The Gate of Fate of the Martial Arts Leader

"That..." Wu Gong asked in a low voice: "What the devil sect... is it trying to do?"

"I don't know." Yan Tongshuo frowned: "The head of the Science School believes that the Demon Cult must be brewing a huge conspiracy."

Wu Gong was stunned: "A shocking conspiracy? What could it be?"

"The head of the Scientology School said that the Devil's Cult may be trying to raise housing prices."

"...price price?"

"Yes." Yan Tongshuo said: "The Demon Cult wants every prospective mother-in-law to think that if the prospective son-in-law does not have a house, then the daughter cannot marry, and only if he has a house can he be worthy of a family."

"..."

"As a result, prices have skyrocketed, and more orthodox people can't buy houses, marry wives, or have children. Naturally, all sects and sects are declining day by day. What the Demon Cult is doing is economically dismantling the entire martial arts world."

"..."

"..."

"I don't think it's right..."

"I don't think so either."

At that time, the head of the Scientology School was very bright and said sadly: "Why do we have to hate each other? Everyone gathers together and reads happily, isn't it good? Who is strong and who is weak, take a test, and you can see who you are." I know, why bother to fight and kill. Achievement through competition is a benign development, and now it is a vicious interaction.”

At the end, the headmaster sighed again, and said: "It would be great for both of us to study together. All the people are holding hands, and the laughter and laughter echoed in the distant sky. Everyone is circling and circling, and suddenly they fly up." They flew and flew, and flew together into the world where there is no war anymore, only knowledge...!"

……

——The memory ends here.

Yan Tongshuo called out a name with low martial arts skills.

"……Um?"

"I will reduce the number of times I contact you in the future."

"……what?!"

"You have seen it too." Yan Tongshuo said, "If that person just now was not the Hongzhong envoy, but someone else, it would be quite dangerous."

"Oh..." Wu Gong ate the white rabbit in a low voice, knowing this very well in his heart.

——You have to be 12 points careful.

The white rabbit is still very delicious.

However, it seems that it is not as delicious as before.

It's really strange, thinking about martial arts, it's not like in the past, you can always sweeten it from your mouth to your heart.

Wu Gong lowly remembered that a few days ago, the Demon Cult sent a person to the inner prison because they suspected him to be a spy.

Both Wangfu and Wugong low knew that that person was not sent by the Wulin League, and he was wronged.

But this was tracked down by the head of the Nine Cake Hall in charge of anti-special activities in the Devil's Cult.It is said that the reason why the mission was assigned to Jiubingtang was because it wanted Jiubing to watch all suspicious people closely like nine eyes.As for the Nine Cake Hall, it is shrewd and capable, and has long suspected that the so-called "righteous people" bought some disciples of the civet cat god religion, and then used women as contacts.But the scope is too big, so they secretly pay attention to which disciple in Tanuki God Cult has a relationship with a specific woman. If there is, then that internal disciple will be monitored immediately.

This matter made Wu Gong low understand that in this matter, he must not take chances.

It seems impossible to keep meeting with the leader.

……

——Low martial arts returned to the Demon Sect and wandered around for a few days, nothing went wrong, but he was commended for his bravery before.

On the medal made of gold, a huge civet cat was painted, and four words were crookedly engraved on it: "Civet cat god religion", and a small "Xixihuang" was inserted between the civet cat's legs below.

I have been teaching martial arts for so long, but I still don't know what "Xixihuang" is.

Then, at noon one day, Wu Gongdi went to the cafeteria to get dinner as usual.

The Devil's Cult will issue meal coupons every 30 days, ninety at a time.People in the Demon Cult use one for each of the three meals a day, and it can hold one plate at a time.

It is said that after one year of joining the Devil's Cult, they will gain an average of twenty catties and lose two levels in martial arts.That is to say, if you have practiced to the seventh level, after a year, you can only use the fifth level of kung fu.

The envoys on the left and right were furious and ordered all the cafeterias to change to small plates, but it still had no effect, because after changing to small plates, everyone stacked the food as high as a hill.What's more, use the sauce to stick a layer of cucumber slices along the outer circle of the plate to expand the capacity of the plate, or, simply, after the pile is full, brush a layer of sauce and stick some food on it.

Wugong played a full game, and sat with the other people in Erbingtang.

"Have you heard?" One person gossiped: "The two envoys on the left and right went to clean up the leader of the martial arts alliance in person."

"...What?!" Wu Gongdi opened his eyes wide.

"The leader of the Wulin surnamed Yan went to the Valley of the Medicine King alone. We got the news in advance. The two envoys on the left and right went to ambush in person. It will definitely succeed."

Wu Gong looked at the man's face in a daze, but he could only see the opening and closing of his mouth, and he had no idea what he said next.

Because—on the day we parted, Yan Tongshuo said that today, he would go to Yaowang Valley.

"when did it happen?"

"what?"

"Clean up the martial arts leader..."

"Auyou," another person said, "Wu Qingtian, we've changed the subject."

"Yes... is it..."

"Why do you care so much?"

"No..." Wu Gong lowered his head: "Just asking casually."

Of course you can't ask people.

The martial arts is low and I understand it very well.

Even, he deliberately avoided this topic, and reluctantly continued to chat and laugh with several other people.

On the surface, it must be a look of indifference.

But it's really hard to control yourself with low martial arts.

"Wu Qingtian," said the previous man, "let's take turns telling jokes!"

With low martial arts strength, he squeezed out a somewhat ugly smile: "Okay, okay."

So one person first said: "Two disciples, A and B, boasted about their achievements. A said, I cut off the heads of three decent heads! B said, what's the big deal, I cut off the feet of six decent heads! Dao, why don’t you cut off the head? B said, because the head is gone!”

"Hahahaha……"

Everyone leaned forward and back together, their martial arts were low but they couldn't enjoy themselves.

I can only force myself to agree with everyone: "Hee hee hee..."

"Wu Qingtian, it's your turn! Tell me!"

"Hmm..." Wu Gong was thinking about Yan Tongshuo and Yaowanggu in his heart, and for some reason, he told some stories about Yaowang that Yan Tongshuo once told.

"It is said that the King of Medicine..." Wu Gong listened a little weakly: "Once, a person went to seek medical treatment. The next day, the King of Medicine came into the room and said that there was bad news, and there was even worse news." , which one do you want to know first? The man was taken aback and said: "Then let me hear the bad news first." So Yao Wang handed over a piece of paper, which said: "You still have two days to live." The patient couldn't believe it, and asked with a trembling voice, 'Could there be worse news?' Yao Wang said: 'Yes. I wrote this yesterday, and I forgot to give it to you.'"

"Hahahaha!"

"HiaHiaHiaHia!"

……

——In this way, a meal is always accompanied by laughter.

After leaving the cafeteria, Wu Gongdi hurried back, and as soon as he reached the gate of the front yard, he vaguely heard news that the left and right envoys had completed their tasks and returned, killing them cleanly.

As soon as Wu Gonglow heard the news, he was immediately stunned, his mind was numb, and his only feeling was that it was not true.

He could no longer act like a normal person, went to the backyard again, walked around, chatted, and hoped to find out something.

Some of the people who had a good relationship with Wu Gong went with the left and right envoys.

These few people were very excited and described the whole process vividly.He also said: "Tsk tsk, the leader of the martial arts alliance is really handsome, his face is like a knife cut, and his shoulders are broad and his legs are long."

This is Yan Tongshuo.

The martial artist felt that he was almost out of breath.

I feel like I'm going to pass out, I'm in a daze, I don't know where I am, and I seem to have forgotten that I'm still in the Devil's Cult.

He had no idea what to do next.

For a moment, I was very dazed, thinking that I might not have a decent life to live in the future.

Without Yan Tongshuo, what would he do in the future... such long days and nights.

Looking back, I was with Yan Tongshuo for so long before, simply, one day passed.

Before...how I lived, I can't remember because of my low martial arts.

……

——Low martial arts, so I went back to Erbingtang.

Erbingtang happened to see the low level of martial arts, so he called to stop.

"Hall... hall master..."

"What's the matter?" Hallmaster Erbing asked, "Looking at the lost soul."

"No...no..."

The master of the Erbing hall stared at the martial arts for a long time, and suddenly said: "You already know that the two envoys on the left and right killed the leader of the martial arts alliance?"

Wugong was low in the muddle, just about to say "um" casually, but suddenly woke up.

He has realized that his appearance is betraying himself.

The Hall Master of Erbing seems to only know Pai Gow Pai Gow, but how can he be an ordinary person who can become the Hall Master in the Devil's Cult.

So Wu Gong cheered up and responded: "I seem to have heard a few words during lunch."

The hall master nodded: "You look very listless."

Martial Arts Low tried his best to pretend to be normal, and said: "I'm a little uncomfortable today, maybe I'm a little tired recently."

The master of Erbing didn't ask any more questions.

But Wu Gong knew that the other party didn't believe it.

It is impossible for the hall master to just believe that martial arts are low, he believes in his own eyes even more.

If you can be deceived so easily, how can you become the hall master.

But the hall master just suspected it based on his feelings, and there was no conclusive evidence, so he didn't say anything.

Low martial arts know that this matter may not be over yet.

—he is right.

In the afternoon, the superior who was in charge of all the masters of Bingzitou personally ordered people to go to the vicinity of the Yaowang Valley to pick up several wounded disciples, and at the same time deal with the bodies of disciples killed by the martial arts leader and righteous people.

It is said that at that time, the leader of the martial arts alliance was not one person, but several, and the two sides fought fiercely.

The martial arts low was also called out and stood in front.The Demon Sect said that this job required a lot of manpower, and let those with low martial arts skills go along with them.

Wu Gong felt that all the people who were sent there might be a little abnormal this afternoon, so let them go to the scene.If anyone shows something wrong at that time, they will be dealt with as spies and traitors immediately.

But at this time, the low martial arts actually felt that the poisoned milk was not so terrible.

Suddenly, with low martial arts skills, he couldn't think of anything to worry about.

Whether it's poisoned milk, or whatever, doesn't matter.

……

——When he was feeling decadent, Wu Gong heard Wangfu coughing softly in the crowd.

It was chaotic and no one noticed.

But the low martial artist knew that this was a reminder to himself, so he regained his sanity in an instant.

The task is not yet complete——

The future of Wulin is still unknown.

I still have things to do.

So Wu Gonglow secretly decided that no matter what he saw later, even... it was Yan Tongshuo's corpse, he had to face it bravely and firmly.

……

——After riding for several hours, the martial arts were low and they finally arrived near the Valley of the Medicine King.

At the beginning, I saw those wounded disciples of the Devil's Cult.Wu Gong low tried his best to pretend to be calm and helped to treat the wound.

Then, Wu Gong low suddenly heard someone say: "Look, that is the leader of the martial arts alliance."

The hands with low martial arts skills trembled uncontrollably.

He took a few deep breaths, told himself to be calm, then pretended to be curious, and looked over——

Not Yan Tongshuo.

Although, they do look somewhat alike, both young and handsome.

The left and right envoys had probably never met Yan Tongshuo, and only heard people describe his appearance, so they killed the wrong person.

The low martial artist immediately turned his head back to concentrate on the matter at hand, not daring to show the slightest bit of joy.