Chapter 455: Lend Your Son!

The disciple trembled and said, "The man said...... Said landlord, if you don't want your son to have an accident, you must go to the ...... of World War I at the time and place agreed in the letter."

"Where's Eighteen, call Eighteen for me!"

An uneasy premonition rose in Wen Xiangxin's heart, and he turned around and said to the confidant disciple beside him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The henchman disciple didn't dare to slack off, and left as if flying, and after about ten minutes, he ran back to Wen Xiangxin with a panicked face, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and said in a trembling voice: "Landlord, young master, he ...... He's not in the room......"

"Did you look elsewhere?"

The uneasiness in Wen Xiangxin's heart became more and more intense.

"It's been asked to look for it. But...... On the wall of the young master's room, someone wrote a line of words in red paint......"

"What is written?"

"Write 'Lend your son a use'!"

Wen Xiangxin gasped, his body shook, and he swept towards his son Wen Eighteen's residence like lightning.

The two brothers, Wen Xiangshan and Wen Xianghai, glanced at each other and swept behind Wen Xiangxin.

Half an hour later, in the meeting hall of the Yanyu Building, Wen Xiangxin, the owner of the "Yanyu Building", two elders, and ten core disciples gathered together, everyone's faces were solemn and the atmosphere was depressing.

"Two arrogant juniors! This is killing themselves!"

Wen Xiangxin raised the letter of engagement in his hand, and his voice was like an angry lion roaring.

He originally wanted people to kill the ghost hand, but he didn't expect that the ghost hand and Fang Bai actually took the initiative to come to the door, and the purpose of the two of them coming to the "Yanyu Building" was to make an appointment to fight all the Xuan-level masters in the "Yanyu Building".

In order to achieve this goal, the two did not hesitate to completely anger the "Yanyu Building", kidnapped Wen Xiangxin's son Wen Shiba, and threatened each other with this, so that Wen Xiangxin must take the disciples above the Xuannian level of the "Yanyu Building" to the West Mountain at six o'clock tonight.

His son was quietly abducted in the base camp of "Yanyulou", if this matter spreads, Wen Xiangxin's face and the reputation of "Yanyulou" will be lost, how can this not make Wen Xiangxin angry?

"Landlord, deal with the two juniors, just let our two brothers take a trip!"

Wen Xianghai said coldly.

"Xiang Hai is right, two juniors, it's not worth our teachers to mobilize and fight!"

Wen Xiangshan's face also lost his previous smile, and he looked murderous.

"No, those two can take eighteen from under our noses, which is enough to be amazingly powerful. Moreover, they also said in the letter of appointment that if one of us goes less, Eighteen's life will be in danger! Let's go together! Remember, if you have the chance, you will kill two of them, and you will not be merciful!"

Wen Xiangxin thought about it and made a final decision.

He grabbed the letter casually, poured Zhenyuan into his palms, and shook it vigorously.

When he opened his palm again, a letter about war had turned into confetti and fluttered away with the cold north wind.

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Xishan Feilai Peak, located in the mountainous area of 30 miles west of Suzhou and Hangzhou City, was originally a tourist attraction, but now the cold winter is coming, the heavy snow covers the mountain, and there are no traces of people within a radius of dozens of miles.

On the sunny side of the south side of Feilai Peak, there is a flat area with a radius of 1,000 meters, and several stone pillars more than one person high stand in the center.

At this moment, two young men in their twenties were sitting cross-legged on two stone pillars, discussing something.

Not far away, in the snow, a man in a white shirt lay there, squirming forward like crazy, shouting "help".

The man in the white shirt was about thirty years old, his originally handsome facial features were distorted by pain, his originally neatly combed hair was also messy, and the originally spotless white shirt was full of mud and tatters, and the whole person looked embarrassed.

The man in the white shirt squirmed, and looked back at the two young people on the stone pillar from time to time, his eyes showing horror and fear, as if those two young people were hellish demons.

Judging from the posture of the man in the white shirt crawling, his limbs were completely powerless, and he had obviously been scrapped.

"Wen Eighteen, if your family doesn't come at six o'clock in the evening, your life will be gone!"

The younger young man sitting on the stone pillar in casual clothes glanced at the man in white shirt who was struggling to crawl forward, and said lightly, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

"Don't kill me...... My family will definitely come...... Will definitely come...... Please don't kill me......"

The white-shirted man named Wen Eighteen hissed and wailed.

"Master, will the people from the 'Smoke and Rain Building' fail to come?"

Another older man in black glanced into the distance of the mountain road and asked a little impatiently.

"Unless Wen Xiangxin doesn't care about his son's life or death and doesn't want the reputation of 'Yanyu Building', he will definitely come!"

Younger young man said.

The three men under the flying peak were Fang Bai, Ghost Hand and Wen Eighteen.

Fang Bai and the ghost hand got rid of the tracking of the disciples of the "Yanyu Building" in Jinling yesterday, and came to Suzhou and Hangzhou City overnight, after which Fang Bai sneaked into the "Yanyu Building" and took Wen Shibai here.

Fang Bai brought Wen Eighteen captive, mainly for two purposes.

The first is to ask from Wen Shiba's mouth who are the disciples of the "Yanyu Building" who participated in the slaughter of the "Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines".

The second is to use Wen Eighteen to force Wen Xiangxin and others to come to the appointment, so that the ghost hand can seek justice for the deceased.

Wen Shibai is a proud person, and at the same time a very backbone person, with ordinary means, it is really difficult to ask anything from his mouth.

However, Fang Bai had methods and means, he just tapped his finger on Wen Shiba's body a few times, and then Wen Shibai lost all his arrogance and backbone, and soon cried bitterly and confessed everything he knew.

Based on the names of the Yanyu Lou disciples who participated in the slaughter of the "Ten Thousand Medicine Valley" as Wen Shibai said, Fang Bai sent a letter of appointment to the "Yanyu Building", asking those people to come over to fight.

Before writing the battle agreement, Fang Bai deliberately consulted the ghost hand's opinion, asking him whether he was going to return blood for blood and slaughter the disciples of the "Yanyu Building", or only to hold those disciples of the "Yanyu Building" who participated in the slaughter of the "Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines" responsible.

Ghost Hand is not a ruthless person who kills innocents indiscriminately, he just wants the participants of the bloody slaughter to pay for their debts, and he does not intend to implicate other disciples of the "Yanyulou".

When the ghost hand made such a decision, Fang Bai nodded with relief.

Before that, what Fang Bai was most worried about was that the ghost hand was filled with hatred in his heart, lost his mind, and went on a killing spree, although he could vent the hatred in his chest with pleasure, but it also hurt the Heavenly Dao, which would have a great impact on his future cultivation, which Fang Bai did not want to see.

The fact that the ghost hand was able to be calm and self-controlling at this time showed that the cultivation of his state of mind had kept up with the improvement of his strength.

In the process of cultivation, the state of mind and strength of the martial artist complement each other, and they are equally important, and if these two are done well, the road of martial arts will be smooth sailing and infinitely bright.

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