As soon as the five beggars saw the plum blossom iron plaque in Fengzidu's hand, their faces changed greatly, everyone looked at each other, and involuntarily took two steps back, and when they heard the words "seven plum blossoms, a thousand trees are colorless" in their ears, the bamboo poles and tails in their hands were even more hanging down. A beggar respectfully said, "Yes, yes." The subordinates rushed to report, please wait. After saying that, Wu Zi didn't dare to turn around, and took seven or eight steps back before turning around and dragging the bamboo pole and running wildly.

Fengzi Du Cheng Gu Yao and the two couldn't help but be very surprised and strange, they couldn't imagine that the plum blossom iron plate in their hands and the inexplicable words had such a great power in front of the beggars, and they couldn't help but look at each other in a daze. Feng Zidu faintly felt that things were not as simple as he thought, and it seemed that the middle-aged beggar who died in his arms must not be an ordinary person in the beggar gang. He didn't dare to be careless, so he secretly contemplated and hurriedly used the corner of his eye to sneak a glance at the surrounding environment. I saw shadows in the bamboo forest far and near, and I don't know how many beggars have gathered.

In this way, Fengzi was not shocked and angry, and secretly thought to himself: "I only didn't hear the movement over there in the Juju Pavilion, but I don't know what happened to the Qi Hall Master? So he whispered in Cheng Guyao's ear: "Sister Yao, no matter what happens in a while, you must not leave me three steps away." Cheng Guyao heard Fengzi say solemnly, and he had already seen the situation in the bamboo forest, although the other party did not make any sound, but there must be a lot of people, and he was a little frightened, and nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes." ”

After a while, I heard the sound of footsteps at the end of the road ahead, and six people flashed out of the bamboo forest. One of the two was a tall and thin old man with gray hair, and the other pair of palms spread out like two fans, and the clothes on his body were only shabby. The other is Qi Changfa, the owner of the Beggar's Gang Camellia Hall. The four men behind them were also dressed as beggars, with solemn faces, and one of them was holding a ghost-headed machete with a thick back and a thin blade.

Qi Changfa and the other six people came to Fengzidu Cheng Guyao and the two of them, and they all glanced at the plum blossom iron plate in Fengzidu's hand, and everyone's faces immediately looked cautious. Qi Changfa coughed lightly, took half a step forward, pointed to the plum blossom iron card and asked in a deep voice to Feng Zidu, "Little brother, where did you get this iron card in your hand?"

Seeing that Qi Changfa's body was undamaged and clear, the heart that was hanging high immediately fell back into his heart. But Wu Zi was a little uneasy, he pulled Qi Changfa with his hands and went down all over his body to take a closer look, it was indeed fine, Fang Zi only came to ask happily: "Hall Master Qi, what did these people do to you if they didn't come?"

Qi Changfa never expected that this little brother was earnest in his words and looked anxious, but he was just here to care about his personal safety, and he couldn't help but be greatly moved and feel ridiculous. Qi Changfa raised his head and laughed, stretched out his hand to pat Feng Zidu on the shoulder, and said, "Little brother, everyone here is a brother who has died, everyone is like a brother, you can rest assured." Brother, I'm just here to catch up with Master Feng, haha, I'm worried about the little brother. He laughed again.