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According to the old man's instructions, Zhang Yang finally put the Demon Sword Village and the White Flame Demon Ginseng in a sealed box and stored them in a corner of the alchemy room. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

If the White Flame Demon Participating in the Demon Knife Village is placed in the same sealed environment, the White Flame Demon Ginseng will naturally absorb the demonic aura released by the Demon Knife Village.

was sealed in the box, no one found that the blood-red light faintly rising from the body of the demon knife village was absorbed by the white flame magic ginseng, and the originally white white flame magic ginseng gradually showed a hint of red, and the faint fragrance that originally emanated from the white flame demon ginseng was a little thicker again, and a layer of hoarfrost appeared on the edge of the sealed box.

After waiting for Zhang Yang to put away the demon knife village, the old man also said goodbye and left.

After a night of delay, at this time, a touch of fish belly white appeared in a corner of the sky, and the sky was already slightly bright.

The old man left Zhang Yang's villa, and never stopped for a moment, but after a while, he had already left Changjing City and came to the outside of Changjing City, a small high slope that could overlook most of Changjing's face.

"Hey, it's strange, I obviously feel it, why isn't there a figure? Is it already gone? ”

Zhang Pingyu stood on the small high slope, his face suspicious, as if he was looking for someone.

After looking around and making sure that there was no one nearby, Zhang Pingyu shook his head and prepared to leave.

"Huh?"

But just before leaving, a fine light suddenly flashed in Zhang Pingyu's eyes, he lowered his head, and his eyes focused on the land under his feet, and on the land under his feet, he saw a shallow footprint as if someone had deliberately stepped on it.

Zhang Pingyu suddenly showed a smile on his face, turned around, and the old man looked at the high-rise buildings in the distance, as if he was talking to others, and as if he was talking to himself.

"I'm Huaxia, and it seems that I've been silent for too long, so that those who used to be impatient about my Huaxia have forgotten the original lesson, Yangyang, I look forward to the day when you cultivate to the fifth layer of internal strength......"

This night, in Changjing City, it seems that it is still very calm, but in some places, it is by no means calm.

In Seoul, South Korea, in a gorgeous mansion, more than a dozen men wearing hanbok knelt on the ground, and in front of them was a huge tulle screen, and behind the screen, an old man with gray hair.

"Your Excellency!"

After a long silence, among the dozen or so people, a man finally moved a few steps forward and knelt in front of the crowd directly facing the screen.

"Kim Xianchen, dead?"

Behind the screen, the old man's voice did not tremble in the slightest, although it was slightly vicissitudes, but it was full of majesty.

"Yes."

Secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the man kneeling in front of him only answered one word, but he was already sweating profusely.

"Meaning, has our plan been discovered by the people of Huaxia?"

The old man's voice was always unhurried, but the pressure brought to everyone increased dramatically in vain.

The man who replied didn't dare to wipe the beads of sweat from his forehead, he could only lower his head and continue to answer nervously: "Lord Hui, it should be ...... No! ”

"What do you mean by should!"

The old voice raised its pitch in vain, and everyone, almost at the same time, lowered their already lowered heads a little, and no one dared to make any sound.

The old man's voice echoed faintly in the room, and it took a long time before the old man spoke again and continued to ask, "Give me the most accurate answer." ”

"Yes!"

The man who had spoken back earlier breathed a sigh of relief and continued to answer, this time, not daring to use any words such as may, should, maybe.

"Lord Hui, Jin Xianchen only sent back the news to China yesterday, in the Changjing City of Huaxia, he found three spirit beasts of at least three layers or more, and these three spirit beasts are in the hands of the same person, this person, named Zhang Yang, is a new generation of cultivation genius who has recently risen in Huaxia, he is only in his early twenties, and he has at least four layers of internal strength, and it is rumored that he is already the latest Great Perfection cultivator in Huaxia, so he is known as the first person in the cultivation world."

"And according to Jin Xianchen's return, he thinks that the three spirit beasts have all followed the person named Zhang Yang, and on the same day, this Zhang Yang clashed with the representative of the Japanese side on the bright side this time, the eldest young master of the Ishino chaebol, Ishino Kotaro, in a restaurant."

"That is, on the same day, Kim Xianchen invited Ishino Kotaro to the Jingyang Four Flowers Hotel where they lived, and evacuated everyone, and only brought Park Yongjun to meet with Ishino Kotaro, and afterwards, it was because Ishino Kotaro's subordinates had not seen Ishino Kotaro leave the Jingyang Four Flowers Hotel for a long time, which attracted attention and found that Ishino Kotaro and several ninjas died violently in the back garden of the Jingyang Hotel at the same time."

"According to the situation at the scene, there was no outsider intervention at that time, and the scene looked like Kim Hyun-sin and Ishino Yasutaro had a conflict, so both sides lost."

"Do you believe it?"

Behind the screen, the old man closed his eyes and said impatiently, "Tell me your suspicions directly." ”

"Yes

The man's face showed a hint of coldness, and then said: "My subordinates think that all this is done by this Zhang Yang, and only he, with this strength, can quietly sneak into the Jingyang Sihua Hotel and kill Jin Xianchen and Ishino Yasutaro." ”

After listening to the man's report, the old man slowly got up and walked out from behind the screen.

"Park Seung-eun, I know that you are grieving for your son, who died unexpectedly."

The old man slowly walked over to the man in front and stopped.

"The subordinates don't dare,

The man suddenly bowed down, his forehead pressed to the ground, and said loudly: "Park Yongjun, as a citizen of my Korea, has long been ready to sacrifice for my Korea!" ”

"Huh."

The old man snorted coldly twice, ignoring the people in the room, and slowly walked out, until he walked to the last row of people, then he paused and said without a trace of color.

"The Chinese spirit beasts all originated in my Korean territory, and they were scattered outside, so they should be brought back. That young man named Zhang Yang is very likely to have my Korean blood, and he is my Korean, so he can explain why he can obtain three incomparably powerful spirit beasts to follow at the same time. ”

"Park Seung-eun, change our original plan, you go, bring this young man and his three divine beasts back to South Korea."

"Yes!"

The man named Park Seung-eun, who was kneeling at the front, immediately agreed.

"No ......"

The old man frowned suddenly, and then changed his statement a little: "Don't worry, you go to Huaxia this time, hide your identity first, and always pay attention to the Japanese side, they have lost the national treasure Demon Dao Muramasa, and they will be more anxious than us." ”

After saying that, the old man drifted away.

"Yes!"

Everyone usually bowed down and sent the old man away.

Tokyo, Japan.

In a mansion, a middle-aged man stood with his hands in his hands, and in front of him was a pitch-black Japanese sword.

"Iga, I can feel the heart that Muramasa is crying at the moment!"

The middle-aged man looked at the Japanese knife in front of him and said softly: "Kangtaro is dead, Muramasa is lost, it's all my mistake!" ”

Behind him, there was a sudden response.

"Master, it's the young master who doesn't listen to you, otherwise, he will never die, his subordinates are sure, this incident is definitely not done by those Koreans, they don't have that much courage!"

In this room, there was obviously only this middle-aged man, but this voice did not come out of the middle-aged man's mouth at all.

Behind the middle-aged man, a void figure gradually appeared, and finally, turned into a ninja in a black tights, kneeling on one knee and facing the middle-aged man.

"Iga, the Huaxia side has secretly given me an explanation, that is, Kantaro and South Korean representative Kim Hyun-sin had a private fight, resulting in accidental injuries, resulting in the death of both parties."

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand, raised the Japanese knife in front of him along with the scabbard, stared at the knife, and said slowly: "This shows that Huaxia definitely does not intend to pursue this matter this time, but it also shows that there is someone else who killed Kangtaro and took away Muramasa!" ”

"Master, Iga suspects that all of this was done by the person named Zhang Yang that the young master was going to deal with before!" The ninja lowered his head and said without a trace of emotion: "And now, Iga's ninjutsu Eight Miscellaneous Snake has been successfully cultivated, so Iga is willing to go to Huaxia in person to find out the real culprit and recapture Muramasa!" ”

Touch!

Suddenly, the middle-aged man took out the pitch-black Japanese knife in front of him that resembled the demon knife Muramasa, took the scabbard, and slashed it down, splitting the knife holder placed in front of him!

"Yaga!"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, with a hideous and terrible expression on his face, and after a long time, he slowly calmed down his violent emotions and said flatly: "Iga, right now, all countries have learned about this incident, you go to Huaxia, don't act rashly first, the main purpose is to find Muramasa, and who is in the hands of Muramasa now, then who is the murderer who really killed Kantaro, I want you, bring his head and Muramasa back to Japan for me together!" ”

"Yes......"

As soon as the words fell, the black-clothed ninja turned into nothingness again and disappeared into the middle-aged man's body

On this night, what happened at the Jingyang Sihua Hotel spread to various countries near China through various unknown channels.

For a while, those countries that still had plans against China stopped their actions almost at the same time and were quietly watching.

The medical exchange activities between China and foreign countries, which were about to be made public, have also been sluggish because of this.

In this regard, Zhang Yang, who is in the center of the whirlpool, has not changed his life at all.

Similarly, Zhang Yang is also waiting to give those who dare to come to China a lesson that will never be forgotten! (To be continued)

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