One person: Longhushan security guard, stopped the Ten Elders until they cried!

"Is this how you take care of me?"

Security guard Xiao Zhou was domineering.

Throughout the entire Luo Tian Grand Ritual, too many people have already experienced his "rules".

Now, it's finally Gong Qing's turn.

Broken wood chips covered the ground.

He lay prone in the ruins, coughing up two mouthfuls of bloody saliva.

It's over...

It's all over!

Tonight, almost the entire Quanxing sect has come out in force, doing something that no previous Quanxing leader would have dared to even dream of in their entire lives...

Night raid on Longhu Mountain!

I thought that with the right timing and location, it would be a perfect surprise attack.

As a result... he was cruelly branded with shame!

Tian Jinzhong sat in his wheelchair, his gaze fixed on Gong Qing's pale, distorted face.

The night wind blew in through the broken door, carrying a faint smell of blood.

He let out a long sigh.

"Little Zhou..."

Zhou Yan turned around, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and stood ramrod straight: "Elder Tian."

Tian Jinzhong couldn't help but recall the bits and pieces of the past three years.

The water brought to wash my face every morning, and the long talks that kept me company when I couldn't fall asleep late at night.

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect?

It would be a lie to say that I had no feelings for this young Taoist boy at all.

"Xiao Yuzi served me faithfully for three whole years..."

Tian Jinzhong softened his tone and said softly:

"Now that I'm unharmed, unless they're stupid, they probably won't dare to cause trouble again..."

He paused, a hint of weariness in his eyes.

"Let them go..."

The room fell silent for a moment.

Lu Liang, who was hiding in the corner, suddenly lit up when he heard this.

Old Master Tian is truly righteous; he deserves to be honored in the Imperial Ancestral Temple!

Saved!

Gong Qing also reluctantly raised his head, looking over with a complicated expression.

He never expected that, at this crucial moment, the one willing to spare his life would be the very old man he had been plotting against for three years...

Zhou Yan stood there and sighed silently.

Mr. Tian, ​​you are just too kind!

If it weren't for my intervention, you, who have kept this secret your whole life, would be gone.

When a secret is "stolen," where is the will to live?

He thought it to himself, but did not refute it.

"Okay, I'll listen to Elder Tian!"

Tian Jinzhong smiled with relief.

Gong Qing's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and he collapsed to the ground like a deflated balloon.

next second.

Zhou Yan strode up to him.

With one hand outstretched, its five fingers like hooks, it pressed directly onto Gong Qing's shoulder!

Gong Qing was shocked and instinctively tried to activate his Qi to resist.

But as soon as the thought crossed his mind, he suddenly felt that the innate Qi within his body was being frantically devoured by the other party!

"Behave yourself."

The voice was calm, yet undeniably authoritative!

"What...what are you going to do..."

Zhou Yan grabbed the thick hemp rope in his hand, quickly wrapped it around Gong Qing's neck and waist twice, and then tightened it into a knot.

In this way, Gong Qing was firmly tied to his group of disciples!

Zhou Yan dusted off his hands, turned his head, and coldly swept his gaze toward Lü Liang in the corner.

Lu Liang's mind worked quickly, and he made the most intelligent choice in an instant.

"Brother Zhou!"

He knelt down with a thud, raised his hands high, and smiled broadly.

"You don't need to lift a finger!"

I'll do it myself... I'll do it myself!

He scrambled to the end of the rope, picked up a section of it, and began to wrap it around himself.

First wrap it around your wrists, then around your waist...

Finally, it thoughtfully wrapped the rope around his neck, bit the knot with his teeth, and pulled hard.

"Master Zhou, you're tied up!"

Lü Liang's face turned bright red, like a wriggling maggot.

"Are you satisfied with this knot?"

Zhou Yan didn't bother to even glance at him.

He bent down and lifted everyone up with one hand.

He turned to face Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong, and bowed slightly with his hands clasped in greeting.

"Old Celestial Master, Elder Tian."

Zhou Yan said calmly, "I'll go see them down the mountain."

Zhang Zhiwei, with his hands tucked into his wide sleeves, watched this scene with a smile.

Those narrow eyes narrowed into slits, revealing a hint of something unfathomable.

"Go."

Zhang Zhiwei nodded. "Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Zhou."

Zhou Yan straightened up without hesitation.

With a burst of strength in his arm, he pulled forward sharply.

"Ouch..."

"Slow...slow down...I'm going to die..."

A string of Quanxing demons were dragged out of the courtyard by Zhou Yan, scraping along the bluestone slabs like sacks.

The dull thud and screams echoed through the night sky, fading into the distance.

Tian Jinzhong sat in his wheelchair, watching Zhou Yan's departing figure.

a long time.

He slowly turned his head and looked at the old Taoist master beside him.

"Senior brother..."

Tian Jinzhong frowned, his voice filled with deep worry, "I have a feeling that Xiao Zhou is holding his breath."

"He wouldn't be thinking of... killing all of them on the way, would he?" Tian Jinzhong pressed.

Zhang Zhiwei shook his head:

"Xiao Zhou is a person who knows the rules."

He spoke casually, as if he were talking about something trivial: "He said he would take the person down the mountain, and he really meant it."

Tian Jinzhong breathed a sigh of relief and nodded:

"That's true..."

Zhang Zhiwei turned around, his gaze falling on Tian Jinzhong, and suddenly smiled:

"But after they come down the mountain, it's hard to say whether these people will encounter any 'misfortune'..."

Tian Jinzhong was suddenly stunned.

He opened his mouth, his eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief!

"Senior brother!"

Tian Jinzhong's voice suddenly rose, "You saw it all, so why didn't you stop him?"

Zhang Zhiwei, with his hands behind his back, retorted, "Why are you stopping me?"

Tian Jinzhong was furious!

"Do you really think I'm that kind of old-fashioned person? That I care about the lives of a few Quanxing demons?!"

He slammed his left arm against the armrest of the wheelchair, making a series of dull thuds.

"I'm determined to stop him, because I don't want Xiao Zhou to bear the karmic burden of 'killing the leader of the Quanxing Sect'!"

Tian Jinzhong's eyes were red-rimmed, and his breathing became rapid.

"Xiao Zhou is so young...he can't carry him..."

"If those lunatics from Quanxing knew that their acting sect leader died at his hands, wouldn't they be like mad dogs, relentlessly attacking him?"

Since ancient times, the bloodshed of the San Yi Sect and the ten-year entanglement between the Tang Sect and Bi He Ren have been legendary...

Which one isn't vividly clear in my mind?

Zhang Zhiwei listened quietly.

There was no interruption.

Zhang Zhiwei only walked to the wheelchair after Tian Jinzhong stopped breathing heavily.

He reached out his calloused hand and gently patted his junior brother's shoulder.

"Jinzhong."

Zhang Zhiwei smiled.

"The acting leader of Quanxing... Anyone who dares to call themselves that should be prepared to die a violent death at any time."

Tian Jinzhong turned his head away, refusing to look at him.

Zhang Zhiwei looked out of the courtyard, his gaze as deep as a cold, still pool.

"Kill him if you will."

He got up and walked out of the courtyard, but his voice slowly drifted back:

"Although I'm an old man..."

"Protecting the younger generation is not difficult."

A night breeze swept by.

The old Celestial Master's wide Taoist robe fluttered in the wind.

Looking at his senior brother, Tian Jinzhong's previously restless heart finally calmed down.

Yes.

My senior brother is just like our master back then; he's extremely protective of his own...

With this exceptional individual present.

Who in the world dares to touch the people of Longhu Mountain?