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Luo Changfeng is very likely to be seriously injured in the battle of the 800 sects' holy sacrifice ceremony.

This is the suspicion of An Hongdou, Jiang Manlou and others.

After all, the opponent he faces is the famous Twelve Stars of Jingtian, and it is understandable to be injured!

But how should I explain that I am stupid?

This made him unacceptable.

Jiang Manlou frowned and felt even more unhappy.

He was even a little angry!

If he was the man in black-clothed silver-haired who appeared when the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect destroyed the Sect, how could he be stupid?

"How can you be stupid?"

"How dare you be stupid?"

"You are the dignified lord of Fengxue Yin City, a person who looks down on the same generation and creates a great world! If you become a fool, what are the people in the world? What are our contemporaries?"

"Do you want to use this to mock us people who are beyond your reach?"

The woman from Tianji Tower saw the fluctuations of Jiang Manlou's breath and the gloomy face.

Although she did not understand the emotions between her lady and Luo Changfeng and Jiang Manlou, she did feel that the young Tibingshan was angry.

The woman persuaded: "Don't get angry at the mountain master. It is the most important thing to find out the matters of the alien race."

Jiang Manlou tried his best to calm himself down: "Of course we need to find out what the aliens are planning! You said that the goal of Guigu Forest is Sword City?"

The woman nodded.

Jiang Manlou pondered for a moment: "It seems that it is necessary to go to the sword-making city in person."

The woman said, "This is the best! If necessary, the officials from all buildings in Tianji Pavilion in Tiannan are willing to wait for the orders of the mountain master at any time."

Jiang Manlou clasped his fists: "Thank you senior! I wonder what you call me?"

"My husband's family's surname is Yang, so the mountain master can call me Mrs. Yang."

"I hope Mrs. Yang and the Tianji Loft members are watching the movements in Guigulin and Jueyunling. If there is any abnormality, I will transmit the message to my father-in-law and I will know it."

...

"She lied to me, she lied to me."

"She lied to me..."

"You all lie to me, everyone lie to me..."

Luo Changfeng, who was muddy, held the bag and the cold gun given to him by the girl Zhizi, and walked down the street, repeating these three words.

He didn't know where he was, nor did he know where he would go.

None of these matters anymore.

What’s important is that he feels very uncomfortable at this moment! He is very sad!

Over the past few days, many strange images appeared in his mind.

There is a man in black and silver hair in the picture, exactly the same as he was born. There is also a man with red hair and sword in the picture. He vaguely heard the man in black and silver hair call the senior brother.

He can't remember much.

Because the picture is very blurry, and because when those scenes come to his mind, his heart feels a broken pain. It seems that there is always a sound in the depths of his memory telling him not to think about it! So he began to hold his torn and painful head,

Force yourself to stop recalling...

He did it.

He could not think about those familiar scenes, but how could he not help but wonder about Miss Zi?

New injuries and old pains are fused together, and there is a scar on the head and heart that is cracking and blood is overflowing.

He didn't understand why the person he called his senior brother was deceiving himself? Why did Miss Zhizi also deceiving himself? Why are everyone deceiving himself?

He kept repeating this sentence.

As he walked, he bumped into a passing pedestrian.

The man wanted to accuse him of a black-clad silver hair and holding a cold gun. He was afraid that it would be a character who was not easy to mess with, so he left angrily.

He bumped into many people one after another, and even kicked the vegetable stall next to the street inadvertently. However, no matter how others beat and scolded him, he never raised his head and walked like this, not to know that someone behind him had noticed him.

Those were three gangsters who often wandered around nearby streets. They relied on their bodies and knew some vulgar moves, so they often did some shameful things.

For example, slave trade!

The man in the lead winked at the two brothers beside him, so one of the gangsters, who were not tall but had quick hands and feet, spit out the grass in their mouths and ran directly towards Luo Changfeng.

The man deliberately passed by Luo Changfeng, and then saw the opportunity to take away the bag and the cold gun.

"Bad guy!"

"Give me back, give me back..."

Luo Changfeng chased after him.

Luo Changfeng, who lost all his memory after being betrayed by his senior brother, was mentally damaged. In addition, his old injuries had not healed, and his cultivation was sometimes spiritual and sometimes deteriorated. But after all, his body was not weak, so he chased the man all the way to a dead end.

The man stopped running.

He simply turned around, lost his bag and cold gun, twisted his neck, and loosened his shoulders.

Looking at the man's eyes, Luo Changfeng was a little afraid and couldn't help but take a few steps back, and then was pushed back by an inexplicable force behind him. It turned out that two more people appeared behind him.

Luo Changfeng's back was against the wall, as if this would make him feel safe: "Bad guy, you are bad guys!"

"Bad guy?"

The three gangsters laughed.

"Yes, we are the bad guys!"

Luo Changfeng didn't know what to do, so he wanted to pick up the cold gun and baggage on the ground.

The man in the lead sarcastically said, "I didn't see it, will I use a gun?"

"Will the gun be amazing? I can still use seventeen-way knife..."

"Second brother is right! I also have the sword of my first intention to ban you for ten miles. I once used my sword to kill more than 70 foreign powerhouses with one sword on the banks of the Wei River. Can I also promote these achievements everywhere?"

"There is also the master of the thirty-six-character lotus birth technique that is superb!"

"Hahaha……"

"Stop your mouth, third brother! Look at this brother's appearance, black-clothed silver hair, maybe he is the Lord Fengxue Yincheng City. Although our brothers are not good, we can't laugh at Lord Luo City no matter how you say it!"

In the past ten years, the name of Luo Changfeng, the lord of Fengxue Yin City, has resounded throughout the world.

In addition, his supreme attainment on swords and swords has always attracted the younger generation in the world to imitate, and he begged for his guidance.

That's why the Sword Club was held so grand.

The three of them looked at the fool's outfit at first sight, and they were obviously imitating the Lord of Fengxueyin City, so they couldn't help but laugh.

How could Luo Changfeng understand what they were talking nonsense?

I picked up the cold gun and the baggage and wanted to rush out.

The ending is conceivable!

...

He was captured alive.

Those people did not make things difficult for him, but sold him to a dealer who had been sending slaves to the Sword City for many years.

He was locked in an iron cage, tied to a prison van, which was driving among the bumpy mountain roads.

He glanced around.

The vast convoy, there are no less than a hundred slave prison vans like him.

The convoy stopped and drove for about two days and two nights, and then came to the beach.

They transferred from prison vans to prison ships and continued to drift on the sea. About an hour later, they boarded an island not far from the seaside ferry.

They were shackled by iron chains and driven to climb the mountain. On the top of this island, there is a long iron chain bridge that never ends.

The slave traders whipped them and drove them one by one to the iron chain bridge.

The slaves were afraid and afraid.

Don't dare to look back.

Because those dealers are behind them.

They could only walk with their teeth, walking on this iron chain bridge that seemed to be a thousand feet tall and endless.

Under the iron chain bridge is the bottomless ocean of sea.

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