"Daddy, his internal organs are already necrotic! Poison! There are many methods that can make people necrotic of their internal organs. But he ,... this way" Cheng Qichuan pinched his chin, looked at his hollow inner body and said: "If it can be bad like this, it can only be done by Xiaoyaosan, according to legend, the person who created this poison is a figure in the same period as Wu Jun." This poison needs to be made of a mandala unique to the forbidden land of Longtan, one or two to ten thousand dollars! Cheng Qichuan shook his head and said, "It's really a big fuss to get this poison!" Now this thing is only available in Liulitang! ”

"Liulitang?" Cheng Suhe frowned, turned to look south, and said with his hands behind his back: "Liulitang's group of yin tricks." Scold! I have to find a day to go to Yantai Mountain to sit. ”

Liulitang, a well-known sect in the southeast. The members of the sect only use secret weapons and Gu poison, and the methods are unbelievably despicable, so they are often discussed by people from all walks of life in private.

"I'm not in a hurry, Ah Chuan, you hurry up and call your uncles over."

Cheng Qichuan nodded and left. A moment later, Cheng Qichuan took three men to the woods. They are tall and thin, they are the sword saint Huanglong, the Wen saint Cangzhu and the spear saint Mo Zhanqiu among the four saints of Qingcheng, and the remaining sword saint is Cheng Suhe himself.

Huang Long is five big and three thick, with a full beard, nine feet tall, the tallest of the four saints, a full beard, one arm is thicker than Cheng Qichuan's thigh, fortunately, the thick eyebrows and big eyes of the facial features are quite tough, otherwise, Cheng Qichuan will be scared to his legs when he sees him; Mo Zhanqiu, whose real name is Mo Ji, is known as Zhanqiu. He was about the same height as Huang Long, but not a few points shorter, but his body was lean. His facial features are erect, and his overlord eyes are very domineering, coupled with the long beard on his chin, he looks even more powerful; No one knew what Wen Sheng Cangzhu's name was, not even himself. He was wearing a plain shirt and was playing with his Fusu fan in his hand. is Cheng Qichuan's teacher, and he loves to drink and write poems on weekdays.

At this time, Cangzhu unfolded the Fusu fan, fanned the wind to the side, and said with some disgust: "Suhe, what's the matter with calling the three of us?" Then he put away the fan and pointed to the two people hanging from the tree and said, "How could the people of Qianlong Hall hang themselves here?" Still tortured like this? Then Cheng Suhe told the story.

Before Cangzhu could speak, Huang Long clenched his fists and said in a rough voice, "Abominable Qianlong Hall! Twenty years ago, he ascended to the fourth throne in the rivers and lakes, and he was arrogant and domineering, wantonly bullying all sects. Now it's time to point the finger at our Qingcheng faction! ”

"Huang Long, I can't make up my mind yet, what if they didn't do it?" Cheng Suhe stepped forward and patted Huang Long on the shoulder and said.

"Now Qianlong Hall dares to hang the two dead people at the gate of our Qingcheng faction, and next time they dare to hit our Qingcheng Mountain!" Huang Long's angry eyes widened, and he pointed at the two dead men and said fiercely: "It's not me talking about you, you are the current head of our Qingcheng faction and the eleventh generation heir!" If you don't take the lead in resisting, forget it, you still kill your own prestige! ”

"It's not that I killed myself, Lord Daojun said ......" Before Cheng Suhe could finish speaking, Huang Long interrupted: "Lord Daojun, Lord Daojun, you have been talking about Lord Daojun all day long." Twenty years ago, Lord Daojun ordered the Qingcheng faction to send the children of later generations not to participate in the battle of the rivers and lakes for a hundred years, with the purpose of not competing with the world and pursuing the way of immortality. But what does Qianlong Hall do with us? He treats us as soft persimmons, and he can pinch them whenever he wants! ”

Cheng Suhe was scolded for a while, and he didn't know what to do. At this time, Mo Zhanqiu, who had been silent beside him, suddenly scolded: "Have you made enough trouble?" Now is the time to discuss countermeasures, not the time to rebel! Mo Zhanqiu stared at the two of them with a pair of overlord eyes, and his black hair was windless and automatic, looking majestic. Huang Long, who was still shouting, was speechless by this sentence.

"What should we do now? Let's discuss! Mo Zhanqiu still opened his overlord eyes and said sternly.

Cangzhu unfolded the Fusu fan, fanned the wind and said: "This matter is important, first bring these two to Dao Jun Peak, and report to Lord Jun!" After saying that, he turned and left, fanning his fan as he went.

Cheng Qichuan followed behind him, pulled his clothes and asked curiously, "Sir, what is Qianlong Hall?" What happened twenty years ago? The old man on Daojun Peak is Lord Daojun? I often look at him, why never let me get closer? ”

Cangzhu was a little impatient, shook his fan and said, "Don't care so much about children. Michi-san, you'll soon get to know you! ”