The Immortal Emperor Returns - Chapter 260

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The diarrhea was strange. You must know that the Emperor's internal organs, limbs, and skeletons are strangely moisturized by Reiki. I dare not say that a hundred poisons do not invade, but they are almost indispensable.

It can make the emperor trouble his stomach, and the medicine emperor can do it.

Snapped!

The medicine pestle was drawn on the thunderstorm's ass. The thunderstorm gritted his teeth and held his breath. It didn't look like a stomachache, but more like constipation.

"Don't take it?" Yaohuang was so uncomfortable, it was unspeakable. The old face was completely smoked by the thunderstorm's thunderous martial arts. Sure enough, compared with being abused, it's still quite abused.

The thunderstorm glared at the big copper bell eyes, he was going crazy. Secretly trying to force the medicine, but it is useless at all.

"This medicine is made by medicinal herbs with special methods, so don't bother." Yaohuang proudly said.

"Oops ... no more ..." The thunderstorm gritted his teeth, and it was okay not to perform the exercises, and the bowels of the exercises were tied.

"Go." Yaohuang let go of his hand, he knew that the thunderstorm had reached the edge of patience, and it was time to pull on his pants. Renhuang pulls his pants, then the joke is getting bigger.

"Come on, come back, I'll wait for you, and abuse you with one hand." He arrogantly challenged the thunderstorm's back.

But when the back of the thunderstorm disappeared, he rushed into the main hall, and then rushed out again.

More than ten minutes later, when the thunderstorm returned, she strode her head, her face was rosy, and she held a big **** in her hands, and she yelled: "Lao Huang, you Jiangyuelang, your Thunder Lord is back. You never thought I would be blessed by misfortune Right? "

After pulling this time, he felt relaxed and the cramps in his stomach and the river turned to the sea. The whole body was warm and unspeakable, and his body was restored to its peak state.

Well, of course, he will not forget the tortured drug emperor, who now avenges with his grandmother.

"Lao Huang, you who sell fake medicines, come out to me and let you know how powerful your Lei Ye is."

"Jiang Hulang, don't try to hide, I will also kick you out of the mouse hole."

"Drug dealer, I saw you, don't hide and come out quickly. You can't hide, you have to let Lei strike you a thousand times."

The thunderstorm clawed at the cockroach. Manwujinshan searched for the medicine emperor. Carpet-type search. When he saw the rat hole, he had to bang with the cockroach.

"Do you see the old man Huang?" The thunderstorm ran into the main hall and asked Chu Xun.

Chu Xun said with a smile, "He has gone to Beijing, and now it is time to recover it."

"Fujian, then I'll go back and wait for you in Beijing."

Chu Xun bowed his head slightly, and said, "Well, I wanted to take you to the Sifang Sword School."

Uh ... thunderstorm shuddered, and then surprised: "Does the owner intend to move the gang of Quartet Swords to pieces? Great, I won't go back to Beijing. I already planned to kill these bastards."

Huh!

A little white foot kicked him.

"Vulgar." Jiuyou stared at the thunderstorm flying out.

The cold sweat at a table seemed to be careful afterwards. The violent little loli didn't seem to like swearing.

Suddenly satiated, Chu Xun spent more than an hour to arrange a large mountain guard for Wujin Mountain.

After taking a short break, he took Jiu You and others to leave. Before leaving, he ordered Yan Yi to ask someone to secretly investigate the silver-haired woman. By the way, investigating the news of Broken Soul Gate, this martial art did not get rid of one day, and Chu Xun was disturbed.

Broken Soul Gate is weird, and no one knows where they are hiding? Where is the headquarters? If he knew, Chu Xun would not be the Quartet Sword School.

Chu Xun's personality was decisive. He decided to let Yanlong Palace rise rapidly. On the other hand, Chu Xun wanted to make Chu Fu rise.

Rise requires resources. In this case, it can only be grabbed. Grabbing others can't bear it, conscience is uneasy. Grab the Quartet Sword Sect, Tianlong Fort, etc. will not, grab the enemy is not called grab.

For three thousand years in the other world, Chu Xun has never been a softhearted person. If not, he would not have lived on the day when he became an Emperor. I'm afraid I don't know which side to nourish.

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Sifang Sword School is located in Longgang City, China, and is located on Liuxia Mountain.

This is a great force in the true sense. It has been passed down for thousands of years and has a deep foundation. There must be many good things in the treasure house.

But just as a few people were preparing to board the flight to Longgang City, Chu Xun received a call. The number was a string of garbled characters and was encrypted.

"Hello?" Chu Xun connected.

"Chu Xun." As soon as the other party spoke, Chu Xun heard who it was.

The phone number was called by Chief One himself.

Twenty minutes later, Chu Xun hung up the phone, grinning bitterly, exhausting his life.

"Fun, what's wrong?" Thunderstorm asked.

"We changed the ticket, and we went to Haiqing." Chu Xun narrowed his bright eyes and paused. "An ancient relic appeared in Haiqing, which attracted a large number of warriors. Even the violent birds and beasts rioted out. The civilian casualties were severe and the army stationed there was also attacked. "

"So serious?" The thunderstorm was startled.

"It was attacked by a warrior." Chu Xun said.

Thunderstorms are even more surprising. The martial arts community has rules and is not allowed to attack ordinary people. Although the warriors are powerful, they also need money resources and need to eat and drink Lazarus. These are from the worldly world. Therefore, the rules against allowing ordinary people to take action have existed for a long time, and it has been impossible to verify them for a long time.

"The world is mutated, many rules are useless." Jiuyou's voice was immature, but she saw the problem thoroughly.

"If there are no rules, then we will re-form the rules. It just happened that my major general's name can be used." Chu Xun raised his lips with a cold look.

"Fujian, I'll go with you." Wu Busi said.

"No, you need to go back and sort out Tian Wuzong first." Chu Xun refused. Tian Wuzong was hunted down by the Quartet Sect this time. The elder died a lot, and Wu Busi needed to go back to preside over the whole situation.

"Fujian, please inform me when attacking the Quartet Sword Sect." Wu Busi said. After the Sifang Sword School almost killed him, he killed more than a dozen elders in Tianwuzong, and this revenge must be reported.

Chu Xun nodded and agreed.

Wu Busi took the young man and the old man back to Wuzong.

"Notify Yan Chong, the pretty widows, so they can rush to Haiqing." Chu Xundao said.

Then the three changed their visa and flew directly to Haiqing.

...

For several hours, three people from Chu Xun appeared in Haiqing.

Haiqing is a coastal area, and the air is full of fishy smell and the air is humid.

This once bustling and lively city now looks bleak and indifferent. There are not many people on the street, even if there is a hurry, vigilance.

A military vehicle came to a stop not far from the three of them. A flat-headed, dark-skinned man ran over, respecting a standard military salute.

"Hello Chief! Pan Zihao was ordered to greet you."

Chu found a less standard military salute.

The three took the military vehicle and came to the barracks.

"Why no one?" Chu Xun found that the large barracks were empty, with only dozens of soldiers guarding.

"Returning to the commander, the soldiers went out to patrol." Pan Zihao replied sternly.

Through conversation, Chu Xun learned that the former responsible for this was also a major general, but he was evacuated for serious injuries.

Pan Zihao is now in charge. Pan Zihao is a colonel, one level lower than Chu Xun.

"Chief, do you want to have a meal?" Pan Zihao respected Chu Xun, because the name of the Devil of the Chu is more than just martial arts. In the mundane world, the army declares the same.

Chu Xun shook his head and said, "Tell me about your attacks."

Pan Zihao's dark face floated with anger, and then he began to speak: "The day before yesterday, Major General Ning Heng patrolled the street and encountered a martial artist who wounded the beast. The major general Ning Heng killed the beast under anger. At night We were touched, and we lost a dozen brothers. Major General Ning Heng was also seriously injured. "

"Do you know what school or school?" Chu Xun looked coldly.

Pan Zihao shook his head, his expression bowed.

"Take me to see where the attack was." Chu Xunxun said.

The soldier's quarters are arranged in rows. Only the dormitory of Major General Ning Heng is independent and is located at the innermost part of the barracks.

Ningheng's dormitory is just two bungalows, one office and one bedroom.

A party came to the place where Ning Heng was attacked.

The walls are full of bullet holes and there are many on the ground.

"This knife is a little weird!" Chu Xun said. "Most people use a knife to split down. From the point of view of these knife marks, the knife style is the upper one. However, since the earth has mutated, there are many schools and martial arts styles are even more varied."

"Head, there is a video, do you want to watch it?" Pan Zihao asked.

Uh ... Chu Xun looked at him at the same time and couldn't help but be speechless.

But they also understood that obedience was a duty of the soldiers. Don't ask more, don't think too much, don't guess too much, the chief will answer whatever he asks.

Pan Zihao scratched his head, feeling that he must have made a mistake, but he didn't know what was wrong.

Several people came to the screening room.

The screen began to play. I saw four black shadows approaching the dormitory of Ningheng at a rapid speed. The speed was extremely fast.

The four broke into the door and attacked. Fortunately, Ning Heng happened to be out, and the four rushed out again. As a result, they met the soldiers who heard the sound, and then a battle between cold weapons and hot weapons began.

"Too arrogant." The thunderstorm was angry, and the four did not seem to be assassinations. When no one assassinates, he will break into the door.

"Is he Ning Heng?" Chu Xun pointed at a middle-aged black-faced man coming from the back of the picture.

"Yes," said Pan Zihao.

"Gongzhu, they are not Chinese warriors." The thunderstorm suddenly said.

Chu Xun nodded, he already saw it. The knife used by the four was curved and slender, with a long handle, held by both hands.

"It's Fuso Ronin." The thunderstorm saw it.

Chu Xun's eyes were cold and cold, and a warrior from another country came to kill the general of Huaxia Kingdom, which made him want to kill.

At this time, the four men in black in the picture overlapped the shadows of the knives, and their figures were strange. They actually avoided the arc of the pulsed thunder gun and slid into the crowd.

One of them split Ning Heng with a stab, and the terrible wound went from the shoulder to the stomach, and blood was flowing like a stream of water.

The other three killed a dozen soldiers in succession and then left easily.

The picture freezes, Chu Xun's body bursts into horrific murderous futility.