After all, she didn't wait until the young head was twenty.
Xin Zhuo's age is fixed at seventeen.
I can no longer do what I promised my uncle.
The uncle is the best! The death of the young master!
If I had known this, I shouldn't have caused trouble everywhere. It would have been better to take the young master to find a place with beautiful scenery to live in seclusion.
She no longer hates the young master.
Her tears couldn't help but fall down, and she lay on her knees, crying bitterly.
"Sister Ying'er, don't do this!" Han Qiniang also cried out.
Murong Xiu and the others couldn't help but sigh, and their eyes were red.
At this moment, an excited shout came from the bottom of the mountain: "People from Fulong Village, come down and die! Hahaha..."
The sound was shrill and harsh.
This voice is very familiar, King Bodhisattva, the leader of Black Wind Village.
I don't know if it's a nickname or his real name. The seventh-grade warrior Wang Bodhisattva has led his men to attack since the flag was planted in Fufeng Village.
There are more than 300 people in Heifeng Village, but their advanced combat power is very weak. They are just extremely cunning and cannot be caught.
The six people stood up immediately, their faces turned cold——
Let's use this group of thieves to make sacrifices to the boss!
He rushed to the edge of the mountain and looked down coldly.
There were not many people at the foot of the mountain. Apart from King Bodhisattva, the leader of Black Wind Village, there were five people on the side.
Murong Xiu and others couldn't help but look at each other, a little surprised, there was an acquaintance among them!
Standing among the five people were Sun Wu, Wang Hulu and Sun Dalu, the former owner of the Golden Gou Gambling House in Fufeng City.
Who knows why these three bastards got here?
Cui Ying'er and Murong Xiu looked at the other two people on the side, and their expressions changed greatly.
A middle-aged fat woman with a cold face, as if everyone owed her money.
A young man, wearing brocade clothes and looking like a young master, looked at them coldly. When he saw Cui Ying'er and Han Qiniang, his eyes lit up.
Both of these two are sixth-grade masters.
Sixth grade!
"The evil thieves of Fulong Mountain, I have invited experts, and I want to see how you can resist them." Wang Bodhisattva's knife-striped face was full of excitement, and he looked at the five people standing aside, "Everyone, let's do it!"
The five of them remained silent. Sun Wu obviously recognized Cui Ying'er and the others, with a look of surprise on his face. He cupped his fists at the young master next to him and said, "Sir Shangguan, these people are Xin Zhuo's subordinates!"
Sun Dalu also said in a deep voice: "That's right! These people are the subordinates of that thief Xin Zhuo. They used to show off their power in Fulong Mountain. They were really abominable!"
Shangguan Jingyi's face instantly darkened. The third senior brother Song Dongxi was said to be dead, and the senior senior brother Xue Huaiwei was also poisoned by Xin Zhuo. How could he not avenge this?
With his hands behind his back, he walked slowly up the mountain.
The fat woman next to him also followed closely behind. She was from the Du family. Chen Jing, a disciple of the Du family, had suffered a lot. The life and death of the eldest son, Du Jiu, was unknown to this day.
Wang Bodhisattva became more and more excited: "Cui Ying'er, why do you think I keep attacking Fulong Village? I have already taken a liking to you."
He said, cupping his fists and saluting: "Everyone, Cui Ying'er is here to stay. Wang has been obsessed with her foxy eyes and coldness for a long time!"
No one paid attention, and Shangguan Jingyi's aura as a sixth-grade warrior rose step by step.
Murong Xiu and others could not help but look tense, and stepped back step by step. Han Qiniang pulled Cui Ying'er who had not yet moved: "Sister Ying'er, you may not be able to defeat me. There is a cave in the back mountain, hide first!"
Cui Ying'er still didn't move, looking coldly at Shangguan Jingyi and others: "Is Xin Zhuo dead or alive?"
Shangguan Jingyi was in no mood to reply.
The masters of the Du family were not in the mood to speak.
Cui Ying'er breathed a sigh of relief and was about to retreat when she saw the boss.
Sitting on the flatbed truck, eating a huge leg of roasted lamb with Xiao Huang, the boss was not only not dead, but also seemed to have gained weight.
There was just a dark group of masters with gloomy expressions following behind them.
She couldn't help but be stunned.
Murong Xiu and others behind him also froze on the spot, then subconsciously swallowed and rubbed their eyes.
The good news is that the boss is not dead!
The bad news is, who are those people in the back? Kidnapped the boss?
Xin Zhuo was also stunned for a moment, and even looked in all directions. He and his people took a detour from the trail, and encountered such a thing as soon as they arrived? Did the three companies design it?
Shangguan Jingyi, the Du family women, and Sun Wu naturally saw the crowd below, and they were sweating for a while.
More than a hundred masters, most of whom were at a higher level than them, suddenly appeared?
Soon, they discovered Xue Huaiwei, Du Jiunian and others in the crowd.
"Big brother!"
"Master!"
Xue Huaiwei and Du Jiunian glanced at Cui Ying'er and the others, coughed slightly, and said seriously: "Who are you? Don't scream!"
…
Shangguan Jingyi, the women from the Du family, Sun Wu, Sun Dalu and Wang Bodhisattva have been hung up, with their upper bodies naked, their hands tied, and their feet not leaving the ground.
The body was covered with whip wounds and it was too horrible to look at.
In fact, one moment they were preparing to kill someone, and the next moment their lives were in danger. The fate of their lives really confused them.
In the simple Juyi Hall, a table of chicken, fish, meat and eggs has been placed, with only seven people and one dog from Fulong Village sitting around.
Han Qiniang's eyes flashed with excitement: "The boss is so powerful. So many masters have been conquered. He is even more powerful than when he was in Fulong Mountain!"
Cui Ying'er patted her and then smiled: "I don't know how much hardship the boss has endured."
"I can't say it, but my butt hurts after riding on a flatbed truck all the way."
Xin Zhuo put down Kuaizi and looked at the lonely grave outside through the window. The more he looked at it, the more dazzling he became: "Can you take off the mourning scarf and push my grave? I'm so scared."
"Haha..." A group of people laughed and quickly threw away the mourning scarves on their heads.
Xin Zhuo said seriously: "According to your statement, the masters of the Du family and the Shenqian Villa have all gone to Duanyang Tower. They have been there for several months and there has been no movement?"
"yes!"
Murong Xiu nodded and said: "I quietly ran to Duanyang Tower for a day and saw people coming in and out. I don't know what they were doing. By the way, I also found someone. Guess who it is?"
Xin Zhuo thought for a moment: "Huang Jiu Beggar?"
Murong Xiu was shocked: "Master, do you even know about this?"
Xin Zhuo looked at him strangely, then suddenly waved his hand, and the white and yellow infuriating energy flashed away.
Murong Xiu was caught off guard and fell heavily to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he looked at Xin Zhuo in disbelief: "The boss..."
Cui Ying'er and others stood up quickly and were also shocked.
Xin Zhuo had already walked up to Murong Xiu: "Don't move! Seal your five internal organs first."
Stretching out his hand, he grasped his pulse using the "xxxx" pulse technique, then turned him over, pulled off his robe, and pressed several of his acupuncture points with two fingers.
His back suddenly bulged, as if a silkworm chrysalis was squirming, and soon a strange, shellless snail-like, pitch-black insect bit through the skin and came out.
"Baji" fell to the ground and quickly turned into a pool of blood.
Cui Ying'er and Murong Xiu were completely confused: "Where did this... bug come from?"
Xin Zhuo's face was uncertain, and he guessed correctly, that Huang Jiu Beggar had attacked Murong Xiu.
What kind of ulterior deal did my grandfather make with them?
"Xue Huaiwei, Du Jiunian, Tang Shize, Di Huaijie, please come in."
