At this time, everyone was alive and kicking, with ghosts crying and howling, more than a dozen spies running around on the iron plate, and the archers of the escort team surrounding them. Anyone who dared to jump off the iron plate would be killed without mercy!
The other spies smiled happily as it was their first time to see such an exciting scene!
Not to mention, running on the red and hot iron plate was really exciting, and Feng Ziyue and the guards burst into laughter watching it.
Three or five spies suffered serious burns on their soles and fell onto the iron plate. Smoke instantly erupted and they rolled to the ground. They were hacked to death by the guards with knives. The other spies were stunned with fear.
In this way, more than a hundred spies took turns to dance on the iron plate, Huang Lang and Leng Han, Gaobei, alone in the snow, eating snacks, drinking hot tea and chatting about the mountains to watch the fun.
At midnight, everyone dispersed.
Leng Han returned to his residence and cursed Old Yellow Wolf.
In the morning, the sky is clear and the sun is warm.
Flying Goose Poison Sword, Monk Yikong, Beigonghua, Huoguang Xiaoyao, Black Wind Lao Ni, Huoguang Xiandu were waiting in the meeting hall in the front yard of the General Rudder Mansion early in the morning. Deadpool notified them of the meeting early in the morning.
They hurriedly waited in the main hall, testing each other and not knowing why Yellow Wolf had summoned them.
The more this happens, the more guilty they feel, and they have done too many bad things, thinking that the yellow wolf is looking for them to settle the score!
I want to run, but I dare not.
Time passed by, and there was no sign of the yellow wolf. There were footsteps in the corridor, and Deadpool came to entertain them with snacks, fruits, and hot tea.
Bei Gonghua was unsure, but she stopped Deadpool and said with a playful smile, "Brother, please ask, why did the leader call us here? Is the leader's temper normal?"
The Deadpool woman smiled slightly, rubbed her fingers, and her meaning was clear. Money was tight. The old witch Beigonghua understood and stuffed all the money bags she had on her body to Deadpool. Deadpool weighed the money bags and put them into his arms, motioning to her to come to the door and whisper something quick. leave.
After Deadpool left, the flying goose poison sword was slanted and the fire was poisonous. The monk was in the air, and the fire was carefree. The Black Wind Lao Ni quickly gathered around and asked what Deadpool said.
Bei Gonghua smiled and said nothing and sat down to eat snacks, chewing the snacks and gritting her teeth.
It made others panic.
There were footsteps in the corridor, and Deadpool entered the room. The slanting fire stopped him and asked Huang Lang, Deadpool still rubbed his fingers. She also gave Deadpool all the money, and Deadpool whispered a few words to him and left.
In this way, everyone in the room gave their money to Deadpool, and they were all spoken to by Deadpool alone.
They sat on their chairs and gnashed their teeth and yelled curses. Just now, they were all fooled! Deadpool was alone with them whispering nothing, just making them suspicious of each other.
When there were footsteps in the courtyard, they immediately shut up and didn't dare to make a sound. They dared to complain when no one was around, but they didn't dare when there was someone around.
It was still the same Deadpool just now. Deadpool entered the hall and looked at Fei Goose Poison Sword, Huo Guang Xiaoyao, Yi Kong Monk, Huo Guang Xian Po, Bei Gonghua, and Black Wind Lao Ni. The two sides looked at each other, and none of them got up to say anything!
Deadpool grinned and stretched out his hands to rub them together. It was the same tight-knit action just now. This time, Fei Goose Poison Sword, Huo Guang Xian Po, Black Wind Lao Ni, Yi Kong Monk, Bei Gong Hua, Huo Guang Xiaoyao, they were calm and couldn't laugh or cry. I want to give Deadpool a good beating, but I don't dare. After all, this guy is the Yellow Wolf's personal Deadpool.
Deadpool saw that they didn't show any expression or care, "Everyone, come with me, the leader invites you."
Deadpool turned and went straight to the side door, and they quickly followed behind him. The group came to the door across the courtyard, and Deadpool blocked the way at the door.
Hearing the music of the piano, they looked around and saw the yellow wolf sitting in the pavilion in the garden playing the piano. Today the yellow wolf was wearing a white robe and a red face.
The music stops.
Yellow Wolf waved his hand for them to enter the hospital.
After sitting down, Deadpool carried three large wooden boxes to the front of the hall, and Huang Lang motioned for each of them to take a part back.
They thought it was a bank note, but when they got closer to the wooden box, they discovered that it was Ji Beili, a painted stone Sanniang, and a portrait of Ziyunfeng. Under the portrait was written the words "fried them", saying that the three of them were assassins who could be killed but not retained, and destroyed Xishan. The stability of the faction has decided to fry them in the near future to warn those who undermine the stability of the Xishan faction. I hope all members will tell each other and celebrate.
The date for frying him was set at noon three days later.
Huang Lang told them to quickly distribute the portraits to branches and post them all over the city, and he strolled away.
They looked at each other, picked up the portrait, and went their separate ways.
Shuishigou, Sanque Taoist, Feng Ziyue, Leng Han, Mu Chaofeng, Kuang Motian, Feng San, Fang Qingbo, Piao Salan, Liu Dongyan, Xingli, Lan Feixia, Gaitian Chou, Hu Yuanxi, Zhou Jifeng, Xu Xiao, Ziyun Shangren, Yudao Zhenren, and others learned a few days ago that Huanglang had captured Caishi Sanniang, Ziyunfeng, and Ji Beili. These people were all disguised and squatting around Feng Ziyue at the headquarters of Huanglang!
As a result, Feng Ziyue didn't show up, and everyone gradually forgot about it. When they saw the portrait notice, they were all surprised. They never expected that Mr. Huang Lang would fry the colorful stone Sanniang, Zi Yunfeng, and Ji Beili!
As the saying goes, good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles. This news was like a radio with wings. For more than two hours, everyone in the martial arts world was aware of the topic.
Ordinary working people and various sects are talking about it, talking about everything!
The main gate of the Wulin Alliance Leader's Mansion galloped into the city. More than a dozen fast horses came to the gate of the General Helms Mansion. The escort team briefly communicated, and the plainclothes team came to see Hu Yuanxi and Zhou Jifeng with notices and portraits.
The two were exchanging spells, and Xiwu, the fox monkey, used the blood devil's big stick to compete with Zhou Jifeng's crutches.
Master, master.
They gathered together and took the portrait notice, "Brother Zhou, Old Yellow Wolf must be trying to arrest Feng Ziyue by making such a big move. It seems that Feng Ziyue is still in the Xishan Sect. Those losers of ours will be gone for a long time." Time didn’t even find out Feng Ziyue’s whereabouts, huh!”
Zhou Jifeng, who is usually arrogant, was particularly calm and did not lose his temper today. He drank tea and Brother Fox, although Kuangmotian, Fang Qingbo, Xu Xiao, and Ziyun Shangren are great knights, but don't forget that Feng Ziyue's spells are not Knowing who to follow makes rapid progress. It's no exaggeration. You and I may not be able to beat him one on one. What's more, this kid is bad at breathing and has a very deep concealment. It's not easy to find him. No, yellow wolves have to use tactics to lure the enemy!
We can just watch the excitement.
What to do with those wastes?
Hu Yuanxi thought about it for a while, and then Fei Ge sent a message to them, asking them to continue to inquire about the Xishan Sect's dynamics. We will watch the excitement first, and when they are almost exhausted, we will take action.
At the vegetable market in the city of Xishan Sect, Lan Feixia saw Feng Ziyue returning to the dilapidated temple last night. She got up early today and bought big fish and meat to feed him. She saw fried colorful stone Sanniang posted on the wall. Yunfeng, Ji Beili's portrait, tore off a portrait and trotted all the way back to the ruined temple.
Feng Ziyue, like the third grandson who was tired from rebuilding in Yellow Wolf's lair these two days, was sleeping soundly. Lan Feixia rushed into the house and opened the bed and put the dozen or so crabs she had just bought on him.
