Zhou Zhengquan relaxed his body and looked around, and smiled thoughtfully at the woman, "Girl, which door valve is it from?" The woman couldn't help but pause, and said flatly: "Oh~?Why do you ask this question?" "Hmm~!It's a good place to be remote and quiet here~!The old man is just curious about which gate valve he wants to die in!" The woman smiled faintly, took out a white handkerchief and wiped the dust on the old man's forehead, ": About my identity, you don't need to know, I just want to ask you one question, how much do you know about Baishi Tongjian?" When the old man heard the title of the book, he couldn't help but sneer: "It turned out to be a person from the Twilight Frost Heavenly Pavilion, the old man looked at the little girl's skills, which torture hall did she belong to? Otherwise, why did the old man want to participate in the performance, and suggested that the saint deal with the four Kansai families. The girl smiled and said, "The old gentleman has been away from the temple for a long time, and you should no longer participate in such high-risk things." For the sake of the safety of your old age, can you hand over the fragments that were revealed from the organization five years ago? ”

": Hahaha~~~!" Zhou Zhengquan laughed wildly when he heard this, his face turned red, his forehead was bruised, and his hands kept trembling, ": This fragment was bought by my precious son Pingjing who had been lurking in Tianshuang Pavilion for five years, but in order to get it, the four valves actually broke my son's limbs and tortured him to extract a confession, and pity my Zhou family for serving the wolf-dog-like Xiao family for generations, and finally got the white-haired man to send the black-haired man, and the son died without a corpse!" Due to excessive excitement, Zhou Lao swallowed several times, and his words were bitter, and after a while, he gradually regained his emotional calmness and said indifferently: "It's not a pity for the old man to die, if the girl is doing things for the four valves in Kansai, the old man won't say a word! Please give the old man a happy death!" Looking at the pale old man in front of her, the woman actually had some sympathy, her left hand gently stroked the old man's trembling hands, and her right hand gently rubbed the old man's back, so that the old man calmed down, and then lightly opened her lips and said" : Old Zhou is angry, please think about it, if I were one of the bastards of the Xiao family, how could I use this method, it is estimated that I would have removed your pipa bones by now to let you know the means of torture, but since I dare to take the risk of offending them to help you, naturally I also have the capital not to be afraid of them, are these words of Yuanzhou Dongling Guan Longbu family enough weight?" After speaking, the ring finger of the left hand stretched out like an old man, the thumb slid the ring on the ring finger, and opened a small hole to hide the small seal step word, she was extremely fast, and only returned to its original state in a moment, making people think that she was just wiping the old man's face. Zhou Zhengquan looked surprised and immediately smiled, "The seal of the Zong family, if you haven't read the Baishi Tongjian, how can the old man know the message sign of you gate valve families, scheming girl, I am testing you, and I am also testing the old man! ”

Seeing the old man's firm tone, the woman nodded, "Okay, I, Ling Xiaoyu, agree to your request." The old man asked in surprise, "What's the matter, you're not from the Bu family?" The woman looked at him expressionlessly, and replied with a little melancholy: "Of course yes, it's just an informant of the Bu family, and it is risky for family members to sneak in, every child is born, the organization has a record, and the stillborn is registered, so just look for us who have been helpless since childhood to enter the organization and give them their lives!" Listening to her miserable, the old man couldn't help but think of the child who died tragically, and seeing that this young girl might have the same fate in the future, he couldn't help but pat her on the shoulder. The woman said hatefully: "Poor girl, I can't imagine that she is like my son, a pawn of the valve family! For the sake of a book that does not exist, so many people have lost their lives!" The woman was shocked when she heard this, and said in a trembling voice: "What? While she was distracted, she saw Zhou Zhengquan silent, turned his palms, threw out a long sword in his sleeve robe, and stabbed at the girl, the girl looked calm, her left hand carried a short knife and slashed horizontally, bounced back the soft sword blade, and threw out a long whip with her right hand, wanting to bind Zhou Zhengquan, but saw him flashing obliquely, and took the soft whip in his hand, the soft sword was like a circling white snake twisting on the long whip, only to hear a crisp sound of breaking the sky, the long whip was shattered, and the woman was amazed in her heart Zhou Zhengquan's superb swordsmanship, fell off the broken whip, held the knife and hugged the fist and said: "The predecessors are amazing! The swordsmanship is so unique and exquisite!" I saw Zhou Zhengquan coldly, the white-scaled sword in his hand was constantly trembling under the guidance of the sword qi, and it shone with dazzling brilliance in the sun.

": Before the old man entered the temple, he relied on a white scale snake sword to walk alone, girl, I see that you are not good at using long whips and daggers, you are covering up your family kung fu, if you don't show it to the old man today, the white scale sword in the old man's hand will take your life within ten moves, you cut the throat of the person and sprayed blood has a pungent smell, it has been used for several days! This kind of carving insect skill also wants to deceive the old man! The old man can't bear it just to see what tricks you play! And I look at the strength and precision of your flying knives, throwing foreign weapons is your gatekeeping ability, the old man hopes that you can use it to verify the old man's judgment over the years. When the woman heard this, she inserted the short knife back into the cowhide sleeve, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Zhou, it's not that I don't want to, it's because I can't guarantee your safety!" Zhou Zhengquan laughed angrily: "Baby, the old man doesn't hide it from you, when my son first collected the body, although he bit his tongue and committed suicide, through the observation of the torture traces of the Xiao family, these are just flesh wounds, my son inherited my mantle, but within half an instant, someone used his strength to break the joints of his whole body, so that he lost his combat power instantly, otherwise he would not have been captured by the Xiao family and died of humiliation. If the child is indeed ruined by you, the old man will send you to see him today! After listening to this, the girl sighed, and said abruptly, "Since this is the case, Old Zhou, please take care!" I saw her hands slightly open, and ten gold dipping long needles poked out of her sleeves, pointing to the wind cyclone, the needles kept trembling, the two confronted each other in the small pavilion, the silence was accompanied by the mountain wind, and the atmosphere was more tense.

I saw the girl's fingers opening and closing quickly. Ten golden needles flew up, accompanied by the air flow drawn by the rotating flying needle, wrapped in a large number of leaves and rolled towards Zhou Zhengquan, Zhou Zhengquan threw the long sword in vain, the sword shadow in the sky broke the leaves, and the flying needle stirred each other, bursting out of bursts of sparks, the two figures accompanied by the sword wind needle shadow formed two balls of light, the railing of the small pavilion was shattered by the strong vibration, the six support pillars were full of sword marks and needles, after the two of them staggered each other forty moves, the glazed tiles of the small pavilion fell in response, the whole small pavilion cracked into several pieces, planted into the cliff, the figure must be, only to see a few scratches on the girl's clothes, but not injured, the old man was unscathed, ": Good kung fu, the old man still has a trick, the white scale shadow detective, after this trick, we will know our answer!" The girl nodded and replied slowly: "I only have one trick left, the rain hits the pear blossom eighteen branches, and the move will see blood, seniors be careful." I saw her flying up and jumping, the dazzling shadow flashed out of the sky, like sprinkling a golden rain, Zhou Zhengquan responded calmly, the body quickly circled, and the rotating sword shadow sucked the gas of the golden needle that hedged over like a phantom, only to see a white light flash, cutting through the golden light, after the two of them touched each other, the figure flashed, the girl was forced by the sword qi, the blood was not smooth, and spit blood, and the joints of the old man's body were pierced with gold needles, and the fine blood slowly flowed down.

Zhou Zhengquan threw his sword and threw it on the ground, and said with a hearty smile: "There are talents in the country, a generation of new people replace the old, and the old man loses! But what makes me happy is that you are not the murderer who killed my son, looking at your body should be the family heirloom of the Duan family of Yingnan Tianweaving tribute family, that person should have studied your technique, and abolished my son with finger power instead of a golden needle, you fought with me for too long, and the murderer only used three moves to defeat my son! What a vicious heart, baby, you came to save me today, it is estimated that it is also a trap! The world can use the same number of external kung fu as you, it is estimated that only Li Fengqian, who is famous all over the world, is Xiao Jinghuan's wife, baby, promise me one thing, if you have the opportunity to try her routine. The old man deposited a Xuanji buckle in the pawnshop of the Dingzhou Fuqin Grand Ceremony, and redeemed it with one hundred taels of gold. Seeing that his face was in pain, and that his forehead was full of white gas, the girl knew that he had already appeared at the limit of his dispersion and that he had run out of oil, so she quickly helped the old man and asked with concern, "Senior, why do you want to dissipate your strength, this will die." Zhou Zhengquan's face turned pale, and he said slowly: "Haha! The old man is eighty years old this year, and this body has long been overwhelmed, and the last trick must be used with all his strength before he can use it, and the price is to give his life to the old man, and the old man has fulfilled his destiny! Haha! I didn't expect to get acquainted with you in the end, an excellent junior, so that the old man has no regrets in this life, this sword is called the frost white scale sword, the texture is soft, easy to hide, it is one of the seven strange weapons in the world, now the old man is no longer needed, give it to the girl you as a souvenir, judging by the old man, the mastermind behind your scenes and my enemy have a huge relationship! This person's purpose is not simple, please be careful, after I die, take off the arms on my chest, hang in front of the tombstone, the road ahead is long, take care!" The girl gently stroked the old man's shoulder, and said softly, "Senior, rest assured, Xiaoyu will definitely live up to his mission!"

One night passed, a new grave under the cliff tree was isolated, the simple tombstone was engraved with inscriptions, Xiaoyu put the arms on the head of the stele, bowed again and again, turned away, hidden between the mountains and forests, a moment later, a team of people came to the small pavilion in secret clothes, looking at the traces left by the hand, one of them sighed: "The two of them fought about forty moves, the sword marks on the stone pillar were drawn by the white-scaled sword, and the dense pits on the ground seemed to be made by the strength, as for what kind of weapon, the lowly observation should be done by the golden dipping holy hand. The man in the lead said dejectedly, "It seems that we are late! There are traces of loose gas on the ground, and someone should have been defeated, so he went around to look for the body." Maybe we can find out who did it? Zhou Shibo is old, if something happens to him, how can I be worthy of the tragic death of Brother Zhou!"

After a while, the group found the grave, and after taking out the corpse for examination, the person led by the person said dejectedly, ": Is it really her, the golden dipping holy hand, Duan Jinyi?!" He lost his hand and touched the tombstone, and inadvertently touched Huai Pei, only to see Huai Pei fall to the ground, and after a trembling metal piece vibrate, a voice floated out, ": Senior, rest assured, Xiao Yu must live up to his mission!" I saw a person next to him and quickly replied, "In the opinion of my subordinates, this person should be one of the thirteen-winged wing masters of the Burial Soul Group of the Twilight Shadow Heavenly Frost Pavilion, the Flashing Wing Black Feather Lingyan Ling Xiaoyu!" The man at the head picked up his arms, pondered for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, please secretly investigate this person after returning to Dingzhou, whether she is an enemy or a friend, you must figure it out, by the way, the whereabouts of the Duan family's chaebol mission must be grasped in hand, I want to determine whether Duan Jinyi has anything to do with this matter!" In addition, take good materials, move Zhou Bo's body to Zhou's cemetery, if the officials and soldiers ask, ask them to talk to my Xiao family in the north!"