Chapter 149 Xin Zhuo’s Grave
After all, she didn’t wait until the young master was twenty.
Xin Zhuo’s age is fixed at seventeen.
I can no longer do what I promised my uncle.
Uncle is the best! The death of the young master!
If I had known this, I shouldn't have caused trouble everywhere. It would have been better to take the young master to find a place with beautiful scenery to live in seclusion.
She no longer hates the young master.
Her tears couldn't help but fall down, and she simply lay on her knees and cried bitterly.
"Sister Ying'er, don't be like this!" Han Qiniang comforted her while also crying.
Murong Xiu and the others sighed, their eyes were red. Those days when they followed the master were so beautiful, but now...
At this moment, an excited shout came from the bottom of the mountain: "People from Fulong Village, come down and die!"
The sound was sharp and harsh.
This voice is very familiar, the leader of Black Wind Village, King Bodhisattva.
I don’t know whether it is a nickname or a real name, the seventh-grade warrior King Bodhisattva. Ever since everyone in Fufeng Village planted a big flag here, he has led his men to attack without stopping. He is even crazier than the original Hungry Wolf Village.
There are more than 300 bandits in Heifeng Village, but their advanced combat power is very weak. However, Wang Bodhisattva is extremely cunning and cannot catch them.
The six people stood up immediately, their faces turned cold——
Let’s use these thieves as sacrifices to the boss!
Sweeping to the edge of the mountain, he looked down with murderous intent.
There were not many people coming down the mountain. Except for King Bodhisattva, the leader of Heifeng Village, there were only five people on the side.
Murong Xiu and others couldn't help but look at each other, a little surprised. There was an acquaintance among them.
Standing among the five people were Sun Wu, Wang Hulu and Sun Dalu, the former owner of the Golden Gou Gambling House in Fufeng City.
Who knows why these three bastards got here?
Cui Ying'er and Murong Xiu looked at the other two people standing aside, their expressions changing slightly.
A middle-aged fat woman with a cold face, as if everyone owed her money.
A young man in brocade clothes with an upright crown looked like a young man. He looked coldly. When he saw Cui Ying'er and Han Qiniang, his eyes were a little strange.
Both of these two are sixth-grade masters.
Level 6!
"My colleagues in Fulong Mountain, I have invited experts to come here, and I want to see how you can resist." Wang Bodhisattva's face was full of excitement, and he looked at the five people standing aside. , "Everyone, let's do it!"
The five of them didn't say anything. Sun Wu obviously recognized Cui Ying'er and the others, with a look of surprise on his face. He cupped his fists at the young master next to him and said, "Sir, Mr. Shangguan, These people are the subordinates of Xin Zhuo who is on the Jianghu Pursuit Order!"
Sun Damu also said solemnly: "That's right! These people are the bandits of Xin Zhuo. Showing off one’s strength in Fulong Mountain is really abominable.”
Shangguan Jingyi's originally cheerful face turned serious in an instant. The third senior brother Song Dongxi was said to have been disabled, and the senior senior brother Xue Huaiwei was also poisoned by Xin Zhuo. How could he not avenge this?
Hold your hands behind your back and walk slowly towards the mountain.
The fat woman next to him also followed closely behind. She is from the Du family. Chen Jing, a disciple of the Du family, has suffered a lot. The eldest son, Du Jiu, is still alive and dead.
Wang Bodhisattva became more and more excited: "Cui Ying'er, why do you think I keep attacking Fulong Village? I have already taken a liking to you."
As he said this, he cupped his fists and saluted: "Everyone, Cui Ying'er stayed, and Wang was obsessed with her fox eyes and coldness for a long time!"
No one paid attention to it. Shangguan Jingyi's aura as a sixth-grade warrior was rising step by step, putting great pressure on people.
Murong Xiu and the others looked tense and stepped back step by step. Han Qiniang pulled Cui Ying'er who had not yet moved: "Sister Ying'er, you may not be able to defeat me. There is a cave in the back mountain, hide first! "
Cui Ying'er still didn't move, looking at Shangguan Jingyi and others coldly: "Is Xin Zhuo dead or alive?"
Shangguan Jingyi was not in the mood to reply.
The masters of the Du family were not in the mood to speak.
Cui Ying'er breathed a sigh of relief and was about to give up questioning and stepped back when she raised her eyes and saw the boss. Sitting on the flatbed truck and eating a huge leg of roasted lamb with Xiao Huang, the boss was not only not dead, but also seemed to have gained weight.
There was just a dark group of martial arts masters with cold expressions behind them.
She couldn't help but be stunned.
Murong Xiu and the others behind him were also stunned on the spot, swallowing subconsciously and rubbing their eyes.
The good news is that the boss is not dead!
The bad news is, who are those people behind? Kidnapped the boss?
Xin Zhuo at the bottom of the mountain was also stunned for a moment, and even looked in all directions. He and his people had come over the mountain. Did this happen to them when they first arrived? Is it a coincidence or did the three companies have insight into their own route and designed it?
Shangguan Jingyi, the Du family women and Sun Wu naturally saw the crowd below, and they were sweating for a while.
More than a hundred masters, most of whom were at a higher level than them, suddenly appeared?
Soon, they discovered Xue Huaiwei, Du Jiunian and others in the crowd:
"Elder brother!"
"Young Master!"
Xue Huaiwei and Du Jiunian glanced After taking one look at Cui Ying'er and the others, he immediately coughed and said seriously: "Who are you? Don't scream!"
......
Shangguan Jingyi, the Du family woman, Sun Wu, Sun Dali and Wang Bodhisattva have been hung up, with their upper bodies naked, their hands tied, and their feet not leaving the ground.
His body was covered with whip wounds and it was too horrible to look at.
In fact, one moment they were preparing to kill someone, and the next moment their lives were in danger. The fate of their lives really confused them.
In the simple Juyi Hall, a table of chicken, fish, meat and eggs has been placed, with only seven people and one dog from Fulong Village sitting around.
Han Qiniang's eyes flashed with excitement: "The master is so powerful, so many masters have been conquered, he is even more powerful than when he was in Fulong Mountain!"
Cui Ying'er patted her and then smiled: "I don't know how much hardship the boss has endured."
"I can't say, my butt hurts after riding on a flatbed truck all the way."
Xin Zhuo put down his chopsticks , looking at the lonely grave outside through the window, the more it looked, the more dazzling it became: "Can you take off the mourning scarf and push my grave? I'm so scared."
"Haha..." A group of people shouted loudly. He smiled and quickly threw away the filial piety scarf on his head.
Xin Zhuo said seriously: "According to what you guys said, the masters of the Du family and Shenqian Villa have all gone to Duanyang Tower. They have been there for several months and there has been no movement?"
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"Yes!"
Murong Xiu nodded and said: "I quietly ran to Duanyang Tower for a day and found people coming in and out. I don't know what they were doing. By the way, I also found someone, you Guess who?"
Xin Zhuo thought for a moment: "Huang Jiu Bei?"
Murong Xiu was surprised: "Master, do you even know this?"
< br>Xin Zhuo looked at him strangely, suddenly waved his hand, and the white and yellow infuriating energy flashed away.
Murong Xiu was caught off guard and fell heavily to the ground, his internal organs almost shifted, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He looked at Xin Zhuo in disbelief: "The boss, the boss..."
Cui Ying'er and others quickly stood up, Also shocked.
Xin Zhuo had already walked up to Murong Xiu: "Don't Huang, seal your five internal organs first."
As he said that, he stretched out his hand and held his with the "xxxx" pulse technique. He checked his pulse, then turned him over, took off his robe, and used two fingers to press several of his acupuncture points.
I saw his back suddenly bulging, as if a silkworm chrysalis was squirming, and soon a strange, shellless snail-like, pitch-black insect bit through the skin and came out.
"Baji" fell to the ground and quickly turned into a pool of blood.
Cui Ying'er and Murong Xiu looked at the ground in surprise, completely confused: "Where...where did this insect come from?"
Xin Zhuo's face was uncertain, and he really made himself guess. The beggar Huang Jiu attacked Murong Xiu. From this, it can be seen that many others may have fallen victim to this trick.
What ulterior deal did my grandfather make with them?
"Xue Huaiwei, Du Jiunian, Tang Shize, Di Huaijie, please come in."
(End of this chapter)