Peerless Taoist

Seeing Yang Chen again, Lu Xia's face became more ferocious.

"Little beast, just come out." Lu Xia stared at Yang Chen with a sneer: "I thought you would hide behind."

Yang Chen said coldly, "you're looking for me. It's none of his business. Nangong Xuan died in danger. Instead of killing the snake demon, you came to blame me. Can the Lu family be powerful enough to distinguish right from wrong?"

Lu Xia became angry with her words.

She has no deep feelings with Nangong Xuan. They just met once. Nangong Xuan married her only because she was greedy for the power of the Lu family.

Nangong Xuan is dead. She can find another husband, but what she can't stand most is the ridicule of others.

A woman born in a famous family like her has her own small circle.

Those women ridiculed Lu Xia's appearance on weekdays. This time, when they heard that Lu Xia's husband died, they began to talk behind her happily.

Lu Xia learned from the servants that these people muttered behind their backs more than once. Her husband died. She found the door and was scared away by the other party.

The dignified Lu family was scared away by an unknown sect leader.

For a time, it became a joke in the whole circle of famous families in the northern region.

"Little beast, now you are the righteous Ling ran." a trace of resentment flashed in Lu Xia's eyes.

If Yang Chen doesn't take Nangong Xuan into the hinterland of the snake demon, Nangong Xuan won't die.

If Nangong Xuan didn't die, those people wouldn't laugh at her.

Therefore, all this is to blame on Yang Chen!

"Hum! Bring people up." Lu Xia clapped her hands.

Soon, several friars came up with an old man with scars all over.

The old man was seriously injured and seemed to have been beaten. A coarse cloth shirt had been stained with blood. The old man has no mana fluctuation, just like a mortal.

"Grandpa!" when Yang Chen saw the old man, he was shocked.

He entered Lingshan sect and was immersed in the sect door. He didn't go back to see his grandfather Yang Qi.

I planned to go back to the village during this period of time. Unexpectedly, the other party caught Yang Qi.

"Little beast, I'll give you a choice. Either go and kill your patriarch, and I'll disturb your grandfather's life. Or come and kill your grandfather, and I can also let your patriarch go."

Lu Xia stared at Yang Chen with a ferocious expression: "don't say I didn't give you a chance, choose one."

Yang Chen almost didn't think about it. He shouted angrily: "bastard!"

Yang Chen will not choose either of these two choices.

One side is the door of grace to oneself, and the other is the grandfather who raised himself.

Under the dilemma, Yang Chen suddenly felt a warm blood pouring into his mind. He roared, "I'll fight with you!"

He wielded his flying sword and stabbed at the landing Xia.

Seeing this, two old men in black of Dongshan sect couldn't help sneering. One of them flicked Yang Chen's flying sword.

Then, the old man in black came to Yang Chen and knocked him to the ground with one punch.

"Hold him down. I want him to see his grandfather and patriarch die in front of him!" Lu Xia's face showed a touch of almost morbid madness.

She took a knife and pointed it at Yang Qi's neck.

But at this time, a knife light was emitted from Lingshan sect and directly passed by Lu Xia at a distance of several kilometers.