Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Wicked Guest

I didn't regret it and didn't expect that this matter would be completed like this, and the return in front of me was the return part that Dudu's parents explained to find before they died. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

According to Wu Regret's expectations, he handed over Dudu to them, and then went to find a know-it-all, but he underestimated Ma Ru's calculations, maybe Ma Ru learned from the battle that day that Wu Wu's martial arts were extremely high, or maybe it was because of Ma Ru's lack of manpower, and Wu Wu, who was injured and healed, was left behind by various excuses, of course, Du Du's credit was indispensable.

On this day, they were about to leave, but they didn't expect that there were villains who came to the door, these villains were the murderers who chased and killed Dudu's parents that day, led by the fatal judge Shangguan Xiong.

At the age of forty-five or sixteen, Shangguan Xiong was made a fatal judge because he was good at using a pair of judges' pens, and many heroes died under his pen.

In fact, the first few **** have been here, but they were beaten back by Ma Ru, if they were ordinary people, they would have been hiding as far as they wanted, but the treasure map is related to the whereabouts of the Nine-Tails Order, and he can't afford to be scattered, so he gathered a group of people from the rivers and lakes and came here for the second time.

Because someone had emboldened him this time, the judge immediately became imposing, walked to the gathering place of the Hui tribe, and shouted at a young herdsman: "Quickly call your family chief to welcome your guests." ”

When the young shepherd saw that the man was menacing, and did not know what it was, he turned and left.

Zhang Zhao, who came to cheer, thought: The situation in the Western Regions is complicated, especially the Hui tribe is the most powerful, and he can't offend them because of this trivial matter, so he called out to the young shepherd

"This friend is slow, you said that we are from Dugu's family, there is something to ask the noble chief, and I hope that my friend will pass it on on my behalf" After speaking, he glanced at a big man next to him.

The big man nodded, and led a dozen men around the back to prevent them from escaping through the back door. As soon as Ma Zhuolun heard the shepherd's message, he knew that this group of people must have come for Dudu, so he asked Ma Jian to go out and perfunctory, and then he came to Dudu and whispered: "Dudu, there is a group of people outside, Uncle guesses, they must have come for you, you should be wronged first......."

At this time, I could only hear someone shouting loudly from behind, and at the same time, there was also a commotion in front, and the judge of death and others were about to break into the camp.

Ma Jian tried his best to block it, but where could he stop it?

Zhang Zhaozhong and others were shocked by the prestige of the Hui Ministry, and it was inconvenient to search clearly, so he only said: "I have been living in the Central Plains for a long time, and it is the first time I have come to the West Courtyard.

Ma Jian saw that the matter was revealed, and he didn't want to talk nonsense, so he drew out his long sword with a brush, pointed at the fatal judge, and said: "Shangguan Xiong, the last time you came to my ministry, you didn't follow your intentions, but you were beaten away by Ma Ru, what's the matter?

At this time, Ma Zhuolun, who had arranged everything, had already led people to the outside of the camp, and when he saw that Shangguan Xiong was also inside, he said coldly: "Who should I be? It turned out to be an official master, and he was disrespectful just now." ”

Shangguan Xiong frowned and said, "Down there is the dart head of the Zhenyuan Dart Bureau, not a person in the officialdom, brother, are you gone?"

After he finished speaking, he turned back to Zhang Zhao and said, "Some time ago, I witnessed with my own eyes that a little girl of seven or eight years old was sent here, or let our people search it."

Ma Ru said coldly: "There are many seven or eight-year-old little girls in our Hui Ministry, why do you search for them, do you really think that our Hui Minus is a soft persimmon, you can pinch it as much as you want?"

Zhang Zhaozhong and the others are all old rivers and lakes, big experts, knowing that the little girl he is looking for is in this camp, but it is related to the relationship between the Dugu family and the Hui department, and he is not easy to draw conclusions, especially when he sees the Hui people in front of him, he can't help but secretly complain in his heart, when Shangguan Xiong looked for him, he thought it was an ordinary tribe, but he didn't expect it to be Ma Zhuolun and Ma Ru.

Who is Ma Zhuolun? He is a well-known patriarch in the Western Regions, and as long as he raises his arms, hundreds of thousands of Hui people will definitely respond.

As for Ma Ru, he is a famous swordsman in the Western Regions, and his three-point swordsmanship is unique in the Western Regions.

What's more, over the years, the Dugu family has been wooing the Hui Ministry, vainly trying to make them stand on their side, and it is precisely because of the Hui and other forces that the Dugu family can be at peace with Sanssouci Valley.

But if they searched carefully in the camp and found out, it would be fine, and if they couldn't find out, they would not be willing to give up if they returned to the tribe and lost face? If they rushed headlong to Sanssouci Valley, he Zhang Zhaozhong would be a sinner of the Dugu family.

Therefore, they all hesitated.

But Shangguan Xiong didn't think so, he was bent on finding the little girl, getting the treasure map, and then using the treasure map to achieve his own goals.

Zhang Zhaozhong saw that things were a little unexpected to himself, and knew that if he continued, he might get worse, so he suddenly had an idea, and smiled at Ma Ru: "Ma Shaoxia is a famous chivalrous man in my Western Regions, and he has always admired him very much, and he is also a friend of my Dugu family in the back department, today's things are all misunderstandings, and I hope that Ma Lao Hero and Ma Shaoxia will forgive me, and in the future, my Dugu family will come to apologize, Shangguan Xiong, and I will not ask Ma Lao Hero for guilt."

Shangguan Xiong on the side never expected that things would end in such a joking ending, and he was just about to open his mouth to refute, but he was stopped by the big man on the side.

The big man's cold gaze made Shangguan Xiong very uncomfortable, but he knew that if he was uneasy to do what he said, it was very likely that his head would fall to the ground.

The people in the rivers and lakes are either killed or killed!

Shangguan Xiong ran before and after like this, not for glory and wealth, and generally people who live for glory and wealth are very afraid of death.

Shangguan Xiong honestly clasped his fists with both hands, and said to Ma Zhuolun: "It's abrupt, I hope that Ma Lao's hero will forgive me."

Ma Zhuolun is also an old fox, he knows the truth of accepting it when he sees it, he smiled at Shangguan Xiong and said: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be ......"

Shangguan Xiong, who left the camp, seemed to be still angry, and said to Zhang Zhaozhong: "Zhang Daxia, that little girl is in the camp, maybe the treasure map also fell into the hands of those barbarians, why didn't you search it just now?"

Zhang Zhaozhong glared at Shangguan Xiong and said: "You almost ruined the big thing of our Dugu family, those barbarians are even our young master is co-opting, in case you make a move, as long as one of the barbarians escapes, our Dugu family will fall into a state of no return."

Shangguan Xiong still said disapprovingly: "The Dugu family is one of the four great families of martial arts, who else can ...... in the Western Regions."

"Sanssouci Valley" Zhang Zhaozhong spit out three words, and the people present did not speak, they had been in the Western Regions for a long time, so they naturally knew what these three words represented.

The rise of Sanssouci Valley is actually not slow, from its establishment to the present, it has only been about fifty years, and no one is optimistic about it at the beginning, but as time goes by, when people really face Sanssouci Valley, it has become a behemoth.