Chapter 45: The Death of the Lone Wolf Gang

Long Ba was speechless when asked this question, looking at the more than 10 million people in the entire Great Departure Country, the number of strong people who opened the entrance will definitely not exceed one hand, it can be seen that it is difficult to rush the entrance, and the vast majority of the ninth-layer masters are extremely poor in their lives, and they can't do it.

Old Uncle Li said with a smile: "The master of Longzhai doesn't need to be ashamed, not only you, but also Tianhua and Tianxin, the hope of opening the entrance in this life is almost nothing, as for the question you asked me, I might as well tell you that if I take blood jade, I only have a chance of breaking through at most." ”

Long Ba still didn't speak, but there was a hint of hesitation on his face.

Li Tianhua said again: "Lord Longzhai, as long as you give up two pieces of blood jade, my Li family is willing to give five thousand taels of gold, and all transactions between Nanshanzhai and my Li family in the future will be twenty percent lower." ”

Long Ba's body was shocked, and after a long time, he said in a deep voice: "In this case, those two blood jades will be given to Uncle Tai." ”

An hour later, on the mountain road, the three members of the Li family watched several men from Nanshanzhai leave, Li Tianhua said: "Hide the blood jade in two places in advance, and then let his subordinates deliver it in batches, and he refused to show up. ”

Old Uncle Li gently stroked the wooden box in his hand, and said: "Since this person is not in the set, we don't need to make any more effort, it's just a matter of spending a few more money, now that the blood jade is in hand, I will go back to meditate for half a month, and then I will start to retreat, family affairs, your two brothers have to worry a lot, as for the murderer of Deng'er, together with the lone wolf gang behind him, there is no need to exist, you two discuss it." ”

On a hill not far from here, Long Ba watched the three of them go down the mountain, wiped the sweat on his forehead, turned his head and said to a gorgeous woman standing next to him: "Sister, thanks to your idea for the eldest brother, otherwise I am afraid that I will not be able to escape this time." ”

Long Liying still looked into the distance and said: "Blood jade is a forbidden thing that the royal family has decreed that must be handed over, and the Li family dares to risk being detained by the Nine Clans, if you don't do this, big brother, that old monster of the Li family will definitely kill people and kill people." ”

Long Ba hesitated for a moment and asked, "If he breaks through, will he hold a grudge against me for my actions this time and take revenge on me?"

Long Liying's gaze suddenly became very deep, she turned sideways to face Long Ba, and said: "Big brother, the Queen Mother passed away yesterday, the frontline Beimeng soldiers are still in turmoil, and the royal forbidden objects have reappeared in the rivers and lakes, the world is already in chaos, the little sister dares to ask the eldest brother, do you have the heart to chase the world?"

Long Ba smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Little sister, I am a martial artist, although I have some ability, but how can I have the qualifications to compete in the world?"

Long Liying said: "Little sister is not to let the eldest brother fight for the ninety-five throne, as long as the eldest brother has this mind, the little sister is willing to help with all her might, plus the power of the eldest brother, it is not an illusory thing to be a prince and minister who has divided the territory in the future." ”

Not to mention how talented she is, just with this insight and courage to aspire to the world, she can be regarded as a heroine!

Long Ba was stunned by her, frowned and thought for a long time, but still shook his head and said: "I am the king of the mountain, and I am used to it, I am afraid that I will not be able to withstand the many constraints of officialdom." ”

Long Liying said: "The eldest brother has no intention of politics, and now that the troubled times are coming, he must consider retreating early, otherwise, he will be sandwiched between the overlords of all parties, and the future is worrying." ”

Long Baqi said: "Sister, are you so sure that the Li family's world is going to be stormy?"

Long Liying's expression was heavy, "Big brother, it has been more than 200 years since the Li family established its own dynasty, how many years does the founding ancestor have now? ”

Long Ba suddenly realized, thought about the preface, and said: "What you said is very reasonable, the wealth I have earned over the years is enough for several lifetimes of luxury, and after this birthday for my father, I will dismiss everyone, wash my hands in a golden basin, and stay away from those grievances." ”

Besides, after the three members of the Li family went back, Uncle Li naturally bathed in incense, calmed down, and prepared for a breakthrough in retreat wholeheartedly. Li Tianhua and Li Tianxin mobilized their family forces, gathered manpower, and prepared to attack Jiuli Mountain.

Five days later, dozens of large and small gangs in Yulin Mansion, mainly based on the Iron Fist Gate, united, gathered many masters, and attacked Jiuli Mountain without warning.

Faced with a powerful force dozens of times larger than himself, and the gang leader Mu Zijing was nowhere to be found at this time, the lone wolf gang, which had been in full swing recently, had almost no power to resist, and was baptized in blood, and few of the living escaped.

After this battle, the masters of the Lone Wolf Gang were lost, and those gangs that united were separated again, each of them went to capture the entrance of the Lone Wolf Gang that had been assigned in advance, and in a few days, the Lone Wolf Gang completely disappeared from the rivers and lakes.

The rise and fall of the Lone Wolf Gang is in response to a miscellaneous poem: the rivers and lakes are prosperous like a dream, everything is empty when you wake up from a dream, fate comes and goes, grievances and hatreds.

It's just that the Li family, who secretly promoted all this, didn't find the young man named Qianming, and even his master, Yao Laowei, didn't see a shadow.

In desperation, Li Tianhua had no choice but to issue a reward: a reward of 1,000 taels for killing a lone wolf gang Qianming, a reward of 3,000 taels for those who captured him, and a reward of 100 taels for those who provided news of the trip.

For a time, it was difficult to count the people who moved when they heard the wind, and Zhao Ziming was pushed to the cusp.

At this time, Zhao Ziming naturally didn't know anything about these things, he wanted to wait for the third uncle to recover, and then go to Nanshanzhai to take revenge, but in the afternoon of this day, when he gave the third uncle a needle, a sudden change occurred.

I only heard Zhao Wuchang suddenly scream, and spit out a mouthful of sticky black blood, and then his eyes, nose, and ears were bleeding one after another, so it was not terrifying, and then he fainted.

Zhao Ziming was shocked, stretched out his finger to probe the tip of Zhao Wuchang's nose, and found that he was already angry and dying.

I don't know what kind of poison Zhao Wuchang has in his body, and the antidote pill can't play a little role, so Zhao Ziming had to use a partial method to cut his wrists and bleed, and he was busy for most of the day, and finally hung Zhao Wuchang's breath.

Originally, after these days of recuperation, Zhao Wuchang's body has improved greatly, and it is no longer a problem to speak, but he can't walk on the ground, but now in the blink of an eye, it has deteriorated again, and the situation is a little worse than before.

Zhao Ziming looked at the third uncle's dark face, and he was so sad. He already knew that the poison in the third uncle was a special mixed poison, and the toxicity was not very strong, but except for the person who poisoned him, no matter how good your medical skills were, others would definitely not be able to match the antidote.

After this poison enters the human body, it will be latent for a period of time and then attack, once it occurs, if the antidote is not taken within an hour, it is the birth of Da Luo Jinxian, and it is difficult to save the poisoned person.

It can be said that Zhao Wuchang has now stepped in front of the ghost gate, and he is only one foot away from entering the underworld.

And there is no one else except Long Liying who has the motive and ability to poison, Zhao Ziming thought of this, and couldn't wait to put on his wings, immediately flew to Nanshanzhai, and took Long Liying's head back, so that the third uncle could take revenge before he died.

Zhao Ziming guessed correctly, after abolishing Zhao Wuchang's martial arts, although Long Liying was hindered by her husband's intercession, not only did she kill Zhao Wuchang, but also detoxified him.

But after thinking about it, this third brother who has always had a gap with her is really hateful, and keeping it will only bring trouble, so it is better to get rid of it. He gave him another kind of hidden poison, and let him die quietly soon after, and then she could not be blamed in any way.

At sunset, the unconscious Zhao Wuchang woke up and vomited a few mouthfuls of black blood, and the dark blue color on his face gradually faded and glowed red.

Zhao Ziming couldn't see that this was the return of the dying man, and he was extremely sad in his heart. Zhao Wuchang touched his head and said with a smile: "Ziming, everyone dies, the third uncle is already satisfied when he sees you now, you pick me up, take the weapon, and I will take you to the grave of the eldest brother and sister-in-law." ”

The tomb of Zhao Ziming's parents is on a hill behind Zhuangzi, the surrounding vegetation is sparse, and the two ordinary tombstones stand side by side on the ground, and the body of the monument has been beaten by wind and rain for many years, showing the color of blue and gray.

Zhao Wuchang asked Zhao Ziming to put him on the ground, looked at the tombstone in front of him, and said: "Eldest brother, sister-in-law, third brother promised you that you must raise Ziming as an adult, but I have not fulfilled many obligations over the years, fortunately, Ziming Ji people have their own natural appearance, and now they have grown into a good man of my Zhao family, and their martial arts are strong, and my Zhao family has successors. ”

After that, he said to Zhao Ziming: "Ziming, come and worship your parents." ”

Zhao Ziming slowly took two steps forward, knelt down, kowtowed three times, looked at the tomb of his parents, and said a thousand words in his heart, choked and couldn't speak, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

After a while, Zhao Wuchang said: "Ziming, give my eldest brother and sister-in-law a rehearsal of my Zhao family's mastery, from now on, the blood of my Zhao family will be tied to you!"

It turned out that during this period of healing, after Zhao Wuchang recovered his speech ability, he taught him the Zhao family's Zhenjia martial arts classic, the Zhao family's sword technique, and after a few days of study, he had achieved a small success.

Zhao Ziming got up as he said, took off the heavy knife on his back, unwrapped the cloth strip, and immediately practiced. The heavy knife is pitch black all over, the light is not obvious, and then when it dances to the urgent place, there is a low and lengthy whistling sound that rises continuously, which is breathtaking, and the end is very strange.

At this time, the sun is setting, and the sky is full of red clouds. The young man danced with a knife, his long body and handsome face, against the background of the hazy red light, adding to the extraordinary atmosphere.

Zhao Wuchang smiled at the corner of his mouth, looked quietly, and in a trance, he seemed to see the former eldest brother, and a look of remembrance appeared on his face.

The evening breeze blew his gray hair, and his breathing gradually weakened until it disappeared, but his face was covered with a serenity and satisfaction that he had never felt in more than ten years.