Nervous, silent, panicked.

No one knew what the crane was here for.

The only thing they know is that as soon as the poem of the white crane is completed, there will be people who will die here when the wind is full of buildings.

Who can alarm the arrival of the "second killer" Bai He.

Could it be him?

Some people's eyes couldn't help but look towards the second floor.

Zhang Yunshen's face was a little pale, but the corners of his mouth still had that smirk.

But his iron-blue face soon became indifferent.

After so many years in business, he has always been good at observing words and feelings, and soon knew that the target of Bai He's visit this time was not him.

The arrogant white crane seems to have a look of staring in all directions, but in fact, there is only one person in his eyes.

A burly man stood up, and he held a broad broadsword in his hand, and slammed it to the ground, and he raised his beard like a halberd, and his eyes were like brass bells, and he whispered:

"Hustle and bustle, how can this windy building be a place where you can come?

The arrogant white crane didn't answer, picked up the Wu hook in his hand, and walked straight to a vacant seat.

He sat down cross-legged, put the bloody Wu Hook on the low table, picked up the teapot on the table, and poured a cup of tea.

The tea was cold, but the white crane seemed to be relishing when he drank it, and after smacking a few sips, he put the tea down.

He laughed, and the eerie laughter echoed through the windy building.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and one of his hands flicked the Wu hook on the table, and he glanced at the strong man with a calm face:

"What does it have to do with me if others blame me? ”

The bearded man lifted the broadsword in his hand, and the spiritual power around his body exploded, and his body was covered with a layer of frost.

Behind him, a dragon slowly rose, shaking its giant wings, and layers of ice slag fell from the sky.

As soon as the big knife was raised, it pointed straight at the white crane, and his eyebrows were angry.

The white crane pinched a peanut on the table and carefully looked at the red-skinned peanut:

"The Rong family's Rong self-release, I haven't seen you for a few years, and I finally resonate with the Dragon Divine Monarch. ”

The Rong family's glory is self-contained?

Some people have already looked at this bearded man, this person is the eldest son of the Rong family, Rong Zifang, who is born with divine power?

The Rong family is famous for a big knife.

It is rumored that the ancestor of the Rong family was armed with a large knife and once beheaded a demon sect general.

The inheritance of the Dharma and the deep family background are naturally self-evident.

Rong Zifang naturally has the confidence to face the white crane.

When he heard what the white crane said, he couldn't help but turn pale, and the silver-white dragon behind him rushed towards the white crane.

The dragon rolled up the white frost, and Rong Zilet go of the big knife in his hand and was wrapped in the frost, rushing towards the white crane who was about to fill the peanut in his mouth.

A thin line crossed the air, and this thin line popped out from the fingers of the white crane, quickly condensing a ribbon of ice in the air.

"Poof......

There was a dull and crisp sound, and I saw that this ice belt had already penetrated Rong Zifang's body!

The dragon dissipated, Rong Zifang looked at his pierced lower abdomen in disbelief, and as soon as the tiger's mouth was loosened, the big knife in his hand couldn't help but fall to the ground.

One move, just one move! This arrogant white crane pierced the Rong family, a very important prince, and pierced him through things......

It turned out to be a peanut?!

The arrogant white crane was still sitting leisurely behind the low table, but behind him there was the appearance of the Dragon Divine Monarch.

The Dragon Divine Monarch behind him was not as tall as Rong Zifang, or even the size of his head.

But this dragon is like a lifelike painting, with fangs, whiskers, claws, bones, and every detail is exquisite.

Bai Crane clapped his hands, put his hands on his knees, and stood up from behind the table.

"Although the Tang family begged me to kill you with a lot of money, I didn't come to kill you today. ”

The arrogant white crane walked forward slowly, looked at Rong Zifang, who was covering his wounds, and then smiled, and said word by word:

"Your life is not worth my death. ”

The white crane stood up straight, looked around, looked at everyone and said:

"Liang Huanyu, the second son of the Liang family, Zhao Fucheng of the Zhao family in Jinei, Xiao Lingbo of Lei Lingtang outside the wilderness, ......"

In the end, Bai He's gaze stopped at Zhang Yunshen on the second floor, and looking at Zhang Yunshen's face full of smirks, he couldn't help laughing:

"Yo, even the third elder of the Zhang family, Zhang Yunshen, is here. ”

Then the white crane bowed to everyone and laughed:

"I'm bothering you, but unfortunately, I'm not here to kill you today. ”

The corners of Zhang Yunshen's mouth were raised, he squinted his eyes at the person downstairs, and glanced at the Sinan girl behind the peach-colored tulle as far as he could see.

He picked up the bowl, took a sip of tea, looked at the white crane downstairs, and laughed loudly:

"Brother Baihe, I haven't seen you for a few months, and my exercises have improved a lot!"

The arrogant white crane seemed to inadvertently glance at the zombie man behind Zhang Yunshen, only to see that the zombie man was still holding the Wu hook in his hand, and his face did not change.

It's just that he was holding Wu Hook's hand, and now there was a little trembling.

"That's natural, there is no Zhang family who is so pampered, but the exercises are improving very quickly. ”

Zhang Yunshen slowly put the bowl on the table, stretched out a finger, dipped the tea in the bowl, and began to draw on the table again.

"Tell me, how much does it cost? I'll buy her life. ”

After Zhang Yunshen's eyes looked at the peach-colored light veil, everyone followed his gaze.

When they found out that Zhang Yunshen's gaze actually fell on Miss Sinan, their expressions couldn't help but be shocked.

This arrogant white crane, today is actually going to take the life of Miss Sinan?

Bai He lowered his head with a smile and shook his head:

"Master Zhang, aren't you embarrassing me?"

"Five million coins. ”

Listening to Zhang Yunshen's very peaceful words, Bai He's brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

He raised his head and looked at Zhang Yunshen upstairs, and couldn't help but smile:

"You can't buy her life, and you can't afford to offend the person who buys her life. ”

There was an uproar in the hall.

Although this Zhang Yunshen is only the third child of the Zhang family, he is now the real person in charge of the Zhang family.

This arrogant white crane actually said that someone would be someone Zhang Yunshen couldn't afford to offend.

Could it be the Inner Court of Kinai?

But what does the inner court of Jinai do, buy the life of Miss Sinan.

If they really want a person's life, how can they spend money to invite the white crane to come?

Zhang Yunshen smiled, stretched out his hand, and smeared the water stains on the table.

The white crane smiled apologetically, picked up the Wu hook in his hand, and looked towards the peach-colored light yarn.

The person behind the light veil did not move, and I saw that she was holding her chin, looking at everything that was happening in front of her through the light veil with great interest.

The white crane moved.

The dragon behind him was even more refined, and just when everyone was amazed that the arrogant white crane could resonate with the dragon god monarch so much, a god statue appeared behind him.

This idol wears a veil on its head, and its eyes are full of majesty, and it looks like it looks at all beings.

Everyone was stunned, they didn't expect that the arrogant white crane would be able to resonate with the Zhifu Divine Monarch at the same time, and transform into the Zhifu Divine Monarch!

The Wu hook in his hand was raised slightly upwards and pointed at the Sinan girl behind the light veil.

With the strength of his feet, the bluestone on the ground was instantly stepped into powder, and his body was like a phantom, rushing towards the peach-colored light yarn.

Zhang Yunshen frowned, he beckoned behind him, and said softly:

"Stop him. ”