There are seven people who come, there are those who are dressed in strange clothes, there are those who have white bones and fairy wind, there are those who have clear faces and strange heads, there are those who are charming and seductive, and there are also those with gloomy faces. Anyway, in a word, it's not a good character.

"The master of the door, the master of the door, the master of the Yang door...... Tsk, I'm afraid you're coming to my Kinmen Fang to buy something, right? Hey, this battle is a bit big. My two disciples who guarded the door didn't know how to offend a few people, such a heavy hand, it was directly abolished, don't you have something to say?"

Xue Wushu didn't know these people, but it didn't prevent him from watching the play. He lit a cigarette with a smile, crossed his arms, and didn't say a word.

Xue Wushu didn't speak, it didn't mean that his sense of existence disappeared, on the contrary, it only increased the pressure on Mu Renqing who was standing in the middle: the gold-lettered signboard of the dignified Golden Gate Fang, relying on credibility and stability to do business for all monks. Now that he was beaten on the door, he was still bullied in front of this "senior in the upper realm", and he saw blood without saying a word. If there is no explanation for this, how can this make the money gang hold its head up in front of the seniors?

As soon as Mu Renqing's words fell, the old man with a white beard among the seven people who came opened his mouth, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were extremely sharp and shining.

"Gang Master Mu, your two gatekeepers actually spoke disrespectfully to the old man and the others, it's just a small punishment, Gang Master Mu won't mind, right?"

Mu Renqing laughed: "Mind? Of course, I mind! The people of my money gang can't take care of it anymore." This account has to be settled. ”

"Settle accounts? Hehe, yes, we are also here to settle accounts with the Mu Gang Master. Twelve Iron Castles, Wutou Mountain, Haikun Gate, ......" The old man read twelve names in one breath. After reading it, he paused, looked at Mu Renqing and said, "Twelve sects, sixty or seventy thousand lives, did the Mu Gang Leader forget this account so quickly?"

Pity my brother Li, who has worked hard for hundreds of years before and after your money gang, without merit and hard work, and finally because of the evil things that oppose your extermination, he was brutally murdered. Mu Renqing, have you forgotten this account?"

Mu Renqing's face never changed a bit, and he couldn't tell whether he was angry or not, but in Xue Wushu's eyes, this person's soul body fluctuated extremely violently, which was clearly a manifestation of anger to the extreme. But this city is not bad.

"Ling Shanfeng, does this mean that you want to help those poor worms take revenge? You Ling old fox have such a good heart? Hahaha, you really laugh at me!" After speaking, Mu Renqing really laughed for a moment, and laughed, but stared at Ling Shanfeng, who had white hair, and said: "I have said so much nonsense, and every sentence is to the point." It's okay to fool fools about the things of heaven, don't come to me and shout.

Hey, I want to say that feng shui takes turns, and today I can catch it with my money gang, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch it then. ”

"Ling Sect Master, what do you have to say to him? Mu Renqing has done a lot of evil, and his crime should be punished!" The one who spoke was a guy with a short body, a big head and small feet, and a colorful body, with a face that looked only eleven or twelve years old, but with gray hair, fierce eyes, and a harsh and ugly voice.

"Oh, the master of the gate, the master of the sect is a model of cultivation, a righteous person, this time he pulled down his son and came to Jinmenfang with us is already very wronged. If you want to fight and kill, you can't wait for someone to order the master of the door to finish speaking? Besides, haven't you heard? People have ordered the master of the door, but they are not here to cause trouble, but to avenge their best friends and those innocent dead people and seek justice. ”

"Stinky woman, get out of the way, don't talk to Lao Tzu, beware of making Lao Tzu so disgusting that he vomits on you!"

"Dead dwarf, you're looking for death, aren't you?"

......

Xue Wusuan was so happy that he almost laughed. He could see it. These seven people are indeed here to find trouble with the money gang, but the purpose is not what the old man surnamed Ling said. In fact, Xue Wusuan also felt that this excuse of "eliminating harm for the people" was quite ridiculous. Everyone is a monk, which one has clean hands? Which dwarf said it well, why is Fei talking so much? This is similar to Xue Wusuan's character. It's just that the dwarf is indeed too ugly, so ugly that it is a little abstract.

Moreover, these seven are not the same heart, there are four of them who speak, and they seem to be abusing each other, but the subtle exchange of those eyes can't escape Xue Wushu's eyes, these four, the old man, the short man, the big-breasted wind and dust girl, and a tall and black thin man, these four people are in a circle, and they are basically testing the other three, and at the same time, they are also releasing a signal to Mu Renqing that "this group of people is a plate of loose sand".

Hey, the contest actually starts as soon as these people walk through the door. These calculations in the mind can be said to be calculating others and themselves, and they are also yin enough.

Now let's see if Mu Renqing has found out, if he really underestimates these seven people whose cultivation is not as good as him, and who are extremely scattered, then the result is not easy to say.

"I'm not here to buy anything, and I'm not here to help avenge the scum. Lord Mumen, we are also old acquaintances, although friends are not counted, but there is no injustice in the past and no enmity in the near future, I will ask you one thing when I come here, you promise, I will turn around and leave immediately. How?"

It was a middle-aged man who had not made a sound all this time, facing the ordinary, and his clothes were the same, but the momentum on his body was the strongest among the seven people present, and he was carrying a big sword behind his back, the hilt of the sword alone was a foot long, and the tip of the sword hung almost obliquely to the ground.

"Zhang Mo, the first person to practice loose cultivation, we know each other, but we really can't talk about friends. My Golden Gate Workshop has opened a lot of convenient doors for those fellow cultivators, but I didn't expect Your Excellency to come here today. ”

"We're the same, it's all for one thing, you agreed, today the three of us will turn around and leave, and in the future, if you want to retaliate against us, it's another matter. How?"

As soon as the middle-aged man spoke, the remaining two looked at each other, and then stood up, and then spoke. At this time, the scene suddenly became clear.

I'm not here to kill anyone. At least that's not the main purpose of the three people who came out to speak later. Of course, after killing Mu Renqing and destroying the Money Gang, the three of them calculated that they would not have the ability to get it in the end, but the four people in front of them didn't think so.

So the question is, what is the ultimate purpose of these people here?

Mu Renqing had a straight face, and he could see which one he was, and he asked in a tone that was not so stinging: "Three of you, please speak up, come to my Jinmenfang, find me Mu Renqing is like this, what is the matter?" Now, let's talk about it after the current level.

On fighting, on killing, when the extreme realm of people reaches Mu Renqing, who is about to cross the catastrophe, it is true. But when the seven of them went together, he didn't have much certainty, and he was even very worried that once he was at full strength, his cultivation would be difficult to suppress himself, and he would hook the heavenly realm in advance, and that would be a mortal situation, and he was not ready to cross the catastrophe now.

"Where did that black-red fruit, which can escort the catastrophe, come from? You name it, and we'll turn around and leave. ”