Chapter 152 Huang Jiu Beggar Tang Wuwu Du Sangu and Shangguan Ting
“Who did it?”
The three of them stood up at the same time, their faces were ashen and their breaths were heavy.
No matter how deep the city is, no matter how generous a person is, if his ancestral graves are dug up and the corpses of his parents and ancestors are exposed in the wilderness, I'm afraid it won't be a good feeling.
The three middle-aged men quickly answered:
“Xin Zhuo did it with Huaiwei!”
“Xin Zhuo did it with the Young Master!”
“Xin Zhuo did it with the eldest son!”
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Tang Wuwo, Du Sangu and Shangguan Ting looked shocked. These three boys took Xin Zhuo to dig up their ancestral graves? Which tendon is wrong?
Didn't they disappear inexplicably? Now he is taking Xin Zhuo to dig his ancestral grave?
"It's really unreasonable. The more this kid lives, the more he goes back."
The hero Tang Wuwo, who has always been known for his calmness, couldn't help but have veins popping up on his forehead, and turned to leave.
“Where are you going?”
I don’t know when there was a figure in the corner. I couldn’t tell the age. He could be sixty or seventy. He was wearing tattered clothes. His hair was messy, there were dog skin plasters on his face and thighs, and he was holding a dark iron walking stick in his hand.
He is clearly a beggar.
However, Tang Wuwo and the others did not dare to look down upon them in the slightest. They turned around and cupped their hands: "Master Huang Jiu, please, I'm afraid I have to go out if something happens at home!"
The beggar sneered: "You're going to come out later." I don’t want to stop you. I just want to ask you. It’s about to be completed. After thirteen years of hard work, you don’t want the future of a little master who has just entered the country?”
< br>Tang Wuwo and the three of them were silent.
The old beggar smiled coldly again: "What's the big deal about just the graves of my ancestors? I don't even have any ancestors!"
The three of them looked at him with gloomy expressions. Yes, you are not sad because you have no ancestors as a beggar.
The old beggar's voice slowed down: "I'm afraid that in the next two days, our skills will be greatly enhanced. By then, the little master will enter the country, and in this land thousands of miles away, who can't be killed except for the officials of the imperial court? Why should we care about mere trivial matters? The master is waiting for you inside, just let the servants do it! The fifth grade cannot be moved, and the guardian is required!"
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Thirty miles away from Duanyang Tower, in a mountain col leading to the ancestral graves of three families, more than a hundred people were lying prone at the moment.
Xin Zhuo, Di Huaijie, Gu Yezi and other ten people, plus Xue Huaiwei, Tang Shize and Du Jiunian, stood in a dense forest and looked towards the direction of Duanyang Tower.
Duanyang Tower now has four fifth-level players and fifteen fifth-level players. I don’t know what kind of skills and martial arts they have. I am afraid they are better than those who are independent and wild like Di Huaijie and Chen Si. Therefore, Xin Zhuo is not willing to act rashly.
He vaguely remembered that Yan Kuizong said that someone came to a certain academy in the capital. I wonder what level this person was?
If it is a half-step little grandmaster, a little grandmaster, or even a higher realm, let’s talk about it differently.
Thinking of this, he turned back to look at Tang Shize and the other three, and saw the three of them looking like dead dads holding back their urine. They asked in surprise: "What's the matter?"
What's the matter?
Tang Shize and the others twitched their mouths, "What are you talking about? The ancestral grave has been dug up, who feels better?" Who can bear it when his grandparents who love him are dug up?
Xin Zhuo seemed to have guessed it, and said in a gentle voice: "You might as well think about it from another angle. Those old graves were dug by you yourself. In any case, they were not dug up by others. It is not a shame. We can go back and find a time to burn them. Count some paper money, kowtow a few times, and have a grand burial again. Maybe your descendants will be protected and a champion will be born in your family! "
What nonsense are you talking about? Didn't you force us to do it?
The three of them became even more depressed.
“Actually, my ancestral grave was dug up too!”
Xin Zhuo sighed and pointed to Mr. Zhao and others not far away, "They know best. I have been freed from sadness, and my feeling is just normal."
Mr. Zhao and Mr. Ge Sanye were listening in rapt attention. , Ke Qing'e and others shrank their heads and pretended to be dead.
Xin Zhuo calmed down and looked at Tang Shize: "Do you know who the guest from the capital is?"
Tang Shize thought for a while: "I'm not here. , I don’t know, it should be that one, that one...”
Who that person is, I can’t remember for a while. At this moment, Di Huaijie, who was paying close attention to the direction of Duanyang Tower, suddenly said: "Master, someone is here, and the plan to siege the city and fight for reinforcements can begin!"
Xin Zhuo looked up and saw horse hooves and dust flying at the end of the official road. There should be fifty or sixty people running towards him at great speed.
Tang Shize also looked over and couldn't help but lost his voice: "Fifty Earthly Death and Uncle Agou?"
Sanhua Fairy Bai Mu asked curiously: "What is Earthly Death? "Shi?" Only seventy people survived, and all seventy people were in the seventh level!
Over the years when I went out to do things, twenty people died, and there were just fifty people left. This was the Duanyang Tower's killer weapon. They all were sent out this time. I'm afraid that the hero Tang Wuwo was anxious! "
The old man sneered and said: "Duanyang Tower is called a famous and decent family, and it is so shameless to do such a disrespectful thing to human life! "
Song Wudi also said: "Kill them and free them! "
Tang Shize hesitated for a moment: "These dead soldiers are not so easy to kill. They will form a large formation of earth evil, and the poisonous gas will overflow. Even a small master and below will be hit by it, and the dead soldiers' bodies before death are It will explode, and the blood is full of poison. If one sticks to it..."
Before he finished speaking, Di Huaijie, who was eager to show off, and ten other people and a group of sixth-grade masters, had already swooped down. Didn't listen at all.
According to Devil Tou Xin's idea, after finishing the Duanyang Tower, he would let himself and others leave. Now that he was only one step away from freedom, he still had to wait for a hammer! Dry!
In the official road at the foot of the mountain, there was a sound of horses neighing and lifeless scolding, followed by colorful Five Elements Qi and ordinary Qi flying.
Soon it was a mess, with dust, rocks, vegetation, weapons flying, and screams.
Xin Zhuo stood still, looking down with his hands behind his back.
He is not interested in dead soldiers or anything like that. He just wants to catch the heads of the three families of Duanyang Tower and Huang Jiugai. Firstly, he wants to avenge the murder order of Jianghu. Secondly, he wants to ask his grandfather what happened in these years. What.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Screams and broken limbs took off, smoke and blood danced together, and the entire 300-meter official road became a killing field.
Agou, the second-level master of the fifth grade who was the leader of Duanyang Tower, was instantly killed by Di Huaijie and others, and the dead warriors formed a strange formation.
Xin Zhuo estimated that he would not be able to defeat him with one move.
But people like Di Huaijie can, but there are always weaknesses in the formation. These people in the world are not fools. They rely on the large number of people to attack from all angles.
Soon the formation broke and the dead soldier died. Before his death, his body did explode, blood splashed, and white smoke rose from all the ground, flowers, plants and trees.
No wonder this kind of person is called a death warrior, his whole body is a weapon for killing people.
Even if our side is at least the sixth level, there are still many people injured by the poisonous gas.
Xin Zhuo turned around and waved, and Song Xijun and others who were in charge of arranging the antidote and massive medicinal materials immediately ran up with big bags on their backs.
……
It looked like the place below was gradually clearing.
Xin Zhuo is preparing antidote drugs again.
Xue Huaiwei and the others looked at each other. This "devil" not only knows how to practice poisons, but he can also prepare antidotes. Is it true that Mr. Zhao and others said that Xin Zhuo is a miracle doctor?
You know how to do everything at this age? Did you start practicing from your mother’s womb?
Tang Shize felt a little sorry for the dead soldiers below. He thought about it and asked, "What should we do next?"
Xin Zhuo didn't even raise his head: "Wait for your father and the others to come over!"
Du Jiunian's pupils shrank, and his mother might not be a match for this devil, so he subconsciously asked: "What if they don't come?"< br>
Xin Zhuo said: "Then let's destroy the Du family and Shenqian Villa first. They should come!"
Xue Huaiwei and Du Jiunian: "?"
( End of chapter)