the idea of Su Gang?"

"Even the Lord of God dares to give up his life and gamble that this wave will change another day. What can't let go of someone's long illness?"

Su Meng stroked the red sleeve knife with a pillow and said with an indifferent smile: "the Manchu Dynasty is a big thief in troubled times. I wanted to kill him early."

At this time, a dull thunder suddenly came from the sky.

Su Mengzhen looked up at the sky, and the corners of his mouth tilted slightly: "it's going to change."

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Boom!

The original drizzle suddenly became a rainstorm, thunder roared, and purple electricity danced in the sky.

There is a mountain temple in the wilderness west of the capital.

This is also a stronghold of the beggars' sect in the capital. A group of beggars' sect elders are gathering in the temple, baking dog meat and drinking. They are really free and happy.

"When you finish this vote, everyone will have great benefits. When you get money, you will quit the Jianghu, return to your roots and become a local rich and noble member. I have nothing to say."

Bai Shijing is one of the highest ranking elders in the beggars' sect. He speaks well and is very persuasive.

"Hey, hey! If you can be a member and marry him a concubine in seven or eight rooms, who the hell would like to be a beggar?"

"Yes, a bright future is ahead of us. Let's follow Bai Changlao and work hard!"

"Alas! The emperor of Han Dynasty's killing surprised heaven. I'm afraid it's not easy to deal with. The guild leader went to the grand gathering of heroes in China, and there was no news..."

The elders of the beggars' sect also whispered and talked excitedly, focusing on the situation.

Hum!

Bai Shijing snorted coldly: "Qiao Feng is from the state of Liao. He is not my own race. His heart must be different! He is not one with us after all. After returning from the hero event in China this time, we should settle him well..."

Before he finished, the gate of the mountain temple suddenly exploded into wood dust.

"With a bastard like you, how dare you count on me to kill someone?"

Xiao Feng took a tiger step and drove straight in. He looked at the people as if they had nothing.

"OK! Qiao Feng, you thief of Liao, dare to come to us!!?"

"Sooner or later, you will be besieged by the whole Jianghu, waiting to be ruined!"

Quan Guanqing, the elder of the beggars' sect, stood up and said gloomily, "I respect you and call you sect leader Qiao. Your life experience has been revealed to the world. There is no place for you in the Wulin of the Central Plains. For your martial arts are good, I recommend you to do something for the grand master. If you make a contribution, you will have a rich future in the future..."

ha-ha!

Xiao FengHao laughed and took a step ahead and said, "Cai Jing old dog, the time of death is coming. He also wants someone Xiao to work for him!? this gang leader can be improper, but he must kill you black sheep today!"

Liu Hao even obeys big giants like the power sect and Shaolin. The beggars' sect looks very large. In fact, the good and bad are intermingled. Xiao Feng doesn't pay much attention to it.

"It's death!"

"Go together and kill him!"

Bai Shijing and Quan guanqingleng smiled and asked everyone to besiege Xiao Feng.

There are two confidants in the temple, but only one came to Xiao Feng. Rao is so. Those ordinary beggars' sect members were swept by Xiao Feng's tiger eyes and dared not move.

"Kill!"

Quan Guanqing looked at a flaw in Xiao Feng, roared, stepped heavily on the ground with his feet, and killed him. He was the best shot. His clothes and clothes were making a loud noise.

Xiao Feng didn't even look at him. He flipped his hand, flew the dragon in the sky and split into the air. The vibration and roar of the Dragon roared. The strength of the palm was vigorous and just fierce. Unexpectedly, it took one palm to beat the full crown Qing upside down and flew out. It knocked down heavily on the wall. The wall collapsed and the dust flew all over the sky.

Quan Guanqing twitched his limbs on the ground, vomited a mouthful of blood, and died.

At this time, Bai Shijing and the crowd also killed Xiao Feng and could sit firmly in the position of the chief elder of the beggars' sect. Bai Shijing naturally had two brushes in his hand. When the silk wrapped catcher came out, the wind in the air sounded like a silver snake dancing in the air, which was very powerful.

"How dare you plot against the emperor with such martial arts?"

Xiao Fengxiang sighed: "someone Xiao will send you on the road, so as not to pollute the reputation of the beggars' sect!"

The dragon of dragon subduing God's palm fights in the wild