It seems that this inn has been booked. No one has come in or out for two consecutive days. It is unknown how many people are here in the Blood Shadow Sect. It is just because these people and Na Mu Feng also live in seclusion, at least no one has seen them openly. When I go out, even three meals a day are delivered to the house by the waiter.
On the third night, a hooded man in black came to the courtyard like a ghost and pushed open the door to the ground floor.
"Who!" You Zizi was touched by someone at the door, and Di Que was also surprised. At this moment, he stood up with a weapon in his hand.
"Me!" The man in black walked into the room, closed the door and stood at the door. Di Que looked at the black robe carefully, and when he saw the word "slave" embroidered in red thread on the left chest of the robe, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked coldly: "What's the matter?"
"Lord Blood Shadow is here, the carriage is at the back door." There was also a cold voice under the black hood.
"Yes." Di Que cupped his fists, opened the back window and blew a whistle, and soon there was the sound of ripping clothes and wind in the courtyard.
Ren Wu was staying in the house tonight, when he suddenly heard a whistle from someone in the courtyard. The direction seemed to come from the house on the ground. He was secretly wondering when he suddenly heard a sound of breaking through the air in the courtyard, and looked sideways along the crack of the window. As soon as I looked at it, I saw several dark red figures coming out of the room and running towards the room on the ground. I secretly thought that this was a signal to summon everyone to meet. I didn't dare to neglect for a while, and went out through the window and headed towards that person. Run in the direction.
When everyone entered the room, the man in black had disappeared. There were three men in blood-clothed standing side by side in the room. One was on the ground, and the other two were. One had a red robe with the word "Ghost" embroidered in black thread, and the other had a red robe with the word "Ghost" embroidered in black thread. The word "trap" is embroidered with black thread. There were also six people in blood-clothed clothes standing opposite, including Person Five. Looking to the side, these people had numbers embroidered in green thread on their chests.
Seeing that everyone had fallen down, Di Que coughed lightly, looked at the two people on the left and right and said coldly: "Let's go." Everyone filed out and headed towards the back door.
There was a carriage parked at the back door, and the man in black who had just delivered the message was sitting on the shaft of the carriage, holding the reins in one hand and not looking at the crowd. Di Que waved his hand, opened the curtain first and got in. When everyone got on the carriage, the man in black shook his reins, whipped his horse and drove away.
The interior of the car was sealed tightly and there was no light. Everyone was sitting in the bumpy car and they didn't know where they were going. People looked secretly to both sides in five directions, but they were as silent as wood carvings and clay sculptures. After walking for a while, the carriage jolted violently and stopped, and a shout came from the shaft: "Get off."
Everyone filed out again and saw that the carriage had stopped in an empty courtyard. The man in black had already got out of the carriage and walked to a room by himself. Dique and the others did not say anything when they saw them and followed them. Got in.
The furnishings in the house were simple. The man in front just pressed a button on the wall, and a secret door opened on one wall. There was a stone staircase leading directly to the ground. Everyone seemed to be used to it, and they went down the stairs one by one. After walking in, the secret door behind him closed again.
Below is an open hall. The lights are as bright as day. Opposite the passage is a platform, seven feet square and more than two feet high. At this time, there are three people standing on the platform. They are also in red scarves and bloody robes, only their eyes are exposed, but there is one person in the middle. The left chest of the robe is embroidered with the word "ying" with bright yellow silk thread. The two people next to it are embroidering the word "tu" on one and "kui" on the other. There were three men in black robes standing under the shadow of the lamp on one side of the stage, one in front and two in back. At this moment, they seemed to blend into the shadows, making it difficult to notice for a moment.
The man in black came in with nine people. He only bowed silently to the three people on the stage, and then retreated under the shadow of the lamp, joining the next two people in a row.
Opposite the high platform stood dozens of people, all wearing red robes and red scarves, standing in several rows. It was completely silent, and even the sound of breathing could hardly be heard in such a large room.
After a while, the man in red robe with the word "shadow" embroidered on the stage seemed to glance vaguely in a certain direction, and suddenly said: "Everyone is here."
The audience was still silent. The audience paused for a while and then continued: "Let's talk about it, it's been a year."
There were four people in front of the audience, wearing red robes and blue characters. At this moment, the person on the far left embroidered with the character "Can" clasped his fists and said, "Tiancan's group has received a total of sixteen transactions, and they have become fifteen, and no one has lost their hands." , the cashier is 49,700 taels, and the cashier is 24,850 taels." He waved his hand, and a man with "Demon" embroidered in black thread behind him stepped forward, took out a pocket from his arms and handed it to When I went up, a man in black came forward to take it, opened it, looked at it and nodded.
The previous person retreated, and the second person with the blue letter "Jue" clasped his fists and said: "Tian Jue Department, a total of 19 transactions were accepted, making 16 transactions, and 7 and 1 people were damaged. They were repaired in black clothes. I got 54,200 taels of silver, and handed over 27,110 taels." With a wave of his hand, Di Que and the other person who embroidered the word "trap" handed over a bag respectively, and the man in black took it. , checked and handed it over.
The other two people embroidered the word "annihilation" on one hand and "qing" on the other. Their income in a year was not as good as Tian Jue, but they did not lose their manpower, so they both handed over half of it. From beginning to end, the person who embroidered the characters "Tu" and "Kui" on the stage said nothing and just stood quietly.
The person who embroidered the word "shadow" nodded when he heard the words. With a wave of his hand, the man in black headed by the shadow came out. He held a porcelain bottle and poured a longan-sized pill for everyone in the audience. He personally watched the people waiting. He rushed to swallow it.
At this moment, the man said again: "Is there anything else? It's okay to go."
There was another silence below, and then Di Que took a step forward, "I would like to inform the three adults that the sword Master Xue Tu wanted has been forged, and my subordinates have asked Wu to get it back. Master Xue Kui six years ago We also have news about the kid we encountered while chasing Yu Fangzhou, and Mu Feng, the 'flying fish' who is now chasing Iron Saint Division, came to bid for his life." He took out Mu Feng's small cloth bag from his arms and handed it over. .
"Oh?" Xue Kui, who had half-closed eyes, opened his eyes with interest and asked, "Where is Mu Feng?"
"I'll wait for your summons at the inn where the villain lives." Dique still lowered his head.
"Well, take it," he said, reaching out to take the bag, looking at it, weighing it, and throwing it back, "I'm going to disappear, go all out, this reward is for you, let Mu Feng be the bait." .”
"Yes." Di Que bowed in agreement and waited for Xue Tu's instructions.
"Where is the sword?" asked the rough voice of Xue Tu on the left.
Di Que asked and waved, and the man behind him took out the wooden box from his waist and took a few steps forward. He opened the lid of the box with his left hand and put his right hand in his sleeve to hold up the wooden box and pass it upwards.
Xue Tuyan stared at the belt in the box and nodded. He stretched out his hand to take it when a sudden change occurred. Ren Wu suddenly flipped his right hand and let go of the wooden box. He took the soft sword in his hand with his left hand and pushed it lightly with his thumb. The sword was unsheathed with a "crack" sound, and the sword's edge trembled, but when he looked again, it had sunk into Xue Tu's throat.
These few moments were like lightning and flint. Xue Tu still stretched out his hand, but his eyes were wide open and full of incomprehension. The red scarf on his face gradually wetted his face and he fell on his back.
At this time, no one was prepared for the sudden incident. Everyone on and off the stage was suddenly startled. The bloody figure in the middle glanced to one side and suddenly shouted sharply: "Bold! You are seeking death, Ren Wu!" As soon as he mentioned his anger, he Want to pounce.
Not mentioning the true energy, but mentioning the true energy frightened him to the core. Only then did he feel that his Dantian was empty, he couldn't raise any inner energy, and his whole body was so weak that he almost fell down. Looking at the stage and off stage, only myself, Xue Kui and the man in black headed by the shadow were left barely standing, swaying like autumn leaves in the wind.
"You are not Ren Wu, who are you!" Di Que, who was lying under the stage, managed to squeeze out a few words through his teeth and said in horror.
"Hmph." Dummy Five sneered at this time, shook his sleeves and stretched out his right hand, only to see half of the incense sandwiched between his two fingers. At this moment, the green smoke curled up and it had not been burned out, and there was no light from the oil lamp in the room. A big smell came.
After casually stubbing out the incense head, Dummy Five clicked his tongue and said: "This 'Trapped Demon Incense' is very effective." Then he looked sideways at the three standing people, "The three of them are also very skilled in martial arts. They all have achieved this level." You can still stand still." As he spoke, Xue Kui beside him swayed and fell down.
"Who on earth are you!" Xueying still managed to stay standing and asked through gritted teeth.
"Is it that important who I am? Don't you care about your own life and death now?" The dummy's calm voice came out from under the five-faced scarf, and the man stepped forward step by step.
Xueying gritted his teeth bitterly, "Good boy, I admit defeat today. Do you think you can survive if you kill me? Do you know what you just ate?"
"Oh, is this what you're talking about?" Dummy Five still didn't care. He stretched out his right hand in his sleeve and took out a pill between his two fingers. It was exactly what the man in black had just given out. He suddenly said in a cold voice, " Now you can go die!"
"No!" Only then did Xue Ying show his fear, and turned around and shouted, "Master, help..."
Before he finished speaking, the soft sword had already been swept across his neck, and blood spurted out from his mouth. The people in the audience were all frightened, lying on the ground shivering.
By this time, apart from Dummy Five, the only person standing in the room was the man in black. Dummy Five glanced at him, smiled coldly, and ignored him for the time being, dragging his soft sword towards Xue Kui who was lying on the ground.
When he was less than three feet away from Xuekui, Dummy Five had not yet stopped. Unexpectedly, another sudden change occurred at this time. Xuekui, who was lying on the ground, suddenly spurted out a blood mist and covered the door of Dummy Wu. Yao suddenly jumped up from the ground, and at some point a short spear came out of his hand. The light flashed like a cold star and pierced the dummy's throat.
This was far beyond Dummy Five's expectations. Seeing the blood mist cover him, he couldn't help but take a step back. Then he saw the figure flashing in the blood mist, and there was a faint cold light coming straight towards his throat. He had to shake his left hand. It was a soft sword, the internal force penetrated directly to the tip of the sword, and the sword was pointed straight at the spear.
There was only a "dang" sound when the two soldiers met, and with the sharpness of the soft sword, the short spear was not damaged at all. But after all, the blood leader was poisoned first. Although he had used a secret method to force out most of the poison with this mouthful of blood, he still couldn't. His internal strength was also greatly damaged, causing the short spear in Jian Yige's hand to swing far away, and his chest opened wide for a moment.
At this moment, the dummy Wu Leng sneered: "It's interesting!" He flashed like a ghost and grabbed the opponent's arms, and slapped his chest with a palm. At this time, Xue Kui's other hand reluctantly raised its hand to meet the palm.
When the two palms intersected, I didn't expect that the blood leader had already planned it, so he didn't fight head-on. He just used his strength to retreat violently. He touched the high platform with his feet and floated backwards. Dummy Five's palm was powerful and heavy. Instead, he sent the other party far away. He spit out another mouthful of blood in mid-air, jumped over the people on the ground in the blink of an eye, flicked two white pills at the dummy with his left hand. The five figures of the dummy flashed out of the way, and a large cloud of smoke rose up as the white pill fell to the ground, making it invisible to everyone in the room for a moment.
