area51novel Chapter 882
Chapter 882
Chapter 882: The Purple Thunder Sect is coming
"Our two sects have always been on good terms, but in the past few months, I don't know why, the Purple Thunder Sect has provoked our valley several times, and each time the battle is fierce. In the past few months, most of my Gu disciples have been killed and injured..."
"In desperation, I can only let Leng Ren lead people to guard the valley, but it has little effect..."
Speaking of this, Leng Xian sighed angrily and lowered his head.
After Jiang Xiaolong listened, he also had no idea.
"It must be that his Purple Thunder Sect wants to expand its power and wants to swallow my Flying Snow Valley!" The Third Elder said angrily beside him.
"Kind of weird." Jiang Xiaolong lowered his head and pondered for a while, "How are the disciples of the Purple Thunder Sect killed or injured?"
Leng Xian said, "It's comparable to my Flying Snow Valley."
"That's not right." Jiang Xiaolong said, "If the strength of the Purple Thunder Sect is above the Flying Snow Valley, then it is understandable to attack, but now the other party would rather damage himself by eight hundred, isn't there some deep hatred?"
The four of Leng Xian were speechless for a while, and looked down to think.
After a while, Leng Xian waved his big hand and shouted: "Now that Haoyang is unharmed, no matter what his purpose is, if he provokes again, I will make his Purple Thunder Sect pay the price of blood!"
After speaking, Leng Xian said to Leng Ren: "Ren'er, arrange it, tonight I will arrange a banquet to thank Jiang Xiaolong for his life-saving grace!"
The sky is getting dark, but the Flying Snow Valley is brightly lit.
Hundreds of lanterns are hanging, and the wine table in the valley is full of good wine and food, which is a little out of place with this slightly shabby flying snow valley.
"Young Master Jiang Xiaolong, please take a seat!"
Leng Xian led Jiang Xiaolong to the highest table and motioned for Jiang Xiaolong to sit in the upper seat. At this table, there were all important figures in Flying Snow Valley, and Leng Haoyang also sat next to Jiang Xiaolong.
"How does it feel?" Jiang Xiaolong tilted his head and asked.
"Hahaha, live and live!" Leng Haoyang obviously recovered most of his complexion, and said jokingly.
"That's good."
"I still don't understand, how did you advance to the rank so..." Leng Haoyang's voice at this time was no longer a cold feeling, but a little soft.
Jiang Xiaolong smiled mysteriously, "It's a secret."
Leng Haoyang looked at Jiang Xiaolong with strange eyes, and sighed: "I really don't know if you are a genius or a BT... In other words, you got these six-pin pills so quickly?"
Jiang Xiaolong hehe Yile, "Why, you still want to eat?" I have a lot here!"
The corner of Leng Haoyang's mouth twitched: "This pain of forging the body is really unbearable..."
Such pain, Jiang Xiaolong has felt three times in the past half a year, smiled faintly, and fell into memories.
At this time, Leng Xian stood up and raised his glass, and his voice broke Jiang Xiaolong's thinking.
"All the disciples of Flying Snow Valley obey orders, today Young Man Jiang Xiaolong will not hesitate to save my Erhao's life with six pins of pills, and from today onwards, Young Man Jiang Xiaolong will be my distinguished guest of Flying Snow Valley!"
Jiang Xiaolong was not very accustomed to this kind of occasion, scratched his head and stood up, "Raise your hand... Raise your hand..."
"Too modest!" Leng Xian praised and said, "Come, Young Master Jiang Xiaolong, if you don't get drunk today, you won't return!" Saying that, he finished the glass of Chinese wine in one sip.
Jiang Xiaolong hurriedly also picked up the wine glass, learned and swallowed.
"Erm..."
The strength of this wine was obviously something Jiang Xiaolong did not expect, and the moment he entered, a spicy feeling immediately came from the tip of his tongue, and Jiang Xiaolong's expression immediately twisted into an eggplant-like shape.
"Hahaha, it seems that you also have times when you can't do it..." Leng Haoyang laughed in a low voice.
"Bah!" Jiang Xiaolong scolded, "How can a man say that he can't do it!"
When he said this, his body immediately began to sweat. Jiang Xiaolong immediately secretly ran his true qi and forced the wine he had just drunk out of his body, which was more comfortable.
Before Jiang Xiaolong could slow down, the three elders picked up their glasses again...
In a short time, Jiang Xiaolong had already drunk more than ten cups, although he could force most of it, but he still had some drunkenness with a small amount of alcohol.
Looking at the dozens of Flying Snow Valley disciples below, Jiang Xiaolong shook his head helplessly, if one person came to a drink, he would really lie down and go out.
I have never fought, and this drink is afraid.
Just when everyone was still immersed in the atmosphere of red and green, a loud "boom" broke this beauty.
Leng Xian hurriedly looked down, only to see blood oozing from the corner of Leng Ren's mouth, flying in from outside, and directly knocking over a table of wine and dishes.
At this moment, Jiang Xiaolong, who was originally a little confused, instantly sobered up.
The disciples below hurriedly helped Leng Ren up, and Leng Xian and the three elders walked down quickly.
Leng Ren groaned in pain and snorted, "Zi... Purple Thunder Sect..."
"What!" Leng Xian's eyes widened angrily and shouted, "Damn it! All disciples, prepare to meet the enemy!"
As he spoke, all the disciples also came to their senses and took their weapons in their hands in a uproar.
Jiang Xiaolong stood up at the back and fixed his eyes on it, and the crowd moved.
I saw that the first was a middle-aged man, about the same age as Leng Xian, not tall, but wearing a dark purple arabesque brocade robe, inky black hair scattered at will, but the eyes under his eyebrows were completely inconsistent with his overall temperament, revealing a cowardly gaze.