"Sect Master, there must be something strange about this matter!"

"Oh, where did the weirdness come from?"

"Master, listen to me slowly......"

At this time, a lazy voice sounded: "Yang Yao, you are really good enough ink! ”

The person who spoke was wearing a dark blue brocade robe, with an ochre tiger-striped silver belt tied around his waist, long black hair, a pair of clear and bright tiger eyes, and a handsome figure. There is a Qingfeng sword on his back, just looking at the scabbard, he knows that it is not ordinary, and he is obviously still a golden practitioner. When the ancient "rich and handsome" sounded.

The two of them seemed accustomed to this rhythm, and there was no unpleasantness, and they turned their heads to look at the person who spoke.

"Isn't this an obvious thing? The Western Regions Demon Sect must have heard that our Holy Sect had lost in the southwest region, so it strengthened its attack in the Jiangnan area, increased the pressure on us, and dragged down our main forces, so that we could not divide our manpower, and we were tired of dealing with the unknown shili, and Zuihou was secretly joined forces by the two of them, and it was eaten away little by little, which was wishful thinking. ”

"Fan You's envoy really has a high opinion, in a word, the demon of the Western Regions Demon Sect must have made such a plan, and his intentions are vicious and ruthless, which is really unguardable. The Demon Sect Leader nodded, casting an approving glance at Fan You's envoy.

Fan You sent a chill and turned his head away, just as if he didn't see it, whenever the sect leader praised a person like this, that person would inevitably be unlucky. Sure enough, then the sect leader said, "Since Fan Right Envoy is well aware of the intrigues and tricks of the Western Regions Demon Sect, it is better to work hard for the Holy Sect." Go and negotiate with the unknown shili to see what they really want, maybe we can reconcile. We are all members of the Central Plains sect, and we should share the same hatred for the enemy, fight against foreign enemies together, let go of the prejudice between good and evil, and seek common interests. Let them know that our holy religion is holy, righteous and great. Let them know that our Holy Sect never does bad things, and that all the gossip circulating on the rivers and lakes is deliberately slandered by someone. Let them know ......"

“haode。 Master. I know, I'll go right away!" Fan You's envoy suddenly turned into two big ones, if he didn't promise the sect leader, the sect leader could whisper in his ear for a few hours without repeating a single content. I really don't know how he can have so many words as a man.

Fan You'an spoke. And they went out. The sect leader behind him and Yang Yao glanced at each other. A tacit smile. Cold. Fan Youenvoy suddenly turned around, startled the two of them, and hurriedly sat upright.

The sect leader asked with a pleasant face, "Is there anything else that Fan You Envoy is missing?"

Fan Right Envoy glanced at the sect leader. glanced at Yang Yao again, and his look of contempt was undisguised, and he said in his heart: "These two people have teamed up to trap me again, I really think I'm stupid, I just want to go out and meet the beauties of Huahua Shijie." After some contempt, Zhengse said: "Sect Master, as the saying goes, 'The emperor is not a hungry soldier', this is a long way to go back and forth, is the sect leader ......?"

With a "boom", a bag full of silver taels flew out of the sect master's hand and fell steadily into the hands of Fan You's envoy. Fan Youenvoy flipped the bag in his hand, and did not show any dissatisfied expression, but just looked up at the beams of the main hall, as if his feet had taken root, and he did not move.

"Huh" another bag flew out of Yang Yao's hand and smashed into Fan You's face, Fan You's body didn't move, his eyes didn't blink, and as soon as he raised his hand, he grabbed the bag and threw it into his arms at will. Still not moving.

The sect leader was not angry, smiled slightly, and said: "Xiaoxiao, you don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil, and salt are at home, and our Holy Sect eats and drinks every day, do you know how much it will use? I'll do the math with you, starting with firewood......"

Fan Youenvoy hurriedly changed a smile, gently interrupted the sect leader's words, and asked, "Sect leader, is there any information about the unknown shili?"

"According to the reports of the spies, it is most likely that the killer will organize the 'Yanyu Building', and the main helm is in Chengdu. Their deputy lord is the killer who has never killed people in the past few years, and has the name of 'coming without a trace, leaving without a trace, and sealing the throat with a sword is empty'. It is rumored that above the void, there is an even more mysterious lord. You have to be careful when you go, according to your kung fu, you can tie with Wukong at most, don't be reckless, and if you can't talk, you will retreat. I don't want anything to happen to you, the cause of this religion is important, but the safety of your life is even more important to me. The sect leader looked at Fan Youenvoy affectionately and said.

Fan Youenvoy had another chill, but he was still a little moved in his heart. Although the sect leader has a lot of eyes, he always likes to call people to work, and he likes to ramble endlessly, but he is sincere to his cronies, which is also the relationship between most of the masters who defected to the Ming Sect in the Western Regions back then, and several of their own sect leader cronies did not leave.

"Sect Master, do you have anything to order?" Fan Youenvoy gave a rare respect.

The sect leader thought for a while, his brows furrowed into a Sichuan character, and finally he said: "If it is possible, remember to bring Dachuan back, I believe he is not dead." ”

"Yes. Fan turned around and left the main hall.

Yang Yao looked at the sect leader and was about to say something, when the sect leader interrupted him with a wave of his hand and said, "I know what you want to say, but Dachuan has been with me for so many years, and nothing has happened to him, and I trust him very much after so many years." Now he is alive and dead, whether he is ...... or not I'd love to see him again. He's my brother after all. ”

Yang Yao nodded and asked other questions: "Fan Xiao's trip is dangerous, do you need to secretly send a few people to answer?"

"No, he knows how to judge the situation, knows how to advance and retreat, and he can always run away if he can't beat it. What's more, the 'Smoke and Rain Building' is understaffed, and now it is busy occupying the territory we have given up, and it will definitely not cause any extraneous branches. If it is unfavorable to Fan Xiao, it will only completely anger us and cause a big war in advance. Since their mysterious lord dared to start a war against our Holy Sect, and since he was our great enemy at the time of the challenge, it showed that his city was extremely deep and far-sighted. That kind of fool does it, I guess he won't do. The Sect Master replied nonchalantly.

Yang Yao stopped talking about this issue, and changed the question: "Some elders are very dissatisfied with us giving up the territory in the southwest, and threaten to change the sect leader in advance......

The sect leader's eyes were cold, and he said: "Those old immortal things, thinking that they have made some contributions to the sect, like to point fingers at the affairs of the sect, which is really unpleasant. Put up with them for the time being, just because a few of them can't move my position, and when the time comes, let those old things sacrifice for this religion, and fulfill their sincere heart for this religion. Speaking of the back, the sect leader's eyes became colder and colder, and the temperature in the entire hall seemed to drop a lot.

Yang Yao kept nodding in his heart, this is the overlord in his mind, and he is also the sect leader with the highest martial arts of the Demon Sect since Emperor Shakti, Nangong Batian.

......

"I'll your ancestors, and get over to Uncle Lewang!"

Dali City, Liewang roared, and the muscular men who had a fight with the ruffians instantly threw down the food in their hands and the beauties around them, brushed them together, and neatly ran to Liewang to form several queues, and the atmosphere did not dare to gasp.

Liewang's fierce eyes swept over the faces of every muscular man, and everyone on the green forest road in the South China Sea, who was usually powerful, was unwilling to squeak in fear, some people sweated on their foreheads, some people trembled in their arms, and some people even oozed cold sweat on their backs, and some even clamped their buttocks. I really don't know what Levan has done to them, so that they are afraid of being like this, and Levang's cruelty can be seen.

"A group of eight lambs, how did Uncle Liewang explain to you when he came, you must be disciplined, don't mess around, you guys are fucking good, you actually embarrassed Uncle Liewang. As soon as Levong raised his hand, he slapped the muscular man in front, and the strong man who fought with the black bear was like a chicken under Levong, and he was fanned out and smashed into the vendor's stall next to him. Levong raised his leg and kicked another muscular man away, smashing it into the shop next to him.

Others didn't dare to move, looked down at their shoes, and prayed to God and Buddha in their hearts, hoping that Liewang would forget him.

Liewang flew two of them, and then he was about to do it, and Peng Jia behind him said coldly: "Don't waste time, the master is waiting, hurry up and go." ”

In just a second, Liewang changed his dry smile, turned back to Pengjia and said, "Pengpeng, you shouldn't have seen this today, don't tell the master, I'll invite you to drink when you go back." ”

Pengjia habitually wanted to give Levan an elbow blow, but he glanced at a group of muscular men behind Levong, and put up with it considering Levong's face. He didn't answer, looked at Levan with contempt, stretched out his index finger and shook it.

Liewang had drunk many times with Pengjia, and when he saw Pengjia's movements, he suddenly felt like a deflated ball. Every time he drank himself, the next day Pengjia would always shake his finger at himself, which means: Drink, you can't!

In order to save face, he looked for Pengjia many times, but each time he failed, which made Liewang never understand that Weishenme's thin body was more than his own big man.

The muscular men in the back, their brains are not very good, seeing that their boss is low, and the thin man in front dares to stretch out his fingers and despise them, they are filled with righteous indignation, thinking that the opportunity to atone for their sins has come, and they all shouted: "you, where did you kid come from." "Do you know how to write dead words?" "Come, Uncle tells you what chrysanthemums are all over the ground...... "Even more anxious simply flew towards Pengjia.

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Pengjia's mouth, and his body moved, bringing a burst of phantom, and a relatively thin body bravely greeted a group of muscular men with developed limbs...... (To be continued......)

PS: The second update, another 3000 words, this is definitely the first time in Lao Gao's book. My first time, I'm handed it over to all of you, where is the applause, where is the shouting, where is the support?!!!