The Zhuliu Mountains are full of dragons and tigers, and the sceneries are endless.
At the foot of the mountain, many monks were blocked from the mountains. Most of them were small sects outside Liangcheng. They came here specially after learning that a big demon had appeared in the Zhuliu Mountains. In addition to joining in the fun, they also wanted to see Liangcheng. The style of a disciple.
Unexpectedly, the way was blocked by the disciples of the Ghost Sect, led by a man named Qiliang dressed in white and holding a folding fan.
At this moment, he was leading the disciples of the Ghost Sect to guard the path up the mountain. All the monks outside Liangcheng were stopped and were not allowed to go up the mountain.
At this moment, three disciples wearing ghost sect costumes hurried over. One of them said something in Qiliang's ear. The latter cursed loudly and said: "Trash! I can't even take down a woman. I want you." What’s the use!”
The three of them immediately knelt in front of Qi Liang and begged for mercy together: "Spare my life, spare my life, my lord, please spare my life."
Qiliang didn't even look at the three of them and said: "Pull it down, drag it down."
As soon as he finished speaking, the disciples of the Ghost Sect behind him dragged the three of them away. No matter how much they begged, Qi Liang did not change his mind, and there was no slight wave on his face.
Snap!
When Qiliang opened the folding fan in his palm, what was embroidered on the fan was a beautiful scene of a lotus pond. Lotus flowers were blooming in the pond. It was originally a beautiful scene.
But if you take a closer look, you will find that on each lotus in full bloom, there will be a naked woman embroidered on it, and they are all people with graceful figures. Counting carefully, the white lotus on his folding fan has more than 100 feet. Hundreds of flowers.
The monk who knew Qiliang's hobby would feel angry in his heart every time he saw the folding fan in his hand.
Because, every time Qiliang rapes a young woman, he will kill her, and then he will embroider a blooming white lotus in the lotus pond on the folding fan.
Most of the young women who died in his hands were disciples of small sects. He would kill them if they wanted to. The sect would not turn against the ghost sect for the sake of one person.
If it weren't for Qiliang's backing from the underworld, he would have been assassinated long ago.
After feeling the angry gazes of the monks, Qiliang waved his folding fan lightly, walked up to them, and said arrogantly: "I just like your expressions right now. It's really sad that you want to kill me but don't dare to do it."
The monks clenched their fists, teeth chattering in their mouths, and stared at him fiercely.
What's even more shameful is that Qi Liang stretched out his arms and handed the folding fan in front of them, saying: "Look carefully! Maybe there is your fellow junior sister on it, or the senior sister you miss deeply."
Some monks couldn't bear the humiliation and turned around and left, but some monks stayed where they were. Their purpose of coming here was basically to enter the Zhuliu Mountains.
Therefore, no matter what Qiliang says, they will wait very patiently. They think that Qiliang will not stay here stupidly. Who will have trouble with Cai Bao?
Therefore, he will have to leave sooner or later, and by then, the mountain road will naturally be smooth.
Zi Yang, who was standing in the distance, saw this scene and said with a little regret: "It's over. We don't know how long we have to wait here before we have a chance to go in and take a look inside."
"There is no way." Jia Juesheng said helplessly: "He is from the ghost sect. It seems that his status in the ghost sect is not low. We can only wait here for a few days to see if he will leave." .”
"Why did he embroider people on the lotus platform? And they were all women without clothes." Xiao Hai was a little curious as to why the man with the folding fan did this.
Faced with this question raised by Xiao Hai, Jia Juesheng immediately looked at Zi Yang, wanting to leave this problem to him to solve.
"Come on, Xiao Hai, let's go over there and rest." Zi Yang was silent for a long time, pretending not to hear what Xiao Hai said just now, and pulled him towards a big tree.
Jia Juesheng did not stay under the blazing sunshine, and turned around to follow the two of them. The three of them leaned against the big tree together, relying on the lush branches and leaves to resist the sunlight.
Not long after, a woman wearing a black dress, with a lithe figure and a beautiful face, led a group of disciples in blue-ocean attire to the foot of the mountain.
At this moment, Qi Liang squinted his eyes, sitting under a tree to enjoy the cool air, waving the folding fan slowly in his palm, as if he was asleep.
A disciple of the Ghost Sect hurried over and said something unknown in his ear. Qiliang immediately opened his eyes, and his whole body instantly became more energetic, completely losing the sleepiness he felt before.
After Qi Liang saw the woman in black skirt, he stood up hurriedly and went to greet her from a long distance away, looking impatient.
When he was about to arrive in front of the woman, he even straightened his clothes and said with a smile, "Hey, isn't this Xiao Yuying from Sanwang Palace, Miss Xiao?"
Xiao Yuying glanced around, without looking at Qiliang, and said, "Qiliang, what are you doing at the Ghost Gate? Why do you want to guard the entrance to the Zhuliu Mountains and prevent them from entering?"
Qi Liang smiled and said: "Senior sister..."
Xiao Yuying frowned and scolded sternly: "Who is your senior sister!"
Although Xiao Yuying’s words were not good, the smile on Qi Liang’s face did not diminish and he said: “I am doing this for the sake of our Liangcheng. If this big monster in the Zhuliu Mountains dies at the hands of others, I, Liangcheng, Where to put the sect’s face?”
"Everyone knows that you, Qiliang, are a lecher. You are blocking the road here, maybe you have some hidden agenda, right?" Xiao Yuying revealed the mystery with one word, regardless of Qiliang's face.
After Qiliang was exposed in front of everyone, he didn't get angry. Instead, the smile on his face grew wider.
The reason why he is here is to find young women from various major sects. As for the big demon he mentioned, it is just an excuse he made.
No matter which sect inside or outside Liangcheng, he Qiliang would dare to touch any woman without a big background.
Of course, the Xiao Yuying in front of him was something he wanted to touch but didn't dare to.
Qiliang said: "I have heard a little about Miss Xiao's hobbies. Compared with you, I am already kind enough."
"Bold!" Everyone in Sanwang Palace stepped forward, but was stopped by Xiao Yuying.
"Presumptuous!" Not to be outdone, the disciples of the Ghost Sect stepped forward. Qi Liang opened his arms, stopped everyone behind him, and then raised his hands to the King San Palace and said, "What? I just said something wrong, please leave." Brothers in the palace, please forgive me."
"We are all major sects in Liang City. It doesn't look good to make jokes in a place like this."
Someone in Sanwang Palace said: "How can we, Miss Xiao, be compared to a lonely wild ghost like you?!"
Disciples of the Ghost Sect are proficient in the art of controlling corpses. They stay with corpses all day long and are said to be lonely ghosts. This is a great insult to anyone in the Ghost Sect.
The status of corpses in the ghost sect is extremely high, already surpassing that of the disciples. Even the ordinary disciples of the ghost sect take great care of the corpses in their hands.
To put it simply, the corpse is like the sword in the hand of the swordsman, and the source stone in the hand of the formation master is the weapon in the hands of the disciples of the ghost sect, and it is also their last protection.
Of course, what the disciples of Sanwang Palace said also made sense.
Perhaps, at this moment, there is a coffin hidden in Qiliang's Lingxuan bag that has been sealed for many years.
As soon as these words came out in King San's Palace, everyone in the Ghost Sect showed murderous intent, and Qi Liang, who had always shown others a smile, gradually turned colder, until it completely solidified.
A few years ago, when Sanwangdian was the dominant family in Liangcheng, Gui Sect would not have dared to look down on Sanwangdian. But today is different from the past. The master of Sanwang Palace, also the master of Liangcheng, is not as strong as before.
If Bubai hadn't been there, Sanwang Palace would have even been annexed by other forces.
Jia Juesheng, who was enjoying the cool under the tree, saw that the two groups of people in Liang City were in a confrontation, and said hurriedly: "The people from the Sanwang Palace are competing with the Guimen."
"Why are you arguing? They are all powerful sects in Liangcheng. They will not fight unless it is absolutely necessary." Zi Yang, whose head rested on his arms on the other side, did not take it seriously at all.
The monks around saw the two major forces of Sanwang Palace and Ghost Sect locked in a stalemate, but they did not dare to go in and take a look. They had to stand not far away and cast confused glances intentionally or unintentionally.
"That's enough!" Xiao Yuying saw that the atmosphere was not right, and glared at the disciple who had just shouted, and then looked at everyone in the Gui Sect, saying: "Qi Liang is right, everyone is a big force in Liang City, here If there is a fierce fight, it will only make others laugh."
Qiliang closed the folding fan in his hand, patted his palms gently, his expression improved, and he made a gesture of invitation, asking the disciples of the Ghost Sect to move out of the way.
Qiliang said expressionlessly: "Miss Xiao, please."
Xiao Yuying didn't reply and led the Sanwang Palace disciples into the Zhuliu Mountains.
As soon as everyone in the Sanwang Hall left, a disciple from the Gui Sect came to Qi Liang and asked, "Sir, do you think we still want to stay here?"
"Now that we are here, we can't go back empty-handed. Let's go into the mountains!" Qiliang opened his folding fan and led the Ghost Sect disciples into the Zhuliu Mountains with a happy face.
As soon as Qiliang left, the monks he stopped at the foot of the mountain also entered the mountain one after another.
"The people from the Ghost Sect have left, when should we set off?" Jia Juesheng looked at the monks who continued to enter the Zhuliu Mountains, feeling a little anxious. After all, the treasure waits for no one.
Ziyang yawned, stretched, looked at the entrance of the Zhuliu Mountains, and said casually: "Xiao Hai, come here, it's time for us to set off."
After Zi Yang finished speaking, Xiao Hai's voice was still not heard after several breaths passed.
Jia Juesheng looked back and coughed a few times, as if to remind Zi Yang.
Zi Yang looked at him and urged, "What's wrong? Tell Shang Xiaohai to leave quickly."
"Is it tasty?"
"It's delicious! It's delicious! Sister, you are so kind."
Zi Yang froze on the spot. He knew who was coming just by the sound. He didn't look at the woman in red and said calmly: "Xiao Hai! We are leaving."
Xiaohai held the dried fish in his hand and put it in his mouth as he walked. The woman in red did not stop him and allowed him to walk towards Ziyang.
Suddenly, the woman in red moved, came to Ziyang's side, and whispered in his ear: "There are many people here, I will save some face for you. Next time, when I meet you alone, you know I will do something to you."
After speaking, the woman in red did not hesitate and walked straight towards the Zhuliu Mountains.
Ziyang's chest was heaving, and he was breathing heavily, and suddenly shouted: "I'm telling you! I'm not scared!"
