In the Western Demon Cult, as long as Yu Luocha is still alive, no one will dare to betray him.

It is also because of Yu Luocha's "death", that people like Lone Pine and Dry Bamboo dare to covet the position of leader.

In a flash, Ye Cenqiu appeared behind Lone Pine and Dead Bamboo.

The sharp sword pierced through the hearts of the two from behind at a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye.

The sword was too fast, Dry Zhu lowered his head stiffly to look at the sword that appeared on his chest.

The blood on the sharp sword body was slowly flowing along the blade to the tip of the sword, and then dripped down.

This sword looked familiar, it belonged to Han Mei.

There was a hint of surprise in Ku Zhu's eyes, he knew that as long as the sword was pulled out, he would bleed all over his body in a short while, and then die.

Seeing Ye Cenqiu's smooth movements, Yu Luocha suddenly smiled.

Ye Cenqiu had already developed resistance to Yu Luocha's occasional illness, and he turned to look at Gong Jiu who was watching the whole time.

The fingers of the hand holding the sword hanging by his side moved slightly, and Ye Cenqiu handed the sword in his hand to Mu Bai who came over.

Gong Jiu and Shaman, if they are killed now, they will only have 5000 reputation points, which is a real loss.

Behind Gong Jiu is Wu Ming, Rou Tang and a group of people on his island.

Mu Bai took the sword, shook off the blood from the blade and put it into the scabbard.

Seeing the movement of the sword being put away, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

There is a huge difference between Mr. Ying who holds a sword and Mr. Ying who does not.

Looking at Louzhu Ying's face, who would have thought that he would be so decisive.

Gong Jiu keenly sensed Ye Cenqiu's gaze, and immediately raised her eyebrows to meet Ye Cenqiu's eyes.

Gong Jiu, who doesn't get sick, has always been a well-educated noble son.

"Mr. Ying." Gong Jiu cupped his hands and saluted, showing the courtesy that juniors should have when they see their seniors in the rivers and lakes.

In a place like Jianghu, the strong are respected, so Ye Cenqiu who is stronger than him is naturally a senior.

"Let's go." Looking back, Ye Cenqiu said to Mu Bai.

Mu Bai followed.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't leave, Fang Yufei was always his friend no matter what, he wanted to collect his body later.

Ye Cenqiu left, but the atmosphere present was even more frightening, because Yu Luocha was still here.

"Since Master Jade is here, I will leave first and not disturb Master Jade to handle family affairs." Gong Jiu is proud, but he is not arrogant. It seems that few people have such an understanding of the terrible strength of the great master.

Since Yu Luocha is not dead, the position of leader of the Western Demon Sect has nothing to do with them.

Yu Luocha was not interested in Gong Jiu, but he was very interested in Wu Ming, the great master behind Gong Jiu mentioned by Ye Cenqiu.

This arena has been boring to him for too long, not to mention that he was promoted to a grand master, but when he became a grand master, he was already a rare opponent in the arena.

It was this kind of boredom that made Yu Luosha stick around Ye Cenqiu when he met Ye Cenqiu, but now he knew from Ye Cenqiu that there is still a great master in this world.

It is very interesting.

The arc of Jade Raksha's lips in the mist rose high.

Being watched by Yu Luocha, every muscle in Gong Jiu's body tensed up involuntarily, secretly on guard.

Seeing that Yu Luocha didn't speak, Gong Jiu looked at him with a comfortable smile on his face, and then slowly backed away.

It wasn't until he retreated to the door that Gong Jiu felt a little relaxed when the warm sunlight fell on his body. Only after this relaxation did he realize that his back was wet.

His expression remained unchanged, but he began to guess in his heart that this should be the martial arts practiced by Yu Luocha.

It's just a line of sight, and the Demon Cult's skills are so treacherous.

Yu Luocha's whole body was wrapped in mist, except for those strange eyes that were not human.

Shaman followed Gong Jiu and exited the Silver Hook Casino stiffly.

Just now she accidentally met Yu Luocha's eyes, and fear enveloped her heart at that moment, but she couldn't tell what she was afraid of.

"You are Lu Xiaofeng." Yu Luocha turned to look at Lu Xiaofeng.

He had met Lu Xiaofeng when he was Young Master Yu, but Yu Luocha didn't know him.

Besides, he was somewhat interested in Lu Xiaofeng.

Yu Luocha gave a low laugh.

When he was Young Master Yu, it was not easy for him to do anything to Lu Xiaofeng, but now...

Facing Yu Luocha's eyes, Lu Xiaofeng froze for a moment, his pupils dilated instantly.

Seeing Lu Xiaofeng's reaction, Yu Luocha couldn't help but feel a little bored.

But that's all, Cen Qiu actually regarded him as a friend?Of course, he would not admit that it was because he deliberately deepened the influence of magic skills on people.

Huh?

Yu Luosha let out a light snort, and Lu Xiaofeng, who was still in a daze just now, shook his head violently.

He shook his head vigorously, as if he wanted to shake something out of his mind.

"Master Jade." Lu Xiaofeng got rid of Yu Luocha's control, quickly took a few steps back, lowered his head to avoid his gaze, cupped his fists and smiled wryly, "I guess this junior didn't offend you, did he?"

Yu Luocha still didn't attack again. With his pride, he naturally wouldn't attack a junior twice.

"Why not." He snorted coldly, and said with a half-smile, "You killed my son Yu Tianbao, and you stole the Rakshasa card, the treasure of my teaching. In this way, we can be regarded as a deep hatred."

He knew that Lu Xiaofeng had nothing to do with Yu Tianbao's death, and he also knew that the Raksha card was a lie from beginning to end, but he could justly say such a thing.

"Master Yu, the death of Young Master Yu really has nothing to do with me." Lu Xiaofeng secretly thought that it was unlucky, he should have hugged Master Ying's thigh, or if it was not good, he should have just followed Master Ying and left, and later he would find someone to collect Fang Yufei's body.

"As for the Raksha card, it's on the dead bamboo," he said.

With a cold snort, Yu Luocha glanced at the corpse of Dead Bamboo on the ground.

He clearly knew that the Raksha card was a fake, so naturally he wouldn't look for it on Dead Bamboo.

Glancing at Lu Xiaofeng, Yu Luocha's figure slowly disappeared.

Fang Yufei is dead, and he has something to deal with.

Feeling the sight of the light on his body disappear, Lu Xiaofeng slowly raised his head to look in the direction of Yu Luocha.

The first thing that came into view was Yu Luocha's original standing position.

nobody?

Lu Xiaofeng froze for a moment, then quickly raised his head.

nobody!

Looking around all the places he could see, Lu Xiaofeng didn't see that figure wrapped in mist.

I don't know when Yu Luosha left.

Although he didn't know why, Lu Xiaofeng let out a long breath.

Suddenly, his gaze paused and stopped at the slightly protruding skirt of the dry bamboo.

That is?

Lu Xiaofeng frowned, walked a few steps towards the dry bamboo, and then squatted down.

With his fingers poking into the skirt of the dry bamboo, Lu Xiaofeng found a wooden box.

Putting his fingers together, he decisively opened the box.

really.

It is the Raksha card.

Lu Xiaofeng pursed his lips, at this moment he had already realized that maybe this Rakshasa card was also a fake.

......

Back at the place where he lived, Ye Cenqiu received another letter from Yuan Suiyun.

He wrote back.

He is not a doctor, but he has become a doctor after a long illness. Through the Chinese medical skills he has learned in this life, he may try to change Yuan Suiyun's penis.

He may not be able to do it if he just knows Chinese medicine, but he still has the medicine in the system space, at least he can guarantee that Yuan Suiyun's situation will not be worse than it is now.

After tying the letter to the goshawk's claw, Ye Cenqiu fed it a piece of dried meat as usual.

Yuan Suiyun is a bit unscrupulous in doing things, so this letter will be sent to Yuan Dongyuan.

He reckoned that if Yuan Dongyuan knew about this, he would exchange his eyes for Yuan Suiyun, but he was not so bored, and he still told him in his heart that anyone who had just died could exchange eyes for Yuan Suiyun.

"Lord." Mu Bai knocked on the door and came in, holding a small note in his hand.

"Something happened in the frontier." He handed the note to Ye Cenqiu, "The food and grass sent by the imperial court was secretly burned by a few martial arts masters in Daliao. Without food and grass, the soldiers in the frontier should not be able to last long in this weather. "

Ye Cenqiu took the note, what was written on it was no different from what Mu Bai said.

After reading the note, he folded his palms together, and the fragile paper instantly turned into powder under his internal force.

With five fingers spread, Ye Cenqiu looked down at the powder falling from his palm.

Looking at the little powder left in his palm, Ye Cenqiu was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Write to Nanshuang and ask her to take 50 taels of silver to buy food and grass."

"The landlord?!" Mu Bai was startled, and looked up at Ye Cenqiu.

Even for Wang Chuan, 50 taels could not be taken out casually.

"Let her arrange a few people, and I will escort this batch of grain and grass to the border together." Ye Cenqiu said flatly, even after saying such words, his eyes were still cold and cold as usual.

Mu Bai pursed his lips, he would not refute any of Ye Cenqiu's decisions.

"As for you." Ye Cenqiu looked at Mu Bai, and took out the Raksha card from the system backpack, "Go back to Wangchuan, go to Nanshuang and take someone to the Western Demon Cult."

Handed the Raksha card to Mu Bai, together with a letter full of words.

In that letter he wrote in detail what to do.

The entire Wangchuan was established in less than ten years, and he needed to deal with most of the things, among which Mu Bai and Liu Nanshuang were the only ones who could help him, but Mu Bai was good at martial arts, but there was really nothing he could do about it in terms of brains.

Maybe you can count on Little Dongfang Bubai who is staying by Liu Nanshuang's side now.

The thoughts in Ye Cenqiu's mind kept turning.

But Dongfang Bubai is still too young, and it may take a few years before he can help.

Yuan Suiyun......

Hearing a bird chirping outside the window, Ye Cenqiu suddenly thought of Yuan Suiyun.

The martial arts are suitable and the brain is easy to use.

"You will leave tomorrow." Ye Cenqiu said that it was not too early today.

And he still has to wait here for Jade Rakshasa.

Turning around to pick up the unfinished book this morning, Ye Cenqiu lay down on the wicker chair that was brought back to the room.

Ruyu's fingers gently pinched a book page and turned it over.

Mu Bai was stunned for a moment and saw that Ye Cenqiu had already read the book as if no one else was there, then bowed and bowed, and quietly backed out.

After carefully closing the door, Mu Bai looked down at the Rakshasa card and the letter in his hand.

After hesitating for a while, Mu Bai opened the letter.

After reading the letter soon, Mu Bai's eyes widened slightly.

This......

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