There is no mistake, it must be the Demon Cult.
Li Muchan calmed her mind and blocked the two door panels. Her thin body was shaky, but her tone was as usual: "Mother Liu, you'd better not come in. It's so late at night that a man and a woman are alone in the same room. It's rumored that It doesn’t sound good to go out.”
"Hey hey hey..."
As soon as the words came out, a high-pitched and strange laughter was heard outside the door, which made Li Muchan's hands and feet go cold and sweat appeared on his forehead.
Since this madam is a member of the Demon Cult, then those girls and clerks in Cuifang Tower are definitely not good people either.
He couldn't help but think of some of the people in the city who had died under mysterious circumstances recently, and he suddenly felt a sense of fear in his heart.
Fortunately, he was always kind to others when he went in and out of the fireworks alleys, and he didn't feel sorry for the girls who were making money from their skin. Otherwise, he might have gone out with one foot, and his head would be dislocated on the other, and he would not know how he died.
Mother Liu seemed to have lost some of her strength, and said with a sweet smile: "Oh, Mr. Li, look at what you said, as if I could eat you. Don't worry, you are an honest person and have never bullied the girls in the building. , when I went out, the headmaster specially told me not to neglect, I just asked you to come over and have a few drinks."
Hearing this, Li Muchan confirmed his guess and felt dizzy.
The Qinglong Club hasn't figured it out yet, but the Demon Cult is here again.
Also, didn’t the hall master say that he had cleared out all the hidden secrets of the Demon Sect?
But he quickly realized it and frowned. Most likely, this move was done intentionally by the hall master.
Maybe he didn't expect him to be able to fake the truth at all, but wanted to do the opposite and use flaws in order to let the Demon Cult take advantage of his plan.
It's killing me.
This is obviously gambling with his life.
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows. It seemed that if he failed to reach the peak, he would be as humble as grass and as humble as an ant, allowing others to trample on him.
Since he couldn't avoid it, he had no choice but to open the door.
A big, pale face immediately came over, so close that it almost touched him.
Mother Liu squinted her eyes with a smile, glanced at everything in the room with a smile, then looked at him again, and suddenly said: "Master Li is injured?"
Li Muchan's expression was stiff, and she forced a smile and said, "It's a small injury, it's not a problem."
He paused and then said: "Since the boss invites you, Li should go to the appointment."
Mother Liu had her hair tied into a fashionable bun with a hosta inserted across it. Her round and bloated body did not appear slow at all, but showed agility.
Seeing that Li Muchan actually accepted the invitation, she suddenly smiled brightly, her laughter was like a silver bell, and she said softly: "I know Mr. Li is a cheerful person."
As he spoke, he clapped his hands, then stepped aside, and saw the will-o'-the-wisps everywhere, and a black sedan floated between the slanting tombstones.
It really floated over.
Just because the four bearers carrying the sedan are actually rare masters of light kung fu. They carry the sedan on their shoulders, paddle their feet in the air, and take off on the grass and trees. The four of them are all black, wearing black clothes, black trousers, and black shoes. Socks, and the hairy moon above the head, from a distance, it looks like an impermanent night tour, the king of hell comes out of the palace, so scary.
Li Muchan pretended to be panicked and said hoarsely: "This is..."
But before he could respond, he felt his body lighten up and was pushed out by the old bustard, falling straight into the sedan that floated nearby.
It's true that we have just emerged from the dragon's pond and entered the tiger's den again.
However, since the other party did not kill him immediately, it means that everything can still turn around.
The night wind was cold and cold. Sitting in the sedan chair, Li Muchan felt that the scenery outside the window was flowing backwards quickly, and the whistling wind kept blowing in.
When the wind stopped, the sedan fell to the ground silently.
"Master Li, we are here!"
What's even more surprising is that Liu's mother actually followed her.
As soon as the sedan curtain was lifted, a sultry light shadow emerged from the pavilion not far away.
The four corners of the pavilion are surrounded by flower beds, and there are four half-rolled bamboo curtains hanging between the pavilion pillars. They are decorated with jade and precious stones, and they are colorful and emit strange light under the lamp.
There is a jade case in the pavilion, with sandalwood curling up on it to repel mosquitoes.
In front of the jade case, there is a person on the left, a woman in white clothes. Unfortunately, this person is wearing a hat with a veil hanging under the brim, so it is difficult to see her true appearance.
"Dao Twelve, do you know what will happen if you betray the Holy Religion?"
Li Muchan could barely stand firm on his front feet, but a voice floated out from the pavilion on his back feet.
The voice sounded as soft as water, but it also had a coldness that penetrated into the bones. Do not let strangers come near her.
Li Muchan smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know what the master means by this?"
"Haha," the woman in the pavilion chuckled, "it's true that you can't shed tears until you see the coffin."
Mother Liu on the side suddenly took out a token and presented it respectfully.
After Li Muchan saw the token, he mentally greeted all the eighteen generations of the Qinglong Club Hall Master's ancestors.
Mother Liu smiled and said: "This was found from Mr. Li's wooden house."
The person in the pavilion took over the conversation, raised his voice, and said sternly: "The bold thunder envoy, how dare you collude with the Qinglong Society, and you don't know the crime?"
Li Muchan's eyes kept changing, his thoughts changed rapidly, and he suddenly clasped his fists and saluted, "I'm going to pay my respects to the leader, Dao Twelve."
"Leader? Hahaha..." However, the man in the pavilion laughed, and his branches trembled with laughter, as if he had encountered something interesting, "Master Li, Li Muchan, hahaha, you are such an interesting person, But you guessed wrong, I am not a leader, I am the 'Lonely Peak Heavenly King', the first of the four great kings of the Holy Religion."
Li Muchan's cheeks trembled, and the pupils of his lowered eyes suddenly shrank.
It really comes to whatever you want.
If he remembered correctly, this "Lone Peak Heavenly King" was none other than Shangguan Xiaoxian.
This person is actually in Luoyang City, still in Cuifang Tower.
For a moment, Li Muchan's mind was quickly recalling the big and small people in "Cui Fang House". Faces, old or young, ugly or beautiful, appeared in front of his eyes one by one, until he stopped at a silly and demented girl. .
Shangguan Xiaoxian.
He had already met this man and even gave him charity.
It is said that Lin Xian'er, the most beautiful woman in the world in the past, was first played and used by Shangguan Jinhong, and then abandoned by Ah Fei. She spent the rest of her life in poverty and ended up miserable, falling into the dust of the world.
Shangguan Xiaoxian grew up in a brothel, and her stupidity was just a trick to hide her from others.
After all, who would be suspicious of a fool.
Thinking of all these things, Li Muchan took a deep breath of cold air. He was still too young.
The person in the pavilion held the tea cup with delicate hands, took a sip, and said with a slow smile: "Well, you actually worshiped the wrong leader. Guess what the leader Bai who sits at the top of the sacred mountain will think after knowing this? "
Li Muchan's eyelids twitched, he raised his head and said blankly: "Master Bai?"
The person in the pavilion said casually: "Of course it's Master Bai. He is also a genius that has never been seen in the Holy Sect for five hundred years. I heard that he has mastered a set of terrifying sword skills that are invincible in the world."
Li Muchan swallowed hard and suddenly said: "Dao Twelve is dead."
The person in the pavilion glanced at him sideways, rubbed the rim of the teacup with his index finger, and said in a neutral tone: "I know...I also know that he was betrayed by one of his own people. But that's not important. I still have you." , No matter how many benefits the Qinglong Society promises you, I can give you more, gold, silver, jewelry, martial arts secrets, famous swords and beauties, everything you want."
Li Muchan looked trembling on the face, but felt helpless in his heart. Why did he like to play this trick?
His eyes seemed to be hesitant and he said hesitantly: "The active hand in the lobby."
But the person in the pavilion smiled lowly: "You are really cautious. It seems you don't know yet. The Qinglong Society didn't have any main hall masters many years ago. There are only 'seven dragon heads' to rule the world."
Li Muchan was a little stunned, but she didn't have much surprise in her heart.
No matter who the opponent is, whether he is a man or a woman, or an invincible master, it is not something he can guess now, nor should he think about it.
Leaving aside the Qinglong Society and the Demon Sect, there is now a money gang popping up.
This woman is obviously not a peaceful person. After all, she is the daughter of Shangguan Jinhong and Lin Xianer. How can she be willing to succumb to others.
It's really lively now.
The three most terrifying and astonishing forces in the world are now all together.
A three-way competition, but he was caught in the middle.
Li Muchan was not worried that the lobby master would blame him. The other party was just taking advantage of him, and even wished he could do so.
There will be open and covert fights, and those who are willing will take the bait.
The person in the pavilion continued: "Although you have not practiced martial arts, you are rich in wealth and have quick wits. You are suitable to be a first-rate military advisor. Why don't you give me some advice?"
The ambition is there.
