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Even though he said such cruel and hateful words, Zhang Muguan's face was still as calm as before, without any change.It was as calm as if he let Song Haiguan crush a bug to death.

Only monks who kill a lot can be so calm, the hairs on Zhang Liang's neck stand on end.

Brother Tianmuhai is cruel and ruthless and never unreasonable. This rumor is indeed true.

Taking advantage of Song Haiguan's time before answering, Zhang Liang gave a dry laugh. He took a step forward and bowed in salute: "Zhang Muguan Song Haiguan, I had a relationship with the two of you. When you two just came to Iron Siege, once Settling down at the Zhang family..."

"The Zhang family, the rich man's family in the iron-sieged city?" Song Haiguan shook his head indifferently, not bothering to glance at Zhang Liang, "The Zhang family is really poor, and even a high-ranking monster was invited to the banquet." No. The wine is not a good wine, so I reluctantly took a sip, and it made my throat burn."

"Song Haiguan." Zhang Muguan frowned and stopped him. He thought about Zhang Liang's face for a moment, "Oh, your surname is also Zhang."

Zhang Liang continued to bend down, wishing he could lower his head to the ground, "Your junior is not talented, and his surname also happens to be Zhang. I never thought of snatching Tianmuhai's things, and this matter has nothing to do with me. For the sake of our surname Zhang, let me go? My mouth is very strict, and I promise not to confide in anyone, I can swear!"

With just two or three sentences like this, Zhang Liang had already left Qian Ziwen completely behind. He wished he had never greeted such a person.

Zhang Liang didn't even have to think about whether it was important to be alive or to be beautiful.

What kind of beauties do you need when your life is gone, if you offer the seven beauties in his family, you can get peace, Zhang Liang won't even blink.

Besides, Qian Ziwen, at first glance, is too stunning, compared with the monk in black in the painting, he only has seven points of his face, after all, it is hard to calm down.

Zhang Liang felt that he didn't treat Qian Ziwen badly, at least he didn't make trouble, which was already worthy of the astonishment of his love at first sight.

"Xiao Luding, you've seen it too. This man has abandoned you. He's really weak." Song Haiguan said lazily, "You said that the two flower protectors beside you, one is silent and the other is the one who sees the wind. Rudder, you are so unlucky."

These two sentences are no less than slapping Zhang Liang's face a few times, and it hurts hotly.However, in order to survive, Zhang Liang still had to smile and said, "Song Haiguan taught you the right thing, am I not soft-boned? In order to survive, I will give up everything..."

Song Haiguan raised his eyebrows, "I don't care if you live or not. Zhang Muguan, everything is up to you."

While waiting for the other party's verdict, Zhang Liang bowed his head cautiously, not even daring to vent his breath, for fear of offending the two masters of Tianmuhai.

For some reason, Hua Mingyuan, who had been silent all this time, sighed softly, with a hint of pity, which made Zhang Liang even more puzzled.

Even if he died, the two of them would not be able to escape, and what Hua Mingyuan was regretting, Zhang Liang couldn't figure it out at all.

Maybe it took less than a cup of tea, maybe after waiting for a lifetime, Zhang Liang finally waited for Zhang Muguan's sentence: "Forget it, since you said so, I will let you go. As for the remaining two people, Song Haiguan, you kill them." Bar."

"No, I don't want to part with it." Song Haiguan said slowly, "As you can see, I had a relationship with this small furnace once, and I thought about it at that time. If it wasn't for Qi Youtian of the Taiyan sect to protect him, I would How can I let this little thing escape from my palm?"

Song Haiguan took another step closer, he looked at Qian Ziwen's face with a smile, admiring the panic in the young green eyes, he had the right to adjust it.

"You can play for fun, but he is a disciple of the Taiyan Sect. You have to keep your hands and feet clean, so as not to cause future troubles." Zhang Muguan said flatly, "After playing, take out his soul. He is the fate of this cave. Man, we have to use him to unlock the treasure."

After listening to Zhang Muguan's words, Zhang Liang was stunned.

It is said that the monks in Tianmuhai are nothing, but today he saw with his own eyes what kind of behavior these people are!

It's nothing more than killing people and seizing treasures, before they die, they have to be humiliated, and at the end they have to torture their souls.These terrifying methods are no different from the legendary demon cultivators.

No, it would be better to say that Moxiu didn't dare to be so unscrupulous.

Seeing that the person he once admired is about to suffer, Zhang Liang really feels bad.

He saw Qian Ziwen looking over, his emerald green eyes were full of anxiety and fear, but more of pleading and despair, every look seemed to gouge out his heart.

I am also helpless, Zhang Liang said silently in his heart.He couldn't bear to look again, and just about to look away, he saw that emerald green eyes changed, suddenly seemed to be sprinkled with a layer of silver powder, light silver through gold, the color was gorgeous like a dream.

Zhang Liang's pupils shrank slightly, and he suspected that he had read wrongly.

There was nothing wrong with his eyes. Qian Ziwen's pleading for help and despair before seemed to be an illusion that came and went in a flash, and disappeared suddenly with the change of his eyes.

An aura of defying all living beings slowly rippled from those light silver eyes mixed with gold, and the ripples swayed away in circles, but they remained calm, like a tiger that was about to eat people and drew back its tail Dozing off.

Zhang Liang had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Song Haiguan didn't know anything, so he waved his hand at Zhang Muguan, "Don't worry, I have my own measure. If something goes wrong, I will bear it all."

"Then it's up to you." Zhang Muguan walked towards the door and asked before leaving, "Half an hour, is it enough?"

"Enough..." Before Song Haiguan finished the second half of the sentence, his head fell to the ground with a loud bang, as if hitting everyone's hearts.

Zhang Liang didn't even see how Song Haiguan died.

When the head fell to the ground, not even a drop of blood spattered.There was no sword light and no aura fluctuations. He was alone, but suddenly disappeared. Zhang Liang couldn't help but gasped.

His eyes rolled around in fear, and finally landed on Qian Ziwen.

The little boy drew out a sword with a red body, the sword was so red that it oozes blood, there is no aura fluctuations, only a solid killing intent, like a jade mountain collapsing like a sky has been cracked, forcing Zhang Liang Zhan couldn't stand anymore.

He took several steps back, his legs were as soft as noodles, he couldn't support them, and finally collapsed on the ground.

Mess, everything is messed up.Zhang Liang wanted to laugh, but the forced smile was more like crying.

Isn't Qian Ziwen a little monk who has not yet established a foundation, and he can bully him casually.Piansheng Qianziwen used a sword and killed Song Haiguan who was a Jindan cultivator!

This is no longer a monk, but the evil star of the demon god, which is the ability of the rumored demon king!

It's too dangerous, Zhang Liang's intuition warned him, close your eyes and don't speak.

But for some reason, he couldn't take his eyes off Qian Ziwen.As if he had never seen Qian Ziwen before, he couldn't bear to blink, staring at the young boy intently.

The young boy shook his sword slowly, and the white cat on his shoulder fell to the ground, circling around his legs.On that beautiful and beautiful face, there was a contemptuous and playful killing intent.

Qian Ziwen glanced sideways, as if the silvery white moonlight had fallen all over the ground, and his contemptuous smile was like a wine bottle full of moonlight, swaying and swaying endlessly.

The killing intent was like a knife, cutting Zhang Liang's face alive, making him tremble and have difficulty breathing.

However, Zhang Liang couldn't help it anymore, he wanted to cry, he wanted to cry, whether it was joy or disappointment, he was a traveler who had endured three days and three nights in the desert, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the oasis in the distance.

That's right, it's the spirit of looking down on the world and looking down on all sentient beings.

For a person like Qian Ziwen, even if his aptitude is low and weak, he should have this kind of arrogance, this kind of arrogance that doesn't take anyone seriously.Compared with the person in the painting, the current him is no worse than anything.

Zhang Liang wanted to kneel down and kowtow, just like what he did in front of that portrait, kowtow reverently and respectfully.

His ambition is too small and his heart is lustful, and he only kowtows and kowtows in front of those who really admire him.His despair, his fantasies, and his confusion suddenly became real at this moment.

It turns out that everything is true, there really are such people in the world!The legendary White Feather Demon Lord, the black-clothed monk in the portrait, and Qian Ziwen.

Zhang Liang stretched out a hand obsessively, and quickly retracted it as if being burned by fire.Immediately afterwards, he knelt down respectfully again, for fear that he would offend this person in the slightest.

"You deserve it too?" Qian Ziwen kicked Song Haiguan's body, and stretched out his hand to pull out his soul, "Don't you still want to search for my soul, come on."

The ray of spirit held in the palm of Qian Ziwen was surprised and furious.He was spinning restlessly in Qian Ziwen's palm, and he had no chance of escaping, somehow he was trapped in a glass ball.

Qian Ziwen bounced the glass bead containing Song Haiguan's soul high and tossed it, and then lost interest.

"Snow Flower, it's yours."

The white cat stretched out its claws, held the glass bead firmly, and suddenly spoke: "Mozun, I don't want it. What kind of thing is this? I think it's ugly even just looking at it."

"The people in Tianmuhai are all such bastards." Qian Ziwen clicked his tongue, "It's been hundreds of years, and you haven't improved at all?"

This sentence was asked to Zhang Muguan standing by the door. He was so frightened that his palms became cold and his heartbeat slowed down. His frozen thoughts did not start to work again until he heard this sentence, "Mozun, it called you Mozun!" ?”

"Why do you ask so many questions? You deserve to be called Mozun?" The glass beads were thrown aside.

Upon seeing this demon cultivator, Zhang Muguan finally recognized who he was, "Fenghua, you are Fenghua! That cat raised by Bai Yu!"

"It's me, so what?" Fenghua became even more impatient, rubbing the glass bead with his slender fingers, and only said to Qian Ziwen: "Mozun, why are you talking nonsense with these people, how many people are you just killing?" Don't worry."

The words Zhang Muguan said earlier were echoed back by Fenghua intact, whether it was the courage to regard the monks in the world as ants, or the casual contempt, they were all exactly the same.

Zhang Muguan was really in a complicated mood.He is used to being pampered and pampered, when did he suffer such grievances?Even a monk with a higher cultivation base than him had to be polite to Zhang Muguan, lest he would cause any trouble, and only Moxiu dared to act so presumptuously.

His own life and death depended on other people's thoughts, this feeling was too humiliating, Zhang Muguan bowed his head and remained silent, only he knew the pain in his heart.

Qian Ziwen waved his hand, "I don't want to kill him yet, I'll ask a few words later."

After receiving Qian Ziwen's order, the white-clothed demon Xiu immediately shook his prestige. He stretched out his leg and touched Zhang Muguan's foot, "Master wants to ask you something, but did you hear me?"

"May I ask what advice the Demon Venerable has?"

"I can't talk about advice, but I just want to ask a question." Qian Ziwen shook the key in his hand, "Where is the eye of this cave formation, you must be very clear about it. I can find a place, but I'd rather save it."

Zhang Muguan didn't want to answer, so he frowned, and the demon cultivator in white looked over with a cold and sarcastic gaze, "The Demon Venerable doesn't want to bother, and I'm not afraid of spending time. If you want to talk about the ability to draw souls for interrogation, you, Tianmuhai, can only scratch the surface Get the essence."

This is a naked/naked threat, and Zhang Muguan sighed helplessly, "The eye of the array is behind this painting, leading directly to the residence of Luofu Immortal."

He doesn't need to lie at all, the situation is stronger than others, so it's fine to admit cowardly obediently, why do you have to resist?

All Moxiu are fierce characters, and they usually refuse to accept anyone.However, even the famous Fenghua magician respected this talented young man, and Zhang Muguan didn't dare to provoke him.

He vaguely had an idea in his mind, but he was vaguely uncertain.

Qian Ziwen muttered: "Luo Fu is really easy. This person put on such a big posture before, and he didn't even cover up his eyes? I can't trust him."

The little boy shook his head lightly, his two long eyebrows arched, and he still looked pitiful and slightly worried.

The beauty is delicious, but none of the people present dared to think of him. They all held their breaths and watched their noses, noses, noses and hearts, lest the Lord Mozun notice him.

Mozun, just this title is extraordinary.To be worthy of this title, one has to be a Demon Cultivator who is in the realm of Hedao and is only one step away from ascension.

Ever since the magic way was suppressed by Tianmuhai and various sects, there are very few demon cultivators, and the White Feather Demon Venerable came out only a few hundred years ago.It's a pity that the White Feather Demon Venerable was born too well and had a prosperous peach blossom calamity. He was besieged for no reason, and he was completely cold.

Now the demon cultivator is lonely and pitiful, the only two remaining demon monks do not leave the gate.So where did this devil come from?

Zhang Muguan was still thinking about it, and Qian Ziwen asked again: "The people you Tianmuhai sent to find the key this time, you two will not be the only ones, right?"

Those light silver eyes mixed with gold stared for a while, as if sharp knives were protruding from his chest, and he had seen all his careful thoughts clearly.

Zhang Muguan was sweating in his palms and said, "Song Haiguan and I are the only two people. The key to Luofu Xianzun's cave is in the study. Tianmuhai just got the news. If Song Haiguan and I don't return in seven days, there are other reasons." Somebody came to replace us both."

Feng Hua pulled up Zhang Muguan's front, raised his eyebrows and asked: "Who are you threatening? It must be because Yuanying's cultivation level cannot enter this cave, do you think Mozun and I will be afraid of Tianmuhai?"

Even though Zhang Muguan was pulled by his front, he still said calmly: "It's not that I underestimate the Demon Lord, but the fact is that. In this cave, no matter how high the cultivator is, he will be sealed for some reason. , can only use the cultivation base of the Nascent Soul stage."

"Compared with the one sect, two floors and three sects, Tianmuhai does not have an advantage. The only advantage is that there are more people. People who are targeted by Tianmuhai will eventually be caught and judged even if they flee to the ends of the earth. That day."

Speaking of this, Zhang Muguan was not afraid of anything anymore, he looked straight into Fenghua's eyes, "Coincidentally, that Song Haiguan who was killed by you with a sword and captured his soul, his father is Song Tianguan, and he is the only one in his life son."

There are many sea officials named Song in Tianmuhai, but there is only one Song Tianguan, Song Tianguan, one of the three heavenly officials.

Just hearing this name made Fenghua, who was holding Zhang Muguan's collar, frowned, and the expression on his face became more and more unhappy.

"Song Tianguan, of course he's amazing." Zhang Muguan continued on his own, "Even that White Feather Demon Venerable was defeated by Song Tianguan?"

"That's because you orthodox monks are shameless. You sent people to attack first, and then a few people went into battle together!" Fenghua squeezed out a sentence through his teeth. His narrowed eyes didn't look like a cat, but more like a tiger, " Shameless Tianmuhai, let alone Song Tianguan!"

If Zhang Muguan hadn't been prepared, he was really worried that he would be strangled to death by this demon cultivator, but Qian Ziwen, who was standing beside him, finally said, "Fenghua, let him down."

Zhang Muguan held his neck and coughed for a long time, and finally managed to catch his breath.

He slowly straightened his crumpled front, and he no longer had the trembling look before, "Your master is still smarter, much better than your cat. Even if the White Feather Demon Lord is alive, I reckon he would fight But Song Tianguan."

"Today's incident, even Song Haiguan and I were unlucky. You return his soul and the key, and then let us leave, and this debt will be wiped out."

Zhang Muguan spoke calmly, but his heart was burning and anxious like being roasted by fire.

How could it be written off?He wanted these two demon cultivators to die, hacked them into pieces and tortured their souls, and repaid all the humiliation they suffered today.

Only in this way can he be calmed down.

Hearing this, Song Haiguan, who was trapped in the glass bead, was full of confidence, "You stupid cat, why don't you let your grandfather and me out? You two demon cultivators, you don't even know your death is imminent."

"Why do you think that Zhang Muguan has to talk so much nonsense to you? It's all just to delay time, you are dead!"

Song Haiguan had finished speaking, but everyone could already feel what his so-called crisis was.

Clouds suddenly rose outside the house, and the surging and mighty clouds piled up on the horizon to cover the sun, revealing a terrifying aura.

The clouds have arrived and the wind has arrived, and the wind has already blown.The wind was so strong that the pines and cypresses beside the road bent over involuntarily, and the branches snapped and snapped.The more fragile young trees were uprooted and carried away by the wind.

Then there is a red palm, standing horizontally between the sky and the earth, with a majestic majesty.Compared with this palm, the study they stayed in was just an ant, too small and pitiful.

The phantom-like palm suddenly approached from the horizon.The seemingly extremely long distance took only a short moment.

The sound of the wind was thicker than the dark clouds, and the strong wind had already blown through the crack of the door unreasonably, blowing the skirts of the few of them flying, the bookshelves in the study fell to the ground, and yellowed paper flew everywhere.

The palm turned over suddenly, and every palm print was clearly visible.It pressed down on the mansion involuntarily, with a kind of revenge-like sternness.

Just an inch away, the bluestone brick surface was completely smashed.Pressing another inch, there was a loud roar in the ear, and the thunder exploded in the sky.Another inch lower, the pressure suddenly increased, as if the mountain was overwhelming.

Zhang Liang on the side tried his best to resist, but he still knelt down involuntarily, spat out a mouthful of blood, and was about to faint.

This fatal palm print deliberately avoided Zhang Muguan, even the glass bead containing Song Haiguan was intact, and not even a piece of floor tile was broken around it.

Seeing the distressed appearance of these people, Song Haiguan laughed wildly, "Father left a spell on me. If I encounter a crisis, the spell will be activated. The power is enough to match the full blow of a cultivator. Now, your Retribution has finally come."

He wants them to die, and wants these two demon cultivators to perish without a soul!

The two monks whose cultivation base was restricted to the Nascent Soul were nothing more than slightly nimble ants in front of the hard blow of the monk Lianxu, and they could be killed with a little effort.

Song Haiguan clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction. If Qian Ziwen's sword was not too fast, his physical body would not have been damaged at all. The spell was activated a little slower after all.

In the midst of this violent wind and thunder, Qian Ziwen also smiled, he raised his eyebrows and said: "If something goes wrong, you should find your father. This principle is universal, and I don't want to spoil you."

The little boy finally raised the sword in his hand, and pointed it towards the sky flatly, "Open the sky."

It's too simple and too crude a move, without the slightest aura fluctuation, not much different from a three-year-old child wielding a wooden sword.

But after the sword was swung, the wind suddenly stopped and the thunder stopped, and a gap was evenly opened up in the thick cloud layer, like a door opening, and the light was shining everywhere, and after a while, it was calm again.

However, the palm print didn't stop, it stubbornly continued to press down, and it had to beat these little ants to death before it was reconciled.

The mountain-like pressure became heavier. Zhang Liang could already hear his bones creaking. He could only lie on the ground in a state of embarrassment. He couldn't even breathe properly. Every time he took a breath, his lungs were about to burst. .

"Hey, it's not enough." Qian Ziwen sighed, looking a little sad, "Snow Flower, am I not as good as before?"

The white-clothed and blue-eyed Yaoxiu stuck out his two hairy ears, and asked with a surprised expression: "Mozun, stop teasing me. What tricks are there in the world that can match the power of your two swords?"

Two swords, didn't this demon cultivator only swing one sword, why did it suddenly become two swords?

Zhang Muguan was completely puzzled, he stared at the sky while the wind swept the banquet, his expression suddenly changed.