Chapter 459: Bloody Clothes

Someone broke into the mourning hall again, and the faces of the five ghosts of Yin Mountain and the old monster of Jiuyin were slightly cold, and a touch of jealousy flashed in their eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Oh, there's another visitor, and it's been a lively day. ā€

Qian Duoduo's heart moved, and he deliberately looked at the people in Yin Mountain, looking afraid that the world would not be chaotic. As the so-called comer is not good, he wishes that the two sides would fight, and the best one is dog eat dog.

Sure enough, the man in red on the left pointed at Yun Sheng and said, "We want the mother of Yun Mu, and the others can hand it over to you!"

"Humph!"

Old Ghost Jin snorted coldly and said, "Who are you who dare to meddle in the affairs of Yinshan?!"

The man in red smiled and said lightly: "Others are afraid of your Yin Mountain, but we are not afraid of the Red Mansion, what's the matter? Your Excellency still wants to fight with us?"

"You are from the Red Mansion?!"

Old Ghost Jin stared at him, and then mocked: "I heard that after Yun Mu was on the red list, he is still living happily now, and it seems that your red mansion and red list are nothing more than that." ā€

The man in red was not moved at all, but said with a smile: "Yes, if I remember correctly, Yinshan seems to have planted a big heel in Yun Mu's hands, not only did the goods be lost, but even a lot of people accompanied him, right?"

"Fart!"

Jin Lao Ghost was furious: "The goods in Yinshan were lost by the buyer, and they have nothing to do with Yinshan at all, and there is no news of those who died, there is no proof of death, you don't pour dirty water on Yinshan." ā€

"Hmph! It's not your turn to point fingers at the affairs of our Red Mansion. ā€

The two sides are fighting with each other and do not want to give in to each other. It's just that they are afraid of each other, and no one has the intention of making the first move, so the atmosphere is deadlocked.

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On the other side, Qianqiu saw that Wan Hong's expression was wrong, and asked quietly: "I said Lao Wan, you look too right, do you know them?"

"Nonsense, I'm also from the Red Mansion. ā€

Wan Hong glanced at Qianqiu angrily, and the latter suddenly said: "Oh, yes! You have been messing around with us all day long, if you don't say that I almost forgot, there is a spy in the Red Mansion who is not doing his job properly." ā€

ā€œ......ā€

Wan Hong's head was full of black lines, speechless for a while, secretly thinking that you are a spy, and your whole family is a spy!

If you hadn't promised Yun Mu yourself...... Didn't say yes?uh...... I seem to have forgotten...... But it doesn't matter, the important thing is that he is here, he owes Yun Mu a favor, and what he dislikes the most is that he owes debts, so he will always follow Yun Sheng and the others.

In fact, not to mention that Qianqiu Xun forgot them, even Wan Hong himself almost thought that he had forgotten his former identity, although he didn't like that identity.

Qianqiu Xun then asked, "Since you know each other, are you familiar with them? What is the origin of these two people? Can you ask them to help deal with the people of Yinshan?"

"Don't even think about it!"

Wan Hong shook his head and said: "These two people are not simple, they are the top killers in the Red Mansion, ranking much higher than me, they are called 'Bloody Clothes and Double Evil', the one on the left is called Chisha, and the one on the right is called Heisha...... The two of them have always recognized money and people, not to mention that I am not familiar with them, even if they have some friendship, don't expect them to be on our side. ā€

"Well, that's a shame. ā€

Qianqiu Xun was a little disappointed, and then asked curiously: "By the way, Lao Wan, do all of you people in the Red Mansion wear red clothes?

"Shut up, you ......"

No matter how good Wan Hong's temper is, he can't help but think that the other party is verbose, and he said angrily: "I wear red clothes, they wear bloody clothes, they like to kill, we are not all the way." ā€

Qianqiu Xun said disapprovingly: "Oh, you are also Xuanzong now, you will start later, can you kill them?"

"The outcome is unpredictable, and you only know until you fight. ā€

Wan Hong's eyes had a hint of war, if it weren't for the sacrifice of ghosts and spirits, he had delayed too much cultivation over the years, and with his qualifications, he would have stepped into the realm of Xuanzong and become the top master in the Red Mansion.

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"Ahem!"

Seeing that the situation was deadlocked, the old man of Jiuyin coughed dryly and said: "I said everyone, let's not fight first, okay? People also have masters in the realm of Xuanzong, but they won't be caught with their hands, don't fight with each other when the time comes, and the fishermen will benefit, then it will be a shame and a big loss." It's better to take them all down first, and then talk about ownership...... Maybe we can work together a little bit more. ā€

"That's right, that's right!" Old Ghost Jin hurriedly echoed: "Whether it is Yinshan or Red Mansion, they are all first-class forces, but don't capsize in the gutter." ā€

In the eyes of the five ghosts of Yinshan, they are outnumbered, and once the situation is controlled, the Red Mansion will not be able to win favor in their hands. Instead of fighting for both sides now, it is better to endure the calm for a while, and then slowly figure it out.

The bloodied pair smiled similarly, then nodded in agreement.

The two sides reached a consensus and unanimously pointed the finger at Yunshang and others, and the current situation immediately became very bad.

Yinshan is indeed huge, and six masters of the Xuanzong realm have been dispatched at once! The "bloody clothes" of the Red Mansion are not easy to match, and in the mourning hall, there are only Rui Tianhui and Yunshang and their four Xuanzong. Once it starts, Xiaozhai's side has little chance of winning.

"Wait!"

Qian Duoduo suddenly shouted, and said with a solemn expression: "You have to fight out, this is the mourning hall of Old Man Fan, the so-called dead are great, please don't disturb the peace of the dead." ā€

Jin Lao Ghost said impatiently: "The dead fat man is really verbose, our Yin Mountain is the ghost gate, and we are in charge of the dead...... But it's a bit cramped here, and you can't even use it!"

"Okay, let's go out and have a good time. ā€

The people of Yinshan and the Red Mansion had no fear, but they had no objections, so they swaggered out of the mourning hall, not worried at all about Qian Duoduo and others playing tricks.

"Let's go, it's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided...... Let's meet the masters of these two forces. ā€

Rui Tianhui did not have the slightest intention of retreating, because she knew very well in her heart that there was already an inseparable relationship between Shanwaishan and this small village, and she could not sit idly by in public or private.

Yun Sheng and Qianqiu Xun looked at each other and nodded, entrusting Ji Wuxian and Qian Xinying to Qian Duoduo and others to take care of, and then walked towards the outside of the mourning hall, and Wan Hong silently followed behind.

Seeing this scene, Qian Duoduo smiled bitterly. A good memorial ceremony, but such a change is really helpless.

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"Within a thousand feet of the temple, everyone retreats, and those who trespass are at their own risk. ā€

A gloomy voice resounded in the air, and the whole village gradually boiled, and everyone's eyes were looking in the direction of the temple.

It's only been a few days since the beast tide attacked, how could someone come to trouble the stockade again?! And it's also the day of Old Man Fan's funeral...... Could it be that he is a master of the four great families again!?

Just when everyone was speculating, the sound of fierce fighting was already heard in the direction of the temple, and layers of qi waves shook in all directions!

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[Purple wood: Life is bitter, birth, old age, sickness and death, joys and sorrows...... The old lady of the family passed away today, and her heart was very heavy. Maybe it's a coincidence, I happened to write about the death of Old Man Fan, and I suddenly felt very sad. Sometimes, it is very simple to write a few words and say a few words, but after the real experience, you will find that the distance between life and death is so far, far away. I wish every elderly person good health and a long life for their parents. 怑