Bujiazhuang, this is an area of 1,000 acres of manor, there are nearly 1,000 Zhuang guests, both men and women in the village are practicing martial arts, is a local strong family, there is a huge courtyard called Bujiabao in the village, is the power center of this Bujiazhuang. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As soon as you walk into the current Bujiazhuang, there is an extremely strong smell of blood, between the mountains and fields, you can see a corpse from time to time, and the corpse also has a crossbow arrow specially equipped for the Jinyi Wei by the imperial court. In this hot summer, these corpses also began to emit a pungent smell.

There are still three miles away from Bujiazhuang's power center Bujiabao, and Bu Xing, the second owner of Bujiazhuang, took more than a dozen young swordsmen from Bujiazhuang behind him, as well as several masters sent by the Wulin League to help Bujiazhuang. These people rode horses and galloped all the way, and every time they took a step in the direction of Bujiabao, Bu Xing's heart became heavy.

The scene in front of him was no longer the idyllic scenery that he had when he went out, but everywhere he saw it was a severed limb and a broken arm, a broken sword and a broken sword! In his eyes, there was no longer the slightest clarity, only the monstrous hatred.

More than a dozen horses kicked up the dust in the sky, carrying a murderous intention in the direction of Bujiabao.

But when he led a large number of young villagers to Bujiabao, everything in front of him made him fall off his horse in a daze. Although Bujiabao still exists, the scenery is no longer there, as if this Bujiabao has also become a lot older in this short period of time.

On the school yard in front of Bujiabao, the crying shook the sky, and the young and middle-aged Zhuang Ke of the Bu family lay quietly in a pool of blood, while their grandmothers or children were holding their corpses and crying bitterly.

Looking at the corpses, Bu Xing could clearly recognize everyone, Bu Zhuang, Bu Hao, Bu Ming, and Bu Liang...... These nephews who used to be opposite to him day and night are now separated from him forever.

It was the Jinyi Guard! It was the Qinglong who took the lives of these juniors, and Bu Xing almost went crazy, he roared up to the sky, and his eyes were about to split. In his heart, the hatred has reached the point where it cannot be filled, he wants revenge, he wants to kill the green dragon, kill these eagle dogs of the court.

Bu Yidao, the old owner of Bujiazhuang, was standing there quietly at this time, watching his villager carrying a young corpse, and in those eyes, it seemed that he could no longer see the shrewdness of being the owner, but the turbidity of the twilight. He seemed to be more rickety and older than before.

"Old farmer, big brother!" Bu Xing quickly ran in front of Bu Yidao, knelt down heavily, and tears welled up in his eyes like spring water.

Bu pulled Bu Xing up with a knife, and said sharply: "What are you crying about! What I suffered in Bu Jiazhuang today must be returned ten times as much in the coming day!"

In this battle, five of the seven owners of Bujiazhuang were killed in battle, and almost half of the masters of the young generation of Bujiazhuang died. Bu Ying was imprisoned, and his life and death are unknown. Bu Fang, the second son of the old owner, and Xia Yun, who came with Bu Fang, were also arrested by Jinyiwei.

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Somewhere in the underground world, a green dragon in a black robe slowly walked into a dark secret room, this secret room he has been to countless times, but this time, he always felt that something was faintly wrong, as if the atmosphere here was more solemn than before.

Standing in front of him was a mysterious man in a gray robe and a silver mask, his figure motionless, as if he were a protruding stone beneath the darkness. When Qinglong saw this person, he bowed slightly and clenched his fists, and said, "See the Wax Silver Holy Envoy." ”

At the moment when he bowed down, Qinglong felt the anger on the other party's body suddenly explode, and when he reacted, a strong wave of qi had already hit his left shoulder fiercely, shaking him away.

"Who made you make your own decision and chose this time to attack Bujiazhuang and the Money Gang?" the gray-robed man turned his head and revealed a pair of deep tunnels through the hole in the silver mask, with a cold gaze of killing.

Qinglong got up from the ground, wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, bowed very low, and said: "The Holy Envoy is angry, didn't he say that he wanted me to destroy the conference of the Martial Arts League? “

The Wax Silver Holy Envoy slapped Qinglong's right shoulder again, and once again shook Qinglong away, the coldness in his eyes was even worse, and there was disappointment hidden in the coldness. Although he was angry, he didn't use all his strength, after all, to maintain the operation of such a large organization, it would take a large number of masters, and Qinglong was undoubtedly one of them.

"Qinglong, you are so disappointing to me, I entrusted you to do this, I originally thought that with your mind, it could be completed perfectly, but I never thought that you would choose this time to destroy this means. Don't you know that if you do this, you will only expose your identity in advance? Let you hide in the court for so long, control the entire Jinyi Guard, if you want you to give a fatal blow at a critical time, but what can you get by doing this now?"

Hearing this, Qinglong's face changed and said, "Yes...... It's me who didn't think it through, so please quench your anger!"

"Bujiazhuang, Qian Gang, these are all hardcore supporters of the Martial Arts League, you actually said that they are the dark line hidden in the martial arts by the Dark River, don't you think your purpose is too obvious? Even the most stupid people can see that your Qinglong has bad intentions, and even they will suspect that you are a pawn planted in the court by my Dark River. The Wax Silver Envoy said angrily.

Qinglong was silent for a while, and he didn't dare to look at the terrifying gaze of the Wax Silver Holy Envoy anymore, but just said in a low voice: "That Holy Envoy is saying that you can take action against the small sect that is already loyal to us, so as to confuse the hearing and hearing of the Martial Arts Alliance?"

"Are you just thinking about it now?"

"But in this way, doesn't it chill those small sects that have already submitted to us?" Qinglong said.

The Wax Silver Holy Envoy snorted coldly and said, "For the sake of the great leader's plan, what is the point of sacrificing one or two small sects? Don't forget, these small sects are just a chess piece that can be discarded at will in our hands, and if we want to achieve great things, we don't have to stick to those small sections. “

"Yes, I know, I will find a way to find some evidence to detain Bujiazhuang and the money gang. “

The Wax Silver Holy Envoy waved his hand, and after venting the anger in his heart, he was also a little excited, and said: "You go down! Now your identity is already very sensitive, and then, except for Bujiazhuang and the Money Gang to buckle the hat of my undercover agent in the dark river, you don't need to meddle in other things, until I give you a new task." “

"Yes!"