When everyone looked at his hand, the palm of his hand was black, like a fire, and they knew that Lu Xiaoyuan had done his hands and feet on the long whip.

A big halberd under Mao Shoucheng pointed at Lu Xiaoyuan and shouted: "Good boy, you dare to use poison!"

Lu Xiaoyuan looked at him and said lightly: "The whip was taken from Mr. Mao's hand, if it is poisonous, of course Mr. Mao put it, who is to blame?" Turning around, he asked Mao Shoucheng with blazing eyes: "Mr. Mao, do you want to poison the county lord's mother by poisoning the whip?"

As soon as these words came out, the two sides immediately scolded each other. Tang Yugang recruited a lot of warriors from the rivers and lakes, the number of whom far exceeded Mao Shoucheng's subordinates, and all the warriors were rude men, and Mao Shoucheng's scolding was bloody, and he was powerless to fight back.

What Lu Xiaoyuan put on the long whip was the flame powder that the scribe Jin Yusheng gave him when he was in Yanzhou. Once touched with your hands, the poison enters the body, and the pain is unbearable.

According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, if the other party is poisoned, it is reasonable to be able to catch the other party when the other party is not going to be poisoned, and it is not impossible to counter the other party after detecting the other party's poisoning. But if Mao Shoucheng said it after being poisoned like this, it didn't make much sense.

Mao Shoucheng saw that although the burning was no longer aggravated, the feeling of severe pain became more and more intense, bent over and bent his back, beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down the tip of his nose, and he hummed and chirped in pain: "Young man, old man... How offensive... I hope that Lord Shaoxia... There are a lot of adults..."

Lu Xiaoyuan said lightly: "It's useless for you to beg me, the county lord's mother doesn't speak, I don't dare to give you the antidote." ”

Mao Shoucheng had no choice but to turn to Tang Yu and said in a trembling voice: "County Lord Niangniang, I ......"

Lu Xiaoyuan said: "Begging for mercy!"

Mao Shoucheng said: "The old man has eyes and no beads, and he has offended his mother, and I hope that my mother will not remember the villain and give me an antidote." ”

Although Tang Yu was annoyed that he was ruthless, he couldn't hurt him to death, so he nodded to Lu Xiaoyuan.

Lu Xiaoyuan took out a porcelain bottle, poured some medicinal powder on Mao Shoucheng's hand, and said: "Mr. Mao, within seven days, it is best not to exert your strength, otherwise the old pain will recur, but it will suffer again." ”

Mao Shoucheng said "um", didn't dare to commit any more murder, took his subordinates and all the women, and left in disgrace.

In the afternoon, heroes from all walks of life came to the Yanwang military camp one after another, asking to take refuge in Yanwang, and Tang Yu, Gongyesheng and others were busy again. Lu Xiaoyuan couldn't help, so he found a secluded place with Xu Pengfei to talk about martial arts and the affairs of the rivers and lakes.

In this way, every morning, everyone in Yanzhou participates in the auction meeting, and in the afternoon they deal with affairs in the barracks.

On this day, Lu Xiaoyuan sat down in the last row of the Song Mansion Hall, and after a while, Fang Yun came again, this time she brought snacks and ate them with Lu Xiaoyuan.

Lu Xiaoyuan said: "I didn't expect you to be the eldest lady of Wuji Palace, but I was disrespectful to you before." ”

Wuji Palace is a major sect in Jizhou, and it is rumored on the rivers and lakes that Fang Yuhao's martial arts realm is close to status, and he is a great martial arts master, Lu Xiaoyuan also heard the senior brothers talk about it when he was in the Shenglang faction. It's just that there are no more powerful masters in his sect, and his disciples are not successful.

Fang Yun raised her chin and said, "Look at you, you dare to bully me in the future." ”

Lu Xiaoyuan shouted: "How dare I bully you? You have a hard temperament and high martial arts, I'm afraid you'll be too late." ”

He didn't say that Wuji Palace was powerful, but he praised Fang Yun himself, which made Fang Yun particularly happy. Fang Yun took a snack and said with a smile: "Even if you can speak, this girl will reward you." ”

Lu Xiaoyuan opened his mouth wide, and Fang Yun delivered the snack to his mouth.

Song Yusheng moved Lu Xiaoyuan to the back, originally wanting to see Lu Xiaoyuan being isolated, but when he saw him talking and laughing with Fang Yun, he didn't feel good in his heart.

During the auction meeting, a rough voice was suddenly heard from outside: "All the world's heroes and rich people are gathered here, I can come uninvited, I want to join in the fun!" The sound was like thunder, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

Lu Xiaoyuan was pleasantly surprised when he heard the voice.

A yellow figure flickered from outside the door, and everyone saw a flower in front of them, and there was one more person on the stage, only to see him curled and yellow, tall, carrying a pitch-black giant sword on his right shoulder, and a package on his left shoulder, it was Mo Huaerche, the swordsman of the Western Regions.

With Song Zhongjing's status cultivation, he didn't see how this person came to the stage, but he just felt that it was very fast. Seeing that this person was not ordinary, he immediately arched his hand and asked, "Your Excellency's name, I don't know why you are screaming here?"

Mo Huaerche threw the giant sword and package onto the stage, making a loud noise, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, which startled everyone, and he also clasped his fists and said: "I am Mo Huaerche, a native of the Western Regions, and I hope Mr. Song will forgive me for the abruptness of the uninvited guest." ”

Song Zhongjing said: "It's easy to say." ”

He is low-key by nature, most of the people present have never heard of his name, but the few people who have seen him know that he is not only extremely powerful, but also jealous and hateful.

I only heard Mo Huaerche continue: "This auction conference, naturally they are all here to buy and sell, I want to ask Mr. Song, can anything be sold?"

Song Zhongjing was stunned for a moment, and then said: "As long as both parties are willing to do so, anything can be done." "In fact, everyone present is a person with great status, although there are no restrictions on trading, some undignified transactions will not come to power.

Mo Huaerche nodded, and then asked, "What about the head, can it be traded?" As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience talked about it, and many people said: "This man from the Western Regions is a madman, even if he sells the head, who will buy it?"

Song Zhongjing was stunned again, then returned to normal, and said lightly: "Yes." But I don't know where your head came from?"

Mohuarcher said: "Where did it come from, does it have anything to do with this transaction?"

Song Zhongjing said: "Of course it has a relationship. If you kill someone near the God of Wealth City, then it will violate the rules of the Song family, and the Song family will hold you accountable. ”

Mo Hualcher opened the package, and there was an immediate burst of exclamation in the hall, and everyone stood up and stared at the contents of the package in surprise: twenty or thirty human heads.

When the women and the timid saw this, they either turned around and walked out of the hall, or they bowed their heads, out of sight and out of mind.

When Fang Yun saw the human head, she was so frightened that she lost her face, choked on a mouthful of snacks in her throat, and choked and coughed. Lu Xiaoyuan poured her a cup of tea.

Mo Huaerche squatted down, picked up a human head, and said, "This is Deng Bagong, the master of Yuzhou." He put the head aside, picked up another one, and said, "This is the fierce tiger Lei Tianhe, the Gannan clan..."

The bold people looked at the heads one by one, listened to his history of the heads, and were secretly frightened: among these heads, some were imperial officials, some were underworld masters, and some were inferior and evil, and their fame was big or small, all of them.