When he heard the sinister words coming from Wang Yan's mouth, Lin Dong's eyes suddenly froze, and then he looked at the sturdy figure not far ahead who was flashing like lightning arcs.
This guy , is he the Little Thunder King, one of the Three Little Kings?
Ying Xiaoxiao also had a slight frown on her eyebrows, and immediately she grasped her jade hand, and the three-foot green-edged sword flashed out.
There was some caution in her eyes.
"Hey, your Taoist sect is much stronger this time than last time.
No wonder you are so loud."
At the front of the Yuanmen disciples, that sturdy figure, the thunder light on the body began to converge, and finally completely dissipated, revealing a rough face, but at this time, the face was covered with With an undisguised arrogance, he looked at Wang Yan and others jokingly, and then smiled.
On Lei Qian's body, there was something faintly resembling thunder patterns.
An unusually majestic and violent wave spread out from his body, making people look at him.
Wang Yan's eyes were gloomy, and deep in his eyes, there was a strong murderous intention surging.
However, just when he couldn't help but want to take action, a jade hand fell on his shoulder and stopped him.
"Lei Qian, take care of the people of your Yuan sect.
Don't act like a gangster, which is disgusting."
Ying Xiaoxiao said with cold eyes.
"I think the disciples of our Yuan Sect are very good and there is nothing to worry about.
On the contrary, it is you, Dao Sect, who should restrain yourself and stop showing off in front of my Yuan Sect."
Lei Qian said with a touch of sarcasm on his lips.
Hearing this, the eyes of many Dao Sect disciples suddenly surged with anger.
"It's because of this thing" Lei Qian turned around and took the shining green hairpin from Jiang Tao's hand.
He immediately smiled and said: "In this way, as long as you have the ability to take it away from me, I will not only pay the money, but also say nothing." , Lima takes people and leaves in despair, how about?”
Wang Yan's eyes were cold, and he was holding the black epee tightly in his hand.
He was about to take a step forward, but was stopped by an arm.
He turned his head and looked at the owner of the arm, frowning.
"I'll do it."
Lin Dong smiled at Wang Yan and said.
Wang Yan and Ying Xiaoxiao were startled for a moment and frowned.
Although they did not question Lin Dong's strength, the Lei Qian in front of them was really not an ordinary character.
"Lin Dong" Ying Huanhuan was also startled, and immediately grabbed the corner of Lin Dong's clothes with her jade hands and said, "Don't be impulsive.
At worst, I won't need that hairpin anymore."
This young girl who was quite angry earlier and wanted to call her brothers into a group fight, when she saw that Lin Dong was actually going to fight Lei Qian, panic flashed in her big black eyes involuntarily.
"I shouldn't be in trouble, shouldn't I?"
Looking at the girl with a slightly aggrieved face, Lin Dong was slightly stunned for some reason.
Then he stretched out his palm with a bright smile, touched Ying Huanhuan's head, and said: "This is not about hairpins.
Some things are always important.
It’s inevitable.”
After the voice fell, he looked at Ying Xiaoxiao and the two of them, and said softly: "Leave it to me."
"Be careful."
Looking at Lin Dong's smiling eyes, Ying Xiaoxiao and Wang Yan hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.
The former also stepped out slowly, and finally walked out of the crowd of Dao Sect disciples, and appeared in the treasure hunting area.
Under the gathering gaze of Tao.
At this time, this area has obviously become the most eye-catching place in the treasure hunting area.
Yuanmen and Daozong are two powerful super sects, and there is a deep grudge between the two.
Now they are facing each other here. , I’m afraid I have to watch a good show.
Not far from this area, there was a pavilion.
At this time, above the pavilion, there were two figures looking in that direction.
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There are two figures, a man and a woman.
The woman is in front and the man is half a step behind.
The slight gap shows a difference between the two.
Among the two, the most eye-catching one is naturally the woman.
She is in white clothes and white skirt, with black hair flowing down to her slender waist like a waterfall.
Her skin is as white as snow, and her eyebrows are like picturesque eyebrows.
Although there is a thin trace on her cheeks.
It is covered by gauze, but the vague outline still has a temptation that people can't look away from.
She has a cold and aloof temperament, and looks like a cold girl from the Moon Palace who fell into exile and became an immortal, conquering the country and the city.
And with this appearance and temperament, besides Aya Qingzhu, who else could have it?
Next to Ling Qingzhu, there is a handsome-faced man.
The latter is smiling, and when he occasionally looks at the former, there is unconcealable admiration and obsession in his eyes.
At this time, the two people also looked at the area in the distance.
When they saw the appearance of the little Thunder King Lei Qian, their expressions moved slightly.
"Haha, even Lei Qian is here.
Although Daozong has Ying Xiaoxiao and Wang Yan sitting in charge, I'm afraid there's nothing we can do about him."
The handsome man looked into the distance and said with a smile.
"The people of Yuanmen are still so domineering."
Ling Qingzhu said in a calm voice.
The handsome man nodded and said immediately: "I wonder who will take action later, Ying Xiaoxiao or Wang Yan?"
Before he could finish his voice, he suddenly let out a sigh, and then looked at the thin figure walking out from among the Dao Sect disciples in the distance with some surprise: "Who is this person?"
Hearing this, Ling Qingzhu raised her eyes slightly, and then casually glanced at the figure in the distance.
Then, her moving eyes suddenly solidified, and her cold expression, which was always like a deep lake, became It was at this moment that an unprecedented look of astonishment came over him.
Her eyes were tightly locked on the figure in the distance, her red lips were slightly parted, and her pair of jade hands like lotus roots were slowly clenched at this moment because of the emotions surging in her heart.
That figure was no stranger to her, and could even be said to be profound.
Ling Qingzhu knew that she might forget many things in this life, but this figure could never be forgotten.
Five years ago, the conversation on a mountain peak in the small Great Yan Dynasty still echoed in my mind.
When Ling Qingzhu heard the familiar name after the Hundred Dynasties War, her heart was shocked.
She couldn't imagine that the young man who was so weak in her eyes could really reach this level step by step. situation She knew Lin Dong's details very well.
In that ancient tomb, even someone like Lin Langtian could easily suppress him into a state of panic.
At that time, he might have been an ant-like existence in the eyes of many people. .
Because she knew so well, she was so surprised when she learned that Lin Dong had entered the Dongxuan Territory.
She understood how much that frail but extremely persistent young man had to pay to get to this point.
In five years, the once frail boy was truly transformed.
That year, on that mountain peak, she once said that the two of them would never have any intersection in the future.
It was also that year that the boy left his parents, took a mink and a tiger with him, and began to travel.
No one knew how much he had experienced, and no one knew how many times he wandered between life and death.
The year before, she suddenly heard that strange yet familiar name, and the young boy began to catch up with her in his own way.
This year, the transformed young man finally appeared in front of her, and with a fearless attitude, he stood in front of the most outstanding person among the younger generation of Dongxuan Territory.
Ling Qingzhu looked at the young man walking out in the distance, his red lips under the gauze slightly pursed.
The young man back then finally used his efforts to refute all her assumptions about him.
Now, he is no longer the young wolf that struggled to run on the path of the strong.
He has transformed into an eagle, fighting in the sky.
Now, he is no longer afraid of her aura that once made him unable to look directly.
Ling Qingzhu took a deep breath, and then stared at the thin figure walking towards Lei Qian in the distance.
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