The Retirement of the Demon Lord

? On the side of Dongting Lake, there are countless fishing boats floating on the lake.

They are separated by a certain degree. The fishermen on the fishing boats cast their nets to catch fish, and they sit and fish. The waters of Dongting Lake are rich in fishery products, and even if the fishermen are tired, their faces are full of hope.

A fishing boat on the shore was cleaning up its nets until the last fisherman arrived in a hurry. The tall and strong man standing beside the boat cleaned up the fishing boat, propped it up with a bamboo pole, and the fishing boat was steadfast and made a long way to break the waves.

The fishermen who saw it from a distance squinted and stared at the tall and strong man with some envy.

The tall and sturdy man sang a few folk songs aloud, and when he passed other fishing boats, he said hello cheerfully, and soon drove the fishing boat to an open water, and started throwing down the fishing nets with a few companions, integrating with the public.

"Bo Hu, where's the boss?" The boatman who arrived later covered his face with canvas. It was not unusual for most of the fishermen to work on the boat to avoid the sun, he said in a loud voice.

"I've been busy with my work." The tall and sturdy man turned his head, and it turned out to be Xiangrilong with a lot of dark skin!

"The boss is well injured?" The masked man laughed.

"You have to be busy even if you don't have a good time, are you as busy as you are?" Xiang Rilong straightened his fishing net expressionlessly, and suddenly revealed a murderous aura, "I heard that last time you put a knife holder on Mingchen's neck... puppet, you The knife is aimed at one's own people?"

"Of course the blood of a master like the boss can't be wasted..." The puppet licked his lips and said excitedly.

"The demon knife is bloodthirsty. If you can't control it, then return it quickly... Next time, Mingchen won't be able to keep your head." Xiang Rilong said coldly.

The puppet's smile froze, his eyes filled with ferocity, and he looked at Xiang Rilong for a long time before slowly fading, and nodded stiffly.

"The beggar gang and Shangqingguan have had a lively fight in the past few days. What happened?" Xiang Rilong asked, dispelling his murderous intent. The puppet came in a hurry and must have reported the matter.

Xiang Rilong has been hiding in the Kung Guard Division for many years before exposing his appearance, and it is no longer suitable to watch the fun in front of him. They are very interested in this lively again, and are planning to pick up some cheap in the middle, so recently they pretended to be fishermen and sneaked into the vicinity, and the puppet was in charge of searching for information.

Even if Yue wanted to break his head, he would never have imagined that one of the enemies he had worked so hard to find would be separated from him by a lake, and he would go fishing leisurely.

"Menghun, his junior brother's plan to defend the soul was messed up by the moon, Shangqing Guan reconciled with the beggar gang, and he also smashed the old bottom Qin Hongyi who had placed him in the beggar gang for many years. This is all overturned, that product is really a waste. !" The puppet said contemptuously.

"Since the leak of Hong Qi, this plan has been flawed... In the future, although the dream soul will help him to make repairs along this flaw, but it has caused a big trouble in the month of the month. Shoupo's strategy was rough, Hong Qi was so relieved that he didn't arrange a remedial plan. Sure enough, it would be difficult to deal with problems with Hong Qi's design. However, luck was not on Shoupo's side. Qi actually met Yue Xiang help by accident..."

Xiang Rilong shook his head lightly. With his meticulous personality, this kind of negligence was unbearable. He firmly believed that a perfect and careful plan would prevail.

But he didn't expect that the person who captured the soul and placed in the beggar gang was actually Qin Hongyi. He was hiding so deeply that he didn't even notice it.

"Who cares about the mistakes and mistakes of the two senior brothers, we just thought that it would be good to get a good deal from it... Who knows that Qin Hongyi, an idiot, actually killed Qi Xiujin who we managed to win over! Otherwise! There is still a good chance that the Beggar Gang will fall into our hands!" The puppet was upset and patted the fishing boat for the first time, feeling depressed and upset.

Xiang Rilong frowned.

Qi Xiujin and the others spent a lot of money to win over him, ready to support him as his successor as the gang leader, so that they can bring the world's largest gang into control. Qi Xiujin has received a lot of financial donations in a short period of time in recent years. On the surface, he has benefited from Lujiabao's resources, but in fact, they have helped secretly.

This is also the design they made with great effort after getting the plan about the Beggar Gang and the Shangqing Guan from Shou Po, a clam and crane vying for the fisherman's profit.

Xiang Rilong speculated that Qi Xiujin's struggle for power was too obvious, and Qin Hongyi didn't know Qi Xiujin's identity, so he attacked the killer...

However, even if he knew his identity, Qin Hongyi would not be soft-hearted. They and Menghun are just using each other, and there must be contradictions between them.

But this result is too bad, not to mention the great failure of the Soul Capture plan, and even the important pieces they placed were pulled out by accident...

"Dao Po is arrogant and arrogant, he is not half as capable as his senior brother, but he is clamoring all day to easily disintegrate the power of the Liu Qin Wang, I have always seen him dislike! Now he is frequently misunderstanding our important affairs, why don't you wait for me to go up and cut down their whole family, by the way. The dream soul was also cut... It's good to clear a big obstacle for us in the future." The puppet grinned wildly, his eyes flashed with morbid wildness, and he couldn't wait to find someone to sacrifice the knife.

"Dream soul lineage is not something we can provoke." Xiang Rilong ignored the puppet and focused on the fishing net again, as if he was a fisherman who grew up by the Dongting Lake. "Their master is not me who can resist. It is fortunate that their master's mind has never been placed above the imperial power, otherwise we would have nothing to do with us... If we provoke that person, we will lose all our efforts."

"Then let's play a fart with them." Xiang Rilong mentioned that person, and the puppet could only suppress the manic depression, his face gloomy.

Although they are called Five Immortals, compared to that person~www.readwn.com~ that person is an immortal!

"As long as we and Menghun don't tear our faces, that expert will not end up participating in such a boring game in person... We want to take the world and seize power. Menghun has the southerly wind and still owes the Central Plains fire, so we rely on us in the Central Plains. At present, we still take the initiative in this chessboard in the Central Plains. As long as we overwhelm our opponents and finally control the world in our hands, we can’t help but dream about it.” Xiang Rilong said lightly.

"What is he called relying on? Why do I feel like they have been hiding behind our backs and draining our power?" The puppet murmured.

"Hehe... So Ming Chen didn't just use a piece of genealogy found in the imperial mausoleum to send Menghun to fight... If he needs to take action, he has to thank us." Xiang Rilong laughed loudly.

"I see... the boss is definitely the one who won't suffer." The puppet Jie Jie smirked, helping Xiang Rilong to pull out the fishing net and returning home full of rewards.

……

"I died so miserably..."

Prince Enke, who was lying on his back in the bedroom, scratched his nose and turned over in a dream.

"I really died so miserably... You can't get meow if you're a jerk..."

The sound of the hands-sawed duck's neck pinching sharply was vague and erratic, and Prince Enke finally couldn't help shivering. He pulled the quilt kicked into the corner onto his body and continued to snort.

"Grass, if you don't get up again, I will kill you... If you don't get up for a long time, the ghost will lose face?"

The resentful voice seemed impatient and very irritable.

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