Thinking like this in his heart, Chu Qitian’s expression was still calm, and he smiled softly: “Don’t hide from Mr. Sword God, ten years ago, the descendants of my Chu family who are descendants of the Chu family are indeed not me.”
“But unfortunately, that one has been expelled from the Chu family.”
“So, the current generation of Tianzi is me, Chu Tianqi!”
Chu Qitian smiled faintly, but in those words, there was arrogance.
Sword God Mochizuki said nothing, he was not interested in taking care of the Chu family’s affairs.
“Let’s go, Young Master Chu came from afar, what is it for me?”
“Not just to give me gifts, right?” Mochizuki looked at Chu Qitian and asked slowly.
While he was speaking, he looked up and looked around, only to find that Chu Qitian was here alone.
“Ok?”
“Where is Ying Long?”
“Didn’t he come with you?”
“I remember, Ying Long wasn’t hired to join the Chu family for your use?”
Mochizuki asked in doubt.
“Hey~”
Hearing this, Chu Qitian couldn’t help sighing long.
“Senior Sword God, I am here this time, just about to tell you about this.”
“Mr. Huaying Longhua, he has sacrificed while performing the task.”
“I was attacked and killed by a country villain using treacherous means.”
what?
“You said, Ying Long is dead?”
“how can that be?”
“Ying Long has already mastered martial arts, and the general strong is definitely not his opponent.”
“How did a country kid kill him?”
Sword God Mochizuki frowned and said in disbelief.
Chu Qitian didn’t speak, but just asked someone to present the phone to the sword god.
Above, it was a set of pictures that Ye Fan sent to him.
The moment Mochizuki River saw the photo, his whole body trembled involuntarily.
“This…this picture, surely true?”
Mochizuki’s words trembled.
Chu Qitian nodded: “The picture is real and there is no trace of forgery.”
“In addition, my men have found Linglang’s body.”
“In a few days, it will be sent to the Sword God Palace…”
“Who, tell me, who is it?!” Chu Qitian was still talking, but the cold voice of Wangyue River’s yin had already sounded.
Upon seeing this, Chu Qitian was delighted.
He was right, and Mochizuki really took the bait.
He had heard before that the sword god of the country was extremely short-handed this day. Even if Hua Yinglong was only his adopted son, Chu Qitian had no doubt about Mochizuki’s determination to revenge.
Chu Qitian pondered for a moment, then raised his head and said in a deep voice.
“Murder, Ye Fan!”
Phoo~
The cold wind rolled up red leaves all over the sky.
Chu Qitian had already left at this time.
In the Sword God Palace, it was depression and dullness.
“Brother, you can’t go.”
“You have a special status, you are the Japanese sword god.”
“If you enter China, you will surely disturb the senior leaders of China, and even the Chinese God of War, Ye Qingtian.”
“A little carelessness will trigger a national war~”
At this time, the other two palace masters of the Sword God Palace were trying to persuade each other.
There are three palace owners in the Sword God Palace.
Mochizuki River, ranked first and strongest.
The other two, even if they are not as good as Mochizuki River, are not inferior.
The three of them are powerful men in the Japanese martial arts world.
Like them, the martial arts giants who have stood on top of a country, their words and deeds represent a country.
Therefore, when dealing with things, naturally I am more cautious.
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