It was late at night, but the meeting hall of the Black Tiger Gang Helmsman was still brightly lit.

"Gang Master, it's not good, we were robbed by the people of the White Lotus Gang, Hall Master Lin has already killed the Deputy Hall Master Jiang who escorted the high-grade spirit stones, I'm afraid, I'm afraid it ......" As he spoke, the kneeling people on the ground were already choked up, unable to speak, obviously sad to the extreme.

The man who knelt on the ground was ragged, scarred, and covered in blood.

"I'm afraid of what!" The middle-aged man sitting on the high seat directly smashed the bar in front of him with one palm, "What about the spirit stone?"

"They were all robbed by the White Lotus Gang!" the kneeling man on the ground choked up emotionally.

When the gang leader heard this, he stood up suddenly, and roared coldly: "Bold!"

The person kneeling on the ground didn't know if the Liu gang leader was saying that he was bold, and he couldn't help but feel a little weak, and he was scared into a cold sweat, and the sweat soaked into the wound, so that he couldn't help but grin.

The kneeling person was Jiang Jiong, and after poisoning Lin Quanyi, he and his comrades killed all the people who usually had a good relationship with Lin Quanyi.

He endured the pain and stabbed himself more than a dozen times, and then he came to see their helper with a panicked look, Liu Dawei.

Seeing that the gang leader got up, the elders, deputy gang leaders, and hall masters sitting on both sides also stood up with "the same hatred".

Immediately, a man with a meaty face came out and said: "Gang leader, this White Lotus Gang is treacherous, and in order to snatch the spirit stone, he actually killed our Black Tiger Gang! We should give them the color immediately, I am willing to act as a striker and kill them without leaving a chicken and dog!"

"No!" a white-haired old man arched his hand towards Liu Dawei before the man's words fell, "Now, the situation is not clear, we must not act rashly, lest we fall for the villain's tricks!

As he spoke, he glanced at Jiang Jiong, who was still kneeling on the ground, and said with a blazing gaze: "Why are you sure that this is the hand of the White Lotus Gang?"

"The little one accidentally picked this up!" said Jiang Jiong, holding the things that had been prepared long ago on top of his head.

Everyone looked over and saw that he had a knife and a waist card in his hand, which were indeed the precious private belongings of the White Lotus Gang.

The white-haired old man frowned, and said thoughtfully: "Let me ask you again, why didn't the people of the White Lotus Gang kill you, how did you escape?"

Suddenly, everyone's eyes focused on Jiang Jiong's body, and Jiang Jiong's face couldn't help but turn a little whiter.

"It was the subordinates who came back from the mission and happened to pass by, which scared the group of evil bandits away!" As he spoke, a bald man walked in outside the door, and after the bald head came in, he arched his hand towards the gang leader and the white-haired old man, and stretched out his hand to wipe a shiny bald head.

This bald head is none other than Jiang Jiong's cousin, Zhong Ziyong. Killing Lin Quanyi and his gang was still his determination to help Jiang Jiong, and he also helped plan many details.

It turned out that when Zhong Ziyong and Lin Quanyi were both the deputy hall masters of Weiyuan Hall before, in order to compete for favor and hegemony, the two fought openly and secretly, as if they were a pair of mortal enemies who did not share the same sky, and both sides had long wanted to kill each other alive.

"The subordinates saw that the matter was very important, and they didn't dare to delay, so they let Jiang Jiong ride a fast horse to report to the gang leader first!" Zhong Ziyong wiped his bald head again.

Liu Dawei nodded lightly to show that he understood.

"Gang leader, even so, with just these two things, I'm afraid it can't be sure that it was the White Lotus Gang!" the white-haired old man said to Liu Dawei, "Everything has to wait until the deputy hall master of Weiyuan Hall and his party are checked before they can get a glimpse of one or two!"

Liu Dawei sighed lightly, sat down in his seat, pondered for a while, and then said, "What Elder Bai said is extremely true!

Jiang Jiong wanted to speak, but was stopped by Zhong Ziyong on the side with his eyes.

......

In the dead of night, deep in the forest, a four-wheeled carriage was parked at the foot of the mountain, with a large box behind it.

The carriage and the horses in front of it stood motionless, as if carved in stone.

However, a closer look shows that the carriage is not the same as the stone carving, because the stone sculpture does not drip blood, and the carriage of the carriage is constantly dripping blood down the rut and falling on the green grass.

After a while, the carriage suddenly came to life, and the curtain was lifted. At the opening of the curtain, a pale young man staggered out, disheveled and covered in blood.

This young man is Feng Wuchen, who has just escaped death, he endured the severe pain all over his body, paced to the front of the big box, beat his spirit, took out the key from his arms with difficulty, opened the big box, and couldn't wait to take out five pure color spirit stones from it.

Then, without saying a word, he sat cross-legged on the ground and silently started the Xuan Gong. Immediately, five kinds of aura with different lusters visibly poured out of the five spirit stones and entered the young man's body.

After about a cup of tea, the five spirit stones in Feng Wuchen's hand all lost their luster, and he let out a sigh of relief and slowly opened his eyes.

After getting up, without saying a word, he quickly got into the carriage again, and with trepidation he crossed a bloodied naked corpse, and pulled out her storage bag from a pile of clothes, then collected the large box with the storage bag, and reached out and popped a red light into the carriage.

As far as the red light could see, the carriage and the horses immediately burst into flames.

Feng Wuchen put away the storage bag, and disappeared into the darkness as if flying.

Just as he had run for a cup of tea, a frowning woman appeared from a dead horse that had fallen to the ground and a pile of sparks.

The woman leaned over the sparks and charred ash for a moment, then suddenly her eyes froze, and she reached out and grabbed into the sparks.

When she stopped, she already had a knife engraved with the word "lotus" in her hand.

"I won't spare you......" the woman roared, and disappeared into the night.

......

Feng Wuchen, who was running wildly on the road, didn't dare to stop for a moment, and now he had transported the "Five Wins One" exercise to the extreme in his body, and the five-colored light on his feet flickered alternately, which looked very weird.

After the previous war, he had already deeply seen the terrible people of the Hehuan Sect.

At that time, seeing Hua Ming approaching him step by step, Feng Wuchen suddenly hesitated, hesitating whether to run away now, or pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger to kill this woman.

If he escaped, he really couldn't bear this large box of middle-grade spirit stones, and he was not completely sure that he wanted to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

Because he found that as long as he looked at the woman, he would involuntarily shake his heart, and it would be difficult to control himself, and he was afraid that he would not even have a chance to make a move, so he would be caught by the other party.

Glancing at the big box behind him again, Feng Wuchen gritted his teeth, but decided to give it a go.

Usually, he thinks that he takes things outside his body very lightly, but when things come to an end, he realizes that he is also very greedy!

made up his mind, Feng Wuchen didn't continue to look at the flower tea that walked in step by step, he simply lowered his head and pretended to be obsessed.

The smile on Hua Ming's face was even stronger, and the steps under her feet were unconsciously a little faster.

Feng Wuchen lowered his head and felt that his whole body was hot, his heart seemed to jump out of his body, and his lower body also swelled so badly that he could only use his left hand to pinch his waist hard to keep himself calm.

He silently calculated the distance between them, and after hearing another footstep, Feng Wuchen's palm hidden behind him suddenly turned in front of him, looking up at Hua Ming, intending to let the rich red light in his hand give her a hard blow.

However, when he raised his eyes, he saw the half-undone clothes, and the white skin was red in the red......

Then, the red light in his right hand suddenly dissipated into the air.

Hua Ming's face turned cold: "It's actually a weird monk, presumably you are the weird kid in my sister's mouth, you caused my junior sister to lose an arm, right?"

The charming eyes opened angrily and said, "I should have cut you with a thousand knives right away!"

He suddenly smiled coquettishly and said, "However, it would be too violent to kill it directly!haha, little brother, then you will obediently be your sister's furnace......

At this point, Feng Wuchen was completely unconscious, as if he had suddenly fallen into a dream, which was very sweet, and in the dream he saw Xiaobai and Li Leshi again.

Feng Wuchen, who was in a dream, didn't want to wake up at all, but there was a voice in his heart telling him that if he didn't wake up, he would die! At this moment, a few words he saw casually in the ancient book of refining gods suddenly entered his mind.

"Twenty-eight beautiful people are like crisps, and they cut fools with a sword at their waists. Although he did not see the head falling, he secretly taught the king to wither ...... bone marrow"[1]

A cool breath rippled through his heart, and he slowly opened his eyes to see her sitting on top of him, gritting his teeth and closing her eyes, and he used the last of his strength to cut her throat with a knife he carried with him.

Hua Ming suddenly opened her eyes, stared at him in disbelief, and fell to the side, falling in a pool of blood.

......

Although Feng Wuchen killed Hua Ming dangerously and dangerously, his cultivation changed to the third layer of the Qi refining period, and the cultivation that he finally practiced was sucked away by Hua Ming, but he was already very content to save his life!

Moreover, now that he has obtained a large box of mid-tier spirit stones, he has no intention of selflessly handing over the spirit stones he desperately saved to the Black Tiger Gang.

He believed that with this box of middle-rank spirit stones, it wouldn't take long for his cultivation to recover to the fourth layer of the Qi Refining Period, and it was possible that he would be able to refine further......