Chapter 299 A sword pierces the heart

Tang Zheng suddenly showed a spiritual smile on his face, and said: "Then I will go another day, Deacon Fang, please... pay attention to safety. Haha, be nice to Deacon Zhao."

Fang Che smiled bitterly: "Get out of here."

"Okay."

Fang Che also turned and left.

Tang Zheng watched Fang Che's figure in black disappear into the crowd, with a smile on his face. He turned around and continued patrolling the streets. He did not go back.

Just as Deacon Fang said.

Although your cultivation level is not high, you are walking here wearing the clothes of guarding the main hall, and the people nearby feel safe in their hearts, and those in the Demon Cult need to consider what they want to do.

Doing things does not necessarily require high level of martial arts.

As long as you dare to do it, you can do it!

Tang Zheng now understood this sentence deeply.

Deacon Fang has left, and he cannot leave anymore. He must continue to patrol the streets until the shift is about to end and the colleagues here come to take over.

Although he was also very scared, his heart kept pounding, fearing that a demon cult monster would suddenly pop out.

He pressed his hand on the handle of the knife, his palms wet with sweat.

But he always kept his body upright and walked among the crowd, imitating Fang Che's appearance, with a serious face and eyes like an eagle.

Fang Che hurried to Xishan, thinking about what he would say to Zhao Ying'er tonight.

It’s not that I am ignorant now.

He knew all Zhao Ying'er's thoughts about him.

But... Fang Che didn't dare to accept this kind of emotion no matter what.

He thought about it all the way...

…

After Zhao Yinger finished burning the paper money, he also burned the other incense candles he brought.

Then, one by one, they knocked away the iron-blood platform and slowly poured it in front of the grave.

Put the empty jar behind you and take it with you when you are ready to leave.

It’s already the 19th altar.

There was sadness on her face, and she recalled every bit of the past in this cemetery of heroes.

I couldn't help but shed tears one drop at a time.

At this moment, a voice said: "Deacon Zhao, Deacon Fang hasn't come yet?"

Zhao Ying'er's expression changed.

Look up.

In the smoke, he saw a fat man standing opposite, looking at him with a smile.

It was the tavern owner.

"you!?"

Zhao Ying'er's expression changed.

Without turning around, he suddenly gathered all his cultivation with a sudden kick, and kicked the wine jars stacked behind him hard.

Suddenly, seventeen or eight wine jars flew into the sky and rolled down the mountain with a roar.

She reacted very quickly. As soon as she saw this person appear, she instantly remembered that this person had asked her who she was with when she was buying wine.

It was immediately deduced that this person's target was Fang Che.

So she made a prompt decision and immediately kicked the wine jar away and rolled down the mountain to warn Fang Che.

At the same time, she raised her hand and a rocket shot into the sky.

And a long sword was already shining coldly in his hand.

But when the rocket was halfway up, the man opposite raised his hand slightly and flicked his fingers, causing the rocket to shatter silently.

"Who are you?" Zhao Ying'er felt her heart suddenly sink.

Just from this move, she knew that the other party was definitely a master.

The lowest level is also Marshal level or Wuhou level.

"I'm Lao Xia, Deacon Zhao."

The tavern owner Lao Xia looked at her with a smile. After shooting down the rocket, he ignored all her actions and didn't take it to heart at all. He said lightly: "It's useless. If that deacon Fang takes you at ease, he will find out

The wine jar will definitely come too."

"It's useless to send this rocket of yours. It's too far away. The nearest ones stationed here can't come that fast, let alone Deacon Zhao."

He smiled slightly: "I am a Wuhou. Do you think the people who come will pose any threat to me?"

Zhao Ying'er's face changed horribly: "Who are you?"

"Why do you still ask this question?"

Lao Xia smiled faintly: "Deacon Zhao, if I wasn't from the Guangming Sect, how could I be here?"

He felt a little sad and said: "Actually, I'm quite reluctant to let go. I entered Baiyun Continent fifteen years ago and have been selling wine peacefully. Until I broke through Wuhou recently, I have done almost nothing."

"What a pity. Who allowed your sweetheart to take over the helm of our Guangming Sect?"

Zhao Ying'er took two steps back without leaving a trace and said: "So you want to take revenge?"

"It's not that I want revenge, but that we, the hidden stakes, have all received orders to intercept and kill Deacon Fang."

Lao Xia said sadly: "From today on... I will never be able to live such a peaceful life again... Deacon Zhao, you have hurt me."

Zhao Ying'er's long sword flashed and she said in a low voice: "Then you still won't take action?"

Lao Xia was not anxious at all and said: "Deacon Fang hasn't come yet, so don't be anxious."

He smiled and said: "Deacon Zhao, do you want Deacon Fang to turn around and walk away when he sees those wine jars?"

"Do you still want him... to come regardless of life and death?"

Zhao Ying'er's face turned pale: "Of course I'm leaving!"

"Then...deacon Zhao, your affection is not worth it."

Lao Xia sighed and said: "Deacon Zhao, do you know what is the most satisfying thing in the world?"

Zhao Ying'er said: "What is it?"

"In front of a couple who love each other, he first insults his woman, and then kills the man in front of this woman... Hahahaha..."

Lao Xia laughed wildly: "I like to do this kind of thing the most!"

"demon!"

Zhao Ying'er couldn't bear it anymore and took action immediately.

But it's not about killing the enemy.

She pierced her heart with one sword!

Looking at the demon in front of her with beautiful eyes, Zhao Ying'er showed a sad and contemptuous smile: "You alone want to torture those of us who guard the hall?"

She was only a general, so she had no power to fight back against Lao Xia.

There wasn't even a chance to take action.

Whether she was caught and threatened by the other party, or insulted by the other party, or watched Fang Che die with her own eyes, she was unwilling!

So she made a prompt decision.

Lao Xia was shocked and hurriedly flicked the sword out, but Zhao Ying'er moved too fast, and he only deflected the sword a little.

Still inserted deeply into the chest.

Zhao Ying'er exerted so much force that half of the sword tip actually came out from behind!

…

Fang Che has already arrived at the entrance of the Heroes Cemetery.

Looking at the neat rows of tombs, I felt much more solemn.

He took a quick look and started walking up quickly.

Just walking...

Suddenly there was a rumble...

More than a dozen wine jars fell like rolling drums from the mountains, and several of them hit the tombstones and shattered. The empty mountain echoed like muffled thunder.

Fang Che's expression changed.
To be continued...