"You're arrogant, Xia Qiqi. However, usually wild people don't live long. The sound of the shaking of flags once again reached the ears of the two of them.

There was a loud click, and a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the dark courtyard as if it were day. With this light, Song Hexuan saw the appearance of these four people clearly. There were four of them, one standing in a corner of the courtyard, his whole body was cold, his face was covered with black textured pavement, and in the place of his eyes was a pool of stagnant water.

Their eyes are dead, their hearts are dead, men are dead, even the sword in their hand is dead. Sure enough, as they said before, they were demons crawling out of hell.

Xia Qiqi, who was wearing a fiery red robe beside Song Hexuan, did not speak, but her hands that clenched Ke Yao, as well as the cold and flickering weapons, had already expressed what she wanted to say very clearly for her.

"Xia Qiqi, whose real name is Xia Qixi, five years ago, suddenly attacked the head of the sect on the Yunding Buddha Ceremony on Mount Emei, and then killed him and then committed suicide by jumping off the cliff. Then the people of the rivers and lakes gave the nickname - Hook the Soul and Ghost Messenger. The four of them suddenly spoke at the same time.

Hearing this, Song Hexuan looked at Xia Qiqi in red in surprise, his clenched hands and pursed lips had already explained to Song Hexuan that the four people were not talking nonsense. Here Song Hexuan couldn't help but sigh secretly, it is really impossible to look good, and the sea is immeasurable.

Such a bewitching and charming sister paper in front of her is so brutal, and she has such an infiltrating nickname, it's really tsk.

"Do you say so much to show how powerful your intelligence is, don't think that you have a broccoli tattoo around your neck to make a big deal out of me." Xia Qiqi snorted coldly, instantly causing the temperature of the entire courtyard to drop by a few points.

Broccoli? Whoever would tattoo this kind of thing on their body, if they want to tattoo what kind of mandala or something. Datura stramonium!!! Thinking of this, Song Hexuan's eyes suddenly widened and he stood up from the ground suddenly. His sudden action startled the four people and Xia Qiqi who was standing in the middle.

For a while, the sound of the weapon unsheathed came from the sound of the clanging weapon, but these were not enough to make Song Hexuan shake.

At this time, Song Hexuan didn't know what it meant to be scared as if he was a ghost, his eyes were like torches, staring closely at the four people standing in the corner, and asked sharply, "Mandala Flower, are you also in that group?" What is it about this little Huanhua Sword Sect that attracts you, haven't you already got the Jinshan Silk Map? ”

When she killed her good sister and Ding Minjun, who was also the head of the Emei Dynasty, she seemed to have heard these words from her mouth, is there any hidden meaning in this?

Thinking of this, Xia Qiqi began to move quietly in the direction where Song Hexuan was, Song Hexuan's words just now had successfully focused all the eyes on him in this courtyard, and at the same time aroused Xia Qiqi's interest.

At this time, Song Hexuan was actually afraid of death, he didn't think that the people in front of him would kill him without saying a word. But Huanhuaxi's matter has been since he heard the Moore code on Guiyun Pavilion, he has no choice, and it is impossible for him to give up his revenge.

After seeing that he had successfully attracted everyone's attention, a sneer appeared on the corner of Song Hexuan's mouth, of course death was terrible, especially in a situation like him where there was still no revenge, so then Song Hexuan turned his head to Xia Qiqi.

"Doesn't the girl want to know the identities of the four things in front of her who say they are ghosts? Don't you want to know why they came to the Huanhua Sword Sect? ”

When Song Hexuan said this, he was already in a cold sweat in his hands, and his back was also wet, I don't know if it was caused by rain or sweating. In short, now, Song Hexuan is extremely nervous.

"No, I'm not interested in these things, but I'm very interested in the picture of the country and mountains you just said, let's talk about it."

After hearing this, Song Hexuan finally put his heart back in his stomach, he knew that he was right, although the process was a bit thrilling, but the result was still very good, wasn't it. Song Hexuan, who had repacked his mood, was still very happy now.

"The Jinbo map of the rivers and mountains is the record map of the treasures of the Ming Sect hundreds of years ago, when Emperor Taizu became the emperor, he began to massacre the Ming Sect from which he was born, and said that it was a demon sect. In order to prevent anyone from using the things recorded in this map to do things that endanger the world, this silk map is kept by the eight most prestigious sects in the martial arts. But not long ago, the brocade silk map of the eight major factions was stolen at the same time. ”

"Stolen?"

"Yes, it was stolen, and according to my investigation, it was probably done by an undercover agent hiding in the door." Looking at Xia Qiqi, who was shocked, Song Hexuan continued.

"And when I was investigating, I found an interesting phenomenon, which is that this group of people seems to be particularly fond of the flower of the mandala, so much so that they are either wearing clothes with such a dough or have a pattern like this tattooed on their bodies." After speaking, Song Hexuan stared at the four people who were standing in the corner without the slightest movement.

"Mandala," Xia Qiqi said to himself.

"Boy, I have to say that you are a human being, and you can investigate so many things by yourself." There was a burst of applause, and the four of them walked out of the corner at the same time, surrounding the two people standing in the middle of the courtyard.

"Boy, if I had escaped from the chaos just now, maybe I would have left a small life, but now that you say these things, you will have a life to leave." The four of them said in unison, as if they really had a heart-to-heart connection.

"This is not a solid concern for you, I just have a doubt that has not been solved now, I can understand that you want Jiangshan Jin, but which of you can explain to me, why did you kill the beggar in Suzhou City half a month ago, even if he is a disciple of the beggar gang, you don't need to kill him."

When he said this, Song Hexuan's eyes were red and he looked crazy, and the scene when Uncle De took him to beg for food in the past appeared in front of him again, but whenever he reached out to touch it, it was always like a flower in the moon mirror in the water.

"Beggars? You're talking about Quande, for the sake of your last request before you die, I'll tell you, that guy is stopping the traitor, killing him just to get rid of the dregs, do you have any problems? The voice sounded again.

"He was in Suzhou at the time to organize the selection of newcomers, but he didn't expect him to suddenly say that he was unwilling three months ago, so the organization could only kill the killer."

Uncle De died because of himself, because three months ago was the time when Song Hexuan came to this world, thinking that in those three months, Uncle De always joked with him that Song Hexuan was like his son, I originally thought it was just a joke, but I didn't expect Uncle De to really think so.

With a bang, the porcelain bottle in Song Hexuan's palm fell to the ground, and suddenly a charming fragrance spread out, except for Song Hexuan, who had already taken the antidote, the others all covered their mouths and noses and held their breath, and ran towards the place away from Song Hexuan.

Song Hexuan, who was sitting on the ground, was called back to his senses by this sound and looked at a few people in the courtyard. People are not crazy, their hearts are crazy, they laugh and laugh, and their madness is revealed. Song Hexuan covered his forehead with his hands in his hair, his face was completely covered by his palms, and bursts of terrifying laughter came from Song Hexuan's mouth, infinitely crazy, like a madman.

"In that case, go down and be with him. I'm going to take the four of you to pay tribute to Uncle De today, he himself is too lonely now. Before a few people could react, the golden black knife behind him suddenly came out of its sheath, and a blood-colored knife qi instantly pierced the sky and attacked the four people.

"Don't be delusional about resisting, I think you should be familiar with this thing."

As soon as Song Hexuan said this, the faces of the four people who had been very calm just now suddenly changed.

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