"How do you know!"

The ghost man had a look of surprise on his face.

Unexpectedly, Ren Xiu directly said the name of that person, and after he passed the news to the woman, he knew that there were other people lurking in the tribe, and the old cigarette pouch in the past looked very ordinary, and it turned out to be from Dongzhou.

Ren Xiu said in a deep voice:

"You don't have to worry about how I know, now, tell us everything you know, as a member of the Dragon Dynasty, you will atone for your sins. Maybe I'll find a way to help you reshape your body and become a normal person,"

"What you said is true?"

The ghost man's whole body trembled, and his dark eyes shone brightly, as if he saw hope.

The man in front of him, who didn't look very old, could use secret methods to find him and imprison her, maybe he was an apprentice of a master of the Xuanmen, and he really had a way to help him reshape his body.

Ren Xiu nodded,

"As long as you tell the truth,"

"Okay, I say!"

The ghost man nodded heavily, thought for a moment, and said:

"There is Lao Yanbao and I, the current information of the Shanghe tribe, most of the situation is in the hands of the Yingdao people, including the formation control, the cultivation realm of each clan's martial artists, the distribution of tribal defenses, the sacrificial process, etc., except for the mechanism that doesn't know how to open the ancestral hall, they have all mastered it,"

Hearing the words of the ghost father, the old patriarch trembled, the cold sweat on his forehead flowed down, and the whole person seemed to be hollowed out.

Originally, the old patriarch thought that under his meticulous construction, as well as the mechanism formation that had been passed down for thousands of years, the Shanghe tribe was as strong as a fortress, and even if it encountered a strong foreign invasion, it would be impossible to break it.

But he never expected that every move of the Shanghe tribe would be in the hands of the enemy!

In other words, more than 200 lives of the Shanghe tribe were all held in the palm of the enemy's hand and could be crushed to death at any time!

The enemy is in the dark, and I am in the light.

This scene is terrifying!

It's scary to think about!

Fortunately, Ren Xiu, a classmate of young Xiaoyi, appeared, fortunately he accidentally discovered the invasion of the hidden samurai, fortunately, he caught the ghost father's abnormality, otherwise all the old and young women and children would face a strong enemy!

The ghost man continued:

"I also know that the old tobacco pouch was originally named Yamamoto Musashi, and his real martial arts realm is not the four-rank qi refining realm at all, as for what it is, I don't know, in short, it is higher than the four-pin. Moreover, he was a member of the Yamamoto Fifty-Six family during the war. Also, the number of warriors dispatched by Dongzhou this time is no less than five hundred, and they are carrying powerful thermal weapons..."

As the ghost man spoke, when the clock hands gradually approached midnight, the old man could no longer maintain a calm look, and after Ren Xiu temporarily sealed the ghost in the fishing net, his brain spun rapidly, thinking about how to rearrange the defense plan next, so as to avoid being known by the lurking ghost old cigarette pouch.

Nian Xiaoyi finally figured out the whole thing at this moment, he didn't have the heart to ask Ren Xiu why he suddenly became another person, and looked at the old patriarch worriedly.

The atmosphere fell silent again.

No one spoke, and the three of them were extremely nervous, all thinking about what to do next.

After a while, Nian Xiaoyi tried to speak:

"Grandpa, although the old tobacco pouch is also a martial artist, we don't know his true realm, but I think if we gather all the strong people in the tribe, lure the old tobacco pouch to come and take him down in one fell swoop, so that the news can be prevented from leaking,"

"The situation is urgent, and this is the only way to arrange it at the moment,"

Nian Laogui nodded, looked at Ren Xiu and Nian Xiaoyi, and said:

"You two wait here for the time being, and I'll summon the Iron Guard of the River immediately!"

After saying that, he no longer cared about leaving overnight, picked up Gu Xun, and walked quickly outside.

Nian Xiaoyi originally wanted to follow, but when he thought that he was just a martial artist in the early stage of qi refining, he couldn't help with the past, and maybe he would drag everyone back, so he looked at Ren Xiu, pulled Ren Xiu up, and asked why this thing suddenly changed as if he had changed a person.

Ren Xiu mechanically answered Nian Xiaoyi's words, and his mind was thinking about another question.

Even if you grab the old cigarette pouch, what if there are other ghosts in the tribe?

The old man exerted his speed to the extreme, and quickly rushed to the residence of the dumb man and the old pimple.

The question that Ren Xiu thought of, the old ghost of the door owner naturally thought of it.

The faces of everyone in Qianjimen flashed quickly in his mind like movie pictures, and he was still very confident in the situation of several core members of the Shanghe Iron Guard. Thinking of some of the abnormal behaviors of the old cigarette pouch in recent years, the old ghost only blamed himself for being too careless, if someone reminded him, he should have discovered the abnormality of the old cigarette pouch a long time ago.

But at this point, it's too late to say anything.

Just after the old man entered the old pimple stone house, a black shadow hidden in the bushes quietly picked up his mobile phone and dialed out a call.

In the courtyard of the Shanghe tribe, several core members gathered here except for the old cigarette pouch.

The elder of Qianjimen is high, Xiao Hei, the old pimple, the crutch is dumb, and the eldest sister is flower.

Originally, the barbarian was also a member of the Shanghe Iron Guard, but he had already been assassinated.

The old nobleman of the gate told everyone on the spot that the Dongzhou warriors had invaded and that the old tobacco bag was a traitor.

Especially when it comes to the tragic death of the Iron Guard Barbarian, everyone present has their sword eyebrows upside down, their fists squeaking and exploding, and their teeth are clenched, and they can't wait to immediately dismantle the old cigarette pouch!

The atmosphere of the hall is full of murderous aura and murderous intent!

Seeing this, the old man waved his hand and said:

"Let's take it easy, the old cigarette bag is from Dongzhou, insidious and vicious, cunning and changeable, once he notices something abnormal, this old fox will turn around and run!"

"Door master, don't worry, we have so many masters, I don't believe that a Dongzhou warrior can still run!"

"Despicable villain, catch him, I have to crush him to ashes to relieve my hatred!"

"What's the matter, Dongzhou people, after so many years, the thief really doesn't give up!"

Several core members of the Shanghe Iron Guard spoke one after another.

Everyone's eyeballs were bloodshot one by one, and their teeth were grinding 'creaking', just waiting for the old and cunning inner ghost to appear.

A few minutes later, the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside, and the old patriarch frowned, and a bad premonition suddenly appeared in his mind.

Moments later, a scout galloped into the hall.

His eyes briefly looked around, and finally his gaze fell on the old patriarch, and he said angrily:

"Door master, it's not good, old pimple, he's gone!"

The old man's squinted gaze revealed Sen Sen's cold and murderous aura.

"What, it's gone!"

Sister Hua, who had an impatient personality, stood up and asked in disbelief.