The next morning, the sun was shining. lā

The capital, the helmsman of the Killing Hall.

In the hall, the atmosphere was very rigorous, and no one made a sound.

On the main chair, Yongshenghou tapped his fingers on the table and tasted tea indifferently.

Beside him, Sima Yin was expressionless, standing with his hands behind his back.

Opposite, Nangong Huang sat on the auxiliary chair, with a smile on his face, and Chen Xingzhi stood behind him.

"Ahem, ahem... I never thought that the position of the first person would be so idle..."

After a long time, he put down the teacup in his hand and blinded Nangong Huang, and Yongsheng Hou coughed palely.

Early in the morning, as the new head, the Marquis of Yongsheng came to the Killing Hall to take office, but he sat in the hall and was very idle.

"Hahaha!Master Hou, since there is no official business in the Killing Hall, why don't you go back and rest?"

Hearing this, Nangong Huang hugged his fists and said with a smile.

But seeing that Yongshenghou's face was pale, he secretly smiled in his heart.

I knew that the Marquis of Yongsheng was seriously injured back then, and the imperial doctors of the Forbidden City concluded that he would not live more than forty!

I really hope in my heart that tomorrow the soul of the Marquis of Yongsheng will return to the sky!

"Hehe... It's also idle to go back to the house, so Ben Hou might as well stay here and accompany Lord Nangong..."

Blinded by Nangong Huang, Yongsheng Hou shook his head and smiled indifferently.

Yesterday, he returned to the new mansion in the capital, but his mind was delicate, and he immediately noticed that those family members and maids in the new mansion were all holy spies!

These spies are planted beside them, monitoring their every move!

Therefore, Yongsheng Hou did not want to go back.

"By the way, Lord Nangong, why haven't you seen the other two golden-clothed guards today?"

After laughing, blinding Chen Xingzhi behind Nangong Huang, Yongsheng Hou asked thoughtfully.

"Hahaha!Master Hou, something happened to the other Killing Hall rudders, and the lower officials sent the two of them out..."

Looking at each other, Nangong Huang hurriedly lied with a smile.

Now Mu Tong and Ming Chong should have rushed to the lockdown and are preparing to implement their own plan!

"Oh? I see..."

Hearing this, Yongsheng Hou raised his eyebrows and said.

"Report!"

Suddenly, just after chanting, a silver-clothed guard walked into the hall and saluted respectfully towards Yongsheng Hou and Nangong Huang.

"How... What's the matter?"

Leaning back in the main chair, Yongshenghou asked indifferently.

"Qi Qi two lords, this is an invitation from the six major factions..."

Hearing the inquiry, the silver-clothed guard stepped forward and handed the two invitations in his hand to the Marquis of Yongsheng.

"Invitations, let's go down..."

Seeing this, after taking the invitation, Yongshenghou waved his hand and motioned for the other party to step back.

Saluting respectfully again, the silver-clad guard exited the hall.

After the silver-clothed guard left, Yongshenghou opened the invitation card in his hand and read it with his eyes.

"Master Hou, what happened?"

A moment later, on the side chair, staring at Yongsheng Hou, Nangong Huang asked with a smile.

"Interesting... It's time to relieve boredom..."

Hearing that, Yongsheng Hou handed over the invitation card in his hand to Nangong Huang.

After receiving the invitation, his brows furrowed slightly, and Nangong Huang immediately read it.

But after reading it, Nangong Huang's face was very ugly!

These two invitations were sent by Kongtong! Invite Yongshenghou and Nangong Huang to participate in the martial arts conference!

This move was to secretly slap Nangong Huang in the face!

For a long time, Nangong Huang has colluded with the Ghost Hades King in an attempt to eliminate the six major factions and dominate the rivers and lakes!

Now that Nangong Huang has been suppressed by the Marquis of Yongsheng, he has no power in his hands, and it can be said that there is no threat to the six major factions!

Today, the six major factions sent invitations to invite Nangong Huang to participate in the martial arts conference, which is to promote the leader of the martial arts alliance and attack the Shura Hall in front of him!

"Lord Nangong, clean up, set off at noon and go to the lockdown city..."

On the main chair, seeing Nangong Huang's ugly expression, knowing the reason, the corners of Yongshenghou's mouth were lightly raised, as if he was smiling.

"It's... Master Hou, Xiaguan..."

Hearing this, Nangong Huang hugged his fists and immediately said that he was ready to refuse.

If you really go to participate in the martial arts conference, you will send it to the door and let the six major factions be humiliated!

"How... What Ben Hou said is not clear enough?"

It's just that before the words were finished, Yongsheng Hou blinded Nangong Huang and asked in a cold voice.

"Understood!

As soon as these words came out, Nangong Huang gritted his teeth, and immediately had no choice but to forbear and laugh.

"Okay! That's it, let's go at noon..."

Seeing this, Yongshenghou waved his hand and commanded with satisfaction.

Hehe... Nangong Huang, you can really bear it, it's really not simple!

"Yes! Go and pick out some silver-clad guards and go with us..."

Hugging his fists and turning his head to look at Chen Xingzhi, Nangong Huang immediately ordered.

Hearing the master's order, Chen Xingzhi nodded with a smile on his face, and then paced out of the hall.

"Hehe, participate in the martial arts conference... Ben Hou has never been able to bear the loneliness..."

Seeing Chen Xingzhi leaving, Yongshenghou stood up and smiled indifferently.

After laughing, with a wave of his sleeves, Yongshenghou also paced away.

Behind him, seeing Hou Ye leaving, Sima Yin followed behind.

In the hall, looking at the back of Yongsheng Hou in the distance, Nangong Huang's face froze with a smile on his face, and his brows were deeply locked.

Now Mu Tong and Ming Chong went to Haoyi Villa to bury gunpowder, and they had to go to the martial arts conference.

Now whether to wipe out the six major factions is the only way to go to Haoyi Villa.

...............

At noon, the scorching sun is in the sky and the fire and wind are blowing.

From time to time, there was a squeaky sound from the big tree.

A group of people looked vigilant and stood outside the gate of Haoyi Villa.

The leader was an old man dressed in a Taoist robe with a long white beard.

Beside him, there was also an old man, but this old man was much younger.

"Alas... The years go by, and fame and fortune are empty..."

Looking up at the dusty plaque of Haoyi Villa, the old man in the Taoist robe sighed.

"Loyalty, now in Haoyi Villa... But is there anyone else?"

sighed, turned his head to look at the old man beside him, and the old man in the Taoist robe asked in a loud voice.

This old man in a Taoist robe is none other than Song Yanming, one of the six great masters of the Kongtong faction!

And the old man beside him is his apprentice, the head of the Kongtong faction, Qi Zhongyi!

Behind the two of them, there were naturally more than ten disciples of the Kongtong faction.

"Master, Feng'er should still be in the villa now..."

With a look of regret in his eyes, Qi Zhongyi replied softly.

On the same day, at the helm of the Jincheng Beggars Gang, Brother Zhong once said that he met Feng'er in the closed city, and now Feng'er is in Haoyi Villa.

Hearing this, Song Yanming nodded, then looked at the Kongtong Sect disciple behind him and waved his big hand.

"Boom... Boom..."

Seeing this, a disciple of the Kongtong Sect immediately stepped forward and knocked on the closed door of Haoyi Villa.

But after a long wait, no one came to open the door.

"Weird... Could it be that Feng'er is not here?"

Seeing that no one cared about knocking on the door, Qi Zhongyi frowned lightly and was puzzled.

"Shu Yu, let's see if we can open this door..."

After doubting, looking at the disciple, Qi Zhongyi said slowly.

Hearing what the head of the sect said, the Kongtong sect disciple stretched out his big hand and gently pushed the door.

"Squeak..."

Suddenly, the closed door was not closed, but was pushed open!

...............