Beauty and the Bodyguard

It wasn\'t strange for him to think this way. The first impression they had when they arrived at the West Star Mountain village was that it was incomparably desolate. It was hard for them to imagine what the three old ancestors of the blood-clad yellow spring sect were doing in such a remote and backward place.

Could it be that they were here to inspect the terrain and move the blood-clad yellow spring sect to this area? Only an ancient sect would choose such a remote location, right? Other than that, Dongfang Badao could not think of a second possibility.

"Who knows? although this place is remote, it\'s still a good place to develop a sect. Could it be that the blood-clad netherworld sect wants to move their headquarters here because they have offended too many people?" President Qian Boguang took a bite of the sticky cake and frowned.

"Who cares what they\'re doing? let\'s just go and settle the score with them!" Pinliang, on the other hand, was quite excited. He\'d been dead for so long, and it\'d been a while since he\'d been resurrected, but he\'d never left the everyday and every day sect. This was his first time coming out of the pugilistic world, and he couldn\'t wait.

"That\'s right, Mr. Zhong is right. We\'re not worms that can read the minds of the blood-clad yellow spring sect. Why should we care about what they do? Let\'s just go and settle the score with them. " Celestial master Chunyang said immediately.

"That\'s true. Let\'s go!" Dongfang Badao nodded his head.

They walked to the village head\'s widow Wang\'s grocery store together. They frowned when they saw the Shabby Store. The three old ancestors of the blood-clad yellow spring sect were people who had seen the world, but they were actually eating in such a low-end place. What the hell?

However, they still walked into the grocery store. To their surprise, they saw the three patriarchs of the blood-robed yellow spring sect at a dining table not far away. However, there was another person sitting opposite them. They had no idea what he was doing.

Of course, they didn\'t care. Who cared what he did? if he dared to meddle in other people\'s business, he would kill the chicken to warn the monkeys.

"Bosses, are you here to buy something or eat?" When widow Wang saw another wave of well-dressed people, she thought they were with old ancestor yellow spring and thought,"I\'m really going to make a fortune today!"

The dark horse society\'s president, Qian Boguang, took the lead. He didn\'t pay any attention to widow Wang. In his eyes, widow Wang was no different from an ant. His purpose here was to kill the chicken to warn the monkeys. He wanted to kill the ghastly old ancestor and force the other two old ancestors to submit!

In fact, from a personal point of view, the blood-clothed yellow spring sect\'s hatred towards the Black Horse Association\'s President Qian Boguang wasn\'t the greatest. The Grand Elder who died wasn\'t even in Qian Boguang\'s eyes-that person was a Sky Class late phase Peak Master from the older generation, and so he didn\'t put Qian Boguang in his eyes at all. Even when Qian Boguang broke through to Sky Class late phase peak, that old thing didn\'t even care!

To be honest, he\'d just let it go when they were weaker-he was the president, after all, but in the world of practitioning, strength was everything. It was fine if the other party ignored his orders, but now that he was a Sky Class late phase peak, it was a problem if the other party still had that attitude.

As such, it didn\'t matter if the person was dead. From Qian Boguang\'s point of view, it would be better to save his anger if he died.

But from the Black Horse gang\'s point of view, it wasn\'t the same-this guy was Sky Class late phase peak, a master at full cultivation, the pillar of the Black Horse gang! His death would have a huge impact on the Black Horse gang\'s strength!

Of course, there was another point, which was that the person who had killed the elder on the stage was from the blood-clad yellow spring sect! It was reasonable to say that the blood-clad yellow spring sect and the Black Horse gang were both ancient sects that took people\'s money to solve their problems for them. The two were similar in nature, but there was no conflict in their business. Therefore, they had always appreciated each other and stayed out of each other\'s way. Now that the blood-clad yellow spring sect had broken their rules, how could Qian Boguang not be angry?

Therefore, he had to kill the ghastly old man with his own hands today to make the Black Horse gang regain their face. Otherwise, he would have been the leader for nothing.

"Eh? "You guys, what are you ..." Widow Wang looked at the people who had entered the door with gloomy expressions. Her heart suddenly trembled. Could it be that these people were not here to eat but to cause trouble? However, he was just a small shop in a mountain village. He had not offended anyone. Why did he have to destroy his own place?

"Stay away from us. We\'re here to get even with someone. It\'s none of your business." Dongfang Badao glared at widow Wang coldly and said in a domineering manner.

"Ah? Are you looking for someone?" Widow Wang was shocked. Other than old Lin, there were only the three people who were dressed similar to them. Could it be that they were here for the three of them? The three of them were really troublemakers. They did not want to drag doctor Lin into this. If anything happened to doctor Lin, who would the patients in the surrounding villages go to?

However, despite her anxiousness, these people were obviously here with ill intentions. Widow Wang did not dare to say anything more. She could only cough twice as a warning to old Lin to quickly leave. These people could run away if they wanted to, but she could only admit that she was unlucky to have destroyed the store.

"Hahaha! Taking people\'s money to help them get rid of disasters?" Qian Boguang from the Black Horse gang was instantly amused.""I say, blood robes, do you not understand the situation? We, the Black Horse, are also in this line of work, but we also know our own limits. We know what money we can earn and what we can\'t earn. You dare to kill the Grand Elder of our Black Horse gang? Do you think your blood-clad yellow spring sect is very awesome? Who gave you the guts to do this? Could it be that you have a powerful backer?" (Murloc Weixin believes in Yuren22 and will continue to share the character pictures of the school Belle Game in the next few days.) (To be continued.)

"Xue Yi, Huang Quan, Yin Sen, you didn\'t expect this, did you? He hid so far away, but we still found him?" Heavenly venerate Chunyang snorted and looked at the only table of customers in the store.""There\'s no point in hiding. We\'re here today to take revenge for our dead brothers. You killed celestial venerable chunyin, didn\'t you?"

"It\'s our rule that we take people\'s money and help them solve their problems. If those who died had the same idea as you, we won\'t be doing this anymore. " The blood-robed patriarch said indifferently.

"Hahaha! Taking people\'s money to help them get rid of disasters?" Qian Boguang from the Black Horse gang was instantly amused.""I say, blood robes, do you not understand the situation? We, the Black Horse, are also in this line of work, but we also know our own limits. We know what money we can earn and what we can\'t earn. You dare to kill the Grand Elder of our Black Horse gang? Do you think your blood-clad yellow spring sect is very awesome? Who gave you the guts to do this? Could it be that you have a powerful backer?" (Murloc Weixin believes in Yuren22 and will continue to share the character pictures of the school Belle Game in the next few days.) (To be continued.) "If you like this work, you\'re welcome to come to to give your recommendation and monthly vote. Your support is my greatest motivation. For mobile users, please read on .)