Baili Xiongfeng sat alone on the pear blossom wood chair, his eyes were empty, he didn't feel sorry for those boxes of treasures, in fact, it couldn't be said to be treasures, gold and silver in the world, low-level martial arts exercises, to tell the truth, he really couldn't get into his eyes, the gold looted from the four major families, more than a dozen boxes, full of 100,000 gold,

Then He is too stupid but a greedy guy, although he thinks so in his heart, but he is actually the most distressed about the famous inkstone, the pond inkstone, the object seems to have reached the level of a fairy treasure, although he has not studied it, this is good, let people take it to make toys for ten-year-old children,

Unconsciously sighed again,

For so many years, I can save a life and live in Qingzhou City temporarily, isn't it a sentence from Song Tai, most of the gold looted still has to be secretly transported to Zhongzhou City, and I don't know if it is filled with military salaries, or it has entered the mouth of the gluttony under the root of the imperial city, to say that martial arts practice is the most expensive gold and silver, this is not false, I can be worthy of the big pan 5 recultivation, if you are promoted again, but it is very difficult,

The martial arts cultivation in the world is not only a consumption of elixir, but also the most important thing is to pay attention to chance, excluding the bonus of one's own cultivation exercises, and the ability given by one's own martial soul, whether it is the right time and place or people, it is very particular.

It's not that he doesn't dare to draw his sword with He Taifan, but if it's just some yellow and white things, it's really not worth it, Baili Xiongfeng is not a frog at the bottom of the well who lives in the hall to practice, and naturally knows the identity of He Taifu, the name of the Sword Saint, the world is big, the territory is vast, and there are many people who practice swordsmanship, but the name of the Sword Saint, these two people in the world, are from the Sword Saint Gate!

He Taifeng has lived in the Thorn Shi Mansion for so many years, not counting the official family, but the hundred miles of Xiongfeng is clear, the little girl named Song Ci has a very good background, although Song Tai has never said about this matter, but, smart as a hundred miles of majestic wind, how can you guess the clues, although the Qinglong Dynasty has never promulgated the news of removing the name of the Sword Saint, but the well-informed know that the name of the Sword Saint and He Taifu are long gone, not only him, but even the Sword Saint Gate, which has gradually withered in recent years,

Because 22 years ago, the Heavenly Demon Sect was exterminated by the dynasty, and all the personnel were kicked out of Jiudu Mountain, and all the major states and counties clearly posted notices, all the personnel from the Demon Sect were on the wanted list according to 369 and so on, and they were not the four major disciples of Han Shen back then, and there were countless casualties.

Along with it, the dynasty issued a clear decree that the people of the Sword Saint Sect no longer enjoy the same treatment as other sects, and they were confined in Ningzhou Empty Lonely Mountain, within a radius of 100 miles, and they were not allowed to move around at will.

Isn't this an explicit order to abolish the Sword Saint Gate, and the rest of the other sects have unconsciously cut off their friendship with the Sword Saint Gate, for many years, it is the Sword Saint Gate in a corner, standing alone, of course, accompanied by many years of decay of the sect,

Although Baili Xiongfeng said that he sat on a chair with his eyes closed and practiced the exercises, but Wugen Qingming, it was already night at this time, and the house of the Xiongfeng gang leader had long been turned off and lonely, but several figures jumped into his house with sensitive figures.

The room was already pitch black, and Baili Xiongfeng just sat peacefully on the chair, still standing still, watching from the wall.

I only heard a voice that was very gloomy and low, "Hehe, I didn't expect that after a long time, I came to the house in the middle of the night to toss around, and it can be regarded as an old meeting." ”

Obvious in the darkness, a figure carrying a big scythe, next to a big man is not named Yellow Lion, and the other is a shrunken man full of rouge smell, nicknamed Rouge Man,

There was no palm lamp in the room, and in the darkness, Baili Xiongfeng instantly opened his eyes, snapped his right index finger, and he didn't know what method he used, and a few candles were already burning.

In the dim candlelight, the shadows of several people were reflected on the wall, high and low, like ghosts.

Isn't the man who spoke the man nicknamed the White Devil who beat Chu in the Fuxing Restaurant before, Bai Tao, I saw that he pulled a chair very casually and sat down, there were still several chairs in the room, and all of them were the most popular pear blossom wood in the Qinglong Dynasty.

But Ao Yao and a few people stood by peacefully, and no one went to sit down, so it can be seen that the relationship between the master and servant of the White Devil group is particularly strict.

Baili Xiongfeng looked at the old man in front of him, and saw that Bai Tao was covered in blood, although Bai Tao was wearing a black robe, but Baili Xiongfeng could clearly sense the wound on this guy's chest, but the blood was red with a strange purple light,

A few candles flickered in the room, but his eyes could see clearly,

What does Baili Xiongfeng have to do with this person, to put it mildly, 22 years ago, Baili Xiongfeng didn't even count as a minions in front of this man, at that time, he was a high-level figure in the Demon Sect, and he could only look up to the existence,

But he didn't know that Bai Tao had noticed such an ambitious guy many years ago.

He just sat on the chair peacefully, but he no longer looked at the strange blood on Bai Tao's body, and said lightly, "I didn't expect that the military master who had disappeared for many years would come to the cold house on such a night, but it made Xiongfeng's heart uneasy." ”

Ao Yao had already changed his shoulders to carry the sickle in his hand when he heard that this guy's tone was not good, and the bones in his hand were pinched with a rattling sound, and the atmosphere in his mouth was "hum".

And the man named Yellow Lion just sneered, he didn't expect that this Qingzhou City was indeed like Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and he met an old man nicknamed Sword Saint before who treated the White Devil with a bad tone, and this will come out again with a handsome offspring with a long beard, I really don't know when the White Devil has such a good temper,

But he just watched the show, and from time to time he glanced at the rouge man standing next to him, he hated that perverted thing that smelled of rouge,

"Hey, hey, hey, hahaha, it's really like an arrow, the little young man who was once bent on worshipping Han Shen as a master has now grown a long beard, it's really a long beard, I can't imagine that my White Devil will sit in front of you today, listen to your kid's cold words, time has passed, it is indeed not a saying. Bai Tao opened his mouth wide and laughed, and the beams of the house were buzzing,

But the fellow called the rouge man had already flashed out, and he heard a whining and mournful cry from the courtyard.

There will be lights in the courtyard of the hundred miles of Xiongfeng, and the members of the Xiongfeng Gang have long been awakened by this laughter, but at the moment of opening the door, they were stunned to the ground by a strange shadow,

The rouge man, the most confident is a weird and agile body, and after a while, he returned to the house, bent down humbly at Bai Tao and said, "The miscellaneous fish in the courtyard have all gone to sleep peacefully." ””

Not only did they stun the heroes, but even the oil lamp was extinguished, and the courtyard was still dark.

Lying in the east wing room is the mad bull who was seriously injured before, at this time the mad bull was sweating all over, his teeth were crunching, and blood was rising, but he couldn't move, the last time he was cut by the sword soul of the He Tai idiot, the whole body was cut off by a sword, and he couldn't get out of bed so far, and Liu Zuo of the Xiongfeng Gang was not in the yard, and he didn't know where to run to wander,

Bai Tao waved his hand at the rouge man, but he saw that the rouge man obediently ran to stand outside the gate and went to enjoy the cool breeze in the yard.

Look at the yellow lion couldn't stop snickering, that guy, not only does he hate it,

And Baili Xiongfeng still sat with his eyes closed, as if his gang was beaten and stunned and had nothing to do with him, only to hear Bai Tao say very seriously, "I can't imagine that Baili Xiongfeng, who was once ambitious, is now so unbearable, if you still have lofty ambitions, it is not impossible to mix up with the second child under my account." ”

As soon as Ao Yao heard the White Devil speak like this, he was immediately full of anger, and said uncontrollably, "He also deserves it?"

These few people under the White Devil, although they are very convinced by Bai Tao on the face, but secretly they are a few people who do not deal with each other, if the White Devil is the boss of the temporary stage, then whether it is Ao Sickle or the Yellow Lion plus the rouge man, who is the second in the end, these few will not listen to the White Devil's words,

The battle between each other in private is not just as simple as blood, sometimes the fight rises, but you have to ask about life and death, otherwise where did the scar on the back of the yellow lion come from, isn't it just the half catty of flesh and bone left by Ao Sickle's sickle,

But the White Devil did not stop the battle between these men, and as long as his plan was not delayed, he was happy to see these wicked men fighting each other.

Baili Xiongfeng heard that the man who was obviously Bai Tao's subordinate suddenly came out with such an unpleasant sentence, and suddenly his anger exploded, and he didn't see how he exerted his strength, his left hand had already pressed Ao Yao's whole person to the ground, grabbed Ao Yao's neck, and kicked his right foot hard, and the black sickle that was half a life by Ao Yao's life had already flown out in the air,

The rouge man in the courtyard was looking up at the half-hidden bright moon in the air, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but he was swept over by a sickle from his forehead, the sickle was a yellow-grade baby, and the blade cut straight down a few strands of hair on his forehead, and the shocked rouge man, a cool breath came out of his back, and the whole person sat on the ground, and it took a long time to recover,

When I saw that it was Ao Yao's sickle, I wanted to scold casually, but my heart sank again,

Ao Scythe never throws his precious scythe out of his hand!

He is a big rock to rebuild, but at this time he was pressed to the ground by the hundred miles of male wind who had not spoken for a long time, and the breath he sensed from that person, the murderous aura, although Ao Yao is also a demon who kills people without blinking his eyes on weekdays, but when he senses the killing intent that is called Baili Xiongfeng, it is called the killing intent that shocks the heart.

But as if he had forgotten that he had been subdued,

Because the strength of the big hands like iron pliers on his throat had been pressed against him, he had a feeling that if he resisted a little, he would die here, and in an instant he would be bloodstained on the spot, the white devil would not avenge himself, he was subdued by this man, but it was more painful than the stroke he faced before.

The yellow lion next to him was not so kind to help Ao Sickle on the ground like a little chicken, he was happy to see that this guy who was counted as a partner at this stage was spilled blood on the spot, and he especially hoped that the Ao sickle that was grabbed by the hundred miles of male wind with one claw would have blood in his throat, and he was looking forward to it.

And Baili Xiongfeng carried this poor fellow out with this poor guy in his hand, and never looked at the sickle again,

Poor Ao Sickle was thrown on the wall like a bundle of straw, and the whole person stood up like a dead fish for a long time, looking at Baili Xiongfeng's eyes full of fear, this is the feeling of being a killer all year round, and the killing intent on the man's body seems to be stronger than the white devil,

fear

When the rouge man ran back to the house with a black sickle, he saw Ao Sickle, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, looked embarrassed, and then looked at the person standing in the middle of the room, with black hair and no wind.

The white devil picked up the teapot from the table and poured a cup of tea very chicly, although he couldn't stop coughing while drinking tea, and the blood mixed with tea was sprayed out from the wound on his chest, which looked even more weird and disgusting.

"Ao Yao, don't underestimate the little male wind who used to be under the Demon Sect, he is a big pan 5 heavy cultivator, and let me tell you another fact, if you talk about martial arts cultivation in front of Baili Xiongfeng, it is wrong, because Baili Xiongfeng's strength has the strength to kill people beyond the level, and he is a guy with the spirit of return. ”

The white devil said very indifferently,

Baili Xiongfeng didn't look at the stunned yellow lion and rouge man next to him, only to see his chest rising and falling, as if there was a breath of anger still stagnant, and the eyes of the whole person were even more terrifying.

turned around and yelled at the yard, "Come on, serve tea, good Huangshan hairy tips!"

The courtyard was especially deserted, and after a while, a man with an incomparably majestic figure walked in, carrying a pot of hot water in his hand, and every few steps seemed to have exhausted his strength, and from time to time he lowered his head and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Although the appearance of the mad bull is a little sluggish, but just this figure has already made the already tall yellow lion feel a little dwarfed in his heart, and he didn't expect that there was such a person in the Xiongfeng Gang.

The mad bull clumsily brewed a pot of tea, and the hundred miles of Xiongfeng didn't look at the walking mad bull, but a sentence came out that surprised everyone in the house, "Mad Bull, kill the running hall teahouse in the Xiongfeng Gang, although the strength of the Xiongfeng Gang is very small, but since the guests came, they did not exercise hospitality, and the Xiongfeng Gang did not leave waste, go." ”

The mad bull turned away, and the courtyard didn't know how many people had lost their lives because of it.

The white devil had no expression on his face, but Ao Yao and the yellow lion were glaring at each other, and the rouge man was still leaning against the window and looking at the sky.

"After my generation of martial artists arrived at Dapan to cultivate, those yellow and white things are already outside the body, but there are no people in this world who will not take wealth in their eyes, this is a Qiankun bag, which is some small objects that I have collected over the years, with some gold, so that it does not seem that I Bai Tao is not generous, but there is a small thing to ask for, a small matter. ”

Bai Tao casually threw a Qiankun bag to Baili Xiongfeng, and Baili Xiongfeng took it and threw it on the case, but he didn't look at it, and he couldn't help but wonder, this Bai Tao didn't know what to ask for himself, his Bai Tao's style of doing things was not like this, how many people in this world had received his benefits?