"Master, I'll go and tell Senior Brother Yun and Senior Brother Feng about this news."

Qin Shuang calmed down his chaotic emotions for a while, and turned excitedly.

Kong Ci and they grew up together, in addition to the love between men and women, there is also family affection and friendship.

Kong Ci's death not only hurt Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng, but also injured him.

Although Kong Ci is dead, he is alive in another form.

"What are you going to tell them?"

Xiongba's eyes squinted, with a sneer.

The red-clothed ghost in front of him was originally Kong Ci, but it just made him know a little more about the red-clothed ghost.

However, he knew very well that the red-clothed ghost and Kong Ci were completely two people.

Kong Ci is docile and naïve, she doesn't go through the world, let alone kill people, she has never even relied on the relationship with his three disciples to bully others.

The ghost in red is different, she may also be simple.

She absorbs the yang energy of the living in order to become stronger, in order to vent her inner resentment, everything feels very normal.

However, in the eyes of people, the red-clothed ghost is extremely cruel, and treats human life like a mustard.

He Xiongba never thought that he was a good person, although the five people in the prison who were knocked unconscious by him, although all of them were people who were against him, but, on the rivers and lakes, four of the five people were called the best of the famous and decent people.

The red-clothed ghost didn't even ask, and sucked them to death one by one.

Even with his heart, he felt a little shocked, because, in the eyes of the red-clothed ghost, absorbing the yang energy of the living is like eating and sleeping in a human being, and there is no morality or ethics.

"Uh~"

When Qin Shuang heard this, his steps froze, and his expression was extremely complicated.

At this time, he remembered that from the moment Kong Ci turned into a red-clothed ghost, hundreds of disciples in the world would die in her hands.

Even if he, Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng have often fought with various sects and factions in order to expand the territory for the Tianxia Society over the years, there are not so many deaths in their hands.

In addition to being called the god of death by the rivers and lakes, there are more people killed, and the people he and Nie Feng have killed in the past ten years have not killed as many people as the red-clothed ghosts in a few days.

If he told Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun the news that Kong Ci had turned into a murderous ghost, it might be good news for Bu Jingyun, but what about Nie Feng?

"You go out first, don't let anyone in!"

Xiongba commanded again, his voice getting colder and colder.

Qin Shuang nodded indifferently, and walked out of the dungeon a little dejected.

When he walked out of the prison and saw a few rays of golden light falling at dawn, Qin Shuang felt as if he had gone from one world to another.

In front of him was the world he had known before, but behind him was a deep, cold, cruel world.

"Are you feeling better?"

In the prison, Xiongba was very patient, and only after the red-clothed ghost had sucked up the yang energy of the five people, he cared.

"My body is more solid and powerful."

The scarlet gaze of the red-clothed ghost was a little joyful, which was the instinctive joy of the leap in life.

"That's great."

Xiongba seemed to empathize, and he was also smiling.

"Kong Ci, how did you get to where you are now?"

Xiongba restrained his smile and said with a slightly heavy face.

"Is my name Kong Ci?"

The red-clothed ghost was slightly stunned.

"That's right, your name is Kong Ci." Xiongba nodded, his eyes fixed on the change in the demeanor of the red-clothed ghost.

Although the appearance time and appearance of the red-clothed ghost are almost very consistent with Kong Ci's state of death, he has never relaxed his vigilance against the red-clothed ghost before seeing him perform illusions and turn a warehouse into a wedding room.

The red-clothed ghost may just look like Kong Ci on the surface, but he actually used some kind of transformation technique.

"Kong Ci~"

The red-clothed ghost secretly wrote down this name that she was very familiar with, and there was a bit of thought in her scarlet eyes, but there were too few memories in her mind to recall anything.

"I don't know how I got to this state, but I feel like this place has a nostalgic flavor to me."

The red-clothed ghost explained.

"Do you have any martial arts secrets for cultivation? I can help you find it, so maybe you can recover faster. ”

Xiongba's face remained unchanged and continued.

"Nope."

The red-clothed ghost shook his head again.

"Have you seen any other ghosts? I can help you find them and ask. ”

Xiongba is very patient, with a gentle smile on his face.

"I haven't seen it."

The red-clothed ghost replied without thinking about it.

"Pretended? Or do you really not know anything? ”

There was no change in Xiongba's complexion, but he was entangled in his heart.

I don't know!

He barely squeezed any useful information from the red-clad ghost.

"Why don't you try it?"

Xiongba glanced at the dimly lit dungeon, as well as the red-clothed ghosts floating on the ground, and couldn't help but secretly calculate.

With the strength of the Tianxia Society, the dungeon can be dismantled in a quarter of an hour, and when the sun shines down, in the face of the end of ashes, the red-clothed ghost has to tell the truth.

"No, it's too risky!"

Xiongba exchanged a few more words with the red-clothed ghost, appeased the red-clothed ghost, and then slowly left the dungeon.

"At present, there is only this one red-clothed ghost, I can't just let him die, I want to use him to attract more unknown existences."

Xiongba is also a hesitant person, and after making up his mind, he also acted immediately.

"Qin Shuang and Nie Feng summoned the helmsmen of all parties in the World Meeting, and asked them to bring their good hands and go out with me."

Xiongba went directly to the main hall and gave the order.

"Master, what about the helmsman?"

Hearing that Xiongba was going to take away all the masters of the World Association, Qin Shuang said with a solemn face, meaning something.

"It is enough to leave three helmsmen in charge, and the rivers and lakes have not dared to challenge the World Society."

Xiongba waved his hand and said domineeringly.

Soon, thousands of elite disciples of the Tianxia Society, the weakest of which reached the late stage of the day after tomorrow, and the group descended the mountain in a mighty way, and under the guidance of Xiongba, they walked all the way to the east.

It lasted for three days, and the world would settle in a city to rest.

However, Xiongba secretly rushed back the same way at night, and the original three-day journey was at the speed of his full strength, and he rushed back to the headquarters of the Tianxiahui before dawn.

Xiongba did not expose himself, but went to the basement to find the red-clothed ghost.

With the shot of the hero, several helmsmen who will stay in the world, as well as more than a dozen masters in the early stage of the innate realm, were all silently subdued by the hero.

Suddenly, all the remaining 2,000 disciples of the Tianxia Association became the plate of the red-clothed ghosts, and in the dungeon, the martial arts masters who had been captured for decades by the Tianxia Society would rise.

After arranging all this, Xiongba ran away wildly, not daring to stop for a moment.

He knew that he might create a very terrifying existence, but he couldn't be sure how terrifying it would be, so even he didn't dare to stay in the world.

As soon as the morning dawns, he will know the result.

I'm afraid this result will make the entire Jianghu martial arts tremble!