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Chapter 882 Purple Thunder Sect Attacked
“Our two sects have always been friends, but in recent months, I don’t know why, the Purple Thunder Sect has provoked our valley several times, and each time the battle has been 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 the effect is also very small…”
Speaking of this, Leng Xian sighed angrily and lowered his head.
After Jiang Xiaolong listened, he had no idea.
“It must be that his Purple Thunder Sect wants to expand its power and swallow my Flying Snow Valley!” The three elders said angrily at the side.
“It’s a little weird.” Jiang Xiaolong bowed his head and groaned for a moment, “How are the Purple Thunder Sect disciples 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 side would rather damage himself by eight hundred, is there any deep hatred?”
Leng Xian and the four of them lost their words for a moment and looked down to think.
In the middle of the night, Leng Xian waved a big hand and drank, “Now that Hao Yang is unharmed, no matter what his purpose is, if he provokes again, I will make him pay the price of blood for the Purple Thunder Sect!”
After saying that, Leng Xian said to Leng Ren, “Ren’er, arrange it, tonight I will feast a big banquet to thank Jiang Xiaolong Shaoxia for saving his life!”
The sky gradually darkened, but inside the Flying Snow Valley it was brightly lit.
Hundreds of lanterns are hung, and the wine tables in the valley are full of good wine and good dishes, which is somewhat incompatible with this slightly shabby Feixue Valley.
“Jiang Xiaolong Young Hero, please take a seat!”
Leng Xian led Jiang Xiaolong to the highest table and motioned for Jiang Xiaolong to sit on the upper seat. At this table, all the important people in the Feixue Valley were all important people, and Leng Haoyang was also sitting next to Jiang Xiaolong.
“How does it feel?” Jiang Xiaolong tilted his head and asked.
“Hahaha, live and breathe!” Leng Haoyang had obviously recovered most of his complexion, and said jokingly.
“That’s fine.”
“I still don’t understand, how did you advance to such a level…” Leng Haoyang’s voice at this time was no longer a cold feeling, but a little soft.
Jiang Xiaolong smiled mysteriously and said, “This is a secret.”
Leng Haoyang looked at Jiang Xiaolong with strange eyes, sighed, and said, “I really don’t know if you are a genius or a BT… In other words, these six pindans, you got them so quickly?”
Jiang Xiaolong hesitantly said, “What, do you still want to eat?” I’ve got a lot more here!”
Leng Hao raised the corner of his mouth: “The pain of this forging body is really unbearable…”
Such pain, Jiang Xiaolong has felt three times in the past six months, smiled lightly, and fell into the memory.
At this time, Leng Xian stood up and raised his wine glass, and his voice broke Jiang Xiaolong’s thinking.
“All the Feixue Valley disciples obeyed the orders, and today Jiang Xiaolong Shaoxia spared no effort to save my son Haoyang’s life at the expense of the Six Pinnacle Dan Medicine, and from today onwards, Jiang Xiaolong Shaoxia is my distinguished guest of the Feixue Valley!”
Jiang Xiaolong was not very accustomed to such occasions, scratched his head and stood up, saying, “Raise your hand… Raise your hand…”
“So modest!” Leng Xian praised a sentence and said, “Come, Jiang Xiaolong Young Hero, don’t get drunk and don’t return today!” As he spoke, he finished his glass of Chinese and American wine.
Jiang Xiaolong hurriedly picked up the wine glass, learned something, and swallowed it in one gulp.
“Oh…”
The intensity of this wine was obviously something that Jiang Xiaolong did not expect, and the moment he entered, a pungent feeling immediately came from the tip of his tongue, and Jiang Xiaolong’s expression was immediately twisted into an eggplant-like shape.
“Hahaha, it seems that you also have a time when you can’t do it…” Leng Haoyang laughed in a low voice.
“Yuck!” 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 operated True Qi and forced the wine he had just drunk out of his body, which made him feel more comfortable.
Before Jiang Xiaolong could slow down, the three elders raised their wine glasses again…
Not long after, Jiang Xiaolong had already drunk more than ten cups, although he could force out most of it, but he still had some drunkenness when he did not drink much.
Looking at the dozens of Feixue Valley disciples below, Jiang Xiaolong shook his head helplessly, if one person came to have a cup, he would really lie down and go out.
I had never instigated a fight, and I was afraid of drinking.
Just when everyone was still immersed in the atmosphere of red and green, a loud “bang” broke this beauty.
Leng Xian hurriedly looked down, only to see the blood oozing from the corner of Leng Ren’s mouth, flying in from the outside, directly knocking over a table of wine and dishes.
At this moment, Jiang Xiaolong, who was originally a little confused, instantly woke up.
The disciples below hurriedly lifted Leng Ren up, and Leng Xian and the three elders walked down quickly.
Leng Ren groaned in pain and muttered, “Purple… Purple Thunder Sect…”
“What!” Leng Xian’s eyes widened in anger and he shouted, “Damn! All the disciples, get ready to meet the enemy!”
During the conversation, all the disciples also woke up and took their weapons in their hands.
Jiang Xiaolong stood up behind him and fixed his eyes on it, and the crowd was crowded.
I saw that in the front was a middle-aged man, similar in age to Leng Xian, not very tall, but wearing a dark purple arabene brocade robe, inky black hair scattered randomly, but the eyes under his eyebrows did not match his overall temperament at all, revealing a cowardly gaze.