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In the face of Sikong Gu's persuasion, Zhang Wutong didn't have any intention to think deeply, he glanced at the Allure Beauty on Sikong Gu's side, and then said: "The grievances between the young man and the Shenmen have nothing to do with the old man......

"Since it has nothing to do with the seniors, how about the seniors remove those dark crossbow cold arrows?"

Sikong Gu's words fell, Zhang Wutong's brows tightened again, the corners of Sikong Gu's mouth rose by half a point, but the corners of Zhang Wutong's mouth jumped a few times.

"Dark crossbow cold arrow?" Man Hongsha stood behind Zhang Wutong, naturally unable to see Zhang Wutong's expression, he frowned, looking puzzled.

"The seniors may not know, the best thing for the younger generations is to find the hiding place of these people who don't know whether they are alive or dead, claiming to be from the gods, killing more than 50 people, but refusing to confess their identities, the younger generations have left them with their lives, and they will ...... after confirmation"

"Mr. Zhang......" Man Hongsha understood what Sikong Gu was talking about, this time Man Hongsha brought the elite disciples of the Divine Sect in Luoyang, a total of more than sixty people, all of whom were handed over to the scheming Zhang Wutong for deployment, and he himself watched all this like an outsider.

It's not that Man Hongsha hasn't thought about this possibility, but now Man Hongsha, who is dominated by anger and shame in his heart, has lost all the ability to think. If Sikong Guguo is really playing tricks, then what exactly does he want to do? This kind of lie that only needs a little verification to debunk......

"Does the young man want to let the old man break the contract with just one mouth? The master of the Yangmen handed over this burden to the old man, which is the trust of the old man......" Zhang Wutong was noncommittal to Sikong Gu's words, he just squinted his eyes and stared at Sikong Gu, trying to find a flaw in Sikong Gu's smile, but Zhang Wutong didn't know that Sikong Gu almost couldn't lie, and even if he lied, the habitual smile on his face could not be seen at all.

Sikong Gu will not panic, because he has no reason to panic, just like now, he is a little light.

"If Yang Feiqiu really wants to kill me, he just needs to come over in person. ”

Although his voice was peaceful, there was a little contempt in Sikong Gu's smile, and his tone rose slightly, "That's it, I think the seniors haven't figured out the joints, no wonder Yang Feiqiu will let you come." ”

"Among the joints?" Zhang Wutong's body shook, how could he not know what Sikong Gu's so-called "joints" were? But he didn't want to believe it, and he didn't dare to believe it. After all, when Yang Feiqiu personally came to invite him out of the mountain, those sincere words were still vivid in his ears.

Sikong Gu's eyes lit up, nodded slightly, and tapped himself with his right index finger, saying:

"Yang Feiqiu has seen me, he knows how difficult I am to deal with, just with a sword envoy who has become a waste, plus a master of the Heavenly Machine Sect with old-fashioned tricks, it is a bit too big to deal with mere subordinates. Senior Zhang, is this hard to figure out?"

"Sikong Lonely!"

Man Hongsha's angry voice came from his dry throat, and when he heard this sound coming from his own throat, Man Hongsha was also stunned, he would never make such a sound, at least until he met Sikong Gu, he had always been like this.

"Manchu envoy, what is the crisis within the Divine Gate, you must know better than me, right? Yang Feiqiu sits in the position of the door master, what is the basis, presumably you know better than Sikong Gu, an outsider, right?"

"Be careful. Before Feng Lingshuang's words fell, Sikong Gu had already dodged the cold arrow shot by Zhang Wutong from his sleeve sideways.

"Senior Zhang, you and Yang Feiqiu have known each other for many years, and your child is now in the position of the hall master in the Divine Gate, so he must know more about the inside story of the Divine Gate than me, a newcomer who has just come out of the rivers and lakes, right?"

Zhang Wutong stared at Sikong Gu for a long time, but suddenly laughed, and the laughter was crazy. Man Hongsha, who was holding the long sword at his waist, saw this scene, but he had to clench his teeth.

"Both of them are smart people, and they should know ...... This Luoyang City is not Jiangnan, no matter how many roads there are in Xiamen, it is impossible to compare to the Shenmen or the Tianji Sect......"

Man Hongsha finally noticed that on this avenue, which was less than a mile away from the city gate, there was no trace of people at all.

"This Luoyang City, there is no ability to turn the clouds and rain down, the officials and soldiers have probably surrounded the streets and streets, and they are approaching here step by step, right?"

In fact, there is no need for Sikong Gu to explain, the noisy voices coming from both ends of the long street are the best proof for the red sand.

"Boy, when did the transaction between you and the Yang Sect Master begin?"

Although Zhang Wutong was holding his cane with both hands, his trembling body was very likely to collapse in the next breath.

"Deals, no deals, just a heart......minded"

"Have a soul?" Zhang Wutong chewed on the two words that came out of Sikong Gu's mouth like a cow eating grass, and the noisy voices in the streets and alleys had begun to approach.

"What a ...... ......"Man Hongsha was about to fight with Sikong Gu to break the net, but he heard Sikong Gu say something lightly.

"Let's do it. ”

Sikong Gu smiled at the moment, with deep tiredness.

The alluring beauty on Sikong Lone's side finally stopped standing there like an ice sculpture, and the sword she held on her chest came out of its sheath when Sikong Lone's voice fell, and the sword was as fast as lightning, heading straight for Zhang Wutong and Man Hongsha.

Man Hongsha pulled out his sword, a swordsman can't do without a sword in his hand, especially when the swordsman is dead.

Feng Lingshuang's sword ignored the sharp sword that was full of red sand, and her light body also dodged the slow snail-like attack in her eyes, the sword sank into Zhang Wutong's murderer, and the sword edge tore Zhang Wutong's chest, and the scarlet blood soaked the clothes on Zhang Wutong's chest, and also wet the sword in Feng Lingshuang's hand.

When Feng Lingshuang drew out his sword and avoided the red sand again, the bloody sword in Feng Lingshuang's hand passed through the back of Zhang Wutong's neck, and the bone crack was very clear with a click, and this time the blood spurted out and spilled onto the face of the red sand.

Put away the sword, return to the sheath, and Feng Lingshuang returned to Sikong Gu's side.

Just as Sikong Gu is fast, it can't catch a trace like the wind, so the speed of the wind and frost is like a fallen leaf that is swept up by the wind, although the red sand can see this leaf clearly, but it can't catch it.

Man Hongsha knew that he had lost again.

The whole world was plunged into darkness before Man Hongsha's eyes, until he heard a familiar voice.

"Tan Liu. (To be continued.) )