Chapter 141

It was only through the appearance of the people in Yipintang that the leader of the Tianyin Gang deduced the ownership of the brocade box outside the Shaolin Temple, and the person who came was also slightly taken aback, and then smiled toothily:

"Our hall master told me before, there are two unique 'Burial Love Scholars', one is "Wind Flower Snow Moon Sword", and the other is brain, and when I see it today, it is really true." After a pause, there was a faint heat in his eyes: "If it is not something important, I can't say that I have to ask the helper for advice!" ”

The 'burial love scholar' in the mouth of the person who came is the leader of the Tianyin Gang.

The Tianyin Gang established by the latter also has some fame in the rivers and lakes, and "Fenghua Xueyue Sword" has attracted more attention from the yin people, and it is said that it was obtained from the Qinglou, so the funeral scholar has some strange fame in the rivers and lakes.

Hearing this, the funeral scholar smiled slightly stiffly and arched his hand:

"Advice, don't dare to be! In the future, if you have the opportunity, you will visit the hall master of Yipintang again! By the way, I haven't asked your Excellency for your name......"

Although the man asked for advice, his posture never let go, "Call me 'Netherworld'." He replied lightly, and a pair of eyes had already crossed the funeral scholar, scanning the bridge of chains behind a group of people, looking particularly frivolous and arrogant.

The funeral scholar was also nowhere to be seen, and said with a smile:

"Hehe, good name, very domineering!"

"Anyway, this iron-locked bridge, our Tianyin Gang has no way to fly across, since the brothers of Yipintang are interested, we will quit and don't bother more."

"In that case, don't send it."

The ghost was very satisfied with the scholar's interest, but the arrogance and the attitude of not taking the Tianyin Gang in his eyes made all the people of the Tianyin Gang, including Li Heng, really frown, if it weren't for the fear of the powerful Yipintang behind the other party, he would not have to ask the other party for advice on the spot.

No matter how good the temper of the funeral scholar is, the hot face only exchanges the coldness and indifference of the other party, and he can't help but be angry in his heart, and his face stiffens:

"Let's go."

Although the faces of a group of people in the Tianyin Gang were full of unwillingness, it was a pity that in the face of such an irresistible organization as Yipintang, they all dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, turned around angrily, and retreated to the bottom of the mountain.

"Oh, yes."

When Fu Ai walked out of more than ten meters, he suddenly stopped, turned around, looked at the Netherworld with a contemptuous face, and planned to see them leave, and said: "Although the time is not early, I still have to advise you in the future, this iron-locked bridge is dangerous and difficult to cross, and there are people to check it, it is difficult for one person to get it, Nether, you had better wait until Yipintang's backup before crossing the bridge, don't lose your surname in vain." ”

“……”

His brows furrowed slightly, and Netherworld coldly retracted his gaze: "Your Excellency cares about it." ”

"Then there will be a period later!"

The funeral scholar stopped talking nonsense, gave up his hand, and quickly went down the mountain and walked away.

……

When he left the top of the mountain about two hundred meters, Li Heng glanced back, and after making sure that he couldn't see the annoying netherworld, he turned to Fu Ai:

"Helper, why did you remind him just now?"

"That's right!"

Several people next to him chimed in:

"Why bother with such people."

"Reminder? You can say that, but ......"

After a pause, a sly smile appeared on the face of the scholar who buried him: "My original intention was not to warn him to be careful of the person opposite. ”

“？”

A group of people looked thoughtful.

Only Li Heng quickly showed a look of consciousness after hearing the words of burial love, and laughed:

"Boss, you're cunning! If Yipintang wants to take the brocade box in the hand of the person opposite, he must hurry! In more than an hour, even if the plot of the Son of Heaven's birthday is completely over, if he insists on waiting for Yipintang's backup, it will be at least half an hour later...... At that time, as long as the people on the other side of the bridge delay a little, they will be able to take the contents of the brocade box for themselves, and the plan of Ippudo will also fail. ”

Speaking of this, the eyes of the people around him lit up:

"That's right! With that guy's arrogant surname just now, he would definitely not allow this to happen, and he would be stimulated to fly across the Iron Lock Bridge alone......"

Others may not know the strength of the mysterious person on the opposite peak, but the Tianyin Gang understands - Li Heng has already speculated very clearly about this.

Bold and careful, superior strength.

Even if it is an internal member of Yipintang, he has a good level of martial arts, but it is probably not realistic to kill the NPC of Xuanmiao Realm single-handedly, so.

Li Heng quickly came to his senses.

The trick of the helper, Akari is reminding the other party, but it is actually a hint to let the other party prepare and act in advance.

Other than that......

The other party is so arrogant, he will definitely not let time pass, and will always take some measures.

Once the other party does this, what awaits the Netherworld is probably a catastrophe!

"Okay, don't talk about it, how to make decisions is his own business, everything has nothing to do with us." With a solemn expression, the funeral scholar ended the topic in a timely manner.

The group understood, shut up and stopped talking, and hurried down the mountain as if nothing had happened.

……

With the disappearance of the backs of a group of people from the Tianyin Gang, the gloom standing on the top of the peak, his eyes gradually glowed with a faint coldness, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked solemnly at the simple iron lock of more than 100 meters between the two peaks.

The funeral scholar did not guess wrong!

Although the brocade box outside the Shaolin Temple has fallen into the hands of Yipintang, but in order to ensure the completeness of the brocade box, the gang sent most of the masters to escort it, and a small number of people were led to Songshan by another brocade box.

Nether is a high-spirited pro......

Since entering the game, it has vividly shown the natural surname of professional players, but all the tasks encountered have been passed with extremely excellent results, and it can be said that it has been smooth sailing along the way, and has never been left behind.

The only thing that made him unhappy was.

In "Jianghu", luck is also a very important link!

In his opinion, Xiao San, a player like Dingbei Hou, is not only not a professional player, but has not even had too much game experience, such a person can emerge from the rivers and lakes, just because he was lucky to learn one or two special grades, which is really indignant.

A long time ago, he wondered what kind of situation it would be for a professional player like him, Yipintang, to meet these lucky guys!

Thinking of this, Netherworld raised his head proudly, and his gaze fell to the lone peak shrouded in white mist a hundred meters away.

"Poof!"

Letting go of the encircled arm, the metal claw sleeve made a slight noise.

In the next second, the Netherworld jumped up!

Like a wild goose, it rose lightly, but it thunderously landed on the iron chain near the cliff, less than a meter away, and the turbulent iron chain was suddenly pressed slightly, and the swing amplitude was slightly affected.

Soon.

The Netherworld adapted to the swaying of the chains, and the expression on his face was indeed so.

Move slowly!

But just when he reached the tenth of the time, the mountain wind suddenly became strong, and the ghost swayed in the air, and finally gritted his teeth, turned his body over, clasped an iron chain with his claws, and hung his feet in the air, like a barbecue strung together, tightly attached to an iron chain, fluttering with the wind.

Holding the iron chain between his legs and using his hands with force, the person is like a gecko, between the two steep peaks, along the iron chain, moving forward.

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I don't ask for recommendations, but it's really missing......

Please~~~

Things are almost busy here at the party school, and after today's final exam, it will be completely complete to get together again the day after tomorrow.

I can finally put aside things and concentrate on the book, and celebrate by scattering flowers by myself (like a madman).