"The girl you're carrying is unconscious, and she's still holding a bag in her arms, what's it containing?"

Walking through the not very long mountain, No. 250 chatted casually.

When Li Shisan picked up her little girlfriend, she curled up like a shrimp, protecting a small cloth bag in her arms.

When I opened the bag slightly, I looked inside, and there seemed to be a spiritual artifact, a very old book, a medicine bottle, and two or three indoor jade ornaments that looked quite valuable.

You don't have to call her up, you can see exactly what these things are for.

Of course, it is impossible to keep it as a souvenir, but to sell it for money.

After listening to Li Shisan's description, No. 250 shook his head, "Heh, it's really a man who dies for money, as an ordinary person, he dares to touch the things of the sect..."

"With her guts, she definitely doesn't dare to touch it, it is estimated that she was called by Lin Xunzhen in the middle of the night to escape from the Silk Pavilion, knowing that something had happened, so she took it away."

"Knowing that there is a disaster, the first thought is not to bring some supplies, but to touch valuable goods... It is no longer possible to ask people to die for money, but it should be more direct to ask for money and not to die. ”

If the little girlfriend hadn't taken these things, but took advantage of the last time to add a suitable down jacket over her pajamas, she wouldn't have ended up so embarrassed now.

Go through the underground passage and return to the inside of the Wire Pavilion.

Gu Feng has already organized people to stabilize the entire sect, and by the way, he has killed some guys who are verbally disrespectful... It's not just words.

After killing the stab, Gu Feng looked like he was okay again, and said that he would get along with everyone and manage the Silk Pavilion well.

This kind of uncertain situation and absolute strength made the remaining Silk Pavilion disciples quite jealous, compared to the previous head who didn't care about their life or death, the vast majority of disciples were willing to continue to stay in the Silk Pavilion under Gu Feng's control.

The four people captured by No. 250 didn't have time to interrogate them for the time being, so they first used drugs to make them fall into a deep coma, and the spirit weapon sealed the spirit element to operate, and threw them in the corner of the warehouse, and then talked about it when they were free.

Count the belongings, confirm the strength of the remaining personnel, and eliminate potential dangers within the sect...

Gu Feng commanded the whole situation with his injuries, only drank some water halfway, and did not stop until the sun hung high in the sky, sitting at the table and gobbling it up.

Li Shisan had a good night's rest, and sure enough, the greater the power in his hands, the heavier the responsibility on his body.

Compared with Gu Feng's life pattern of spending a lot of effort to expand the power in his hands step by step, Li Shisan still likes to constantly improve his personal strength, meet all kinds of interesting friends, and live a salted fish and happy life.

"Brother Thirteen, thank you so much."

I can't count how many times Gu Feng has thanked him, and for him, the importance of eating the Silk Pavilion is far more exaggerated than Li Shisan imagined.

"Hurry up and take a shower after eating, and have a good rest, there is a smell of fishy and sweat on the ground of the vegetable market."

"Hahaha, yes, yes, with an injury, I've been busy for so long, and I'm a little unbearable..."

After gulping down the rest of the food on the table, Gu Feng still liked to wipe his body with a towel very cleanly, and the medical staff treated his wound again, and then he fell to the bed and let out a thunderous snoring sound.

Li 13 casually called a person who would enter the Silk Pavilion to digest the materials and inquire about the current situation.

In the battle last night, there were more than 400 dead in the Silk Pavilion, and about 100 of them were covered with messy wounds, caused by those crazy puppets in the back mountain.

After studying the puppet all his life, he finally died at the hands of the puppet, and the head of the Silk Pavilion was not it.

There were about 300 people left who were willing to submit to Gu Feng completely.

But... These people don't have too strong strength, the real combat power of the Silk Pavilion was lost in the last night, and there are only a handful of 5-star cultivators left, and the vast majority of them are peripheral disciples who are one or two stars or even miscellaneous.

They are willing to submit, the reason is very obvious, anyway, in the original Silk Pavilion, they are excluded and live in the most marginal position, whether the top level lives or dies, it is better to change to a manager with a little conscience.

Besides, it doesn't matter to them whether the management is changed or not, as long as they can continue to help me live, occasionally go down the mountain and act under the banner of Silk Pavilion, and show off in front of ordinary people.

So these people are easy to control, what is lacking is to cultivate loyalty over a long period of polishing.

"Mr. Li, don't look at the marginal disciples who don't have the strength, it's very useful to us."

"Oh?"

"There are many enterprises in Suhuai City, and it's too late to eat them completely, and they don't even know that there is a big turmoil in the sect, and it's best to let capable disciples of the Silk Pavilion deal with the follow-up work..."

"That's right."

The trouble is that these disciples usually don't have access to the upper echelons of the Silk Pavilion, and so far no one knows what is going on with the crazy puppets in the back mountain and the giant puppets used by the head of the Silk Pavilion.

Coupled with the fact that the entire back mountain was first burned and then trampled to pieces in the riot at the end of the giant puppet battle, it is not easy to dig deep into the secrets behind it.

The matter was handed over to Gu Feng to have a headache.

The reason why Li Shisan came to Suhuai City was actually very simple, and the Silk Pavilion might seriously affect his life in the future, so he would kill them in advance.

The goal has indeed been achieved, and the benefits from the game interface are considerable, and what is obtained in reality cannot be measured in detail.

Gu Feng is in the upper position, and the Silk Pavilion is completely included in the bag, so it can be said that Li Shisan can easily grab the available contacts when he walks around the cities around Suhuai City.

"How's that silly X girl I brought back?"

"I was sent directly to the hospital, and it is said that I just woke up in the afternoon and was in a state of a little trance."

The turmoil in the Silk Pavilion is really not suitable for the little girlfriends to participate, and sending it to Suhuai City Hospital is indeed the best choice.

"Where's Erwuzai who came with me?"

"That..."

The eldest brother beside him showed a somewhat embarrassed expression, "Mr. Li, that friend of yours spent a long time talking about two adjacent hotels, which were originally the property of Silk Pavilion, and now... It's hers. ”

Number 250 really doesn't remember its original purpose...

Originally, there was a silk pavilion behind the hotel, and it was not possible to "negotiate" casually, but now it is good, and the rest is also resting, and directly reaching out to dig up a piece of cake, and the location is quite good.

Asked a few words casually, and the follow-up mess had a headache when I heard it, and it was all handed over to Gu Feng to take care of, Li Shisan planned to return to Xiangqiu University and wait for the results, and there was no strategy for sending God Volcano in the game.

The driver drove Li Shisan to Suhuai City, "Mr. Li, go directly to Xiangqiu University, right?" ”

"No, turn a corner and go to the First Hospital of Suhuai City first."

"Okay."

I inquired about the ward number before, asked the nurse for the general direction, and successfully found the ward.

The little girlfriend has indeed regained consciousness, half-leaning on the propped up bed in a daze, covered with bandages in many places, and wrapped around her head several times, a bit of a mummy.

"Little girlfriend."

"Good sister?! How did you end up here! ”

"I don't want to know who picked you up from the ravine..."