"If you talk about Miss Wind today, if the head of the family knows about it, do you know what kind of ending you will have?"

Scanning the people in the broken temple, Ren Xiafeng burped, but this crisp sound was like a life-urging charm, making everyone in the broken temple tremble one by one. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The name Ren Xiafeng is not a big deal, including Li Hanchuan, who blushed in the broken temple, there is no one who has no notoriety in the rivers and lakes, but the nickname of "drunken little ghost", coupled with Ren Xiafeng's deeds of killing his mentor and his wife, coupled with the title of "Top Ten Wicked People", made these wicked people who had one or two lives in their hands, and the few who had just stolen the gold, silver and jade artifacts from the mansions of high-ranking officials and nobles were terrified.

"Boss Ren, does the head of the family have any instructions?"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Mao Mouse'er hurriedly changed the topic, but before Mao Mouse'er could stand up from the root of the wall, he was glared back by Ren Xiafeng with a drunken look.

"Command? Where will the head of the house give any orders at this time? Why? Do you want the master of the house to order you to unscrew off the head of your dead mouse?"

"Don't dare, don't dare. ”

The hairy mouse almost responded with a crying voice, Ren Xiafeng sneered, and said to everyone in the house:

"Miss Wind is the guest of the head of the house, where is the head of the house to entertain guests, but as a subordinate discussing the guests behind his back, ......how is the guest doing?

Ren Xiafeng snorted coldly, and the long sword on his waist was unsheathed in an instant, and no one in the broken temple could see how this sword came out of the sheath, but everyone saw Li Hanchuan's appearance. And on the head of the Buddha statue behind Li Hanchuan, the long sword on Ren Xiafeng's waist was inserted.

With another cold snort, Ren Xiafeng fell to the ground suddenly, smacked his mouth, shouted "bring the wine" in his mouth, and fell to the ground again, as if he was asleep, and his momentum disappeared for a while.

"Boss Ren?"

Someone in the broken temple whispered to Ren Xiafeng, but Ren Xiafeng ignored it, but snored.

"Li Dashengren, you see, this is the ...... of Hongyan"

A flying stone galloped past his ear, and the hairy mouse didn't dare to say anything more, and the whole person curled up like a bed bug.

"Third brother...... Dead?"

After the skinny Guo Si learned what happened to the beggar gang rudder, he just muttered what Ren Xia Feng had just said.

"It's dead, I'm afraid the body has been found by the beggar gang disciples. ”

Under the broken temple, there is a secret passage that the beggars once had, and this secret passage was naturally told to Sikong Gu by the holes, and it was used to hide the people brought by Sikong Gu. The end of this secret passage leads to a secluded and uninhabited place on the outskirts of Luoyang City, which is several miles long.

This ruined temple was originally a stronghold of the beggars in Luoyang, but it has been abandoned for decades, since the rise of war, the beggars have seized several houses in the name of "robbing the rich and helping the poor", and this place has been abandoned.

"Who did it?"

"It was an order from the head of the house. ”

"Who did it?"

Guo Si repeated the question again, his tone was terrifyingly smooth, and there was not even any emotion mixed in with it. Ren Xiafeng was sure that if a big tree or a stone could speak, then it must be Guo Si's current tone.

"Me. ”

Ren Xiafeng was not the slightest drunk at the moment, but just answered this question naturally, as if answering an inconsequential question. Guo Si's eyes are no longer gray, and the pair of black eyes are a little complicated in the dark passage that is only illuminated by the oil lamp in Guo Si's hand.

Ren Xiafeng had no way to tell what kind of emotion Guo Si was at the moment, whether he was angry or sad, but why did there seem to be a fire in these dark eyes? This fire did not burn anyone, but added a bit of warmth to this dark and gloomy dark passage.

"Thank you. ”

After spitting out these three words, Guo Si closed his eyes.

"The head of the house told you to go see him immediately. ”

"What about those people?"

Ren Xiafeng didn't ask Guo Si who they were, he just nodded and replied, "I'll take care of it." ”

"I hope so. ”

After leaving such a sentence, Guo Si walked to the passage outside the city, while Ren Xiafeng returned to the ruined temple with his eyes closed.

Ren Xiafeng has never been drunk, or rather, no matter how strong the wine, it will not cause him the slightest discomfort.

The so-called drunkenness is nothing but a lie to deceive oneself, as long as you want to get drunk, even if you don't have to drink, you can get drunk.

"It's funny......"

In the dark passage, Ren Xiafeng heard the group of "heroes" above talking loudly about Feng Lingshuang.

He didn't say a word, knowing that Li Hanchuan was in an embarrassment, so he appeared in front of everyone.

He wasn't angry, but drunk people were moody.

"Jia San is dead?"

"Dead. ”

Feng Lingshuang didn't know that she, a beauty like ice, would be associated with things like "pheasant" and "phoenix" by Ren Xiafeng's subordinates, and naturally she wouldn't know that someone was using her as an excuse to wantonly vent her feelings.

"We ...... Where to go?"

"You help me kill someone, and I help you kill someone, isn't this an agreement between us?"

Sikong Gu still had that kind of smile on his face, although Feng Lingshuang felt that Sikong Gu's smile was different every time, but he couldn't say what was different, including the smile on Sikong Gu's face this time.

"Quanzhou?"

"Go straight to Quanzhou, the news that I want to challenge the East China Sea Sword Immortal should have been released on Friday. Why don't you want to ride in a carriage?"

Sikong Gu, who had already entered the carriage, stepped out from behind the curtain and asked towards Feng Lingshuang.

"All this...... It's all under your control?"

"What do you mean? are you referring to what happened yesterday, or are you talking about challenging the Sword Immortal?"

Feng Lingshuang's mouth opened slightly, but closed it again, she grabbed Sikong Gu's outstretched hand, and also got into the carriage.

When the mute coachman shook the whip and the wheels began to turn, Feng Lingshuang said:

"Is Jia San's death also in your calculations?"

"Wind girl, we just made a deal, and I can't answer this question. ”

"If you want to get rid of the relationship, you don't have to abandon Jia San, the people in the Dirty Clothes Sect who know about Jia San's existence no longer exist, and now Kong Wen, the actual controller of the beggar gang, is impossible to ask you for the murderer. ”

"Why can't it be?"

"Aren't you cooperating?"

"Kong Wen has already got what he wants, and I have also got what I want, Kong Wen is very clear, the beggar gang is in Jiangbei after all, and his cooperation with me is still within the scope of God's tolerance. ”

Speaking of this, Sikong Gu paused, in the dark carriage, except for the breath of the beauty and the faint fragrance, Sikong Gu had no other way to feel the existence of Feng Lingshuang.

Feng Lingshuang didn't ask any more questions.

"After the cooperation is over, everyone will go their separate ways, Wind Girl, isn't this the answer you want?" (To be continued.) )