Soldier King's Love Affairs In City

"So fast!" I can't dodge it! " The woman from the East Island was alarmed as she immediately used all the strength in her body on the katana. Then, she placed the katana that was glowing with a cold gleam in front of her chest in an attempt to stop Qin Yun's attack.    

    

However, her strength paled in comparison to Qin Yun's. Her actions were no different from a praying mantis trying to stop a chariot.    

    

"Clang!" With a sound, Qin Yun's sword beam slashed through the woman from East Island's chest.    

    

She felt a chill on her chest and subconsciously looked down. The sword Qi had left a long, thin line of blood on her chest.    

    

Then, with a crisp 'bang', the katana broke apart.    

    

The East Island woman looked at the short blade in her hand and said viciously at Qin Yun, "Master will avenge me …" "Yes."    

    

"Welcome at any time!" Qin Yun laughed loudly and retracted the power of the Dragon God. He leaped down from the second level and disappeared into the boundless night sky of the Ash Wolf headquarters, leaving behind the two ice-cold corpses on the rooftop.    

    

Three to two minutes later, the members of the Ash Wolf party had rushed to the scene. After finding the corpses of the Great Elder and the East Island woman, they quickly informed the Beiming family …    

    

At this moment, Beiming Lei was having a feast with Hei Yanzuo.    

    

"Come! "Patriarch Darknorth, in order to celebrate our cooperation, I offer you my utmost respect." Hei Yanzo held up a cup of wine and smiled at Beiming Lei.    

    

"Alright." Beiming Lei picked up his wine cup, and the two gulped it down.    

    

"Patriarch Darknorth …" Just when Hei Yanzui was about to say something, Butler Bu Han rushed in and shouted at Beiming Lei, "Patriarch, it's bad! The Great Clan Elder is dead! "    

    

"Bam!" With a sound, Beiming Lei crushed the wine cup in his hand. "When!?" "Who did it!?"    

    

"Five minutes ago, I think it was Qin Yun!" Bu Han said to Beiming Lei.    

    

When Shei Yanzui heard the news of the Great Elder of the Beiming family being killed by Qin Yun, she was delighted. The weaker the Beiming family was, the slower the Black Dragon would annex the Beiming family.    

    

"What the f * ck are you standing there for!?" Ye Chen pulled back Zhongyang's Ash Wolf elite back at once! I'll kill Qin Yun tonight! " Beiming Lei shouted to Han.    

    

"Yes, Patriarch." "Mr. Blackrock, we've also found Miss Qing Zi's corpse."    

    

When Hei Yanshuo heard this, her expression changed drastically. Qing Zi was one of his disciples. Although it wasn't as important as Yamamoto Ichiro's, they still had a deep love for each other.    

    

"What did you say, Octagon Aniseed?" Hei Yanzo slapped the table and stood up, his eyes wide open as he shouted angrily at Butler Bu Han.    

    

"Mister Hei Yan, don't be agitated. This is all done by Qin Yun." Bu Han smiled.    

    

"Bu Han, you are the butler of my Beiming family, how did you become a messenger for the Black Dragon Guild?" Seeing this, Beiming Lei was somewhat unhappy, and he shouted coldly.    

    

When Bu Han saw that the clan leader was infuriated, he immediately retreated and said, "Patriarch, I know I was wrong. I will go inform him right away."    

    

When Bu Han walked out of the door, he glanced at Beiming Lei and thought to himself, "Beiming Lei, there's no need to be complacent. Even if Qin Yun does not destroy the Beiming family, the Beiming family will be destroyed by you sooner or later."    

    

Three to four hours later, all the Blue Wolf elites rushed back to the North River. Shei Yanzui had also brought a few black warriors with him as they searched for traces of Qin Yun with all their might.    

    

Unbeknownst to them, Qin Yun was in an empty spot in the suburbs. Beside him were a few boxes of Maotai. There were 170 wine cups neatly placed in front of him.    

    

Qin Yun poured the wine into separate wine cups and said with a deep voice, "Nightmare and the Qin family's brothers! I, Qin Yun, swear that I will definitely destroy the Ash Wolf and the Beiming family to avenge all of you! "    

    

With that said, Qin Yun sprinkled the white wine on the ground to comfort the souls of his dead brothers.    

    

There were several boxes of straw mats scattered on the ground, and the aroma of wine filled the air for a long time without dissipating.    

    

"Wow, it smells so good." A figure slowly walked in Qin Yun's direction.    

    

"Who is it!" Qin Yun's gaze turned cold as he said solemnly to the figure.    

    

As the figure slowly approached, Qin Yun could clearly see the person's appearance.    

    

A tall and muscular monk in his forties, who wore a clean monastic robe and had nine rings on his head, but had a wine gourd at his waist, walked over.    

    

He looked at Maotai who was lying on the ground and regretfully said, "Aiyo, how can you be so wasteful? So much good wine was wasted just like that."    

    

Then, he saw six bottles of Maotai that had yet to be opened beside Qin Yun. He looked overjoyed as he walked over and picked up a bottle of Maotai.    

    

"You can't throw these bottles of wine away anymore. If you continue, it'll be a complete waste of your natural resources."    

    

While speaking, his finger lightly tapped on the mouth of the wine bottle, and the entire bottle shattered. The monk then started to drink with a 'gulping' sound.    

    

Qin Yun did not stop him because the golden dragon ruyi bracelet did not warn him. It meant that the monk had no ill intentions towards him. Since he had already offered sacrifices to his brothers and had thrown away the wine, he might as well do him a favor.    

    

The monk drank all the Maotai in one gulp and touched his lips. "Not bad. It's an authentic Maotai wine. There was no water in it."    

    

"If you like it, you can take it." Qin Yun said with a smile to Monk Gao Zhuang.    

    

"Really? Then I won't be polite." Monk Gao Zhuang picked up a bottle of Maotai. With a "pa" sound, the bottle flew out and directly poured into the wine gourd at his waist.    

    

Just like that, the remaining five bottles of Maotai were poured into the wine gourd in the same manner.    

    

What surprised Qin Yun the most was that the seemingly small wine gourd had actually filled five bottles with Maotai.    

    

Then the big monk held the wine gourd and shook it beside his ear, listening to the voice inside he smiled and said, "Kid, I, Hui Yun, will remember this wine. If you are in trouble, you can come find me at Qing Tai Mountain."    

    

"Green Station Mountain?" Qin Yun could not help but ask, "Master, where is Green Station Mountain?"    

    

"Ugh …" The monk called Hui Yun was stunned, "And you are a cultivator, you don't even know of Green Station Mountain?"    

    

This time, it was Qin Yun's turn to be stunned. He said to Monk Hui Yun with an embarrassed expression, "Master, I really don't know. Master has never told me before."    

    

"Alright, Green Station Mountain is five hundred Li northwest of Zhongyang." Hui Yun said with a smile.    

    

"Yes, I'll remember the master." Qin Yun nodded respectfully as he answered.    

    

"What do you think that is?" Hui Yun pointed behind Qin Yun.    

    

Qin Yun looked in the direction he was pointing but saw nothing. When he turned his head, he realized that there was no one in front of him. There were only six empty bottles on the ground.    

    

"Master? Master! " Only Qin Yun's voice resounded in the empty space for a long time.    

    

Qin Yun muttered, "An expert of Green Station Mountain. When I have time, I will definitely pay a visit personally." Then he turned around and disappeared into the boundless night.    

    

A light flashed in the air, and the monk appeared in the empty space filled with wine cups. He opened the wine gourd and took a sip, then looked at the wine glasses on the ground and said, "This Dragon Lord is really loyal and loyal."