Mr. Zhao?
"Leader"?
Mentioning the word "alliance leader", Xin Zhuo even thought of Sun Wu who ran away to who knows where.
But I have no friendship with Mr. Zhao, so what does he want from me?
Subconsciously asked: "Excuse me?"
The servant bowed politely and said: "I don't know, but please move away!"
"good!"
Xin Zhuo nodded and followed the servants.
After passing through the main courtyard and entering the guest courtyard, he still didn't stop, and then continued through the layers of pavilions and entered the grand living room of the main house.
As soon as he entered the door, he felt that he was locked with a strong aura, and seven or eight sharp eyes looked at him.
Xin Zhuo raised his head and glanced around, only to see Mr. Zhao, who had seen him from a distance and was calm and confident, sitting at the main seat in a wide brocade robe, with his big rough hands on the armrests and his cold eyes.
Very strong! Sixth grade, and has been in the grade for a long time!
Sitting beside him was a fair-faced, beardless middle-aged man, with a square face as if carved by a knife, and an equally cold expression.
The second sixth grade must be the master swordsman Ge Sanye.
There are still six people left, and one of them, a great monk, is actually a sixth-grade or sub-sixth-grade monk!
Judging from the blood energy fluctuations, he is even stronger than the four masters of Fufeng.
Facing eight masters who were in the sixth level, Xin Zhuo felt a strong pressure. Even if he dared to face Murong Zhe and defeat them, he would never trust these eight people in front of him.
People cannot be compared with each other.
Mr. Murong Zhe and the other two acted like the heads of aristocratic families and were used to being pampered. However, their martial arts and skills were actually very average, and they were definitely not as good as these martial arts masters who licked blood with their blades.
This...if the sacrifice to the spirit is successful, wouldn't it mean that I have to go to the fifth level?
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he immediately pretended to be an ordinary person and gave a timid salute: "Young, young Jiang Facai, I have met all the seniors!"
Still no one said anything, still scrutinizing.
After dozens of breaths, the leader of the alliance, Mr. Zhao, said in a majestic voice: "You have indeed gained a good reputation!"
Xin Zhuo didn't know how to answer.
On the other hand, Mr. Ge Sanye sneered and asked: "It is said that you are from Lingyi City, and your grandmother was captured by Xin Aotian and made you Mrs. Yazhai?"
Xin Zhuo nodded: "Yes!"
"Be bold!"
Mr. Ge Sanye was furious, slapped the armrest violently, and said every word like a knife: "The guests who came this time are all people from the world. They have a clear grudge with the old thief Xin. You are the only one with unknown origins and no martial arts skills." , who are you? How dare you disguise yourself and sneak into my Ge Family Manor? Who sent you here?"
Too much anger, not enough energy, are you deceiving me? Pediatrics.
Xin Zhuo immediately said aggrievedly: "What do you mean, senior? Every sentence is true, why did senior say such a thing?"
Mr. Zhao stroked his beard and said without any emotion: "I and others have sent people to investigate. There is no one like you in Lingyi County, why don't we recruit you from the ground up?"
Hearing this, Xin Zhuo felt relieved instantly.
He had just arrived yesterday, and even if he attracted their attention, it would have been after the farce with Qin Lilong and the heroines. Even if they send people to Lingyi County immediately, based on the lightness of a sixth-grade warrior, it will take at least two to three days to go back and forth. This does not include the time spent investigating the nearly 100,000 people in Lingyi County.
And the farce wasn't very special or noteworthy. Perhaps it was the fight between Feng Sanniang and Mrs. Ling last night that aroused their suspicions. In this way, the possibility of going to Lingyi City to investigate themselves was even lower.
This old man's ability to brag is a bit off.
With confidence in his heart, Xin Zhuo raised his head and said angrily: "Seniors, what do you mean? My grandmother was kidnapped by the old thief Xin Aotian, how can she still cheat? I don't know any martial arts, who would send me here?
You heroes are so famous, why do you bully me, a white boy? I have always admired you all in vain. In this case, I will go to Fulong Mountain to seek revenge on Xin Zhuo myself, and I will die! "
Mr. Zhao, Mr. Ge Sanye and others looked at each other, their faces slightly brightened.
Xin Zhuo turned to leave.
"Wait!"
Mr. Ge Sanye shouted.
Xin Zhuo turned around, looking still angry: "Is there anything else?"
Mr. Ge Sanye smiled instead, but ignored him for the time being. He looked at Mr. Zhao and the other masters: "How is it? This old thief Xin is full of evil and commits all kinds of evil. It is really outrageous!"
"It's really surprising that a young girl doesn't rob her, but instead robs her of an old woman. She's totally inhumane!" A fat man laughed.
"That's inappropriate!" A man with a square face, who looked like he was owed money by everyone, said coldly: "This boy has given birth to a face that is even prettier than the girl's. The boy will follow his mother, and if the son is his father, , I’m afraid his grandmother is also a beauty who still has charm!”
It was obviously a joke, but he was told to say it in a righteous way.
Mr. Zhao let out a long sigh: "Who among you here has not suffered at the hands of the old thief Xin? Daxia Wu had not yet entered the sixth level, and his wife was humiliated; Daxia Qian had entered the second level of the sixth level, but it was a pity that he was not the old thief Xin. His rival, his daughter was snatched away and played with before she was sold to a brothel.
Even I couldn't defeat him back then. All the money in my family was robbed and squandered. What could I do? "
"well!"
Everyone stopped teasing and remained speechless.
After a while, Mr. Ge Sanye looked at Xin Zhuo, who had "dissipated his anger": "Do you know why we called you here?"
"I don't know!" Xin Zhuo shook his head. Besides deceiving me, is there anything else you can do?
Mr. Ge Sanye clapped his hands.
Three people walked out of the back room on one side, three female heroes: Feng Sanniang and Mrs. Ling, who had messy hair and wounds on their faces, and Song Xijun, who had an upright body and was dressed in white like snow.
Mr. Ge Sanye couldn't help laughing and said: "These three heroines all want to form a heroic couple with you, and they will even fight for you. Choose one yourself!"
"Haha..." All the masters looked at each other and smiled.
Xin Zhuo felt extremely bored. He wanted to carry out the great mission of sacrificing spirits, break through to the minor master level, eliminate the bruises, and then go straight to the major master level to break through, and then go to the capital to seek revenge on Dongfang Gui, the soul-killing nun and Na Hui Ruqing. This was what he felt in his heart. All thoughts.
Where do you find the energy to spend these things?
But Feng Sanniang and her two daughters can understand, what does Song Xijun think?
He glanced at the three heroines.
The three heroines' eyes showed anticipation and they took a step forward at the same time.
Mr. Zhao looked at the few people and said coldly: "I don't understand how many heroes like you, the little girls in the world, don't choose, but you choose this handsome boy, what are your plans?
The old man's ugly talk is ahead. No matter who he chooses, the remaining people can no longer complain. The main thing is to kill the grandson of the old thief Xin, dig the grave of the old dog Xin, wash away the grudges, and rectify the reputation of the comrades in the world! Otherwise, don’t blame me for being ruthless! "
It turns out that the sense of ritual is the most important!
"Okay!" The three heroines responded at the same time, staring at Xin Zhuo.
Xin Zhuo resisted the numbness of his scalp. It seemed that he couldn't get past the lake if he didn't choose.
Looking at the three heroines, he secretly analyzed the pros and cons. Feng Sanniang couldn't choose because she was too hot and couldn't stand it, and Mrs. Ling couldn't choose either because the situation was wrong.
Song Xijun should be chosen. After all, the master, Mr. Ge Sanye, was born in Wudang and has the same friendship with her. The masters present may be Qin Lilong’s uncle. If Mr. Ge Sanye is angry and drives him out of the village, The plan to sacrifice the spirits was ruined.
I had no choice but to bite the bullet and point to Song Xijun: "Her!"
Song Xijun's eyes radiated with dazzling light, and he couldn't help but be happy.
Mr. Ge Sanye and another sixth-grade master looked at each other and smiled: "Good taste!"
Feng Sanniang was extremely disappointed, and Mrs. Ling was completely lost. She yelled in a hoarse voice: "You little thief, why did you go back on your word? I have sent a message to my family that everything necessary for the wedding is ready. My daughter is waiting for her stepfather to go. you……"
"I don't like rude and fighting heroines, be afraid!"
Xin Zhuo said so shamelessly, secretly saying sorry, this is just a farce, and everyone is not familiar with it.
