The whole world is my enemy

Qianjiang is no stranger to Guiyin.One is that she used to like to travel around, and the other is because the Sang Mansion is here.The last time I came here was to send Yan Ge to the Sanhua Palace, but this time my mood was a thousand different from the previous one, there was no Sang not staying at the sword, and there was no her smile waiting outside the city gate.The little girl in the Sang Mansion was very anxious, urging her overtly and secretly, as if she was afraid that Gui Yin would go back on her word. For a moment, Gui Yin thought that this was actually a trap set by Sang Buliu, and the purpose was to get rid of Chaomumen. My own archenemy.

The weather is getting colder and colder, the vegetation is withered and yellow, and the geese are flying from north to south, even the twilight is covered with a layer of gloomy color.Autumn and winter in a year, dusk in a day, just like when a person is old, no matter young or old, seeing this situation, will give birth to a kind of emotion, or climb a building and sing, or face the river and sigh Those who are talented leave a few poems for the people of the rivers and lakes to sing; and those who are good at martial arts realize a kind of exquisite martial arts that is as tragic and magnificent as the sunset in the long river from the deep twilight.

Before reaching Sang's house, he smelled a very strong smell of blood. This is a smell of death, and no one can avoid it.The door of the Sang Mansion was tightly closed, and after the little maid patted it several times, she revealed a pair of terrified eyes, seeing that it was an acquaintance, she opened the door a thin crack, and let the person in.It's just that this door, who can stop it?

The servants and martial artists of the Sang Mansion have all raised their vigilance, they guarded everywhere, especially the hall.A large drum was placed outside the hall at some point, and as long as there was any movement, the sound of the drum would be transmitted to every corner of the Sang Mansion.Two rows of candles danced, illuminating the hall like daytime.Sang Buliu sat on the tiger-skin chair, and on both sides of her stood four servant girls with swords on their backs, staring at Gui Yin with wide-eyed eyes.Sang Buliu was very haggard. After not seeing her for a while, she became even thinner. She couldn't get the enchanting smile on her face anymore. The corners of her mouth twitched, and the expression she showed was like crying and smiling, which was very far-fetched.

"It's been a while since I haven't seen you, but you've fallen to this level." Guiyin sat on an empty chair beside her, and motioned for the little girl to serve tea. She glanced at Sang and said, "Sanyuan You should have made great contributions to Chaomumen, why are you punished and hunted down?"

Sang Buliu smiled wryly, and replied: "Are you here to laugh at me? Xiaoqing should have made it clear to you when he went to find you, right? I was hunted down by Chaomumen because I saved Chu Xiyao. "

"Chu Xiyao is Chu Yunchao's favorite concubine. What did she do to be punished? She still needs your help?" Gui Yin snorted softly, looking at a frowning man with a bit of worry in his eyes. The girl lingered on her body for a while, and said with a light smile, "Although she, Chu Xiyao, lost her hand at Mrs. Zhu's house and was punished to go to the Emerald Building, but she led me and Yan Ge to Sanyuanli, and she also made atonement for her sins." Right? Chaomumen cooperated with Wangchen Pavilion to destroy the flourishing Sanhua Palace. Didn’t it suit Chu Yunchao’s intentions? In my opinion, she should not be punished for her thin waist, but should be treated well. Reward! Unless—”

"Unless what?" Sang Buliu asked, the flickering eyes betrayed her thoughts.

Guiyin squinted her eyes, and snorted lazily: "Unless she stole the Yunmeng Token. At the beginning, people in the Jianghu were all led to find the whereabouts of this Token, but in the end they only found a person from the Sanhua Palace." The sword casting cave, its sword casting manual is obtained from the Yunmeng Token, but it does not mean that the Yunmeng Token is in their hands. Back then, Zhang and Wu did not find the Yunmeng Token in the village. In fact, the people from the Chaomu Sect have already found it, right? Otherwise, why did you only send Chu Yunmu and a few useless things for such an important thing as Yunmeng Ling?"

Sang Buliu smiled wryly, avoided the topic, and replied: "My current embarrassment is caused by those disciples of the Chaomu Sect. Those people who belong to the 'three heads and six arms' are really good things in the Jianghu. , to be called a wimp by you."

"When did they come and who are they here?" Even though the little girl had already said it clearly, Gui Yin still had to ask again, that girl who looked silly might not be able to see the whole scene.

Sang Buliu frowned and said seriously: "Zhao Kaitang, Master Shanjue, and the 'Thousand-Handed Poison Saint' Zhang Danya. If it's just me and Zhang Danya competing, then it's unpredictable who will win, but with Zhao Kaitang and Shanjue, we They will not be their opponents. I have poisoned, even if Zhang Danya can't resolve it immediately, he can suppress it, and that time is enough for them to kill me." It seems that the key here is not Zhao Kaitang and the others, but It was Zhang Danya, the "Thousand-Handed Poison Saint".It seems that some masters of the rivers and lakes who were originally invisible have also turned to the big forces in the rivers and lakes.

Gui Yin touched his chin, and asked again: "When will they come?"

Sang Buliu's eyes flickered, and he said solemnly: "Tonight." After a pause, he continued, "You and I are already on different paths, there is no need for you to help me, there is still time to leave now."

Gui Yin sneered and said: "What do you think of me? Besides, you sent the little girl to find me, didn't you just want me to help you? At this time, you don't want to talk to me too much. Hypocrisy. I can see that you don't want to die, and if you want to live, you can only rely on me. You don't have to worry that I will be interested in the 'Yunmeng Token' you stole. As long as you help you solve this crisis , I will go back to Jiangling."

"You..." Sang didn't hesitate to speak, and her eyes turned to the outside of the hall.After a burst of wind, there was an extremely tragic cry. A martial artist was thrown into the hall after his hands and feet were cut off. He was not dead yet, and he dragged his mutilated body to roll on the ground, leaving a pool of blood .The candles flickered, one after another went out, and when the whole hall was about to fall into darkness, the two rows of candles suddenly lit up again.The cold wind whizzed past, like the howling of demons and ghosts, and there was a bang, the big drum rang and then there was no movement, but Sang Buliu's heart was like dense raindrops beating on the python skin drum.

There was the sound of clashing swords, screams and shouts, and even the sound of skin being burned by fire.

A thin and long shadow cast into the hall, this shadow has no arms.

It was Zhao Kaitang who walked in. His legs were thicker than others. Under the blue-gray trouser legs, he seemed to be able to feel the swelling of the veins and the tension that represented strength.He has no hands, but his legs are equivalent to other people's two pairs of legs, three pairs of legs, or even four pairs of legs.When he stepped into the hall, it seemed that the whole hall trembled. "Where's Chu Xiyao?" When Zhao Kaitang asked this sentence, another person walked in.

A big monk, with a strange smile on his face, "Amitabha" is a condolence to the dying person?This master Shanjue used to be a disciple of the Arhat Hall of Shaolin Temple.He is not an easy person to deal with, in Chaomumen's "three heads and six arms", his kung fu can be regarded as the top three.Following the great monk was an obscene old man with a long gray beard. His face was a strange bluish-purple color, and his trembling lips were almost hidden by his beard.He was carrying a large bag behind him, and there were rustling movements and creepy gnawing sounds inside.

The martial masters and servants of the Sang family couldn't stop these three people at all, they could only stop some of their disciples.There is a fight outside.The atmosphere in the hall is also extremely chilling.Sang Buliu would not be willing to hand over Chu Xiyao, or in other words, she would not give up the Yunmeng Token that was at her fingertips.In this scenario, she can't flinch either.His eyes fell on Gui Yin's body, and his red lips moved, as if he wanted to say something.The three people at Chaomu Gate finally realized the existence of another person in the hall. The first to jump up was Zhao Kaitang, who roared wildly: "It's you! Guiyin!" A little fear.

The sound of plucking the rosary was very clear in this silent hall. The smile on Master Shanjue’s face never faded. He groaned and asked, “This is Guiyin who killed Jia De and opposed us everywhere? She is The daughter of Gui Yixiao, a hero who was famous all over the world?"

Zhao Kaitang nodded and replied, "It's her."

"I don't care if she returns to the first or the second, if she returns to the east or west, just kill her!" Zhang Danya was very impatient, his eyes were extremely fierce, and there was also an inexplicable annoyance. "This is a woman, I want to make her into a poisonous 'human pig'!" He hates women, probably because he described them as obscene, and he was not liked by women when he was young, even going to a brothel Laughed at by the madam and the girls.After he practiced thousands of poisonous skills, he became stronger, but his face became even uglier. He could easily get many women, but those women would not surrender to him from the heart, including his former wife Everyone loves the suave young man.Zhang Danya hated it very much, the more he thought about it, the more he hated it, a layer of mist like the mist on the river was covering his whole body, it was just a faint blue color.

He wanted to rush forward, he wanted to poison those hateful women, but his shoulder was suddenly held down. "Old monk, why are you dragging me!" Zhang Danya asked angrily when he saw the smiling face of Master Shanjue as soon as he turned around.Zhang Danya's body was covered with poison, Master Shanjue wore a very special glove on his hand, which isolated the poisonous gas like a ghostly fire.He smiled slightly and said, "I'm holding you because I don't want you to die."