Zhang Wuji sneered: "For a hundred years, the rivers and lakes have explained the sect, the beggar gang, and the Shaolin faction, the sect is headed by the Ming Sect, and the gang is the first to recommend the beggar gang.

Elder Chuangong said angrily: "Elder Chen, if you let go of Miss Zhou, we will fight to the death with Sect Master Zhang." The beggar gang has devoted all their efforts to the whole gang, and they can't pick up the Ming Sect Leader alone, so they want to make such a decision, do we all still have the face to be a human being?"

Chen Youliang said with a smile: "The eldest husband is not fighting with wits and strength, Zhang Wuji, you still don't want to be arrested?"

Zhang Wuji laughed: "Okay, today I taught Zhang Wuji to see the majesty of the beggar gang." ”

Suddenly, he took two steps backwards, somersaulted backwards, and fell in the air, his feet already on the shoulders of Shi Huolong, the leader of the beggar gang. His right palm was flat on Shi Huolong's top door, and his left palm held the neck vein on the back of his neck, this move was so easy to succeed, even Zhang Wuji himself was quite unexpected.

He originally intended to approach Shi Huolong unexpectedly, and after calculating in his heart that the three moves were powerful, he would capture Shi Huolong at a speed as fast as lightning, but he was afraid that Chen Youliang would be ruthless, and maybe he would really poison Zhou Zhiruo. Unbeknownst to him, the three powerful killers he had thought of couldn't even make a single move, and Shi Huolong had already been captured without parrying.

He rode on Shi Huolong's shoulder, like a child playing with an adult, his appearance was really indecent, but since he had already restrained the other party, Zhang Wuji was unwilling to fall to the ground, so that there would be another twist and turn. When the beggars saw that the gang leader was captured, they exclaimed in unison, Zhang Wuji only needed to strike violently with his palm, Shi Huolong's meridians were immediately broken and died, there was no way to save it, and no one in the group dared to move. After a burst of shouting, there was a sudden silence in the hall, and everyone looked at Zhang Wuji and Shi Huolong with wide eyes, not knowing what to do?

At this moment, I suddenly heard the sound of several piano flutes and chirping from the rooftop, and it seemed that there were several yaoqin and several dong flutes playing at the same time. The music was ethereal, if there was nothing, but everyone could hear it very clearly, but it flickered from east to west, and I don't know from which direction the roof came. Zhang Wuji was surprised, I don't know what the sound of the piano and flute means?

Chen Youliang said loudly: "Where is the master coming to the beggar gang? If it is the demons of the Ming Sect, you might as well show up, why pretend to be a ghost?"

The sound of the yaoqin rang three times in a row, and suddenly I saw four girls in white jumping from the east and west eaves into the court, each holding a yaoqin in their hands. The four harps were half as short and half as narrow as the usual seven-stringed harp, but they were also full of seven strings, and the four maidens stood in the middle of the court after jumping.

Following the door into the four black-clothed girls, each holding a black flute in their hands, this flute is half longer than the common hole flute, and the four black-clothed girls are also standing in the four corners. Four white and four black, standing crossed, the eight women stood square, the music sounded on the four Yaoqin, and then the dong flute joined the ensemble, and the music was extremely soft and elegant.

Zhang Wuji doesn't understand music, but he feels that this music is very pleasant, and even though he is in a very urgent situation, he is willing to listen to it for a moment longer. In the midst of melodious music, a woman in a light yellow shirt walked in, holding a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl in her left hand. The woman was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and she was graceful and beautiful, but her face was so pale that there was no blood. But the girl was ugly, with her nostrils facing the sky, a wide mouth, two large front teeth, and a vicious appearance.

She was holding the beautiful woman in one hand, but she was holding a green bamboo stick in the other hand, and when the beggars saw the two women coming in, their eyes all stared at the green bamboo stick. When Zhang Wuji saw these many women coming in, he naturally felt that he was still riding on Shi Huolong's shoulder, which was too child's play, but Chen Youliang's sword tip did not leave Zhou Zhiruo's heart, and he couldn't easily let go of the beggar gang leader.

But seeing the group of beggars staring intently at the bamboo stick in the girl's hand, it seemed that this bamboo stick was the only thing in the world that was the most important thing, and the girl in white, the girl in black, the girl in the yellow shirt, and the ugly girl herself, no one looked at it as if it were nothing.

He was secretly surprised, and when he looked at this bamboo stick, he saw that the stick was green and smooth, and he didn't know how many people had rubbed it over the years, but other than that, there was no difference. The yellow-shirted beauty turned her gaze, like two cold lightnings, swept past everyone in the hall, and finally stopped on Zhang Wuji's face, and said coldly: "Sect Leader Zhang, you are not too young, you don't do anything serious, but you are messing around here. There was a hint of reproach in these words, but the words were quite cordial, as if the eldest sister was teaching the younger brother.

Zhang Wuji's face turned red, and he argued: "Elder Chen of the Beggar Gang used despicable means to restrain my ...... My companions, I had no choice but to capture their helpers. ”

The beautiful woman smiled slightly, and said softly: "Isn't it too much to ride someone else's gang leader as a horse? I came from Chang'an, and I heard people explain that the sect leader is a little devil, and when I see it today, alas, alas!"

As he spoke, he shook his head lightly, with a disapproving look. Shi Huolong suddenly shouted: "Zhang Wuji, you little thief, come down quickly!"

I wanted to reach out to wrench his legs, but I couldn't use any strength because the meridians on the back of my neck were taken. Zhang Wuji listened to him scolding himself as a thief in front of the woman, he was ashamed and angry, and a force from his left hand penetrated the back of his neck. Shi Huolong's whole body was sore, and he couldn't help but scream loudly: "Ahh

The beggars saw that Zhang Wuji was so rude, and the leader of the gang was so weak, they were all ashamed and angry, and they all felt that Shi Huolong actually screamed under the enemy, which was really a big loss of his identity as a hero, not to mention that he was the leader of the largest gang in the rivers and lakes, and he was an ordinary beggar gang disciple, and he should not bow his head to the enemy to show weakness.

Chen Youliang said: "Zhang Wuji, how about you let go of our Shi Gang Master, and I will collect the sword?" He didn't wait for Fang to agree, and immediately returned the sword into the sheath.

He expected that this move would be effective, and sure enough, Zhang Wuji said: "Very good." ”

With a flicker, she was already standing beside Zhou Zhiruo, but seeing her eyebrows locked deeply, her expression was aggrieved, and she couldn't help but feel very pity, and helped her sit down on a stone drum bench in the court. Chen Youliang turned to the beautiful woman in the yellow shirt and arched his hand and said, "Fang Jiahui is in our gang, I don't know what to teach?

Then he asked the ugly girl, "Little girl, where did you get this bamboo stick?"

The beautiful woman in the yellow shirt said coldly, "Where is Cheng Kun, the Thunderbolt of the Mixed Yuan?" ”

Zhang Wuji was surprised when he heard the words Cheng Kun of the Mixed Yuan Thunderbolt Hand, Cheng Kun is the incarnation of Qin Shi Huang, is he in the beggar gang now? ”

The beauty in the yellow shirt asked, "Who is Your Excellency?"

Chen Youliang: "Under the surname Chen, the cursive word is Youliang, and he is the eight-bag elder of the beggar gang." ”

The corner of the beauty in the yellow shirt twitched the corner of Shi Huolong's mouth and asked, "Who is this guy?" He looks like a heroic man, how can he be so? ”

The beggars all felt dull and ashamed, and some of them looked at Shi Huolong's eyes, already with three points of contempt and two points of annoyance. Chen Youliang said: "This is the leader of the gang, his old man has recently recovered from a serious illness, and he is unwell, you are a guest, we will let you give you three points." If you talk nonsense again, don't blame you for offending. When it comes to the last two sentences, it is already full of voice.

The beautiful woman in the yellow shirt looked indifferent and said to a girl in black, "Xiao Cui, return the letter to him." ”

The girl in black responded, "Yes!"

She took out a letter from her bosom and held it in her hand, Zhang Wuji glanced at it, and saw that the envelope was written on the cover: "Face Chen Ming teaches Uncle Han to open up the mountain child", and four small words were written on the other line: "Beggar Gang Shi Xuan." ”

When the head of the stick saw the letter, his face was immediately purple, and he scolded: "Little, it turns out that the letter thief who has repeatedly teased Lao Tzu on the way is you, a dead girl." "Raise the iron rod in your hand, and you will pounce on it.

The girl in black smiled and said, "My girl is a girl, but she is not dead." Such a big person can't even read a letter, and he is not shy. ”

As he spoke, the letter flew smoothly towards the palm stick faucet, and the palm stick faucet immediately grabbed it. Zhang Wuji had seen Shi Huolong order the head of the stick to send a letter to Han Shantong that night, using Han Lin'er as a threat to blackmail him into surrendering to the beggar gang, at this time after listening to this answer, it was expected that those white-clothed and black-clothed girls must have teased the head of the stick on the way and stole his letters, so that he was forced to return to Lulong.

But the head of the stick is strong in martial arts, listening to him, he didn't know who was playing him until this moment, so if these eight girls were not extremely witty, they were extremely high in martial arts, and it was more likely that the yellow-shirted beauty secretly presided over and played a beggar gang master around. Thinking of this, I can't help but be grateful to the woman in the yellow shirt.

The beautiful woman in the yellow shirt said: "Han Shantong rebelled against Huaisi, expelled the Tartars, and there were rumors on the road that he was benevolent and righteous, and did not disturb the people. Since he is such a heroic figure, how can he betray the Ming Sect and surrender to the beggar gang for the sake of his son? Even if you send this letter to Uncle Han, it will only be boring for yourself. I saw that this leading brother was ridiculously scribbling, and because there was a major incident in the beggar gang that required his personal presence, I intercepted his letter. ”

Zhang Wuji clasped his fists and said: "Thank you eldest sister for helping, Zhang Wuji is polite." ”

The woman in the yellow shirt returned the salute: "You're welcome." ”

The woman in the yellow shirt said to the beggars again: "Do you think that if you capture Han Lin'er, you will be able to force Han Shantong to surrender? Brother Longtou, you were blocked on the road one after another that day, thinking that you could avoid it by changing the path? Even if you dodge, this letter will not be good for your beggar gang if it is delivered to Han Shantong. ”

Chen Youliang's heart moved, he took the letter, only to see that the envelope was intact, tore open the cover, pulled out the letterhead, and at a glance, his face changed instantly. It turned out that a letter of surrender to Han Shantong had become a letter of surrender from the beggar gang to Mingjiao, groveling in the text, extremely humble, scolding himself for what he had done in the past was really heinous, claiming that from now on, he decided to change his past wrongs, and earnestly Mingjiao was lenient and generous, and did not blame the past.

The woman in the yellow shirt sneered: "Yes, I have seen this letter, but I didn't change it." I read this letter only to know that the leader of the stick has already been on the hands and feet of others, and I am thinking about the origin of the previous generation of the beggar gang, and I don't want to be the first gang in the world, so ugly today, so I intercepted it. Think about it, this letter was personally delivered to Mingjiao by the leader of the beggar gang, will the beggar gang still have the face to stand on the rivers and lakes in the future?"

The elders of the Gong Chuan, the elders of law enforcement, the head of the bowl and the head of the stick took the letter one after another, and when they saw it, they were all angry, but they couldn't help but secretly scream in their hearts: "Ashamed!"

As the woman in the yellow shirt said, as soon as this humble and spineless letter fell into the hands of Mingjiao, the ugly reputation of the beggar gang became famous all over the world, and it was difficult for all the beggar disciples to stand upright in front of people. In this way, the woman in the yellow shirt intercepted the letter, which really helped the beggar a lot. But who is the one who secretly exchanged letters?