Four large ships of the Demon God arrived in the City of Darkness carrying more than 200 hostages. Shouted by several guards holding long guns, these people slowly walked down the deck. Lu Yang and others are also among them. Except for Su Changmao, the other three people had complicated expressions in their eyes.
Mrs. Rose changed into a purple robe and went to Xunyiju to resume her life. Inside the small room, which was spotless, an incense burner with an animal face and eight legs squatted on the corner of the table. At this time, the beast was blowing out wisps of smoke from its mouth.
Master Xunyi squinted his eyes, and saw a tabby cat curled up in his arms. His white jade-like palms were gently stroking the little guy's fur. It seemed to be very helpful, and the kitten meowed. He smiled and said: "You are such a lucky little guy!" When he looked up, Mrs. Rose lifted the bead curtain and walked in.
Mrs. Rose said with a smile on her lips: "Congratulations, master, Xiao Yunfan gave us more than 200 slaves for this time's victory over Bixin Island." Master Xunyi put down the kitten and said: "It seems that we made a lot of money from this deal. Xiao Yunfan This guy finally had some sense and didn't let us work in vain. But have you ever thought about it, this is a scalded potato."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Rose's face couldn't help but change and she said, "I'm sorry to hear this, but I hope the master will give me your instructions."
Master Xunyi said slowly: "These people are all spies trained by the Ghost Prime Minister at a great price, and they are the best in all aspects of ability. It would be cruel for the martial arts people in the Central Plains to kill them all. If you don't kill them, leave them alone." It's useless to come down. It's just right to give it to us, because Xiao Yunfan knows in his heart that with our strength, the Ghost Prime Minister has no guts to compete with us. In this way, we have solved a big trouble for them. "
Mrs. Rose said bitterly: "Xiao Yunfan is really a naughty boy." Master Xunyi smiled and said: "If I couldn't see through his little thoughts, then I would have lived so old in vain. But you don't have to blame yourself, Since everything has been delivered, we will accept everything as ordered. You can pick a few that you like and keep them, and leave the rest to the Elder Council."
Mrs. Rose smiled and said, "Yes, thank you Master." Watching Mrs. Rose leave, Master Xunyi stood up and walked to the window and said, "Old friend, I have tried my best."
An octagonal pavilion stands proudly in a sea of flowers. There are two people sitting in the pavilion. One is wearing a hood and black clothes, and the other has a handsome face and a dignified appearance. The hooded man's voice was old, and he said: "Brother, if you ask me, there is still someone in this ghost sect who can uphold the legacy of the old leader, and you are the only one who is serious about it." The man sitting opposite him smiled faintly. Said: "Brother Lan, if this word reaches the leader of the Ye Clan, I'm afraid my brother's life will be in danger."
The old man surnamed Lan took a sip of tea and snorted coldly: "It's his fault. His position is unfair and everyone refuses to accept him. You are the direct disciple of the old sect master. Even if the old sect master does not pass the position to his son, I will also pass it on to you as my apprentice. But in the end, this man let his surnamed Ye take the seat, why is that?"
The middle-aged man's eyes flashed, and he sighed: "It seems that my prestige in this sect is low, so I can't compare with the master of the Ye sect. The old sect master has his own intention in making this arrangement." The old man surnamed Lan smiled contemptuously and said: "He Can Ye Kongqun hide it from others or from me? I know exactly how Sect Master Nie died. Now Lao Ye is squeezing out the old Sect Master’s people behind his back. It’s obvious that he has a guilty conscience. When the old Sect Master was here, I The Ghost Prime Minister has swept through Zhongyuan Wulin, what will happen after he, Ye Kongqun, takes over?"
The middle-aged man touched his beard and sighed: "Brother Lan said this, I feel very ashamed. Ling Taixu and Gongsun Wuliang are all my people. They are incompetent and do things poorly, which is why they ended up in this miserable situation." In the end, if the main leader of Yemen asks me about my crime, I will have nothing to say."
The old man surnamed Lan stretched out his palm and slapped it on the stone table and said: "Fart, whether it is too empty or immeasurable, they sacrificed their lives for the great cause of their sect, and they don't want to be banned. I still want to ask you for your guilt. What Lao Ye does will only make everyone feel chilled." The middle-aged man said sadly: "Yes, it's a pity that you are not the leader of this sect, Brother Lan, otherwise the situation of brothers will not be as difficult as it is now."
The old man surnamed Lan looked at him and said indignantly: "Brother, how can I not know your difficulties? How can he, Ye Kongqun, be a sect leader? If we let him be the sect leader, sooner or later these rats in the Central Plains Wulin will step on our faces and piss on us. "The middle-aged man turned the tea cup in his hand and said, "What should I do if Brother Lan says it?" The old man surnamed Lan said loudly: "Of course I turned against him."
The teacup in the middle-aged man's hand fell to the ground with a clang, and his face changed slightly. "It's enough that these words fall into brother's ears. If they fall into the ears of others, Brother Lan may be in trouble."
The old man surnamed Lan said proudly: "Are you scared? Haha. Let me tell you, it will be a matter of time to rebel against him. If you are wise, people will be knives and slaves, and I will be fish and meat. Sooner or later If someone is going to take the blame, it's better to let the other person take the blame first. I came to you just to talk to you. If you betray me, you won't get any favors from Lao Ye. Think about it, he deliberately eradicated What is the purpose of the Dark Pavilion? Isn't it to ascend to the position of sect leader as soon as possible.
Without the dark pavilion to fight against him, he can concentrate on dealing with your painting hall. Isn't it just to capture you that I'm moving all your people around and cutting them off one by one? Now, he is making a big fuss about the Bixin Island issue. As long as you are replaced, the ghost minister's real surname will be Ye from now on. It's a pity that Ye Kongqun is smart, and we are not fools.
Except for me, the other five evil spirits in the Netherworld were also very dissatisfied with Lao Ye. In a few days, it will be his birthday, haha, on that day we will bid him farewell. The middle-aged man felt relieved and said with a wicked smile: "Brother Lan, of course I will listen to you." Rather than sit back and wait for death, it is better to fight back. "
After the old man surnamed Lan left, the middle-aged man stood up and stood outside the pavilion, muttering to himself: "Winning or losing depends on this. Ye Kongqun, your end has come." Then he walked slowly back to his residence. This residence is spacious and bright. There is a table in the middle hall. On the left side of the table is a bookshelf, which displays various ancient books and rare antiques.
A white pigeon landed on the railing. He reached out to catch it and took out a small bamboo whistle from the sole of the pigeon's foot. Then he pinched out the paper roll inside the bamboo whistle with two fingers and unfolded it to look at it.
I saw it written on the scroll: The situation has been laid out, when will we start? The middle-aged man walked to a desk, picked up a writing brush, and wrote the character Mao on the paper. Then he cut off a corner of the paper, rolled it into a small roll, and put it into a bamboo whistle. He then picked up the white dove with both hands and put it on the paper. into the air.
At this moment, a long sword was placed on the middle-aged man's neck. He wanted to turn around, but the other party said coldly: "You'd better stand still, otherwise the edge of my sword will be one foot higher and your life will be dead." The man smelled a faint fragrance in his nose, and his face The leader showed a smile and said, "Who do I think it is? It turns out to be Lord Bai. Lord Bai wants to kill me, so he can just kill him with one sword, so why bother talking."
Bai Ruoxuan, with a gauze face on her face, pointed at the opponent with a long sword in her hand and said, "If I kill you with one sword, wouldn't it be an advantage to you?" As she said that, she tapped the opponent's acupoints with two fingers. This middle-aged man is none other than Zixiu, the protagonist of the painting hall. The painting hall was heavily guarded, but the other party sneaked in easily, which showed that they were well prepared. Young Master Xiu was sure that the other party would not endanger his life immediately. He rolled his eyes and said, "If I don't kill Lord White, I'm thinking of old friendship. If we are reminiscing about old times, it would be rude to do so."
Bai Ruoxuan sat on a chair, put down the long sword in her hand and said angrily: "Huh! You and Ye Kongqun colluded and killed my grandma. Do you think you should pay for this blood debt?" Young Master Xiu said: "Of course I will. So what do you plan to do? After catching Ye Kongqun, deal with me together."
Bai Ruoxuan raised her eyebrows and said: "You are not stupid after all." Young Master Xiu said: "But what I want to tell Lord Bai is that it is better to die in your hands than to die in the hands of Ye Kongqun. Lord Bai, please kill me first I, I don’t want to die with him." Bai Ruoxuan said: "Oh? Why is this?"
Young Master Xiu said slowly: "On that day, Huatang and Minglou joined forces to eradicate Ange. It was Master Nie's wish. I had no choice but to do it. Lord Bai, think about it. Huatang and Ange have always been on good terms. Old The Lord is very fond of me, and he once promised me that Lord Bai will be betrothed to me. I am deeply in love with you, and I am very reluctant to make such a choice.
Lord Bai didn't know that after Ye Kongqun ascended to Dabao, he not only failed to win over Huatang. Instead, he created all sorts of problems and made things difficult for me, and I had long hated him. Now that my confidants Ling Taixu and Gongsun Wuliang are dead, he has no fear of me. Next, he was going to attack me. How could I be willing to die in the hands of this narrow-minded and shameless person? "
Bai Ruoxuan chuckled and said: "No matter how clever you are, you can't stop me from wanting your life." Young Master Xiu said with a smile: "It is such an honor to die in the hands of Lord Bai. I will die without regrets." Bai Ruoxuan stood there. He stood up, walked to a bookshelf, took down a roster, and asked, "Let me ask you, how many people are there in the Ghost Sect now?"
Young Master Xiu said: "There are only five hundred old, weak and disabled soldiers." Bai Ruoxuan said: "Can these five hundred people still compete with the righteous way?" Young Master Xiu said loudly: "Of course not." Bai Ruoxuan said curiously: "Since you know that the situation is over, why are you still there? Do you want to stay here and work hard?" Young Master Xiu said, "The old sect master treats me with great kindness, and I cannot let him down."
When Bai Ruoxuan heard his words, she sounded sincere and sounded like a loyal person. Looking at the rows of names on the roster, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart: "Everything in the world is unpredictable." Just as she was lost in thought, three figures rushed out at the same time, blocking the way of Young Master Xiu Shen. These three people are all wearing white clothes, with three patterns of pine, bamboo and plum embroidered on their collars.
It turns out that when Gongzi Xiu was talking to Bai Ruoxuan, he secretly used his inner strength to open the acupuncture points. He turned around and looked at Bai Ruoxuan and said: "Lord Bai, since you are here, please stay." Bai Ruoxuan quickly grabbed the sword, stretched out her feet to lift the chair, and kicked it out. Then she stepped on the shore with her feet, rose into the air, and flew towards the rafters. Young Master Xiu walked to the bookshelf and reached out to turn an amphora.
A large net covered Bai Ruoxuan's head, trapping her immediately. When she was about to break through the net, three long swords were already placed on her neck. Gongzixiu reached out and tapped her acupuncture points, and then asked someone to remove the net. Bai Ruoxuan's beautiful eyes almost burst into flames. Young Master Xiu reached out and took off her veil, touched her chin and said lightly: "What a stupid woman."
The woman with plum blossoms embroidered on her collar asked, "How should I deal with this assassin, Young Master?" Young Master Xiu's eyes flashed as he said, "Take him down first, and keep a close eye on him. Our chance to avenge Miao Immortal has come."
