Late at night, the feast is over.

Almost all the people at the banquet were drunk, and some of them chose to leave if they were drunk and left alone, and they would be escorted by the servants of Hufu Villa. If the road is far away, you will choose to stay overnight in this Hufu Villa tonight, and then go back tomorrow.

The left hand of an officer and soldier who appeared to be drunk and paralyzed at the dinner table trembled violently. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he clearly felt that his internal strength and physical strength were rapidly draining!

He is the strength of the ninefold peak of the second realm, and it is impossible for him to be drunk like this by Lao Bai Fen who has a few jars mixed with water. The poison in that dish didn't seem to be fatal, but the people who cultivated to disperse their physical strength were almost like fish on the chopping board.

He worked hard to operate the internal strength of the government and resist the dissipation of internal force. Seeing that there was indeed no one around, he opened his left hand and swallowed the sticky mass with a sigh of relief.

I don't know how long it took.

A servant from Hufu Villa walked slowly.

"Officials, let's take you to the room to rest, it's cold outside. ”

But in his right hand he held a dagger.

The officer's pupils shrank sharply, because the honest smile on the servant's face was exactly the same as that of Wu Hunjiang.

It's like a stiff corpse.

The promenade in the back house of the villa.

Mo Haoqiong was full of wine and food, and walked back to the room just introduced by the servant step by step.

The corridor was gray, and a few lanterns shone weakly.

Zhao Qingqiu had been taken by Wu Hunjiang to the so-called chivalrous hall of Hufu Villa to talk to the bigwigs on the fourteenth chair about something, so he could only walk back to the room by himself when he was drunk.

The gait is reversed and wobbly.

A flying locust stone struck from in front of you!

Mo Haoqiong's footsteps staggered, his body tilted to the right, the hidden weapon flew past his ear, and he happened to dodge the blow.

"Whoosh!"

Three flying locust stones broke through the air wrapped in internal force, hitting the head, chest, and waist three places, and these three flying locust stones were three points faster than the previous one!

Mo Haoqiong's calf bent, and the whole person fell to the ground in embarrassment, but he happened to avoid the three hidden weapons.

Liang came with a low scolding voice of anger.

The white-robed Confucian jumped down from the beam, covering his face with a fan in his left hand. His eyes were small and sharp, and he was looking at Mo Haoqiong, who was lying motionless on the ground. He doesn't understand very well, a person who has no cultivation...... Even if there is really a cultivator, but if he is hit by Wu Hunjiang and is a red person in the dish, how can he avoid his killing many times.

He took Wu Hunjiang's antidote to keep his cultivation still there.

Bai Zhiwen was still very cautious, standing still, with a flick of his right hand, a flying locust stone sandwiched the internal force and quickly shot towards Mo Haoqiong's Heavenly Spirit Gai. If it was a coincidence that Mo Haoqiong repeatedly avoided his secret weapon, then it would definitely hit this time.

A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

A quarter of an hour later.

Mo Haoqiong comfortably covered the quilt, pinched off the burning candle, and seemed to be ready to sleep.

In the corridor outside the house, if someone looks carefully at the beam, you can find that there is a gray light on it.

Bai Zhiwen's corpse hung on it, his face was terrifying, and seven silver needles pierced his seven orifices.

The hall is brightly lit and burns incense.

A big guy sat on a sour branch wooden railing chair and talked softly. They had already sensed that something was wrong with their situation, but the servants in the Hall of Justice stepped back as soon as they entered, and no one could ask. And getting up, you can't do it.

The conversation grew quieter and quieter, close to silence.

After the silence of about half a cup of tea.

A mighty man kicked open the wooden door of the rice paper paste show, which was the Wu Hunjiang River.

The heart of a big guy sank to the bottom.

Wu Hunjiang held his head high, as if he looked at the big guys on both sides of nothing, and strode into the chair in the center of the front.

On the wall behind the chair hung a silver three-headed two-edged halberd, and then there was a plaque with eight large characters gilded on it.

God has eyes, and people's hearts are righteous.

But the big guy thinks these eight characters are extremely ironic.

Wu Hunjiang turned around and sat down heavily.

Clear your throat and open your mouth lightly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you know your own situation very well now. So stop struggling with that senselessness. ”

Zhao Qingqiu gritted his teeth, but he didn't have the slightest strength.

Wu Hunjiang reached into his underwear and took out a small celadon vase. He gently pinched the bottle with two fingers, and looked at it as if no one was around, but suddenly slammed it to the ground, and the red pill rolled out of the broken porcelain.

If you count carefully, there are only eleven pills.

But there were fourteen people on the chairs.

"This pill is the antidote. Due to the rarity of medicinal herbs, I only have these eleven in my hands at present. Therefore there will be three of you who will not have the antidote. ”

Wu Hunjiang's tone became colder and colder.

"And in the Tiger Lodge...... Do not raise waste people. ”

Wu Hunjiang tactically leaned back, quite a superior posture.

"The choice is yours. Those who were willing to follow me took this antidote. ”

A pill had just slipped and stopped under a big man with a tiger's back, and he bent down to pick up the vermilion pill, which was only the size of a soybean, pinched it with two fingers, and stopped in front of his eyes to observe left and right. He suddenly said, "Isn't Master Wu Zhuang afraid that I will regret it after taking the antidote to restore my cultivation?"

Wu Hunjiang chuckled, "This antidote will naturally not be a one-time time for you to fully recover." In the future, when I find medicinal materials, I will restore my cultivation little by little. ”

"Guys, haha, it's so intimate. The old woman in a chair smiled disdainfully.

Wu Hunjiang didn't seem to hear the old woman's ridicule, and asked the bigwigs to himself: "I wonder if everyone has heard of Jingxi Town?"

The big guys have different looks.

An extremely fat wealthy merchant frowned and said, "What did Master Wu Zhuang say, but Jingxi Town at the foot of Sword Valley Mountain?"

"Exactly. ”

"But it's just an ordinary place, everyone knows, what does Master Wu think?"

Wu Hunjiang swept at a glance and took in the looks of each guy.

"But that Jingxi Town, has never been invaded by thieves, and the recorded Red Head Gang once wanted to ransack that Jingxi Town, wanting to give Sword Valley a resounding slap in the face, but then the gang evaporated out of thin air for some reason. Even before natural disasters struck, like torrential rain and lightning strikes, Jingxi Town was still unscathed. Wu Hunjiang turned his eyes to look at a big man, "Boss Xiao, your rice warehouse was struck by lightning and burned and suffered a lot of losses, right?" ”

The old man surnamed Xiao nodded slightly.

"The westernmost house in Jingxi Town is more than a thousand feet away from Boss Xiao's rice warehouse, and with the power of thunder, there will be aftermath, and the wooden house is still standing, without any damage. There must be a problem with this Jingxi Town. ”

The tiger-backed man laughed and said: "Hey, I said Master Wu, you have heard too much of those storytellers, and they are all fake." If there are no thieves, then we have to praise those officers and soldiers who catch fast and the knights of Sword Valley on the side, and there are no natural disasters, so they have to be said to be lucky. Master Wu, don't keep messing with those unreal things. ”

Wu Hunjiang smiled and ignored the reckless man, "And now my idea, three days later, attack Jingxi Town, and turn the sky upside down, I will also find out the secret for me." ”

Nearly half of the bigwigs were speechless about Wu Hunjiang's unrealistic ideas.

A middle-aged man in brocade clothes rubbed the relics in his hand, and his eyes wandered, "What is the strategy of the owner of Wu Zhuang? According to the words of the owner of Wu Zhuang, the Jingxi town is mysterious and mysterious, and it is not said that it will be attacked." ”

Wu Hunjiang chuckled, "Everyone, let's take the antidote and go back to the room to rest first." It's embarrassing to say, I don't have a plan yet, let me think about it slowly. Since the amount of antidote is actually insufficient, those who choose not to take the antidote, I repeat it again.

In the Tiger Villa, there are no waste people. ”

The big guy was silent.

The tiger-backed man rubbed the pill for a long time, and when he heard this, he was about to put it in his mouth, but he stopped moving.

"What's the matter, Lu Darthead?" Wu Hun Jiang asked suspiciously.

"It's a festive color, I love it, I can't eat it so quickly. Lu Dart gently pinched the pill and slowly observed.

Wu Hunjiang held his breath in his heart and had nowhere to go.

"It seems that Master Wu Zhuang really wants Lu to take the pill?" said Lu Darthead as if he had no intention.

Wu Hunjiang chuckled again, "I just want you to cultivate and recover quickly......

"Then you still do so much things, drugged the food, and still want us to compete for pills?" Lu Daotou was amused by Wu Hunjiang's words.

Two fingers rubbed the pill gently, and it focused on fifteen pairs of eyes.

Lu Dart head laughed.

"I'm really sorry, Master Wu, I can't take this pill.

Because, Lu doesn't like to eat insects!"

Lu Dart's first two fingers were violently forced, the pill shattered, and the slag fell to the ground.

His two pinched a small, pitch-black, hideous Gu worm.

Wu Hun Jiang got up slowly, his face was dark, the pale blue violent internal force surged from his body, and the gale wind kept blowing from him as the center!

"Lu Darttou died of drunkenness in Hufu Villa, so how do you choose?"

The silence in the hall was terrifying.

"Boom. ”

A loud sound caught everyone's attention.

A blood-stained head was thrown into the night outside the broken gate, and a dead bug fell out of the left ear of the skull. The head looks like a hat, and it is a servant of Hufu Villa.

A golden red boot stepped into the hall.

The officers and soldiers were thin, but in the eyes of everyone, they were incomparably majestic. His internal strength converged on his hands, and the long brass knife he held in his right hand slowly unsheathed.

"Because the owner of Wu Zhuang openly and wantonly used fake wine, according to the seventh rule and the 61st law of the Kang Dynasty, this official can ...... you the owner of Wu Zhuang."

"Rectify the Fa on the spot!"