Chapter Seventy-Six, Look Northwest, Shoot the Wolf

Qiao Feng was stunned for a moment, he had already felt the murderous intent on the two women. He didn't understand why the two women suddenly had a murderous intention, he stood up, without saying a word, the hat blocked the rain, and the sharp eyes under the hat looked coldly at the two women in front of him.

Chaohua and Xishi, Qiao Feng recognized these two people, and also knew that these two women had great martial arts attainments.

Morning flowers, evening picks, warm jade, mirrors, and four maids on the side of the ink pool.

The turmoil is evil, Bao is different, Gongye Qian, Deng Baichuan, and the four ministers on Murong Fu's side.

The two parties had fought in Qingyunzhuang, and he happened to see that competition, his martial arts were so good, not that these eight people could be compared, he could easily see the strength of the two parties.

The strength of Nuan Yu and Mingjing is comparable to that of Gongye Qian, not as good as Deng Baichuan! And the strength of Chaohua and Xishi is only comparable to that of the storm and the evil and the difference between Bao, and they are young, they are already extremely powerful, at such an age in the martial arts, there are really not many people who practice martial arts like this, but don't say that there are only Chaohua and Xishi, even if you add Nuan Yu, Mingjing and the four ministers on Murong Fu's side, they can't stop him.

Today he needs to seek a truth.

In any case, people hinder people, and Buddhas block Buddhas.

"There are many people who see my son-in-law, but not many people can see my son-in-law. ”

"In recent days, many people have come to visit my son-in-law, but the only people who can really see my son-in-law are Xu Chongxiao, Xuansheng, Jiu Mozhi, Songyangzi, and Zuo Qiuming, and they are not relying on their strength to see my son-in-law, but by virtue of their status in the rivers and lakes. ”

"Qiao Feng, the former leader of the Beggar Gang, what do you want to rely on when you see my son-in-law?"

The two women spoke in a calm tone.

Qiao Feng knew very well that the two girls were not lying, and Wen Yi Long Yuan treated everyone who came to visit with courtesy, but there were really not many people who really saw Wen Yi Long Yuan's master, so he arched his hand and said, "With strength." ”

The two women showed a smile on their faces, and one of them, Xi Shi, who liked to be dressed in red, bowed his hand and said, "Then please help Master Qiao later." ”

Qiao Feng smiled and nodded, he didn't mind waiting, it didn't matter how long he waited, he had time now.

Xi Shi left, Chaohua's hand was also put down from the hilt, and said to Qiao Feng: "The rain is heavy, Qiao Gang Leader should come first to avoid the rain." ”

Qiao Feng shook his head and did not speak.

Asaka didn't speak either.

Silence, silence for a while, Xi picked up!

Not only did Xi Shi come out, but he also brought two people with him!

These two people Qiao Feng are also very familiar, they are both old men on the side of Mo Tilt Pond, and they are also extremely famous figures in the two lakes: Luo Wentao and Luo Wangsun.

Luo Wentao and Luo Wangsun brought a knife that they had rarely worn since they followed behind Mo Dumpingchi, the knife that they became famous in the rivers and lakes.

Qiao Feng didn't look at the two of them for too long, and said, "How?"

Chaohua said directly: "Beat us within ten breaths." ”

Qiao Feng was stunned, and the four of them had already jumped into the body, besieging Qiao Feng in all directions.

Three swords and one sword, two men and two women.

Qiao Feng frowned, the four of them did not make a move, in order to respond to all changes, and they had already formed a formation. , once he makes a move, the four will attack him. But he couldn't help but make a move, because he only had ten breaths of time, and there were thousands of thoughts in his mind, and reality had already passed a breath of time.

Qiao Feng hesitated any longer and took off his hat.

The hat flew out, tore through the rain curtain, and turned into a blue light and slashed towards Luo Wentao.

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There was a seat in the stone room, the seat was covered with dust, apparently no one had done it, and Mo Dumping Pool sat on the seat, looking at the man who was spitting blood from his mouth and letting out a dying and wheezing sound like a trapped beast.

"You're confused as to why I brought you here. Mo Tingchi smiled slightly, looking at those hateful and violent eyes.

Maybe it was too long to talk to someone, maybe it was really lonely, the man spoke, his voice low and hoarse, cold and cruel, and said, "I'm just curious why you didn't kill me?"

Mo poured his mind and said, "Are you just curious about this? You are not curious why I know that you are at the foot of Shaomu Mountain, why are you not curious about why I know that you are going to kill your child's adoptive parents, Qiao Sanhuai and his wife?"

The man's pupils shrank sharply, and he didn't say anything.

Mo Dump Chi smiled again, "I know you're curious, but you can't ask, because it's your secret, a secret you never want people to know! ”

"My behavior?" the man said coldly.

Mo Tingchi said: "Yes, it's your behavior, I don't object to your revenge, revenge is to kill people, I know very well that since you have made mistakes, you must have the consciousness of repayment, I am also very aware of this! ”

"What's the matter?"

Mo Tingchi said: "I am disgusted that you kill a person who has kindness to yourself for an inexplicable hatred, I am disgusted by this kind of person, so I don't think he is a human, but just treat him as a beast!" Mo Tingchi sneered and looked at the person who fell in front of him like an ant but his eyes were still full of hatred and fierce light, and said: "You are this kind of person, no, you are a beast in human skin." ”

The man's pupils shrank sharply, and he suddenly jumped up and pounced on Mo Dump Chi, this blow he and accumulated the strength of his whole body, as long as he could kill Ink Dump Chi, he believed that he could leave this ghost place, in mid-air he saw Ink Tilt Chi smiled coldly, and then kicked him in the chest with one foot, and his chest was for a while, and his internal organs were displaced again.

Mo Dumping Chi had already stood up and sighed: "I originally wanted to have a good talk with you, but unfortunately you are too stupid, he is not self-sufficient, you should know that since I can prevent you from killing Qiao Sanhuai and his wife, I am sure that I can deal with you, if I don't even have this certainty, you will not appear here, and I will not appear here." ”

A large mouthful of blood spat on the ground, and it was also stained on the body of the ink dumping pool, the ink dumping pool didn't care, and didn't even look at the person lying on the ground, but the person on the ground roared: "Wait." ”

Mo Dump Chi stopped, stared at the man coldly, and said, "What do you want to say?"

There was fear in the man's eyes, and now he finally understood that he was far from being the opponent of a young man who was less than half his age a year ago, but he was not willing to stay here, he still had too much to do, so he had to shout at this person, he needed to leave.

The man sat up straight again, his waist was still straight, no matter what blow he received, it would only be straight, there would be absolutely no bending, he said very rationally: "What do you want, how can you let me out?"

Mo Tingchi smiled, he liked smart men, so he turned around again and sat down.

He threw out the gold sore medicine and threw it in front of the man, and then said in a very pleasant tone, "You really want revenge?"

The man was silent for a moment, but did not lie: "I can do anything for revenge." ”

Mo poured into the pond and said, "Who is your enemy?"

The man was silent for a while, but he still said honestly: "The people who killed me at Yanmen Pass back then. "He can't be honest, he knows any words that come out of his mouth this young man probably knows, so he can only be honest and have a chance to leave this ghost place that does not see the light of day.

Mo Dump Chi turned his head, lit a lamp, and then said coldly: "Oh, more than twenty years have passed, don't you wonder why this group of people killed you outside Yanmen Pass?"

The man grabbed the ground, and the floor was a boulder, but the man's hand scratched four deep finger marks on the ground, which showed that he was very angry, and he said: "I naturally suspect, I suspect that there is a real murderer behind their group of people." ”

Mo Tingchi smiled: "Do you want to kill him?"

The man said, "Can you help me?"

Mo Tingchi nodded, he was very satisfied that this man was not distracted by hatred, and said, "Yes, I can help you, I can help you bring him to you, but I have one condition." ”

The man stared at the ink pool, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and said, "I am willing to agree to any conditions." ”

The corners of Mo Tingchi's mouth hooked up a playful look, and said, "Even if it includes killing some innocent people?"

The man was silent for a moment: "If there is no other way, I can!"

Mo Tingchi stood up, a flash of panic flashed in the man's eyes, although it was very fast, but he was still captured, Mo Tingchi said lightly: "I won't want you to kill, I just need you to stay here honestly and in peace, I will bring the murderers to you one by one." With that, Mo Dumping Pond walked outside.

The man stood up suddenly, and this time instead of shooting at the man in front of him, he screamed, "Why are you helping me?"

Mo Tingchi stopped at the door and sneered, "Maybe it's because I care about the little bit of compassion in my heart that I don't value myself!"

Stone chambers, corridors, steps, and mechanisms.

The ink pouring pond appeared on the rockery, and then crossed the blue wave lake and walked towards the redbud corridor. When he jumped over the lake, he had already seen the duel in front of Wenyi Longyuan, but he didn't participate, let alone be curious, he took an umbrella and calmly walked in the opposite direction to the gate of Wenyi Longyuan.

In the study, he was waiting for Qiao Feng in the study, as long as Qiao Feng had the ability to come to the study, he would give Qiao Feng the answer he wanted.

In the study, the ink pour pool holds the pen,

Huizhou superb rice paper on the iron painting silver hook six big characters.

"Look northwest and shoot the wolf!"

The ink poured down and looked out the window.

When the rain hits your ears, so does the world.

He opened his arms, and the world seemed to be in his arms.

The world, the world!

Mo Dumping's ambition has never been the rivers and lakes, but the world.

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In the labyrinthine corridor opposite, someone could see this scene. Bow your head and walk calmly.

This person exudes this innate wealth, but his eyebrows and eyes reveal incredible humility and piety.

Humility to the Ink Pool? Piety to the Ink Pool?

Nobody knows.