Under the heavy rain, the small streets along the river fell into dead silence.

All the disciples of Honghualou were stunned and looked at the black-robed boy standing with a gun on the bank of the river, their eyes full of shock and surprise.

Pedal Pedal –

In the middle of the water waves, Song Chi and Chen Yuanqing, the two masters, clasped the shoulders of Blood Bodhi with one hand and landed on the shore, looking at the night terror, their eyes were no longer facing the juniors, they were quite solemn.

Chen Yuanqing first inspected the complexion of the night terror, and did not see the injury, before looking at the blood Bodhi who was suppressed:

"He used people's money to eliminate disasters for others, and he didn't know the identity of his employer, so it was useless to keep it."

Night Terror Hall really wanted to ask the mastermind behind the scenes, and when he heard this, he didn't say much, and wanted to be killed with one shot.

But the blood Bodhi, who was suppressed, scolded urgently:

"Lao Tzu hasn't spoken yet, how do you know that I don't know?!"

Chen Yuanqing frowned and said: "You know the rules of the rivers and lakes, you are also an elder of the rivers and lakes, be decent, don't die like a wild dog." ”

Night Terror Hall raised its hand to signal the two hall masters not to worry, and asked:

"Who sent you?"

Blood Bodhi was pressed to his knees on the ground, gritted his teeth and said:

"A mysterious employer in the capital who calls himself 'Yan does not return'."

Yan does not return......

Night Terror Hall pondered slightly, and nodded slightly: "How do you connect?" ”

"Yan Bugui provided a hiding place, and the joints were all letters with secret numbers, and he only saw them once when he entered Beijing, and then he never showed up again."

Chen Yuanqing shook his head and said: "The rivers and lakes buy murderers, if you reveal your identity, you will be sold to the enemy when you turn your head." The person who dares to hire Blood Bodhi is by no means an ordinary man, and if he tracks it down through the clues he provides, he will only be ambushed. ”

Blood Bodhi looked at the Night Terror Hall, gritted his teeth and said:

"All the people present are old rivers and lakes, and the old man really doesn't know the identity of the employer, but there is a secret, and the night boy must be interested."

"Say."

"The green bandit took "Ming Long Tu" as a reward, and then asked the old man to go out of the mountain, as long as the night boy spared the old man's life, this secret technique, the old man can teach you."

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When everyone heard this, they were stunned.

Night Terror Hall was indeed aroused, wiped the rain from his face, stuck his spear on the ground, and half-crouched down in front of Blood Bodhi:

"Do you know how to sing the dragon diagram?"

"Yan Bugui, who hired me, taught the secret art to the old man, I have only practiced for two or three months, and there is no progress. However, I have seen how powerful Yan does not return, but he can walk leisurely with a thousand catties of boulders with one hand, and practice it is the rumored dragon elephant diagram of the 'turtle carrying the three mountains'......"

Although Blood Bodhi didn't learn the Dragon Elephant Diagram, he had indeed seen Yan Bugui's power, so his voice was calm and there was no weakness in his heart, and even Song Chi and the others felt that they were not cheating, and they hesitated a little in their hearts.

But......

Night Terror Hall was indescribable in his heart, and secretly complained:

If you want to live, you can pull one of the nine pictures at random, I have to hesitate, you say I have this one in my arms?

You were hired to take revenge by the Wingless Owl's ghost?

Night Terror Hall felt that the limit of this blood Bodhi had indeed arrived, and followed him to the helm of the Red Flower Building, looking for an excuse to find the things in his arms, and it was unlucky to this point, and the entire rivers and lakes might not be able to find the second one.

Boom –

The knife flashed.

Before the words of Blood Bodhi were finished, an old head fell into the rain.

Knock knock knock......

Song Chi and Chen Yuanqing looked at the head of the rolling away, slightly puzzled:

"Nephew Yexian won't listen anymore?"

Night Terror Hall put away the knife and returned it to its sheath, trying its best to suppress the inexplicable in his heart:

"I know King Jing of the Dynasty and have seen the dragon picture once. The Minglong picture is difficult to pass on by word of mouth, and you can only take the picture to understand it yourself, even if the green bandit has, it is impossible to give this picture to a small river. ”

"Oh......"

Song Chi and Chen Yuanqing suddenly hooked their hands slightly, signaling the disciples to come over and deal with the corpse.

Pei Xiangjun came over with a hat, wanting to send Night Terror Hall back to the building to see the injury. Night Terror Hall was just hit by a claw, although it did not break the defense, but Chen Ming's strength was not small, it was equivalent to smashing it on the chest through the soft armor, and it was estimated that there were a few black greens on the chest.

But the Night Terror Hall had no intention of leaving, looked at the silent disciples of the Red Flower Building, and found that it was Song Changqing who was watching from the top of the building:

"I'm fine, the elders will continue the meeting. Because of my personal affairs, the discussion with Brother Song was interrupted, and I ask for your forgiveness. Brother Song, let's continue to learn. ”

As he spoke, he picked up his spear and walked to the round building, preparing for a bloody battle with Song Changqing.

？！

All the hall masters of Honghua Mansion, including Pei Xiangjun, were all stumbling when they heard this.

Keep talking?

What are you talking about?!

I killed people without blinking an eye just now, and I smashed people, and there was not a whole corpse on the ground, how heavy it should be, who would dare to fight with you?!

Judging from the momentum of the shot, there is definitely a grandmaster's background, let Song Changqing, who is barely a first-class person, come up and fight alone, do you want to teach your son a lesson in public?

Song Changqing, who was standing at the back of the crowd, was originally shocked, but when he heard this, his expression turned into stiffness and embarrassment, and he looked at his father:

"Uh......"

Song Chi didn't expect Night Terror Hall to come to such a sentence, and wanted to say, "Yexian's nephew is injured, and I'll talk about it when this matter is injured", but this is really shameless, and I don't know how to speak for a while.

Fortunately, Chen Yuanqing, the third master, helped to solve the siege:

"What's the matter. Yexian's nephew's potential is enough to be qualified for the position of young master, if Second Brother Song has an opinion, I will talk to him, and I won't ask the landlord to speak. ”

The hall master, the incense master, and even countless disciples present all nodded like birds, and there was no objection to this:

"Yes, Changqing is powerful, but it's also normal, Yexian's nephew is completely ...... Hmmm......"

"Eight Kui's Assets."

"That's right, Bakui's capital!"

"The young master of the night is this age and this martial arts, you can't find a second one on the rivers and lakes, if he is not the young master, Honghualou is still worthy of this identity?"

"Yes, I haven't had such a good seedling in Honghualou for thirty years......"

"Alas, Yuanming was really not so fierce back then, I guess the old landlord could have this momentum when he was young......"

……

There was a lot of discussion in Honghualou.

Song Chi heard the words of the main incense lord of the hall, and his face gradually changed from complicated to helpless.

Song Chi really wants to be a big boss, after all, Pei Xiangjun can't support the façade of Honghualou at all. Now that Qinglong Hall has a successor, his potential is much greater than his fifty-year-old uncle, and all the hall masters have recognized it, and he can't find fault with it, what else can he say?

Song Chi thought about it and smiled with relief:

"Yexian's nephew's talent is unprecedented, and I'm afraid he is already a genuine grandmaster at present, not to mention being a young master, even if he is a landlord, I have no opinion."

Pei Xiang shook his head and said: "When I first entered the rivers and lakes, I can't even recognize the forces of the rivers and lakes. ”

Night Terror Hall was self-aware, and said with a smile: "The gun was held down just now, and it was already considered a loss, and it was able to backhand purely by natural divine power, I estimate that I have the background of a grandmaster, but without the martial arts attainments of a grandmaster, the word grandmaster can't afford it." ”

Song Chi and the others said no more, and bowed to Pei Xiangjun:

"The landlord took Yexian's nephew to see the injury, there was a lot of trouble in the building, but now it seems that there is nothing troublesome, I can deal with it myself."

The internal and external troubles of Honghualou can be summed up in one point - insufficient strength and worrying future.

The Night Terror Hall is a reassuring pill, and the hall masters have a bottom in their hearts, so naturally there are no messy objections.

Since Pei Xiangjun took the throne, it may be the first time that he has been so smooth, and he didn't say much at the moment, and left with a baby bump satisfied......