And the old man in blue glanced at Goldman Sachs with disdain, and shook his head: "The fate of pretending to be my Rakshasa Gate, that's it! Don't let anyone go, kill me!"

Suddenly, with the old man's words. Countless figures surrounded from all directions. Towards the figures in red, they rushed towards them. A new fight has once again kicked off. It's just that this time the protagonists are no longer the previous men in red.

"Rakshasa Gate!" Looking at the figures that suddenly appeared, it was very easy for Goldman Sachs to recognize the identities of those warriors in red clothes. In the entire southern Xinjiang, there is only one force that wears red clothes on a large scale, and that is the second-ranked Rakshasa Gate.

It's just that looking at the two figures wearing the same clothes fighting, Goldman Sachs was directly blindsided for a while. And it can't help but be Goldman Sachs, and even the remnants of the Demon Sect are all watching the Rakshasa Gate and those red-clothed people fight happily. And they who were originally attacked seem to have become outsiders and have nothing to do with this matter!

"High altar master, are you okay?" Just as Goldman Sachs was looking at the chaotic scene in a daze, a young voice suddenly sounded in his ears. Hearing someone call him, Goldman Sachs naturally raised his head. Beside him, a young man dressed in white, with a faint smile on his face, was looking at him. The young man's face was very familiar, and Goldman Sachs had a faint impression. However, perhaps because the scene was too chaotic, he couldn't recall who the young man in front of him was with peace of mind. For a while, although I knew that this young man must have seen it himself, he really couldn't remember it.

After thinking about it for a long time, I still can't remember it. Goldman Sachs had no choice but to laugh wryly and asked in a low voice, "This son, have we met?"

A few months ago, I went to the High Altar Lord's adjacent post with Nalan Qingyan, and I also received the High Altar Lord's hospitality. Now that I think about it, it seems to be the same as what happened a few days ago!" Zhou Bo smiled and gave Goldman Sachs a reminder.

"Oh, it's Zhou Bo's son! It's rude, it's rude!" Hearing Zhou Bo's reminder, Goldman Sachs suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he directly remembered Zhou Bo's identity. I have been to the adjacent post with Nalan Qingyan, and there is only one Zhou Bo. Although the impression of Zhou Bo is not too deep. But on that day, because of Nalan's light smoke, the sect master of the Demon Sect and several hall masters all arrived one after another. This is also a memorable day for Goldman Sachs, a small figure. Therefore, when Zhou Bo reminded him, Goldman Sachs directly remembered Zhou Bo's identity.

"Hehe, the high altar master remembered?" Seeing that Goldman Sachs remembered himself, Zhou Bo smiled and was relieved. Anyway, this Goldman Sachs itself has dealt with before after all. Therefore, this time I went to the Demon Sect, maybe I could have a little relationship with him. And judging from the situation just now, Goldman Sachs is also clearly a betrayed character. There is a possibility that he has a problem, and it should not be very likely.

"Isn't Gongzi Zhou Bo from the Dawn Gate, how can he ...... with these?" Goldman Sachs didn't finish his words, but Zhou Bo could also know what Goldman Sachs wanted to say to himself. It's nothing more than how he got mixed up with the people of the Rakshasa Gate.

The Demon Sect and the Rakshasa Sect have always been at odds, and even contradictory. Both sides want to kill each other. The relationship between the two sects was already known to Zhou Bo. So, it's not particularly strange. However, Luo Zhen on the side was dissatisfied when he heard Goldman Sachs' words. Snorted coldly: "Gongzi is the VIP of our Rakshasa Gate, if it weren't for the face of Gongzi Zhou Bo, do you think that our Rakshasa Gate would save you, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals of the Demon Sect?" After saying this, Luo Zhen's body flew up directly and rushed into the fierce battle group.

With Luo Zhen's joining, the battle between the two sides is not at the same level at all. Before Luo Zhen joined, those red-clothed people who had been fighting fiercely for a while might still be able to barely support themselves. But now, Luo Zhen has joined the battle group, and the leader of the group of red-clothed people has fallen. The situation became even more vicious to those in red. Although they can barely support it, they are inferior in terms of numbers and strength, and it is only a matter of time before they lose!

"Zhou Bo, what's going on? These people are not from the Rakshasa Gate?" Looking at the fierce battle scene, Goldman Sachs obviously realized that something was wrong, and immediately asked Zhou Bodao.

"Well, these people are not from the Rakshasa Gate! I think their intention is to pretend to be people from the Rakshasa Gate and provoke a conflict between the Demon Sect and the Rakshasa Gate. Then, urge the two of you sects to fight, so as to take advantage of the opportunity to reap the benefits!" Looking at the people in red clothes in the center of the scene, Zhou Bo's eyes flashed. It seems that the behavior of these people is really as the dead red belt enforcer said. It was for the sake of making the Demon Sect think that the people who frequently attacked them were the work of the Rakshasa Gate. When the time comes, once there is a conflict between the Demon Sect and the Rakshasa Gate. Then, that force will have more opportunities to profit from it.

"What a vicious plan!" Goldman Sachs is not a fool, but after listening to Zhou Bo's general introduction, he knows what kind of heart these people who pretend to be Rakshasa Sect. At the moment, there was a cold glow in his eyes. If it weren't for his own injuries, I'm afraid he would have killed those people with his own hands at this moment!

Looking at Goldman Sachs, whose face was pale, Zhou Bo took out a pill and handed it to Goldman Sachs. Seeing this, Goldman Sachs smiled gratefully and quickly took it. After breathing for a while, Goldman Sachs seemed to have thought of something and asked, "Then, Master Zhou Bo." Have the rest of our Demon Sect been attacked?"

"Yes!" Zhou Bo nodded: "When I first arrived, I came across the location of one of your branch altars that was attacked. Because it was night when they were attacked, no one found out. As a result, more than seventy people, all ......."

Hearing Zhou Bo's words, Goldman Sachs' face turned pale. Just when Zhou Bo was talking to Goldman Sachs, the young Luo Rui slowly walked to Zhou Bo's side and said very respectfully: "Zhou Bo Gongzi, this group of people has been captured by us! If Zhou Bo Gongzi has no opinion, we want to catch some live mouths and go back for interrogation." Let's see if we can find any clues from their mouths. ”

"This, no problem!" Hearing Luo Rui's words, Zhou Bo nodded directly and agreed to Luo Rui's request. And Rory also knew in his heart that although when he went down the mountain this time, he and his father were the leaders of the team. However, Zhou Bo, a mysterious young man, is probably the one in charge of the matter. Especially when he heard that the Blood Rakshasa arranged himself, Luo Rui guessed that this time the Blood Rakshasa might let Zhou Bo manage this group of people. Therefore, between the gestures, they are all very respectful to Zhou Bo. If there is anything, you must ask Zhou Bo out loud.

The disciples of the Rakshasa Sect were extremely fast, and with each other's assistance, they quickly captured all the remaining red-clothed people. One by one, in the direction of Tianjun Mountain, escorted over.

Although the people of the Rakshasa Gate helped Goldman Sachs, because of the relationship between the Rakshasa Gate and the Demon Sect, it was difficult for the people of the two parties to say anything. Although Goldman Sachs expressed his gratitude, it was a bit ridiculous to say thank you to Luo Zhen, who was one of the five evils of the Rakshasa Gate, in his capacity. The people of the Rakshasa Gate obviously didn't want to deal with Goldman Sachs and their disciples of the Demon Sect, and as soon as the matter was over, after saying goodbye to Zhou Bo, they led people towards Tianjun Mountain and returned directly!

"Mr. Zhou Bo, thank you very much for today's events!" Goldman Sachs looked at Zhou Bo, who had not left, with a very sincere smile: "If it weren't for you, we brothers, I'm afraid the nine days would be over!"

"It's okay! After all, I'm friends with Light Smoke. If you can help with something like this, you will naturally be able to help some!" Zhou Bo smiled.

"So, where is Gongzi Zhou Bo going next?" Goldman Sachs looked at Zhou Bo, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his eyes, so he asked abruptly.

"I'll go back to the Demon Sect with you!" Zhou Bo looked at the Demon Sect disciples who were treating his wounded, and his expression became a little solemn: "The Demon Sect has heard about it this time, I think you have all heard about it. That mysterious force, I'm afraid it won't be much worse than the strength of the Demon Sect. I'm a little uncomfortable with light smoke, so I want to check it out!"

Zhou Bo didn't know how much they knew about the news in the Demon Sect, so he just vaguely said that he wanted to take a look at Nalan Qingyan. After all, he and Nalan Qingyan know each other well, so this excuse is also easy to use!

"No problem!" Goldman Sachs said very righteously: "This little thing is on me!" After saying this, Goldman Sachs thought about it and lowered his voice: "Master Zhou Bo, let's stop telling lies." If my guess is correct, is there something wrong within our Demon Sect?"

"En?" Hearing Goldman Sachs' words, Zhou Bo's heart was shocked. His eyes narrowed: "You, how do you know?"

There was a problem within the Demon Sect, and Lei Chu said the same. But at that time, Zhou Bo was only skeptical. Now, Goldman Sachs has been attacked again, and I am afraid it is not a coincidence that it can be said. In fact, this is also thanks to the great help of the Rakshasa Gate. If it weren't for the swiftness of the Rakshasa Gate's manpower intelligence, I'm afraid that Goldman Sachs would have died and no one would know. Speaking of today's events, Goldman Sachs is also lucky. As soon as his side and the Blood Rakshasa finished arranging things, Goldman Sachs was attacked. The time gap between the previous wave of attacks was less than twelve hours. If it is a coincidence that no one has reported the news, and it is a coincidence that the disciples of the two groups of Demon Sects have been attacked one after another, I am afraid that no one will believe it!

Gao Sachs smiled bitterly: "Our Demon Sect has been removed this time, and there are a lot of people involved. Our routes are all pre-planned. In order to break it down to zero and avoid attracting too many people's attention. It is also to prevent conflicts with other sects. If one of our teams is attacked, it may be a coincidence. But Childe just said that before us, there were already brothers in the sect who were attacked. Doesn't that tell the story?"

Hearing Goldman Sachs' analysis, Zhou Bo smiled bitterly, was silent for a long time, and then nodded slowly: "You are right, your Demon Sect, there is indeed a possibility that there may be problems!"

Hearing Zhou Bo's words, Goldman Sachs smiled bitterly: "Sure enough, I guessed right!"

From the encounter to the surprise attack, Goldman Sachs had such doubts in his heart. As a veteran of the Demon Sect all the year round, Goldman Sachs still knows a lot about the arrangement and daily style of the Demon Sect.

Previously, although Goldman Sachs heard the news that the Demon Sect was attacked by unknown forces. However, out of confidence in the Demon Sect, Goldman Sachs did not take the news to heart. After all, the Demon Sect is the head of the three major forces in Southern Xinjiang, unless the entire Southern Xinjiang Demon Dao unites, otherwise, with the strength of the Demon Sect, there is generally no need to worry. The opponent is just a sect, and Goldman Sachs will definitely not take it to heart. Besides, Goldman Sachs' branch is on the west side. It is far away from the main altar of the Southern Xinjiang Demon Sect, the Tiangao Emperor. This kind of thing is generally not the turn of the people in their altar to worry about.

A few days later, though. Goldman Sachs received the news that he wanted to lead all the people in the branch to help southern Xinjiang under the stars. Goldman Sachs, who has always been good at thinking, felt that the Demon Sect might have encountered a problem. Otherwise, there would be no risk of exposing dark spots and recalling all the personnel. And the messenger from southern Xinjiang couldn't help but send the news of the evacuation, and also handed over the route of their evacuation to Goldman Sachs. In the words of the messenger that day, it was a large-scale evacuation of the Demon Sect, and it must be properly arranged. Otherwise, I am afraid that there are dozens of people, nearly a thousand people. It is enough to arouse the vigilance of any sect, and it will even cause an uproar in southern Xinjiang.

However, this is the way through the pre-arranged route. Goldman Sachs and the people of the branch he led were still attacked by unknown forces. Even, judging from the situation just now, that unknown force seems to be conspiring to blame the Rakshasa Sect, which has always been at odds with the Demon Sect. If they succeeded, Goldman Sachs shuddered at the consequences. Poisonous, absolutely poisonous. If it weren't for Zhou Bo today, I am afraid that he would not only be killed by them, but also be more likely to become the reason for the battle between the Demon Sect and the Rakshasa Gate. This mysterious force really doesn't even let go of the dead!

Goldman Sachs looked at the remaining fifty or so people in his branch, and asked Zhou Bo with a wry smile: "Master Zhou Bo, what should we do now?" Maybe it was because Zhou Bo had just saved them, or maybe it was because he had contact with Zhou Bo in the past. In short, Goldman Sachs has a similar subconscious dependence on Zhou Bo, especially in the current environment. So in his words, he also asked a little more about Zhou Bo.

Zhou Bo frowned and thought for a while, and looked at Goldman Sachs: "Are all these hands in your branch altar credible?"

"Credible, of course credible!" Hearing Zhou Bo ask about his manpower, Goldman Sachs immediately patted his chest and promised: "These brothers in my branch are all selected by me." In terms of loyalty, there is absolutely no problem! At this point, you can rest assured that Mr. Zhou Bo!"

"That, good!" Hearing Goldman Sachs' assurance, Zhou Bo said: "The situation in the Demon Sect is unknown, although this time I came back with the hall master of your Demon Sect's Blue Hall, Lei Hall Master. But I can't guarantee that the Demon Sect will be very safe. As you said, there is indeed a crisis within the Demon Sect. Therefore, you people, from now on, are all "dead"!"

"Ah, Lei Hall Master, he's also back?" Hearing Zhou Bo say that he would come back with Lei Chu, Goldman Sachs' heart was "groaning", and there was a trace of admiration for Zhou Bo in his eyes.

For Lei Chu, many disciples of the Demon Sect are extremely admired. It can be said that in the Demon Sect, in addition to the Demon Sect's Sect Master Sharpening the Blade, Lei Chu is the most admired person in the Demon Sect. Lei Chu is open-minded by nature and very hearty. On weekdays, he is enthusiastic and never puts on the shelf of the hall master. More importantly, Lei Chu's great reputation was naturally a weapon to attract the young disciples of the Demon Sect. The head of the Nine Heavenly Emperors of the Demon Dao, think about this title, who doesn't worship it?