Ling Chuxi suddenly realized, presumably these people in the account book were all originally attached to the Canglang Sect, but now they have taken refuge in the forces of Ling Gusong's side, Gao Canghan was obviously afraid that his borrowed knife would not kill people enough neatly and thoroughly, so he specially asked Mu Liufeng to send this account book over.

Who is the real ruthless person, Ling Chuxi always thought that he was ruthless enough, but then he knew that there was even more ruthless. Gao Canghan is really good.

But to be honest, this knife deserves it, which makes Ling Chuxi very satisfied, but it's a pity that the account book came a little late, otherwise she would have been rich a long time ago.

"The others are also Ling Gusong's people?" After Ling Chuxi finished reading it, he closed the account book and asked.

Although these people's family wealth is not as good as Tao Xingzong's, they are not so poor that they must not be cheaper.

"Yes, but if you want to use that trick against them again, I'm afraid it won't work." Mu Liufeng stretched his waist and said.

"Why?" Ling Chuxi asked suspiciously.

"You think they're fools, huh? Tao Xingzong and others suffered such a big loss, would they still stupidly run to send money? Even if they come, they will only send someone to secretly attack and not let you grasp the handle. If I'm not mistaken, the man they sent should already be on their way. Mu Liufeng rolled his eyes and said angrily.

"What then?" Ling Chuxi's extra-large bamboo bars were ready, and he was about to roll up his sleeves and do a big job, but he was inevitably disappointed when he heard Mu Liufeng say this.

She didn't care if those people were secretly attacking, presumably they couldn't send decent masters, and it wasn't easy to clean them up. But the problem is that it's not cost-effective to work hard without benefits.

"That's not easy, if they don't come, you won't come to the door yourself, let them get sick or hurt first? Alas, how can I accept such a stupid apprentice as you, you don't know how to use your brains at all. Looking at Ling Chuxi's lost appearance, Mu Liufeng said with hatred that iron is not made of steel.

"I'm embarrassed to say, what did you, the master, teach me besides grabbing chicken legs from me?" Ling Chuxi glanced at Mu Liufeng aggrievedly.

Yili hid his face and left, he really couldn't listen to it: he still said that he didn't teach you anything? Look at your methods of cleaning up Tao Xingzong and others, and then look at the idea that your master came up with, who dares to say that it is not in the same vein? Sinister, it's really insidious to go home, insidious open the door, insidious home! These two are cattle.

Ling Chuxi was aggrieved, and after listening to Mu Liufeng's words, he really reminded the empowerment: What a way! If they're going to do it, I'm not going to? Strike first to be strong, and then to suffer, anyway, they are unjust, so why blame me for not being kind.

Ling Chuxi also vaguely understood at this time, Mu Liufeng sent this account book, not only to let himself knock on the bamboo pole more ruthlessly, but also to let himself know himself and the enemy, even the maps of other people's families and sects, as well as the defensive formations, were clearly clear, this was the rhythm of letting himself be black.

Alas, I'm still too tender. Ginger is still old and spicy! Although this ginger is a little older than himself. Ling Chuxi sighed in his heart, and then thought that it seemed that he still had to continue to work hard.

"Also, this is for you too." Mu Liufeng saw Ling Chuxi's sudden realization, and handed over a piece of parchment.

"This is ......" Ling Chuxi took it, glanced at it, and raised his head in surprise. One