I will hunt down this world

Someone in the dojo is swinging a knife.

Vibration after vibrancy, there is no other tricks, only the muffled sound of wooden knives tearing the air and feet trampling tatami mats echoing in the dojo.

"Bo Yuan has seen Master Yan Zhai."

Facing the uninvited guest, the knife-wielding man didn't show any surprise, and didn't even stop. He returned two sharp vibrations before retracting the knife.

The sub-shu, Jingu Yanzhai, in today's Zhiye Mansion, the authority is only under the general hub, a person with power under one person and above ten thousand people.

"Li Jun, please sit down."

Even though Jingong Yanzhai went all out to train with the sword, his appearance was still as neat and meticulous as in the past. He sat down on the tatami in a dignified manner, and the gentle man, the Commander of Destiny [Bai Ze] Li Boyuan relatively.

Although Li Boyuan saluted and greeted him, he did not show any cautious and submissive attitude. He sat down cross-legged casually, and said with a smile:

"My lord Yan Zhai is very elegant, and he has been ignoring the blame for so many days. It turns out that he has devoted himself to practicing the way of swordsmanship."

After the corona caused the riots in Beijing, Jingu Yanzhai admitted that he had made a mistake in his decision-making and his defense was unfavorable, so that he was taken advantage of by others, and killed more than a thousand soldiers of the Shenwei Army.

Since the chief clerk was also dealing with other matters, the secondary clerk took the blame, so the other three executive clerks had to be responsible for collegial decision-making.

"Thinking about mistakes behind closed doors, the way of swordsmanship is most suitable for pure heart and righteous thoughts, that's all." Jingong Yanzhai said indifferently, "Mr. Li went to the mansion overnight, did you have an order from the Chief Shu?"

"No, Mr. Chief Shu is busy with everything, and he is still distracted."

Li Boyuan smiled and said:

"Bo Yuan came here tonight just to convey something. But before that, Lord Yan Zhai, please clear the venue."

Li Boyuan pushed the frame of the mirror, his eyes fixed on a certain direction in the distance like lightning.

"Don't be surprised, Mr. Li. A few subordinates see that your cultivation is unfathomable, and they are happy to see you. Don't be surprised."

Jingu Yanzhai tapped his fingers twice on the tatami, and in an instant, a group of crows flew outside the dojo, screaming in pain, rendering the atmosphere of this dark night particularly frightening.

"Please." Jingong Yanzhai raised his hand to signal.

Li Boyuan smiled without changing his mind, pointed with his sword together, and made three points on the left collarbone, heart, and the second bone of the right rib in sequence, and calmly said:

"The King of Taishan Mansion summons."

Jingu Yansai's always calm face finally changed:

"Unexpectedly, Li Jun's body and the blood of Bai Ze are also members of the Mount Tai Society."

"The Lord Taishan is in charge of death and life, shining day and night, under the majestic light, all humans, gods, ghosts and ghosts will follow. We are all servants of the Lord, our status and blood, but the boring fetters of the world."

Li Boyuan's calm eyes flickered with fanaticism, he smiled nonchalantly and said:

"Besides, in terms of identity, Privy Zhao is far superior to me. In terms of blood, there are many ancient monsters in the meeting. It's a shame that Bo Yuan is so accomplished."

"Zhao Wou-ki is just a lost dog." Jingong Yanzhai said indifferently, "If Lord Taishan wants Yan Zhai to become that kind of dog, please forgive me."

"Is that so."

Li Boyuan murmured:

"It turns out that the Li family's dog can do it with peace of mind."

A blue vein suddenly popped up on Jingu Yanzhai's forehead.

"One emperor and one courtier, the Yedisi people have passed away, what's the reason, there is no need for Bo Yuan to talk too much, does Master Cishu think so?"

"Of course."

"A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. The imperial party now seems to be cooking with flowers and flames, but in fact there is a crisis hidden under the eternal night. Does Master Cishu think so?"

"Of course."

"The bird is full of bows, the rabbit is dead, and the dog is cooking. The empress is already engulfed in Shenzhou. She should not lack this kind of emperor's mind. Master Cishu, do you think so?"

"Of course."

Jingong Yanzhai replied three times in a row, seeming to agree with Li Boyuan, but he suddenly asked:

"Won't the dogs of the Taishan Society not be cooked?"

The words were like a sharp knife, the world outside the dojo was dark again, the crows were aroused, and the energy in the dojo was suddenly tense.

At this time, Li Boyuan still didn't care, he smiled lightly, raised his hand and touched the cobalt blue strange pattern on his neck, and said:

"Dogs will naturally be cooked, but why does Lord Yan Zhai belittle himself? Dogs like Privy Councilor Zhao are everywhere. You, Lord Yan Zhai... have a unique appearance and the appearance of a king."

"Bai Ze distinguishes the king?" Shen Gong Yan Zhai sneered, "One step away, why bother Mount Tai?"

"Whether it is a step away or a gap between heaven and earth, it is not known at this time. Don't forget, Yedi's sky-long posture was eventually lost to the ambitious and talented King Ming. Your Excellency the Chief Shu held the sky with one hand, and in the end he also lost to the penniless man." Lian Ye, who does Lord Yan Zhai want to lose to, Li Zhao?"

After Li Boyuan finished speaking, he left a post without further words and left.

Jingu Yanzhai knelt and sat in the dojo, the sky in the distance was dark, and there was a dead silence.

After a while, he suddenly said:

"Have you found the [parasitic species] of mistletoe?"

"Not yet." A crow perched on the edge of the dojo, its strange eyes rolling around.

"What about Lian Linxi's news?"

"It has been confirmed that it is not in Lidu."

"Then it won't be wrong. It must be in Chang'an. Tell Qishang to suspend her actions against Shenzi and find Lian Linxi. At that time, the corpse god from [Divine Master] will cooperate with her."

"Bad news, bad news." The crow suddenly called out strangely like a broken music box, "Seven wounds are dead."

The blue veins on Jingong Yanzhai's forehead popped up, and the next moment, the crow was nailed to death on the beam of the dojo by the wooden knife.

"Qi Shang died, Qi Shang died." There were still countless crows gloating outside.

Black and viscous blood flowed out from Jingu Yanzhai's tiger's mouth that was cracked due to excessive force.

After a long time, he put all his anger into his chest, and slowly picked up the note left by Li Boyuan.

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The next chapter breaks into the seven wounds of the country.

Chapter 120 Two You Have Two Big Weaknesses

Su Xingliu felt that he really saw a ghost.

Ever since he met this guy named Cang Xing, his luck has not been good.

He planned for half a month back and forth for the vote for the Mingjing Minguang Sect stronghold, from scouting for information in the early stage, pretending to be his identity with the time difference, to getting in touch with Luo Yuan in the middle stage, and getting mixed up in it, I don't know how much effort he spent.

You have to know that even though Luo Yuan's strength is not good enough for Uncle Su to lift his shoes, that guy is also the leader of a huge You Luo organization, he has so many people under him, and he is ambitious.

There is nothing like this kind of person, there is no shortage of doubts, and it is very difficult to win his trust.

However, these are all difficulties that can be overcome. With Uncle Su's ability, he naturally succeeded in gaining Luo Yuan's trust and successfully mixed in.

As soon as the ceremony started, the Seed of Fading Light was right in front of us, and half a month of hard work was about to be rewarded. Just reach out and grab it, and then throw a smoke bomb, and you will be able to stage a gorgeous curtain call at the Fading Light Cult stronghold.

It is no exaggeration to say that he has even designed the exit posture.

The result is...

God is sorry, Su Xingliu has never been on a stretcher since he was born.

Okay, people make mistakes and horses make mistakes, this is my bad luck, I admit it.

Thinking about it this way, Su Xingliu came to Chang'an after a while. He had a package of plans to implement. Being alone and alone was not an obstacle to his actions. On the contrary, for a person with dual abilities of mind/flight like him, this situation actually Let him feel like a duck to water.

The Chang'an garrison is useless to a real flying thief like him. Don't you see that the three garrison troops are chasing him, and he can advance and retreat freely.

The result is...

Bad luck, really fucking bad luck.

I, Su Xingliu, would like to call this September the worst September.

There is only one piece of information that can be used to make fun of hardships - the person who disrupted the situation twice is the same, that is, Cang Xing, who has recently become very famous in Mingjing.

Su Xingliu knew about this guy's deeds, he was generally a man with wrists, and his roots were not shallow, which was barely plausible. If he really overturned his car one after another on some unknown person, Uncle Su would be ashamed to come out and mess around.

It's just that he originally thought that he was already good at tossing around, but he didn't expect that Cang Xing was even better when it came to overall work.

Let's see, who are these two women he brought?

This rare psychic energy fluctuation containing spiritual energy, it's fine if others can't recognize it, who is Su Xingliu, you can tell at a glance, isn't this the general of Kang Jinlong Luo Lizhi?

And the one next to you... Don't think I can't recognize you if you wear a mask. With your breasts and legs, who else are you?

In the safe house in Luoma City, the four people in the room looked at each other in blank dismay.

"I have considered your idea, but we may need a new plan."

Li Shun didn't introduce it either, and said straight to the point:

"Not surprisingly, you were the one who placed a large order at Luoma Market half a month ago, right?"

Su Xingliu's expression moved slightly:

"What news did you get?"

"If you want to use this to provoke the high-level ghost city to fight, then this plan is not enough. I don't know if you have received the news. Just one hour later, the manager of the ghost city will set up a ring to win Negative results to determine the attribution of your betting order."

"Oh?" Su Xingliu was slightly surprised, his eyes gradually became sharper, "There are experts on both sides."

Li Shun kept observing Su Xingliu's expression, and found that his surprise did not seem to be due to the failure of the plan, but rather the intriguing meaning of the phrase "there are experts on both sides".

"How?" he wondered.

Su Xingliu frowned and said:

"After the incident happened at the Mingjing stronghold of the Mingguang Sect, Zhiyefu launched a powerful attack on the Mingguang Sect in the entire northern border. , the only place to break the game is in this Chang'an Luoma City."

"I learned through news channels that just a few days before the incident in the Mingjing stronghold, the Oblivion Sect secretly transported a large number of rare slave populations to Chang'an for sale in batches through the channel of the secret transportation organization [Youluo]. The market price and the total transaction volume can exceed 50 black diamonds, which is currently the largest amount of living money that the Oblivion Sect can use in the northern border."

"That is to say, in this case, the Chang'an Mingguang Sect must quickly sell this group of people in order to resolve the financial crisis, so they are bound to get this order."

Suddenly, Li Shun said:

"No wonder I don't think it's wise to set up such a game with your standard. It turns out that's the case."

"That's right. In fact, there is no distinction between high and low in the so-called layout. It all depends on the demand. As long as there is demand, no matter how bad the game is, someone will fall into it. This is the human heart."

Su Xingliu raised the corner of his mouth slightly complacently:

"In my original plan, I deliberately asked for a lot of special 'goods' from Luomashi, and then leaked the news. This order has a strong stimulating effect on the ghost market whose trading volume has been sluggish since July. Which one? They are not willing to let go easily, and the upper echelons of the ghost city will definitely tear it apart."

"Of course, the demand for the Oblivion Sect is the strongest. With the consistent style of the Oblivion Cultists, they will inevitably arouse the hostility of most people, and it is conceivable that they will create a temporary encirclement against the Oblivion Sect. It is even possible to directly spark a fire, and according to my calculations in advance, the probability of fire is at least [-]%.”

"It's just that there are obviously experts in the ghost city who managed to suppress the scale of the conflict in a short period of time. The way of fighting in the arena does not hurt the relationship between the ghost city's interest chain, and it can vaguely form a relationship with the Mingguang Sect. Encirclement, with room for black box operations, is the best way."

"However, these are still in my imagination. The high probability of coming to deliver goods to me tomorrow will not be the Mingguang Sect, so the Mingguang Cult will definitely contact me in private. At that time, I will always have a way to provoke them and other forces in the ghost market fight."

Having said that, his expression gradually became serious:

"What surprised me is that there seems to be an expert in the Vanishing Cult who is controlling the field, haven't you noticed?"

Li Shun stared at Su Xingliu with his quiet and thoughtful eyes, and Su Xingliu also looked back at Li Shun with an intriguing look. The two looked at each other and fell silent for a while.

An Su waited for a while, but couldn't bear it anymore:

"What kind of charades are you playing so affectionately?"

"yue—"

The two staggered their eyes and retched at the same time.

"Sister An, please don't disgust me, I just had dinner." Su Xingliu rolled his eyes angrily.

"I'm a big-headed ghost like you." An Su sneered, "Okay, boy Su, I can't cure you, just wait, Huaiying will come back from the sea in two days, I'll call her to cure you."

Su Xingliu: "..."

Li Shun wondered, "Why, do you know each other?"

"Oh no, boy Su, how did you see it? Is there any flaw in my disguise?" An Su finally realized what Li Shun said.

Li Shun was immediately happy.

Seeing Li Shunle, Su Xingliu couldn't help being happy: