The sun is shining, the sky is blue and cloudless, on the Baihua Mountain, which is about a mile away from Rongyang City, the thick autumn mood has hit, the mountains are all over the withered yellow, and there are countless fallen leaves between the mountains and forests, a cold wind blows, as if the whole mountain is shaking the tide of withered yellow.

On the top of this Baihua Mountain, there is a villa that looks particularly elegant and exquisite, from the outside, the whole body is white, even the bricks and tiles are painted white, it looks extraordinarily fresh, and even the people in the villa are all wearing plain white clothes.

With the various exotic flowers and plants still blooming between the courtyards, all of them are white, and at a glance, it looks like an unpolluted fairyland.

In such a clean mountain villa, there is a hundred flowers hall built by countless craftsmen and builders in Henan Province, the main hall is not very large, it is about the size of three ordinary houses, and the walls of all four places are covered by a kind of precious wood carving, and those carvings with strange lines are planted with all kinds of flowers and plants!

At this time, although it is late autumn, there are countless people in Baihuazhuang to take care of it, these flowers are still in full bloom, and the air is also filled with a strong fragrance, some fresh and pleasant feeling.

At this moment, in this Hall of Hundred Flowers, an old man with a thin body, a clear face, and white hair was sitting on the main seat of the hall, his eyes were solemn and awe-inspiring, staring at the people below.

This old man is the current owner of Baihuazhuang, Tong Guanshan!

After the news of the six doors of Dongchang reached Henan Province, this Tong Guanshan withdrew from the seclusion in the back mountain one after another, and began to take over the affairs in the villa again, and at this time, he was discussing with everyone about going to the Hanging Temple for help!

"Now, the six doors of Dongchang have come to Rongyang City, although they haven't made any moves, but this battle is already ready to fly, and the stone is broken!"

"This can't be delayed!"

Tong Guanshan exhaled slightly, the solemn color on his face became even richer, his eyes swept over everyone, and he said in a low voice,

"The old man has already discussed with the Seven Lives Palace, several masters of Changlong Village, tomorrow, we will go to the Hanging Temple together, meet the first Wuhui master, and discuss the matter of the East Factory this time!"

"This time, I'm afraid it will be delayed for a few days, in order to prevent the six doors of the Dongchang from suddenly attacking, you must be careful, starting tomorrow, all the disciples of Baihuazhuang, unless something major must be outside, the rest must return to the villa to garrison!"

"In addition, after I leave, the internal and external affairs of this Baihuazhuang will be maintained by Elder Xu and Elder Bai together with Tong Jue, and you must discuss anything well!"

"Understood?"

"Don't worry, the owner of the village, we will definitely protect the safety of Baihuazhuang!"

Tong Guanshan's voice fell, and in the crowd, two old men with the same white hair stood up and responded with their hands, and the voice was also full of solemnity and fierceness.

"Why didn't you come?"

Tong Guanshan glanced at the two old men, his brows suddenly furrowed, and his voice was a little more stern and angry.

At such an important meeting today, Tong Jue, as the young owner of Baihuazhuang who has managed Baihuazhuang for a long time, must have appeared, but he didn't see his shadow?

"What's going on?"

Seeing that no one responded, Tong Guanshan's face became gloomy, and there was a little more coldness and anger in his eyes.

"The owner, the young owner, he went down the mountain early in the morning, and he should have gone to check the accounts of our property under the mountain!"

After a moment of silence, a middle-aged man stood up and explained in a low voice,

"When the young owner left, you hadn't said anything about the matter, so the young owner ...... him."

"Enough!"

Before the middle-aged man's words fell, Tong Guanshan was already extremely angry, and slapped on top of those cases, and the huge power shook a few cases slightly, and he hated the way that iron does not become steel.

"Shit check the accounts, who of you here doesn't know, he must have gone to the private house under the mountain!"

"The owner of the village is angry, and the owner of the village is angry......"

The middle-aged man saw Tong Guanshan's angry appearance, his face also became a little nervous, and he hurriedly whispered comfort, but this Tong Guanshan was a little angry and couldn't bear it, he stared at the man coldly, and said angrily,

"How can I be angry?"

"Now at this juncture, Baihua Villa will be doomed if you are not careful, everyone is here to give advice and deal with it with all your might, but this loser secretly ran down the mountain to have a private meeting?"

"Still a Qinglou woman......"

"You go down the mountain now, go and bring that bastard back to me, and tell him that if I don't see him in Baihuazhuang before noon today, I'll break his leg!"

Tong Guanshan's tone was extremely gloomy, obviously really angry, and the middle-aged man didn't dare to say more, so he hurriedly arched his hand, and then quickly withdrew from the Hundred Flowers Palace.

"Go on!"

"Arrange things in the villa!"

Tong Guanshan watched the figure of the middle-aged man disappear, the look on his face weakened a little, he took a few deep breaths, suppressed his anger, this is to sit down and continue to discuss things!

However, the atmosphere in this Hundred Flowers Hall is still depressing, and even a little heavy.

Tong Guanshan had a good temper in the past, and rarely got so angry, and he already knew that Tong Jue's unreliable nature had never said anything on weekdays!

Today, he was furious, and he roared in front of so many people, obviously really angry!

People understand that it should be the matter of the six doors of Dongchang, which makes him jealous and a little nervous!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so out of shape!

......

Southeast of Rongyang City!

The bright sun poured down from the sky, the cool autumn breeze drifted through the streets, the city was full of peace and tranquility, plus this year was a good harvest year, and the imperial court reduced taxes, people can expect to have a good year, the faces of the people are also full of joy!

Looking through the crowd, along the street to a quiet alley, deep in the alley, there is a quiet house, the door of the house is closed, and you can see a tall plane tree standing proudly inside.

And because of the autumn mood, this plane tree has long been withered and yellow, and the fallen leaves have fallen all over the ground, which looks a little monotonous.

"Young master, I have heard that there are a lot of things in the rivers and lakes in recent days, and the six doors of the Dongchang are interested in dominating the rivers and lakes, and now they have all arrived in Rongyang City, and you also have a lot of troubles in Baihuazhuang, right?

Following this gentle and soft voice, I saw a slender woman in a pale yellow skirt, pinching the shoulders of a handsome man leaning on a wicker chair.

This man, between his eyebrows and that Tong Guanshan, is the young owner of Baihua Villa, Tong Jue!

And this woman was bought by Tong Jue from Wanhualou, and bought a private house for the latter, and raised it here, he likes this woman very much, and he will come down several times a month!

"Don't worry!

Tong Jue gently picked up a cup of tea, and his delicate and handsome face showed a strong sense of relaxation, and said with a smile,

"It's just a factory in the east, although it has some ability, but it can't be the opponent of the entire Henan Province!"

"What's more, there is also the Hanging Temple!"

"I won't tell you, father, they have already discussed with the elders of the Seven Lives Hall and Changlong Village, and they will soon visit the Hanging Temple, and when the time comes, there will be a Hanging Temple, and the entire Henan Dao Jianghu will join forces, and it will be no problem at all!"

"So, I don't need to worry about these things at all, I just need to enjoy them!"

After speaking, this Tong Jue looked at the woman playfully, looked up and down at the delicate figure, and his face also showed more appreciation.

"According to what the young master said, this East Factory is indeed not so terrible!"

The woman didn't know much about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, it was just hearsay, and when she heard Tong Jue's words, her charming face also showed a hint of relaxation, and then she got closer to Tong Jue.

"Young master, there are people outside asking to see you!"

At this time, a somewhat respectful voice came from the outer courtyard, Tong Jue frowned, straightened up, and the woman also got up from Tong Jue with some interest, and stood aside gently.

Then, an old man walked out of the arch of the courtyard and came to Tong Jue.

"Listen to that person, what kind of Spear Villa is there, I want to meet with the young master!"

"What Spear Villa? I've never heard of it!"

Tong Jue frowned slightly, a little impatient, Baihuazhuang is famous, there are always people who come to please Bajie, he is bored with these people, he doesn't want to see it at all, he snorted and waved his hand,

"Let him go, I don't have time!"

"Young master, let's go and meet it!"

However, at this time, the woman next to him suddenly spoke up and dissuaded,

"Now Baihuazhuang is the time to employ people, if you really come to take refuge, you can also bring it back to the villa for dispatch, big and small, you can add a force to Baihuazhuang, even if you are cannon fodder, it's not bad!"

"Okay, okay, I'll meet you!"

Tong Jue heard the woman's words, and felt that there was some truth, he got up with some interest, and walked towards the front yard with the woman and the old man.

There was a courtyard wall between the front yard and the back yard, and the three of them passed through the courtyard wall, and then saw a thin and tall man standing in the wide and quiet courtyard.

A black hair fluttered slightly, and a black-roded silver-tipped hook and sickle behind him was as motionless as a mountain!

He just stood in the middle of the courtyard, silent, his face cold, although his eyes were calm, but still gave people an indescribable sense of fierceness and domineering.

Even the woman who was snuggled up to Tong Jue couldn't help but take a few more looks!

This person is none other than Yan Chong, who came to kill the child!

"I'm the young owner of Baihuazhuang, Tong Jue, you just want to see me? Who are you? What's the matter?"

Tong Jue frowned and glanced at Yan Chong, a trace of disdain on his handsome face.

He hates this kind of self-righteous guy who makes a proud posture the most, obviously to be a dog for himself, but he still pretends to be a tall look?

He felt ridiculous when he looked at it, so he didn't care about it in this tone!

"My name is Yan Chong, Sharplance Villa, the eighteenth generation!"

"I came to find Young Master Tong today, I want to compete with you!"

"Teach the Hundred Flowers Marksmanship of the Hundred Flowers Villa!"

Yan Chong glanced up and down at Tong Jue, who looked so slender, and showed a trace of contempt on his lean face, and said coldly.

As he spoke, he also clenched the handle of the hook sickle, and then slowly lifted it up, aiming the silver head at Tong Jue!

A touch of killing intent, awe-inspiring!

"Ask for marksmanship, what are you kidding? Do you think Young Master Ben has nothing to do?"

"I don't have time to compete with you, nothing else, let's get out of here!"

Tong Jue looked at Yan Chong's appearance, the disgust on his handsome face was even stronger, he snorted softly, and prepared to go back to the backyard and ignore this guy anymore.

However, before he could turn around, he heard Yan Chong snort coldly,

"Young Master Tong, whether you have time or not, it's not up to you to have the final say! In today's competition, you have to fight, if you don't fight, you have to fight!"

"Hey, what do you mean? Are you still going to threaten Young Master Ben?"

Tong Jue listened to Yan Chong's provocative words, and his handsome face suddenly showed unconcealable disdain, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Yan Chong, and snorted coldly,

"I have never been so blatantly provoked by someone for many years?

"What qualifications do you have to talk to Young Master Ben like this?"

Yan Chong looked at Tong Jue who was so arrogant, the disdain on his face became more and more intense, he snorted softly, the hook and sickle in his hand shook out a spear flower, and then sneered,

"You'll soon find out my qualifications, I hope I don't freak you out!"

Crash!

The moment his cold snort fell, countless breaths suddenly came from all around the entire courtyard, and immediately after, there were nearly a hundred masters of the six doors who jumped into the courtyard from all directions.

The eyes of the crowd were cold, and they all drew their swords, surrounding the three of them in the center, and the blue and black official uniforms of one color looked even more awe-inspiring under the sun!

It seems that at this moment, the whole courtyard has become depressed, like a mountain pressing on the top!

"You are...... Is it the person from the six doors of the East Factory?"

Tong Jue looked at the people who suddenly appeared, and the arrogance and pride on his face suddenly disappeared, turning into horror, and there was a paleness that couldn't be concealed!

He couldn't even hold it anymore, and took two steps back in a panic, almost falling to the ground.

How could it be the East Factory?

And the old servant beside him, as well as the favorite concubine, were also frightened by this face, and shrank to the left and right of Tong Jue in horror, their bodies were trembling slightly, and they didn't dare to say a word.

I don't even dare to get out of the atmosphere!

"You guessed it right, we are the people of the six doors of the East Factory!"

Yan Chong had long expected that Tong Jue would behave like this, the disdain on his face was even stronger, he took two steps forward with his gun in his hand, and came to the frightened Tong Jue, and hummed,

"And Yan, it is the East Factory that was suppressed by the thousands of households!"

"That's my qualification!"

"Young Master Tong, now, can you accept my challenge?"

When the words fell, Yan Chong approached Tong Jue again, the awe-inspiring momentum, the oppressive latter's face turned even paler, and he even stammered a little when he spoke.

"East ...... Dongchang Thousand Households...... You...... Why do you have to compete with me...... We have no grievances...... I ......"

"No grievances, no revenge? Hmph! It seems that you don't know what your ancestor of Baihuazhuang, Tong Wusheng, did back then?"

Yan Chong stared at Tong Jue contemptuously, and the coldness on his face was even stronger,

"Back then, my Sharpgun Villa was also a century-old prestige in the rivers and lakes, but it was calculated by your grandfather Tong Wusheng, not only did people die and the village was destroyed, but even the century-old reputation was lost!"

"You say, are we innocent?"

"This ...... This...... How is this possible...... Ancestor, he never said......"

Tong Jue's head was a little unturned, he was trembling, his face was extremely pale, and he really didn't know what to say.

The old servant and the favored concubine were even more frightened and unstable on their feet, cold sweat oozed from their faces, and they retreated back vigorously.

However, he was forced back by the people of the six doors with a sword!

Their faces are even paler!

"Young Master Tong, don't talk nonsense!"

Yan Chong looked at Tong Jue's frightened state, the contempt on his face became even stronger, he snorted softly, and said,

"On this trip, Yan came here on purpose to recover the blood debt from your Tong family!"

"And today, it starts with your child!"

"I don't deceive you, the rules of the rivers and lakes, fight alone, if you win Yan, Yan can let you leave safely!"

"But ......"

At this point, after a pause, the cold murderous aura on Yan Chong's face became more and more intense, and he shook his hook and sickle and continued,

"If you lose, don't blame Yan for being ruthless!"

Rumble!

When these words fell, the momentum on Yan Chong's body rose even more like a dragon, and the hook and sickle with the silver tip and black handle also seemed to sense the evil spirit of the master, trembling slightly, and letting out a crisp dragon groan.