The black juice slowly flowed out and fell onto the corpse, and in an instant, the sound of "zizi" sounded. In a matter of seconds, the corpse was completely dissolved, and there was no trace except for two pools of black water.

"Wind, less wind, this, this is too unbelievable!" Xia Chen's eyes were dull and he said in a trembling voice.

"I don't know if they ambushed someone else. Please help me pick up Leng Cen at the place where the accident happened before, and then send me to the East Lake Courtyard. ”

"I'm okay with this, but I'm old, I'm old, I'm ......."

"I can. As he spoke, Bian Banqing nodded.

At night, the shadows of the trees are thick, and the shadows of people are longing. A group of people arrived in the small courtyard in a hurry, and the wind evil fell on the bed, dying.

"Several, let's drink some water and then go......" As he spoke, Luo Mingling handed them a few glasses and brought another one to Feng Xie.

"Thank you, girl......" said Xia Chen, they drank it all, but when the tea was entered, their faces changed greatly.

"The wind is less, why are you bothered?" Xia Chen cried with a sad face, looking helpless.

"Your helpers are so powerful, you really have more brains than anyone I've ever met. To be honest, I don't know the bottom of my heart. But don't worry, this water is not poisonous, it just puts a little sleepy dragon scattered. ”

"I'm sorry guys, it's just a stopgap measure...... "Luo Ming looked at Bian Banqing and them softly, and bowed.

"Hmph! You stinky boy! What a character! I'll see how he turns around and explains to the gang leader!" Bian Banqing blackened his old face, exhaled sullenly, and said no more.

The next day, Wind Evil regained some strength, but he still couldn't get out of bed, this time it was even worse than the last overdraft. Something like Wu Mengdan, the stronger the strength, the greater the harm. Guo Zhuo and Wan Hu came early, and seeing that the invincible person in front of them could only lie on the bed, it was even more unbelievable than the day of the bloody battle of his Golden Dragon Gang.

The sun rose high, and in the courtyard, people were playing cards. The previous Goupai was also released, and they had a hot fight with Xia Chen......

The footsteps of "Dong Dong" got closer and closer, and I saw a thief secretly pushing the door and walking in.

"Dongzi, why are you here too?" Gou Ping was startled, jumping out of three meters high, and Xia Chen next to them also smiled bitterly.

"I, I can't help it, the helper wants me to come, the one, the wind, the wind, the wind is less, what about the people......"

"Inside, find it yourself!" said Bian Banqing, glancing at him sullenly.

"Wind, less wind, I, I'm from the Beihan gang to deliver and deliver the letter, and our gang leader asked me to pass this letter to you. As he spoke, Dongzi shuddered and handed the letter to Feng Evil. Feng Xie grabbed it, and threw it directly to Wanhu without looking at it.

"Wanhu, do you know how to read?"

"The wind is less, dear, pro, in the Xiabei Han Gang, although there are overpasses, overstepping, but there is not the slightest hostility. At the beginning of the Sichuan capital, there was only one horse for the east wind, and he won the battle. Yesterday, the wind and fire came to help, Liao Tian helped, how could he think of it and add more doubts......

Wish, willing to tie the righteousness of Taoyuan, the alliance of horses. Tomorrow, tomorrow at noon, Beicheng Hanshan, Hanshan Garden to see. ”

"Wanhu, you can really do it, just two sentences read to me for a minute, stumbling, you tell me these words, which one do you don't know?"

Another day, he'll have to cure his stammer......

"The Righteousness of Taoyuan"? "The Alliance of Tortured Horses"? Is this wording stupid in ancient literature or has I watched too many TV dramas?

What is this leader of the Beihan Gang doing? After snatching the letter from Wan Hu's hand, Feng Xie looked at it again and again.

"There is less wind, this Beicheng Hanshan Garden is the territory of the Beihan Gang, this is the Hongmen Banquet, even if they help us, you can't go." Wan Hu looked nervous, but it was difficult for him to know about the Hongmen Banquet.

"So what? I'm going to see who this guy is. As he spoke, the wind smiled narrowly.

"Wind less?" glanced at the Wind Evil worriedly, Wan Hu didn't understand why the Wind Evil had to go. Isn't this sending yourself to the door to find death?

"They can't help me. Yesterday, it was just that the consumption of cold cen was too great. Moreover, I do really want to meet this mysterious leader of the Northern Han Gang. He, in fact, should really have no malice. ”

"Yes, yes, our helper really has no ill will. ”

Do you dare to answer? I really don't dare to leave one more. However, glancing at this chipmunk-like man, the wind evil really didn't want to keep him.

"Then Feng Shao, did you agree?" asked the chipmunk, looking eagerly at Feng Evil.

"Hmm. If you say yes, go back and report the news. The wind evil smiled, and the man ran out.

"The wind is less, I'll go with you. Wan Hu took the initiative to ask for help, but Feng Xie ignored it.

It's not a fight, and even if it does, this Ten Thousand Tigers is just an ordinary person, who can he beat? This Beihan Gang is so weird, I'm afraid that its strength is really better than that of the Big Dao Gang and the Four Seas Gang. If I really go to Beicheng, it will be a sheep into the mouth of a tiger, I am in the open and the enemy is in the dark, and people will not change everything, and I don't know how many people are ambushed.

I can't really fight at all, even if I can only assassinate at most, and it will have to be when they don't have the other two ground level peaks. It's better to go alone, come and go freely, and adapt to changes.

"You just need to take care of the affairs of the Zhantian Gang. In addition, in addition to the affairs of the gang, the Earthquake Group also has to take care of it. As for my business, you don't have to worry about it, I know it in my heart. Have you done your job?" asked Wind Evil.

"The money and elixir of the marrow washing soup have been arranged for the brothers, and I have already heard what Young Master Zhou said about buying land, so I will do it immediately. ”

After listening to Wan Hu's words, Feng Xie nodded, and took out a few thin and simple booklets from his arms. said that it was a booklet, but it was actually the notebook that Ye Fengxie used to do exercises before, except for the marks deliberately made by Fengxie, both the color and the pattern were exactly the same.

"Remember to wash the marrow soup twice a day, and never forget it. Half a month later, I will pick a group of people from among them. You and Guo Zhuo practice this book together. After carrying it, burn the original. As he spoke, Wind Evil pulled out one of the three and handed it over.

"Wan Hu, Guo Zhuo, and Leng Cen, you remember, all the exercises and methods you have seen in me that are different from ordinary people cannot be known to outsiders. If it is leaked, whether others will find out from you or not, you have nothing to do with me. ”

Wan Hu took the book, as if he had been struck by lightning, and he was still stupid, motionless like a piece of wood. The surprise in the first half of the sentence has not yet been digested, and the crisis implied in the second half of the sentence has come unexpectedly. With his tiger brain, he couldn't react at all for a while. As for the two more eager eyes around him, he didn't see them at all.

"Ahem......" Feng Xie coughed twice, and then he suddenly woke up, smiled embarrassedly, and then handed the booklet to Guo Zhuo. Anyway, it's two people watching it, and it doesn't matter who puts it there.

"Thank you for the lack of wind!" Wan Hu and Guo Zhuoqi said.

"Chance and danger coexist, since you follow me, you have to be prepared. The other two books are Zixiao Biyou Palm and Four Elephants Qiankun Jue, which were given to Fan Xing and Zhou Zheng. Although there are many exercises, from zero to one, the essence is not much more expensive. Whether it's you or Zhou Zhengfanxing, you are only allowed to cultivate yourself. As he spoke, Feng Xie looked at Wan Hu and Guo Zhuo.

"Got it, there's less wind. Wan Hu replied dejectedly, obviously he did have the intention of practicing the three exercises of the same practitioner.

"Thanks for the lack of wind, I know. Guo Zhuo said.

Although there are many good jades, the emphasis is on carving. As for those with average qualifications, it's not that they can't be cultivated, so take your time. Feng Xie glanced at the two of them, and finally turned to Leng Cen. That ice cube face, watching others take good things, is still unmoved. However, seeing that the booklet in his hand was all distributed, the grievance in his eyes was easily captured by the wind evil.

is obviously a child, but he wants to pretend to be an old man. I'm going to play a trick on you......

In fact, the mentality of Feng Evil is similar to the child in his eyes.

"Leng Cen, you are originally cultivating swords, and the way of the sword is indeed the most suitable for you. Take this Thousand Stars Sword Technique, and ask me at any time if you don't understand something. After the sword spectrum is memorized, it is burned down and cannot be passed on. Diagonally picking the corners of his mouth, Feng Xie took out another one from behind him. With a bend of his eyebrows, the small notebook in his hand was raised, and finally fell into Leng Cen's hand.

But after seeing Leng Cen surprised, his pupils lit up, and his face turned from cloudy to sunny. After taking the sword book, he looked at it stupidly.