Her title of God of Wealth is not far and wide.

She first tasted the sweetness, and now she has come to the bitterness.

A group of people are entangled together, and the fight is inseparable.

If it continues, Nan Feng and the others will inevitably lose the upper hand.

Shang Sang cast his gaze at Yu Junze, how his kung fu was, Shang Sang knew best, but now he was leaning on the trunk of the tree without moving, not knowing what he was exploring.

And Rong Jinghao behind her is completely watching a play, if his tea set is placed in front of him, he can drink tea and watch the play as if no one is around.

"It is rumored that the power of Linglong Pavilion is all over the country, and now it seems that this is really the case, but I don't know that Linglong Pavilion is so depressed that it needs to rely on robbing houses to make a living." Yu Junze laughed, and his words were amazing.

Regarding the matter of Linglong Pavilion, Shang Sang had heard him mention it before, and he said that it was founded by the fourth prince of the dynasty and the fourth brother of Yujunze.

Not many people know about this, and Yu Junze is just one of them.

At first, it was used to find out information and buy murders for some dignitaries.

However, in Yu Junze's view, these are just appearances, and in fact, the fourth prince has been secretly cultivating power for himself.

If it is really the killer of Linglong Pavilion, Yu Junze will have an unexpected gain.

With the handle in hand, he will be eager to rush back quickly and embarrass the fourth prince.

When those masked people heard the words 'Linglong Pavilion', they really hesitated for a moment.

After exchanging glances a few times, he didn't intend to stop there, but instead had the intention of killing them all.

A scream overshadowed the sound of the sword clashing, and the gradually darkening sky was shrouded in blood-colored mist, and the strong bloody aura emitted made it difficult for people to breathe.

Seeing people fall one after another, fighting for their last breath, they insisted on cutting off a piece of flesh and blood from the enemy.

Such a scene, Rao is Shang Sang was also a little stunned when he saw it.

A muffled snort sounded beside her, and it was Zining who was kicked and landed at her feet.

She knew that Zi Ning must be paddling.

Shang Sang Meifeng twitched, so deliberately, it was not enough to think that the young master of his family was troublesome.

In the end, she turned her head and didn't look at Zining.

If it weren't for the surprise on Shang Sang's face, Yu Junze would never have made a move.

He drew his whip and smacked it a few times, and the thunderous momentum of the whip, like a black dragon stirring the storm, rushed into the pile of people, followed by a few sounds, and the group of masked people who couldn't dodge had fallen to the ground in twos and threes.

The thick-eyebrow man looked at Yu Junze in a daze, a trace of horror crept into his heart, and he vaguely remembered a sentence: The king of the Yuan Kingdom is magnificent, and the divine whip shook the nine heavens.

He probably guessed the identity of Yu Junze.

While I was surprised, I also wondered why he was here.

He gave a whistle, and the remaining masked men pulled away from the battle and moved closer to him.

"Want to escape?" Yu Junze laughed at their incompetence.

The masked man couldn't take much of it, and threw a brown pill the size of a soybean into his mouth, and then burrowed into the grass.

Yu Junze's murderous intent has risen, how can he allow them to escape from under his nose.

The long whip was thrown out, and the strong wind that raised it could blow the hair and break the hair.

The thick-eyebrow man didn't dare to step forward, turned around and arched his hand and said, "It's because we have eyes that don't know Mount Tai, and I ask Your Excellency to spare my dog's life, and I won't dare to do this again in the future." ”

"Linglong Pavilion will actually wag their tails and beg for mercy?" Yu Junze became more and more disdainful.

Seeing that he couldn't convince him, the thick-eyebrow man said, "We are just a rabble, we have never heard of Linglong Pavilion, and I don't know what your Excellency has to do with Linglong Pavilion. ”

After that, regardless of the power of the long whip, he rushed forward directly, wanting to open up a bloody path for the brothers behind him.

The whistling of the whip was like a thunderstorm and a fierce wind, and it struck them fiercely, and the cloth was torn apart and the flesh was opened.

Seeing that he couldn't resist it, the thick-eyebrow man took the lead in biting the pill in his mouth, intending to seal it with death and not leave the handle in the hands of others.

Yu Junze's eyes were quick, he threw out his leather whip, wrapped one of the masked people, and forcefully brought him to him, grabbed his jaw, and knocked him unconscious.

Seeing this, the rest of the masked people also bit through the pill one after another.

In an instant, a group of people fell one by one like severed stakes.

Nan Feng and the others looked at the scene in front of them in a daze, and they were a little embarrassed in their hearts.

They are the same chess pieces, but they have different positions.

If you encounter the same situation, it will also end the same way.

Shang Sang stood in the shadows, and an inexplicable admiration rose in his heart for this group of people.

"Remember that they are faithful to the Lord, and they are not willing to do it, give them a place to bury their bones." Shang Sang looked at Yu Junze.

He looked at the masked man who had fainted in front of him, without any doubt.

He commanded He Huan with his chin head, and then was about to take off the man's mask, when a silver needle flew out of nowhere, and when he was about to pierce the masked temple, Yu Junze pulled him, and the silver needle fell on his arm.

Nan Feng looked for movement, and it was already dark all around, only the leaves were rattling.

"Go and find out if the masked people are dead."

Yu Junze said the origin of the silver needle in one sentence.

Nan Feng thought, no wonder she didn't notice anything, it seems that there is no master ambush, but there are still people in this pile who are not dead.

Shang Sang had been resisting in his heart, wanting to leave this blood-filled place quickly.

She is disgusted with Yu Junze's rules of survival, and she has to fight to the death.

"Zi Ning will see how our people are doing, as long as there is still a breath left, we will take it back for treatment."

Looking at Nan Feng's busy figure, Shang Sang suddenly felt that there was no one beside him, thinking that Zi Ning was also a member of the Rong family, and her orders Zi Ning would not directly refuse even if she was unwilling.

Zining also has this intention.

A few miles further is the post station, Shang Sang originally wanted to go there to rest, thinking that he stayed here with Rong Jinghao last time, and if he went again this time, he might cause trouble.

"It's not far from Xijiao Village, so you can go to the village to borrow a night." Rong Jinghao reminded.

Nan Feng heard the movement, and it seemed that he had just thought of his duty.

"The slave and maid send the lady over."

Although she said this to Shang Sang, she looked at Yu Junze and had the intention of asking his opinion.

Shang Sang glanced at the two of them unceremoniously.

It's the same under her nose, and she doesn't know how to calculate her behind her back.

Yu Junze's whole mind was on the masked man, wanting to get more information from him.

He needed He Huan and Nan Feng's help at this moment, and it was inconvenient for the people next to him to be there, so he looked at Rong Jinghao.

"Can I ask Young Master Jing to take the county lord away?"

Although it was an inquiring tone, the look seemed to remind Rong Jinghao that he was an idler and needed to be self-aware.

Rong Jing smiled and arched his hand, "The grass people are willing to serve." ”

After Zi Ning also saluted Yu Junze, he prepared to leave with his master.