Seeing this scene, Wan Yushan and the others were shocked, and when they were about to fight to the death with their bodies, suddenly, there was a commotion from the direction of the gate.

"His grandfather's, it's really endless, why is there another wave?" Jing Fa stared at the voices surging from both directions, and let out a desperate scream.

The Taoist priest turned his head and looked out of the door, and immediately flashed to the side in fright, and a huge stream of people rushed past him like a roar, but instead of attacking Wan Yushan and the others, he rushed towards Sen Luo Shuangsha.

"Disciples of the beggar gang, listen, this group of robbers in Senluoling can't let go of any of them tonight, everyone rush!" Qin Xuyang's deep voice came from the crowd, like a cool breeze blowing through the heart on a summer night, making everyone's tense nerves suddenly relax.

I saw Qin Xuyang come to Wan Yushan with a few ups and downs, and said slightly apologetically: "Master Wanzhuang, we are late." ”

Wan Yushan shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Lord Qin Helm, thank you." ”

Qin Xuyang brought several times more people this time than those who attacked Bibo Zhuang before, and all of them were skilled, it seems that he understood the deep meaning of Shui Yixiang's words at that time, and he has made sufficient preparations in the past few days.

Although the robbers of Sen Luo Ling were fierce, they were killed and injured in the previous battle with the disciples of Bibo Zhuang, and when they saw the tragic death of the big boss, they had already had cowardice in their hearts, but they saw that Wan Yushan and the others had lost their resistance, so they obeyed the orders of Sen Luo Shuangsha and stepped forward to fight.

But at this time, in the face of the beggar gang disciples who were several times more numerous than their own, they knew that there was no hope of victory, and they were charged by the other party with great momentum, and immediately messed up the formation, and in the blink of an eye, several people had died under the chaotic stick.

The rest of the people saw that the situation was not good, and they surrendered one after another.

In this way, it didn't take long for the originally arrogant Senluoling bandits to be captured by the beggars, and they squatted on the ground silently.

With a bang, Sen Luo Shuangsha was taken in front of Wan Yushan and Qin Xuyang by several beggar gang disciples, and was escorted to the ground heavily on his knees.

Qin Xuyang glared at the two of them solemnly, and said, "Let's talk quickly, was the disaster relief food donated by the wealthy merchants in Jiangnan robbed by you? Where are you hiding now? If we can honestly explain, we may consider sparing your life." ”

"Are you talking about the dart held by the Zhennan Dart Bureau? We still want to ask the owner of Wanda Zhuang, where was the dart hidden by Nan Zhentian!" After listening to Qin Xuyang's words, Sen Luoshuang's face was suddenly full of anger, and he scolded with a snort.

Hearing this, Wan Yushan frowned, and said angrily: "When death is on the verge of death, you dare to frame others!"

The anger attacked his heart, and he was involved in the wound, causing Wan Yushan to cough violently.

Seeing Wan Yushan's appearance, Qin Xuyang frowned tightly and asked calmly: "This dart really has nothing to do with your Senluoling? Then why would your second leader say that Nan Zhentian killed his son!"

"Let's be honest with you, at first our second master was ready to rob this piece of fat, sent his son, and led more than a dozen of our brothers to ambush beside the road they had to pass, but a strange thing happened that day, half a day passed from the originally expected encounter time, and they still didn't see the second master's son come back. The second boss felt that something was wrong, so he personally led the team to check, but finally found that his son and the brothers who followed him had all died tragically next to the dart car. Although many people died on the other side, Nan Zhentian's body was not found, and what was even more surprising was that the dart car was empty, and all the silver in the whole car was gone. ”

Then, after the second master asked all the brothers to move the corpses back to the village, he heard that Nan Zhentian seemed to have hid in Bibo Village, so he immediately took a group of people to ask for people. ”

After Sen Luo described what had happened in one breath, he stared at Wan Yushan with an angry face, wanting to see what he had to say.

After listening to the above paragraph, the suspicion on Qin Xuyang's face became thicker and thicker, he sighed, and said: "Master Wanzhuang, it seems that the key to this matter is still on your righteous brother Nan Darttou, is his injury really not cured?"

At this time, under the bright moonlight, Wan Yushan's face looked even paler, he shook his head, his expression was painful, and he did not speak.

At this moment, the Taoist priest suddenly squeezed into the crowd and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, excuse me, I have a way to hurt the head of Nan Dart." ”

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of everyone present shot at the Taoist priest, making him a little embarrassed to be stared at for a while.

"How do you know what injuries my brother-in-law has suffered?" Wan Yushan looked at the Taoist priest with some caution, his eyes unkind.

Not only Wan Yushan, but also Qin Xuyang, who had already glanced at the beggar disciples around him through the corner of his eyes just now, signaled everyone to be vigilant.

Seeing that everyone's surprised gaze gradually turned into unkindness, the Taoist priest waved his hand again and again, took out a letter from his waist, handed it to Wan Yushan, and said with a smile: "This is the letter that my master asked me to bring to the master of Wan Zhuang, after reading it, you will believe what I said." ”

Wan Yushan took the envelope, opened it slowly, and after reading it, his eyes suddenly widened.

His eyes moved back and forth across the priest's face and the letterhead, and his surprise grew.

After closing the letter, he gently asked the Taoist priest, "Are you the apprentice of Wudang Wuji Zhenren?"

As soon as the words "Wuji Zhenren" came out of Wan Yushan's mouth, everyone's eyes shot at the Taoist priest again, but this time their gaze had become a great surprise.

The Taoist priest glanced at everyone, laughed astringently, and said respectfully to Wan Yushan: "In Xia Wudang disciple Yun Danhong, to meet the master of Wanzhuang, before I went down the mountain, the master mentioned to me that the father of the owner of Wanzhuang had a meal for him back then, so he knew that the master of Wanzhuang was in trouble this time, so he sent me down the mountain to solve the urgent need of the master of Wanzhuang. ”

"You even know about the past between my father and Wuji Zhenren, you are really a disciple of a real person, you can't be wrong, you can't be wrong, it seems that my righteous brother has been saved!" As if the cloudy sky finally shot a ray of sunshine, Wan Yushan's face swelled with bitter joy, holding Yun Danhong's hands, and said excitedly.

"Yushan, since that's the case, hurry up and let Yun Dao Chief go and see Brother Nan. Knowing that Nan Zhentian had hope of recovery, Shui Yixiang was also full of joy and said happily.

"Yes, yes, quickly, please. Wan Yushan waved his hand respectfully and walked towards the depths of the village with Yun Danhong.

Later, Qin Xuyang, Shui Yixiang and others also followed.

However, Jing Fa froze in place and asked Ying Yarou softly, "Who is this Wuji real person? Why did everyone put on an expression as if they had seen some rare treasure when they heard that the stinky Taoist priest was the apprentice of the Wuji real person. ”

After listening to Jing Fa's words, Ying Yarou showed a look of even more surprise than when she knew Yun Danhong's identity just now, looked at Jing Fa and said, "It's a shame that you claim to be a professional assassin, and you have been in the rivers and lakes for so long, and you haven't even heard of Wuji Zhenren, one of the dignified Three Saints of Martial Arts?"

"The Three Saints of Martial Arts, who are they?" Jing asked in a daze.

In an instant, Ying Yarou was stunned in place, and she even forgot to close her mouth.

"Even the Three Saints of Martial Arts don't know where this person came from!" This was the only sentence left in Ying Yarou's heart.