Move forward for three hours, Wu and the dart bureau compound.

"Why did you let my junior brother go out through that secret passage?"

"The Zhangjia gun has been wiped out, and the few remaining forces are weak, how can they be the enemy of Songfeng Mountain, which has become the leader of the rivers and lakes of Yizhou, and the deep-rooted deer cutting platform. ”

"Even Grandpa Zhang recognized that he passed on the last martial arts qi in his body to his junior brother, why did you insist on doing such a thing in collusion with the deer cutting platform?"

"Embarrassed?"

Song Yanchao's excellent qi cultivation kung fu is that he can still smile and talk eloquently in the face of rude juniors, but once the embarrassed hat is put on his head, it is the head of the Wu He dart game of Gao Dexun, who is in the middle of the Jinju rivers and lakes, can not break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

"Xiaochuan, do you know how many dart masters there are in Wuhe Dart Bureau so far?"

Zhang Xiaochuan, who had the same test with Wei Changpan because of a bag of halva, came to live in Wuhe Dart Bureau after many changes, and the carefree little girl with pigtails now has a gloomy face and arms around her chest, thin and thin like a piece of paper, and her pupils are slightly glowing with vermilion, which seems to be weak, but Song Yanchao knows the power contained in this paper-like figure.

Seeing that she didn't react at all, Song Yanchao asked himself, "There are only twenty-three people, and most of them are four-story buildings." ”

"So what does this have to do with you taking your junior brother to a dead end?"

"Your grandfather Zhang's temperament is there, half of Wu and the dart bureau are considered the Zhang family's industry, and the dart bureau team was sent to escort Wei Changpan all the way south to Suzhou. You must know that Yanyulou and the Zhang family in Qishan County are still wanted by the imperial court so far, and those children in the Suzhou branch have reported back that the only daughter of the owner of Yanyulou seems to have gathered a group of people..."

"Wouldn't it be a good thing that more people and horses would go to Cutting Deer Terrace and Songfeng Mountain to seek revenge?"

"Even if there are many of these people, they are strong enough to be stronger than the combination of Songfeng Mountain and the forces of Cutting Lutai, but Gao Xu, the owner of Songfeng Mountain, helped the hungry people in Jiangzhou last winter, and his reputation was really very good, and his reputation also reached the ears of the people in the capital while winning the praise of the people in Jiangzhou. Song Yanchao often stuffed the wine jug in his mouth, paused but put it down, sneered twice and said, "Take hundreds of thousands of taels of silver in exchange for the position of the co-owner of Jiangzhou rivers and lakes, and a dispensable reputation of 'Gao Yuntian', this Songfeng Mountain Lord is the number one shrewd businessman in the world." ”

"Cutting the deer platform has always been a big problem for the Dayao court, and the sticky rod has long had the intention of eradicating it, but every time the news is leaked before it starts, it is just to cut off its tentacles and hurt its vitality, but it has not yet reached the point where it can shake the foundation. He put the flask aside, and then continued the words in front of him, "The collusion between Songfeng Mountain and Cutting Deer Terrace was deliberately brought over by the government..."

"On the lake, over there in Qishan County, how many people have died in Jiangzhou, and the people who died in the past can be just brushed aside?" Zhang Xiaochuan's eyes were a little more colorful, and his cheeks were flushed with a sickly flush, and his voice gradually became agitated, "Then I'm going to kill the people who cut Lutai now, and then tell them that the past will be brushed aside?"

Song Yanchao frowned, calmed down his mood after smoothing his white beard, and said in a deep voice, "Don't let the murderous intent blind you, let the flow of qi slow down, and don't let yourself be reduced to a deer cutting platform that only kills people." ”

After the time of half a pillar of incense, Zhang Xiaochuan's face flushed and faded, and he continued, "'The fastest way to make money in this world is written on Yaolu', this sentence also applies to the martial arts, what you ask for will one day make you pay a very heavy price..."

"But it won't be today, it won't be tomorrow. Zhang Xiaochuan covered his mouth and forced the cough down before saying, "Tell me where the killer of Cutting Deer will intercept him, otherwise the news of your hooking up with Cutting Deer Terrace will be made public." ”

"You're threatening me?"

Song Yanchao gently stroked the lines on the body of the wine jug and said softly, "It's been a long time since a junior dared to threaten me like this, ten or twenty years? ”

The whole body was tense and hard in an instant, and Zhang Xiaochuan, who was still as thin as a piece of paper, had a bloody aura on his body so thick that Song Yanchao also felt a chill, but he still sat on the chair, stroking the brass wine jug, which was the love of his life with him, and it was something that the patriarch of the Zhang family gave him when he died not long ago.

Well, I owe you.

"He is probably already trapped in that array at this time, and I am not completely sure that I can get out, what is the use of you going now, collecting his body?"

"Just tell me where he is, and then you don't care if he lives or dies. ”

"It's just a kid who caused you to be beaten by Xiao Zhang Wu a lot back then, why do you want to save it?" he showed a confused look, "Can the friendship of the same family really have such weight?"

Zhang Xiaochuan was silent for a long time and then replied, "Now I still want to press him to the ground and whip his ass with Daddy's gun.... But if you want to say who can avenge my father, except for him, can you count on you, Mr. Song?"

"You girl is getting more and more angry. Song Yanchao shook his head when he heard this, "How will I marry someone in the future?"

"Who says a woman has to get married?"

"Don't show your face, even if you miss, remember to commit suicide in time, otherwise if you can't afford to be tortured, the entire Wuhe dart game will suffer from you. Song Yanchao said with a straight face, "You are already familiar with the methods of cutting Lutai, go ahead." ”

....

Zhang Xiaochuan was still vigilant about Xizi's body, but in Sanhe Kung Fu, the ten people in front of the deer cutting platform died under her hands, which was so easy that it really made people doubt the authenticity. Could it be a means of feigning death? Then why couldn't the previous two hidden weapons be avoided?

She still didn't dare to believe that the ten people in front of Xizi's deer cutting platform would die in his hands so easily, but the body that gradually cooled down and the colorful blood were placed here, which was clear proof that she had killed people.

Her hands trembled uncontrollably, but it wasn't because of fear, two years ago, she killed the first horse thief with her own hands and cried for half a night after returning home, and the first killer of the deer cutting platform with her hand was the ten people in front of the deer cutting platform like Xizi, and she couldn't help herself.

She came here before the two of them, and hid in the shadows for a considerable time, and finally chose the one who seemed to be better at attacking. The killing methods that Song Yanchao taught her had long been familiar with by her, and her use when facing the enemy was not half jerky.

Maybe.... She already has the ability to avenge her father?

Zhang Xiaochuan thought about how to dispose of Xizi's corpse, this corpse that was covered in poison was very likely to reach the Tao even if it was just touched, so he had to find a shallow pit nearby, and then pushed the corpse with a thick branch, and then barely covered the corpse with soil so that people could not see it at a glance, and then went straight to Wei Changpan's footprints.

....

Wei Changpan followed the rough footprints, the female killer of the deer cut the deer seemed to be not low in the ability to set up the formation and run on the road, Rao is he had tried his best to chase but only shortened the distance to within a hundred steps, the cold wind of the winter night in Jinzhou whistled in his ears, he was blown by the wind mixed with sand and dust and small stones and couldn't open his eyes, but he could only follow the footsteps of the panicked predecessor.

There was also a moment of time running in the night, Wei Changpan's forehead was already sweating, and he ran out of a few miles away, he didn't know where he was at the moment, but he didn't know if there was an ambush on the road ahead, he was uneasy, after the old qi in his body was replaced with new air, he suddenly accelerated his pace, if this breath was exhausted, he had not yet rushed forward to take down the person, then he had to return in vain.

Although the face from before was pale and bloodless, he recognized the man. In just over four years, he has become a layman who has not yet known the twelfth layer of martial arts to a four-story martial artist who has a qi machine in his body today, and he thinks that this opportunity is quite rare, but it is obvious that Zhang Xiaochuan and the means of killing the killer of the deer platform in just three times are far above him.

What worried Wei Changpan the most was the cold and bloodthirsty eyes in the eyes that met her, it was not a human pupil, but like some kind of murderous beast. The eye is the gateway to the heart, how a person's temperament can best see it from it, not to mention that after the martial arts realm reaches the fourth floor, the temperament of the whole body is like a natural mixture, and it is impossible to change it if you want to.

"Senior sister, what did you do after you arrived in Jinzhou...."Wei Changpan muttered, and then Yu Guang saw that a little cold light was coming, and hurriedly sealed the thick needle hidden weapon with a horizontal sword. At this moment, Wei Changpan and the female killer of the deer cutting platform shrank by another twenty paces, and they could see that when they turned around and shot the hidden weapon, they also had a childish aura and panic on their faces.

The killers who cut the deer platform, will there also be times of fear....

Wei Changpan threw his knife and shot.

This knife did not work, and it was the intimate inner armor that I didn't know what material it was that protected her life, but this powerful throwing knife also made the fleeing female killer of the deer cutting platform unstable, she was already running and rolled to the ground after staggering, and only then did she want to get up, but she felt the coldness at the back of her neck.

She heard the heavy gasps of the man behind her, and it was obvious that the other party had also exerted considerable physical strength in the previous pursuit, and now it might be a chance to turn defeat into victory.

Seeing that the person in front of him wanted to make a move, Wei Changpan did not use the knife, but pressed her back to the ground with a heavy knee blow that hit her vest, and the long knife was stuck to the back of her neck and said in a deep voice, "Don't do anything crooked, if you still want to move again, this knife will nail you to the ground, I am not a madman like you who cut the deer, but I will never show mercy to the madman a second time." ”