Vol 4 Chapter 62: Disputes!

Spicy...
wrong!
It is to teach!
Suddenly, Jason's appetite greatly improved.
Although I don't know what role the Death Teacher played in this incident, Jason knows he has extra ‘food’ again.
‘Sure enough, when the takeaway is not available, you have to pick it up! ’
Jason thought from the bottom of his heart, his footsteps became lighter.
Even, it can be said to be weird.
Even though there are many warriors inside and outside the manor, and they are all patrolling with all their hearts, but when Jason walked past these people, most of them were unaware. One or two people who were aware of it did not see anyone. , I would only think it was a gust of wind.
The transcendental [sneaking], at this time, manifested vividly and vividly.
It can be said that Jason came to the manor without hindrance.
It was dark all around.
Only the room in the middle is lit.
At the same time, it is also the strongest position of the ‘good luck pill’.
Also mixed with a lot of grilled spicy strips.
There is no doubt that this is the goal of this trip.
Jason leaned in quietly.
At this moment, four people in the room are sitting around a square table.
The four are all men, old and young, thin or strong.
Sitting in Nannan was a young man with a handsome face. He was dressed in white with a long sword in his hand and placed on his knees.
Sitting on the north side is a middle-aged man with a long beard, wearing a xiucai square, holding a folding fan in his hand, and an angry face, sitting like a teacher.
Sitting on the west side was a burly man with a full beard and a dark face. His hands were supported on his knees. Not only did his hands have large palms, but the joints were also thick, which was very noticeable.
The one sitting on the east side is the oldest one, not to mention the thin body, the cheeks are also thin, with a trace of muddy in the eyes, holding a pipe in his hand, the cigarette holder is made of jade, the pipe is not ordinary wood but completely metal The finished product is exuding a strange brilliance under the candlelight at this time.
At this moment, four people of different ages and appearances, none of them spoke. They all stared at the square solid wood box on the table.
The atmosphere in the room is extremely depressing.
Even, it feels suffocating.
In the end, the young man sitting south couldn't help it.
"This is the legendary'good fortune pill'? The'good fortune pill' that can participate in good fortune and change fate against the sky?"
While talking, the young man's palm trembled slightly. It was not a natural shaking, but an urge to hold back and restrain the solid wood box.
"Yes!
This is the legendary ‘good luck pill’! "
The middle-aged man sitting opposite to the young man nodded, and his eyes on the solid wood box on the table were also greedy.
Just like substance.
So that when he talked, it was like a dream.
Although the people on both sides did not speak, their bodies kept leaning forward, which couldn't be more obvious.
After two words, the whole room returned to silence again.
But only a second later, the young man sitting on the south side spoke again.
"Why did we join the "Death Teaching"?"
It's like talking to yourself and asking.
The remaining three people were taken aback.
Then the middle-aged man sitting opposite laughed.
"You made the name'White Sword Quick Sword' at a young age. Naturally, you are arrogant, but I am different. When I was young, I was unknown. Thanks to the leader, I was able to gather the blood today. ', the achievement of refining the'viscers', so I understand everything you say, but I won't do it."
As the middle-aged man said, he slowly opened his folding fan and shook it slightly.
"If you're a "poison showman" when you were young, you were all unknown, then what am I to be a "thunder fighter"?"
The brawny man sitting on the west finally spoke.
The words seem to be ridiculous, but the tone is more guarded.
"Yes, everyone is knowledgeable, so don't use such words to numb people."
The thin old man sitting on the east side snorted coldly.
Then, the thin old man looked at the opposite side first, then left and right, and continued: "The'good fortune pill' is not fake, but there is only one, but we have four of us!
I am getting older and my heart is weakened, and I am not willing to continue participating in the so-called major events of the leader!
I just want to find a place where no one knows me for the rest of my life.
So, I don’t want ‘good luck pills’, but you have to compensate me with other things. "
"can!"
As soon as the thin old man's voice fell, the young man with the title of "White Clothes Quick Sword" immediately accepted.
The latter hesitated for a while and nodded as well.
The former is silent.
"The leader treats me very well, I can't..."
Cang!
Before the words were finished, a sword light flashed across the room.
The "Poison Hero" covered his neck and stared at the "White Sword" with wide eyes, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he fell down slowly.
"Well, the people who got in the way are gone, we can have a formal talk."
Looking at the corpse of the "Poison Hero" on the ground, "White Sword Quick Sword" said.
The skinny old man and the sturdy man looked at the young man with fear, unconsciously carrying a stool, and distanced each other.
The young man saw this scene, but didn't care.
In other words, this is what he wants.
Learning to hide is a good thing.
But sometimes, it must be sharp.
For example: this time.
"I have five hundred gold tickets, is that enough?"
The young man asked the slender old man, his hand on the hilt of the sword unconsciously.
"enough."
Glancing at the sword in the opponent's hand, the thin old man nodded.
Then, he looked at the strong man.
"I also issued five hundred gold tickets."
The strong man gritted his teeth and said.
Obviously, this number is not a small number for the strong man in front of him, but in order to be able to lose one competitor, it should be drawn.
"Great."
Ok, deal.
You take out the gold ticket and I will leave the old man.
We will never see each other in the future. "
The thin old man nodded again and said very cheerfully.
Then, he raised his hand and picked up the cigarette stick, poured out a little shredded tobacco from the pipe, put it in the cigarette pot, and lit it with a candle.
The young man with the title of "White Sword" did not hesitate and took out the gold ticket straight from his arms.
The strong man bent over and pulled out from the shoe.
The thin old man frowned when he looked at the latter's slightly sour golden ticket.
After taking a deep breath, he took it up with his fingertips.
"Clean the money and goods.
The rest is your business.
I'm leaving the old man. "
After speaking, the skinny old man got up and walked out, smoking his pipes in his mouth.
The smoke blew as the door opened, and the thin old man disappeared in the misty room.
Suddenly, there were only young people and strong men left in the room.
The two looked at each other, breathing from long to rapid.
The cold light in his eyes kept emerging.
Just one ‘good luck pill’.
Now, they still have two people.
Naturally, I want to shake you to death.
Take a breath.
Two interest.
Three breaths.
The two of them stared at the box containing the ‘good fortune pill’, but also watched each other. Their aura became stronger and stronger, and even the candles on the table were affected.
The candlelight was beating again and again.
Suddenly, the candle went out.
The room was completely dark.
at the same time
Cang!
The sound of the long sword being unsheathed.
At the same time, there was a muffled noise.
The next moment, the candle in the room lights up again.
The throat of the'Ben Lei Hand' was cut open, and the opponent whose trachea and aorta were cut, fell to the ground unwillingly.
But "White Sword Quick Sword" is not good either.
The left arm that didn't hold the sword showed a weird angle, let alone a palm print between his chest and abdomen. At this moment, blood was flowing continuously along the corner of his mouth.
However, "White Sword" did not pay attention to these at all.
He fixed his eyes on the box on the table.
"Good Fortune Pill"!
As long as he takes the "Good Fortune Pill", he will be able to cross the final step of reshaping the "Bone Marrow".
Even if you touch the ‘acupoint orifice’, it’s not necessarily true.
After all, he is young!
He has a lot of time to try!
As long as he touches the "Acupoint Aperture", he can go to the next day.
Even the current leader can't help him.
In other words, it was precisely because of this confidence that he dared to betray that one.
This is not arrogant!
Because his family handbook of swordsmanship is a ‘true kung fu’!
Although it is incomplete!
But with his current vision, he can confirm that this is undoubtedly a ‘true work’.
He believed that as long as he understood this incomplete family handbook, he would definitely be able to touch the'acupoint orifice'.
At that time
"The world will eventually be mine!
You are just a mouse hiding in the dark, making use of intrigues.
After all, you are out of sight! "
The young man said, he was about to raise his hand to pick up the box on the table.
At this time, the sound of smoking sounded in the room again.
Click, click.
The thin old man didn't know when he would return, he was looking at the young man with a smile.
"Do you want to regret it?"
The young man asked with a cold face.
"no no.
This is not going back.
This is an act of change. "
The thin old man said with a grin, that thin face made the opponent who laughed at this moment as if he was a weasel, or the kind of weasel who had just stole a chick.
"You don't talk about martial arts!"
The young man snorted coldly.
"The young man told me about martial arts?
Then you have to do it yourself!
Let me tell you what the real arena is! "
The thin old man said triumphantly.
It seemed to him that everything was settled.
The winner is him.
He took the money.
He wants ‘good luck pill’ too.
It's a win-win situation.
Why find a place where no one can spend the rest of his life?
That is an excuse.
The ‘good fortune pill’ is right in front of him, how could he give up?
Not why it is famous or why it is profitable.
The simplest is, because as long as he touches the ‘acupoint orifice’, he will have more than a hundred years to live.
The world is so beautiful.
He wants to live another five hundred years!
Whoosh!
puff!
The thin old man who was dreaming about the future, focusing all his attention on young people, did not pay attention to anything else.
He knew the title of "White Sword Quick Sword", and he had seen the opponent shot more than once.
Especially the sword just now.
too fast.
Even if the opponent is injured, the thin old man dare not care.
Therefore, he didn't see the "Poison Showman" who died first opened his eyes, and the folding fan in his hand was aimed at him.
When the strong wind appeared, the thin old man realized that something was wrong.
But, it's over.
More than ten blue barking needles, as thin as cow hair, were stuck in his face.
"Tangmen'Golden Wind Drizzle Needle'!"
With such an exclamation, the thin old man pulled out and fell to the ground, breathless.
The eyes were wide-eyed, obviously staring at him.
But Shi Shiran stood up, with no scars in his throat. He looked at the corpse of the thin old man and couldn't help sighing: "I and the White Sword are already in alliance. , I haven't seen this, you deserve to die wronged."
After speaking, turned around.
The "Poison Hero" looked at the "White Sword Quick Sword", the expression on his face converged and became serious.
"You said you have the whereabouts of'Double Jue'.
Can you say it now? "
"Poison Showman" asked.
"Leave here first, and when I take the ‘good fortune pill’, I’ll tell you."
"White Sword" said.
"Great."
The "Poison Showman" nodded, and did not stop the "White Sword" from getting the box, but took a step back to show sincerity.
He cares more about the news of "Shuangjue" than a "good fortune pill".
The ‘good luck pill’ is precious, but it is not unique.
As long as he can bring back the news of "Double Jue", his reward will definitely only be higher than a "Good Fortune Pill".
After all, that was the Tang Sect of Shu Capital.
"White Sword" put away the long sword, using his right hand, he picked up the box.
"It is not suitable to stay here for long, let's go!"
"White Sword" said so.
The "Poison Showman" did not object.
The leader of the "Departing Religion" is not an easy person. They not only betrayed the other party, but also took away the "good fortune pill" that the other party valued. Once discovered, it really is endless.
Therefore, the "Poison Showman" immediately followed.
'White Sword Quick Sword' opened the door with his feet, but the moment the door opened, his face suddenly changed.
"Master!"
'White Sword Quick Sword' exclaimed.
"what?!"
The "Poison Showman" was taken aback.
At this moment, a ray of sword light flashed.
The "Poison Hero" looked at the "White Sword" holding the sword in his left hand in disbelief.
Not only is the left hand of "White Sword Quick Sword" fine, but this sword is faster than his previous right hand sword.
The "Poison Showman" is dead.
Like the thin old man, he died unclearly.
"Ah."
With a sneer, the "White Sword Quick Sword" shook his hand to throw out the blood on the blade and returned to its sheath.
He is a natural left-handed.
The left hand sword is faster.
But in order to disguise, he kept his right hand out of the sword.
He just fought with the Thunderman ~EbookFREE.me~ He was indeed injured, but more of them were "deliberately" bumped into him. The Thunderman who hit him would kill a sword originally did not No matter how strong it is, that punch just looks terrifying.
As for the left hand?
Naturally it is also in disguise.
For just a sword.
"Everything is as I am..."
puff!
"White Sword" whispered to himself, but before he finished speaking, he felt a pain in his chest.
Looking down, a blade passed through his chest.
He stood there blankly.
When the blade was withdrawn, he fell straight to the ground.
The last scene in his eyes was a burly man wearing a mask, who was picking up a solid wood box containing ‘good luck pills’.