Wang Jing inquired about the location of the nearby teahouse, so he picked up his luck and left. I saw that a group of people in the teahouse seemed to be watching something, and when I got closer, there were seven teacups, each of which had been cut off by more than half an inch. Seven porcelain rings fell beside the teacups, but none of them toppled over.

Wang Jing said in his heart: "It seems that I came slowly, this is probably Mo Shibo's means, so fast and neat, I might as well do it." ”

He arched his hand to everyone and asked, "Dare to ask if this is the work of an old man who pulls erhu, may I ask which direction he went?"

Everyone pointed in a direction, and Wang Jing chased after him. After a while, there was a sloppy old man in front of him, carrying an erhu, and his back was very lonely.

Wang Jing shouted loudly, "Is it Master Mo ahead?" Mo Da turned around and asked, "Who are you?"

Wang Jing replied: "Back to Master Mo, I am the third disciple of Huashan, and I have something important to tell Master Mo." I learned that the Songshan faction was going to be unfavorable to Uncle Liu's golden basin hand-washing conference, and I had already sent someone to inform him in advance. ”

Mo Da replied: "Everyone in the world knows that I am at odds with Senior Brother Liu, you let me help him, not afraid of the non-people I trust?"

Wang Jing said with a smile: "Uncle Mo is joking, you and Uncle Liu are just discordant, and there are no contradictions and conflicts of interest, so you shouldn't stand idly by." ”

Mo Da paused, glanced at Wang Jing and said, "You, very good!" After speaking, he turned around and left.

Wang Jing was familiar with his character, presumably because he had already made a decision in his heart, turned around and went back, ready to go to the Hengshan faction to get a healing elixir.

The words were divided into two ends, but it was said that after Tiansong Daoren was injured by Tian Boguang, he escaped.

At the gate of Liu's mansion, there was a commotion, and several men in Tsing Yi hurriedly came in carrying two door panels. On the door panel lay two people, covered with a white cloth and covered with blood. But it was the seriously injured Tiansong Dao and the disciple surnamed Chi who was killed by Tian Boguang.

In the hall, Hengshan Qunni sat at one table, Huashan people sat at another table, Yue Lingshan was also there, she had already recovered her original appearance, and she was very pretty. Lin Pingzhi pretended to be a little hunchback, hid in the corner, and stared viciously at the Qingcheng faction not far away.

When everyone saw this scene at the door, they discussed: "Tiansong Dao people are good hands of the Taishan faction, and if they can cut Tiansong Dao people, they are naturally good at martial arts higher than him." If a master of art is bold, there is nothing surprising about it!"

In the midst of the uproar of the crowd, one dead and one wounded, both carried the back hall, and many people followed. At this time, Xiang Danian hurriedly came out, walked to the seat where the disciples of Huashan were sitting, and said to Lao Denuo: "Senior Brother Lao, my master is invited." "Yes!" he replied, "Yes!" and followed him to the inner room, through a long corridor, to the two flower halls.

I saw that the first five Taishi chairs were juxtaposed, four were empty, only a burly red-faced Taoist sitting on the east one, Lao Denuo knew that these five Taishi chairs were set up for the five heads of the Wuyue Sword Sect, and the heads of the four sword factions of Songshan, Hengshan, Huashan, and Hengshan had not arrived, and the red-faced Taoist was the head of the Taishan faction, Tianmen Daoist. There are more than a dozen martial arts seniors sitting on both sides, Hengshan faction Dingyi Shitai, Qingcheng faction Yu Canghai, and southern Zhejiang Yandang Mountain He Sanqi are all in it. Sitting on the next throne was a middle-aged man wearing a sauce-colored cocoon silk robe, short and fat, like a rich man, who was the owner Liu Zhengfeng. Lao Denuo first saluted his master Liu Zhengfeng, and then bowed to the Tianmen Daoist, and said, "Huashan disciple Lao Denuo, knock to see the master of Tianmen." ”

That day, the doorman's face was full of anger and extreme unhappiness, and he shouted: "What about Linghu Chong?" His words were extremely loud, and it was really like a thunderbolt in mid-air.

Lau Denuo had no choice but to reply, "Senior brother and junior agreed to get together in Hengshan City, I didn't come to Liu's Mansion today, I think I will come tomorrow." ”

Tianmen Daoist scolded: "He still dares to come, Ling Hu Chong is the head disciple of your Huashan faction, and he is finally a famous and decent person." What did he do when he went to hang out with Tian Boguang, the flower thief who was raped and plundered, and did all kinds of evil?"

Lau Denuo didn't know why, so he had to reply: "As far as the disciple knows, Senior Brother and Tian Boguang don't know each other. The master brother likes to drink three glasses on weekdays, and most of them don't know that the other party is Tian Boguang, so he inadvertently got together to drink with him. ”

Tianmen Dao was so angry that he stood up, and said to Tiansong Dao people, "Senior brother, tell me what you saw in the morning." ”

Tiansong Daoren lay on the board and told in detail what he had seen in the morning.

The Tianmen Dao people were furious and roared: "Ling Hu Chong is simply the scum of my Wuyue Sword Sect, I want Senior Brother Yue to clean up the portal and take his head." ”

At this moment, a voice came from outside: "The anger of the Heavenly Gate Master is too great, how can you slander my senior brother just based on the words of your faction!"