This night is destined to be uneasy.

Under the dim light, under the bright starry sky, in the dark shadows, in the warm lobby, various topics and actions related to love, hatred, power, conspiracy, etc. are repeatedly planned and brewed...

At this moment, in the second floor corridor of an ordinary small building.

Shangguan Ren and Wuchen sat opposite each other, and Shangguan Ren said worriedly: "Just now, do you understand that kid's nonsense?"

He Qihuan just muttered that he seemed to fall in love with someone, but Wu Chen naturally heard it. He said disapprovingly: "It's no big deal to marry a man and a woman as a man as a man as a man! Besides, the child just said that it seems, it's not necessarily true."

"What, what! Your old monk is so elm-headed!" Shangguan Ren suddenly broke out, and he was circled around the house, "What do you know about old monk? The so-called love is something that makes men stupid, something that makes people crazy, what makes people lose weight for you, what will make people lose weight, what will you regret when you get looser, what will you look forward to? If that kid falls in love, can he still be clear-headed? Will he still work hard to be a referee? "

"Huh--" Wu Chen exclaimed, "You are a veteran in love? Why are you so familiar with these routines?"

"Tsk, don't talk nonsense. I haven't raised a pig, I always see pigs running!"

"But, isn't some people saying that love makes people energetic and full of energy?" Wu Chen asked in contemplation.

"The probability of that kind is very small, and we can't afford to bet. Why don't I go out tonight and kill all those women!" Shangguan Ren wanted to roll up his sleeves again.

"You stinky old man, you know how to kill! How to make our bet. And if you kill the little donor's sweetheart, he won't fight you to death? Don't you know if you are angry for the beauty?" Wu Chen quickly stopped him.

"Oh, the old monk is also a regular visitor among flowers. I know so well?" Shangguan Ren smiled and threw back the "sarcasm" that Wu Chen had just given him.

"Tsk, don't talk nonsense. I have never raised a pig. I always see the pig running away!" Wu Chen picked up Shangguan Ren's "shield" just now and went back.

"This kid's martial arts skills have basically been restored, and some of our plans need to be changed. We must regard strengthening education as the top priority at the moment!"

"This is the right person. Ask him more homework to see that he still has the energy to fall in love!"

"It's reasonable, we have to take turns to fight and not give him free..." The two old men laughed sinisterly. Will the crane hair fight against the beautiful woman? The two old men have full confidence.

But He Qihuan seems to be falling into tragic years again...

...

A dark room.

"Have you heard information about the Gemini Gate?" In the darkness, the gloomy voice of clouds covering the sky sounded.

"No!" The same cold sound came out from the corner of the house.

"What's the situation now?" Since Yun Zhetian was killed by one of his assassination team for no reason, he quickly circled his body like a poisonous snake and stared at him vigilantly.

"The government did not see the investigation, but the warrior teams have significantly increased their vigilance!"

"This kid is ruining my big deal again. Order the assassination teams to prepare and rob and kill that kid as soon as the official army retreats!"

"yes!"

"The detective team draws a few experts to investigate the kid's situation, especially the situation around him, including his teammates!" Yun Zhetian continued to give orders cautiously. He smelled a trace of death crisis, but he didn't know where it came from. His cold eyes were patrolling back and forth in the dark, as if looking for something, carefully sorting out everything that happened during this period.

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At the same time, the hall in the courtyard of the White-Clothed Castle was brightly lit. Tang Xiao and Tang Yi sat upright on both sides of a shiny Eight Immortals table. Tang Xiao looked at Tang Yi and said, "Are you talking about a black-faced boy who used a stick and hit a sixth-level monster?!"

"Yes! Although we are restraining it, it is mainly up to him." Tang Yi sat upright.

"Blackface? Use a stick?" Tang Xiao pondered. Could it be He Feng he met before? He was not obsessed with, lost all his martial arts skills, and he recovered so quickly?

"It is said that Tang Tianliang, Tang Hong, and Tang Linzhi." Tang Xiao said.

After a while, the three of them came to the hall. Tang Xiao handed his cousin Tang Yi a piece of white paper and a pen. He knew that his younger brother was versatile. Tang Yi took the paper and pen, pondered for a while, and immediately outlined it. With just a few strokes, the image of a boy in black appeared on the white paper.

Tang Xiao took the portrait and handed it to Tang Tianliang, Tang Hong, Tang Linzhi and others who came, saying, "Do you know him?"

"Meet!" "Young Master Chai Stick?!" The three of them said in unison. Tang Hong's pretty eyes shone brightly, Tang Linzhi smiled, while Tang Tianliang's expression was a bit strange.

"Uncle Master," Tang Lin stepped forward and reported: "This person was the last time you brought to our team to practice. This person is very skilled in martial arts and righteous!"

"Yes!" Tang Hong nodded repeatedly. "However, since we separated last time, we have not met him." Tang Hong's tone was a little nostalgic, her eyes shining, as if she was recalling something.

"Where are you?" Tang Xiao stared at Tang Tianliang with a strange expression.

"Report to Uncle Master, two days ago, I... I just met him..." Tang Tianliang hesitated.

Tang Xiao and Tang Yi looked at each other and continued to stare at Tang Tianliang.

Tang Tianliang continued: "We met him during our group training. He was practicing with a maid."

"Train with the maid?" Tang Xiao asked: "How is his martial arts? Have he recovered?"

"Martial Arts? Martial Arts?" Tang Tianliang grabbed his head, "His martial arts is a bit incomprehensible. Judging from the aura of his body, he is level 3 of the warrior, but he has always been good at pretending, right?" He looked at Tang Hao and Tang Linzhi's question.

The two of them also smiled and nodded, "Yes, his martial arts aura is very unstable, but there should be level 8 warriors!"

"I've seen him, and he should be almost a level 9 warrior at that time." Tang Xiao recalled, and looked at Tang Tianliang again and said, "Speak!"

"Yes!" Tang Tianliang said, "Sometimes he struggles to fight a second-level monster and can't support him, but he can kill a second-level monster in seconds. In addition, a fourth-level monster ran away when he saw him, as if... he was afraid of him."

Killing a second-level monster in seconds? This requires at least a level nine warrior. As for scaring away a fourth-level monster, isn’t it a general level? And at least 2 stars or above. There is such a powerful genius.

Tang Xiao and Tang Yi, the two geniuses in the White Clothing Castle, looked at each other. Tang Yi murmured: "He is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and his martial arts skills are of the level of a general. Is it possible?"

How could they know that the fourth-level monster was abused by He Qihuan since childhood and had a psychological shadow.

Tang Yi suddenly interrupted: "Can you see what kind of martial arts sect he is from?"

"What sect?" The three of them recalled it. When they recalled, they realized that it seemed... it seemed that Brother He had no sect. His moves were very simple, simple to the most practical. A few moves seemed to be from the White Clothing Castle. (At that time, He Qihuan was working hard to learn the essence of martial arts that Shangguan Ren and Wuchen required, which was only the spirit and form, and was with Tang Linzhi and others. Seeing them using the moves of the White Clothing Castle, they simply used their tricks to practice the mind technique of reunification of the Ten Thousand Sects)

When Tang Xiao saw the three of them staring at each other, he frowned slightly and taught, "Didn't I ask you to practice our martial arts well and pay attention to the martial arts of other sects? You should keep your hometown in mind and look at the world, but you have forgotten it!"

"No, uncle!" Tang Tianliang quickly bowed and said, "It's just... I found that Brother He doesn't seem to have no sect!"

"When I was with him, it seemed like he... he used the tricks of our White Clothing Castle..." Tang Linzhi looked at Tang Hong hesitant, as if asking her to confirm.

Tang Hong hesitated and said, "As soon as you say it, I feel this way."

"Our tricks?" Tang Xiao and Tang Yi looked at each other again. The one who ran out of their castle believed it!

Either this person has extremely high martial arts skills, has become a family, and has become simple (I am only in my teens, who believes it), or he is deliberately hiding his own sect (will good people hide it). So Tang Xiao and Tang Yi went straight to the most evil sect in the world.

"You..." Tang Yi asked directly after careful consideration, "Did you feel an extremely cruel and sinister aura in that man's trick?"

Tang Hong and Tang Linzhi shook their heads together and said, "No!"

Tang Tianliang hesitated and said, "There is extremely cruel and sinister aura, but when he killed the two-level monster in seconds, a murderous aura burst out! But..." Tang Tianliang added, "When warriors use their ultimate moves, they will have some murderous aura!"

This person is strange. Tang Xiao and Tang Yi looked at each other again, and there was a consensus. Tang Xiao waved his hand and signaled the three of them to retreat. Tang Yi suddenly stared at Tang Tianliang and said, "What else do you have to say!" His eyes were as sharp as a needle.

Tang Tianliang moved his steps uneasyly, sighing in his heart: Brother, I can't stop him anymore. Finally, he murmured: "He...he seems to care about Miss Xiaoxue."

"Xiaoxue?!——"

Tang Yi immediately stood up.

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A black courtyard was like a huge ferocious beast lying in the night. The lights jumping in several houses were like monsters' flashing eyes.

The members of the 55 team were somber and sat around. The results announced by the hunting rankings tonight were like a burnt nail in their hearts, and more like a slap in the face and slapped them in the face. They looked at them again after seeing the rankings, looking at them, and the silence of the samurai who knew they had bet on the mouths - there was no ridicule but more hateful than ridicule.

"Losing is a small matter, but losing the reputation of the gang is a big matter!" The person sitting there said angrily, "What should I do?"

They are famous in Jiangnan. How could they be embarrassed in front of so many heroes in the northern Xinjiang?

Shi Ting looked at the leader of the Young Gang Yang Haoran, pondered for a long time, raised his hand, and slowly but firmly made a neck wiping action.

...

Under the brilliant starlight, Wu Meili, one of the nine eagles in Wushan, has a very bad heart. Especially after looking at the rankings.

The rankings of several young teams of such low levels have been on their heads. If they were really good at martial arts, she would have been convinced, but how could such low-level martial arts people always win first?!

There is a shady scene, there must be a shady scene! Wu Meili shouted angrily in her heart.

The children of the second-generation official or rich second-generation are gilded with the help of their father. She hates those who do not pay blood and sweat but take away others to get things.
Chapter completed!