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Chapter 58 The wind rises, Qiao Feng comes to Beijing, and Ma Dayuan dies! (Please read on)

"Look at what you have been doing in the past six months!"

At the An family, An Yunshan, leaning on his crutch, looked at An Shigeng with some disappointment.

"Now our plans have been put on hold. Everything has been forced to stop just because of Zhou Yi."

"When will the great cause of the An family be accomplished?"

"Hey, old man, if you think Zhou Yi is easy to deal with, then just go by yourself."

An Shigeng was furious: "Zhou Yi came to fight me last night, and I was no match for him."

"Even if a master like this is not as good as you, I can't deal with him."

"There are not many people available in the palace now."

An Yunshan frowned, a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

"Is it really that amazing?"

"If you don't believe me, try it yourself."

"By the way, Zhuge Xiaohua is also in Chengyuan right now."

"Haha, then I really need to go meet the people in Chengyuan."

"Call Cai Jing here."

"Row."

……

In Cheng Garden, Zhuge Zhengwo watched Zhou Yi swallow the drop of cold poison. His body surface was frozen, but his aura was like the scorching sun.

"It's really enviable..."

Even Zhuge Zheng and I would not dare to refine this kind of cold poison easily, but it’s okay for Zhou Yi.

He had swallowed the Manggu Red Clam before, which was originally of the fire element. Now the cold poison in his body is not enough to refine the poisonous fire seed in his dantian.

As time passed, the ice on the surface began to crack.

Then it turned into a pile of water mist and began to spread. Accompanied by a scorching heat, the water mist completely vaporized and dissipated in the air.

Zhou Yi's skin turned red, then returned to normal after a while. He opened his eyes, and suddenly a bright light flashed in his eyes, as if a white light appeared in an empty room.

"Comfortable!"

【Name: Zhou Yi
Cultivation: Qi training level 43 ()

Heritage: Black Water Scripture

Spell: Poison Fire Seed (to be developed)
Martial arts: Blazing Fire Palm, Sky-turning Palm, Light Footsteps, Free and Easy Steps, Tiger Claw Hand...

Source power: 38

One drop of cold poison, adding two strands of magic power.

If it is a complete thousand-year-old ice silkworm, it will definitely not be worse than the Manggu Zhuha, and it may even be able to produce some kind of cold poison seed?
Wow, big profit.

"How do you feel? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Two words: comfortable!"

"You are really lucky, if you had not swallowed the Manggu Red Clam, this cold poison would be enough to kill you!"

Zhuge Zhengwo said unhappily, "Alas, think about it, I have practiced hard all my life, but I have never had an opportunity like you."

Zhou Yi stood up and patted Zhuge Zhengwo on the shoulder: "Old man, don't compete with me."

"My luck is unmatched by anyone in this world!"

Are you kidding? If I am just hanging on the wall and am not as good as you natives, what the hell can I do?
"Okay, I'm going to the palace. The emperor has something to discuss."

Zhuge Zhengwo patted his thigh and said, "You'd better avoid making enemies. If there are a few more Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, I wonder if you will have the money to repair Chengyuan next time."

"Go away, old man, you are just envious. You have lived for most of your life and you still don't have a house in Bianjing!"

"If you envy us homeowners, just say so!"

"Why curse me?"

Looking at Zhou Yi's smiling face, Zhuge Zhengwo's eyes suddenly widened.

So angry!

But what this kid said is true. I have never owned a property in my life...

But then I thought, hey, Chengyuan is very big, it would be no problem for me to live here until I die.

"Hey, I'm too lazy to argue with you!"

"I am Yayu's master. A master is like a father. In the future, you will be half my son. It is only natural for a father to live in his house!"

"gone!"

Patting his butt, Zhuge Zhengwo stepped out of Cuizhu Pavilion. Zhou Yi shook his head helplessly and sighed: "People's hearts are not the same as they used to be, people's hearts are not the same as they used to be!"

"And what I promised Ji Yaohua must be done as soon as possible." "An Shigeng, the thousand-year-old ice silkworm, tsk, I'll take you in tonight!"

Walking out of Cuizhu Pavilion, all the maids and servants in Chengyuan started moving.

The Lantern Festival is approaching, and the palace is decorated with lights and colorful lanterns everywhere. A large number of colorful lanterns are hung on all sides, with beautiful pictures painted on them, and some even have a lot of riddles written on them.

"Oh, what a pity that the backyard and garden are ruined. Otherwise, I don't know how beautiful it would be if it was decorated."

Suddenly, footsteps were heard behind him. Zhou Yi turned around and saw Tie Shou coming.

"What's wrong, Brother Tieshou?"

Tie Shou walked up to Zhou Yi and whispered, "The Beggars' Sect leader Qiao Feng is here, and he looks a little strange."

Zhou Yi frowned and said, "Let's go."

He walked quickly to the gate, and sure enough, Qiao Feng was there, with his stepmother by his side.

"Brother Qiao, why didn't you tell me you were coming to the capital? I could have gone to the city gate to greet you."

"Brother Zhou, I'm sorry to bother you. I have something important to discuss."

Qiao Feng looked a little haggard, with a white silk hanging on his arm, while Wanniang was wearing a plain dress.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi had some ideas in his mind and quickly took the two of them to the main hall in the front yard.

"Brother Qiao, what happened?"

"The leader of the Ma Gang is dead!"

"what!"

Tie Shou exclaimed with shock in his eyes: "How could it be possible? Gang Leader Ma is a middle-aged man with powerful skills, how could it be possible..."

Tie Shou couldn't help but be shocked. The Beggars' Sect was the number one gang in the world, with a large number of members, nearly 100,000!

If there is any problem with Ma Dayuan's death, the Beggars' Sect cannot but take action. If the Beggars' Sect takes action, there will be chaos in the martial arts world again. There are too many people!
The Divine Marquis Mansion will be busy dealing with Jianghu affairs...

"Brother Qiao, tell me in detail. Since you have come to Beijing, the death of Gang Leader Ma must be something serious."

Kang Min, Bai Shijing, it seems that Murong Bo is dead, but this matter has not been changed.

Qiao Feng sighed and held Wanniang's hand, "Since the day I escorted that sharpshooter away from my brothers."

"I went to the capital and handed the sharpshooter over to the Shenhou Mansion, then turned around and went to Hongzhou to pick up my stepmother. I just saw him a few days ago, and then I went to Daizhou. On the way back, I heard that the leader of the Ma Gang had died."

"And, strangely enough, he died from his own unique skill, the throat-locking grappling technique!"

"I have examined the body, and the throat-locking technique is real."

"Logically speaking, since he died from his own unique skills, this is most likely the Murong family's way of retaliating, but Murong Fu has already gone to the north..."

Qiao Feng asked suspiciously, "Could it be that Murong Fu has turned back?"

"When Murong Fu fled north, the Beggars' Sect followed my instructions and pursued him along the way. If he comes back, he will definitely take revenge."

Zhou Yi shook his head: "This was not done by Murong Fu."

"Normally I shouldn't have told Brother Qiao about this, but I had to speak frankly because it was an emergency."

"My father wrote to me a few days ago, saying that Murong Fu is now quite influential in the North and has established a firm foundation. This is a critical moment and he will definitely not appear in the Song Dynasty."

"So, there must be something fishy about the death of Gang Leader Ma."

Qiao Feng frowned when he heard this and said, "If it wasn't Murong Fu, who could have a grudge against Gang Leader Ma?"

"It's unacceptable to die from your own special skills!"

"No hurry, Brother Qiao, please stay in the capital for a few days. After the Lantern Festival, I will help you investigate the death of Gang Leader Ma."

"In that case, thank you very much, brother."

"It's okay, Ling'er, you can take Boss Qiao to stay there."

After Qiao Feng left, Zhou Yi sighed inwardly, "It seems this matter can't be delayed any longer."

However, An Shigeng’s situation is more urgent right now, so let’s solve it first.

But, I'm afraid that this vicious woman Kang Min will cause trouble again.

He looked at Tie Shou and said, "Brother Tie Shou, I need you to make another trip."

"Go and secretly escort Ma Dayuan's widow and the Beggar Gang's punishment elder Bai Shijing to my Cheng Garden."

"This needs to be done quickly!"

Tie Shou frowned: "Why is this?"

"Don't ask anymore. These two are related to a major matter. If we are not careful, the things involved will be enough to make the Song Dynasty's martial arts world completely chaotic."

"Okay, I'll take care of it then."

"Well, before you leave, go find the God Catcher. He will arrange for his confidants to help you with this matter. Just tell him what I said."

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