Qiao Hongshan said: "He will certainly be punished for doing these things, but Taoist priest, you have no right to decide his life..."

"Whether you say it doesn't count."

Chen Yang reminded: "There are ten minutes left, hurry up, don't waste my time."

Seeing that he was not in trouble, Qiao Hongshan was determined and no longer futile.

Take out your cell phone, retreat to the back of the crowd, and make a call.

"He refused to let anyone go." Qiao Hongshan said.

"Please help from the Taoist priest present."

"I can't help." Qiao Hongshan hesitated for a moment and said, "When I came, there were already several corpses lying on the ground. I judged that it should be his move. This is the Tianshi Mansion. If he takes action, no one will stop him? I have considered all these, and now I must consider other solutions."

The opposite side was silent.

Qiao Hongshan said: "There is not much time. If Thirteen...no, there will be only ten minutes. If you can't think of a solution within ten minutes, he will really kill Huang Jing."

The opposite asked: "Does he know Huang Jing's identity?"

"I don't know." Qiao Hongshan said: "I told him, he doesn't care."

"Who is his master?"

"Zhen Xu Zhenren passed away a few years ago." Qiao Hongshan suddenly said: "He has two uncles, yes, two uncles!"

"Who is it?"

"True Man Jinwen from Baiyun Temple, and True Man Jinkong from Guanchao Mountain, please send me their contact information."

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Hongshan seemed to suddenly see hope.

After a while, the number was sent.

He immediately called in.

“Dudu…”

"Who?"

"Is it true Jinkong? I am Qiao Hongshan, the head of Xijiang Branch No. 97."

"Is there something wrong?"

Jinkong's words were light and he did not treat him differently because of his identity.

Qiao Hongshan said: "Chen Xuanyang was in the Tianshi Mansion and killed someone. He is going to kill Huang Jing now! Please ask Zhenren Jinkong to stop him from continuing to make mistakes."

Jikawa asked: "Why do you kill someone?"

Qiao Hongshan dared not hide it and quickly told him the matter.

After listening, Jikawa said, "Give him the phone."

"Okay, wait for the real person."

Qiao Hongshan saw hope.

He walked up and handed the phone over: "Zhengkong has something to say to you."

Chen Yang glanced at him deeply and took his cell phone: "Uncle Master."

Imakawa said: "Division No. 97, what's going on? They haven't mediated before?"

Chen Yang said: "I asked them to find the people who smashed the Taoist temple. They said they would not participate."

Jinkong asked: "I have to kill?"

Chen Yang said: "You must kill me."

Imakami said: "Okay, then kill. Give him the phone."

Chen Yang returned the phone.

Qiao Hongshan asked: "Real person..."

"Did you say you're not involved?"

"Real person..."

"Did you say it?"

"Say it..."

"Then don't participate."

"But……"

"No, but, Huang Dongting's brother is a human, but my junior nephew, Jinkong, isn't a human? Or should my junior nephew have a low life, so I have to treat it differently?"

"Real person, Huang Jing cannot die!" Qiao Hongshan said anxiously: "Huang Dongting is the only brother, and he did not say that he wanted to protect Huang Jing. He was willing to let Huang Jing bear the price, but he could not let Master Chen take action! This is different!"

“It seems to me the same.”

"Real person...Dudu..."

Qiao Hongshan was completely speechless. This family is so fucking bad temper!

The only hope is gone.

at this time.

In the courtyard.

Xuanzhen's cell phone rang, and Jinkong's call came from.

"master."

"Protect your junior brother, whoever bullies him, write down my name and I will come to you one by one after another."

"Know."

"Don't worry about the No. 97 side. If they do something random, don't be polite. In short, remember, don't let Xuanyang be bullied."

"Yeah, I know."

Ten minutes, most of the blink of an eye has passed.

Chen Yang always pays attention to the movement outside.

He heard a sound coming, and he couldn't help but open his eyes and look behind the crowd outside the door.

There are more than ten people in total.

He followed the left and right, as if he was escorting several people in the middle, and walked towards him.

Lao Hei.

Chen Yang saw it, it was Lao Hei.

It was pushed on a simple wooden cart, tied with a thick hemp rope, and red rope marks were streaked in many places.

Lao Hei was lying on the wooden cart. The wooden cart was too small and Lao Hei was too big. His body was curled up and his head was hanging on his body.

My eyelids were so heavy that I couldn't open them and I was listless.

The person who was pushing the cart was a Taoist priest, and there were two Taoist priests on both sides.

The people from Department No. 97 are guarding them.

Seeing these three Taoist priests, Chen Yang's eyes twitched quickly, and his voice squeezed out of his throat: "Nanya, it turns out you are still there!"

These three Taoist priests are Jinran, Xuanweizi and Ziwei.

No wonder, no wonder Huang Jing moved by himself. He was so excited that he was the first to rush up.

From the beginning, the first person Chen Yang thought of was Nanya.

But I also feel that Nanya would not do it so blatantly.

Unexpectedly, he was indeed there.

Nanya was stunned, and then he saw clearly the three people pushing the cart. His face was gloomy and he looked at Huang Jing angrily.

"Buzz!"

Chen Yang grabbed and held the void, and the bone sword was immediately pulled out from the ground and flew into his hands.

Nanya's face rose in panic and shouted, "This has nothing to do with me!"

Everyone saw that Chen Yang slowly raised the long sword in his hand and shouted out the two words that made his scalp numb.

"Thunder come!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Qiao Hongshan and dozens of people from the Department No. 97 were all looking at the sky in shock at this moment.

There were thunders, and there were at least ten thunders, and they blasted towards the South Cliff like raindrops.

"Bang bang bang!"

The thunder in the sky was like a circle, and it was drawn like a prison to hit the foot of the Nanjiao.
To be continued...