The protagonists have golden fingers

It was not an easy task to kill He Ling, but Gu Zhuangcheng said it so lightly, as if it was just a trivial matter, and he didn't need to spend too much thought on it.

Shen Yan was noncommittal, lowered her head and wrote something on the paper.Curious, Gu Zhuangcheng leaned over to probe to see, but was immediately blocked from sight.He smiled bitterly and said, "Can't I watch?"

Shen Yan nodded, and said very bluntly: "Not now." After all, he might feel that he couldn't stop this person from wanting to see, so he didn't start writing at all, but put away the pen and paper instead.

Gu Zhuangcheng shook his head amusedly, he was just curious for a while, if Shen Yan had some secrets that he really didn't want to let him know, he wouldn't intentionally make people unhappy.

However, although the two are familiar with each other now, their relationship is not as close as in the previous life. It is expected that Shen Yan will be wary of him, and Gu Zhuangcheng is not sad.

What's more, the most important thing now is how to deal with Su Lanqing, how to kill He Ling, and how to get revenge on Shendaomen.

"Don't worry about killing He Ling. If you don't look for it, it will come to you." Shen Yan analyzed, "The Divine Knife Sect and King Pingyou are now tied together as grasshoppers. One is prosperous and the other is damaged. King Pingyou If we don't deal with Su Lanqing again, we can let them fight on their own. What we have to do is how to ignite this fire."

It's very simple, it's enough to send those treasures to Su Lanqing first.

Gu Zhuangcheng smiled quietly: "I'll go and inform Mr. Su now, I believe that the matter here will be resolved soon."

Shen Yan nodded, but thought in her heart: If it really can be solved so easily, then why did he stay here for so long?Shendaomen bullied him, this account must be settled carefully!

What was in his heart, Gu Zhuangcheng also noticed it, but he didn't want to say more, so as to make Shen Yan angry.

He walked to the window, brought his index finger to his lips, and whistled.Not long after, a night owl flapped its wings and landed. Gu Zhuangcheng put the written letter into the night owl's claws and watched it flutter its wings and fly away.

Half an hour later, through the window, Gu Zhuangcheng and Shen Yan could clearly see that the personal guards belonging to Su Lanqing had come out of the city in a mighty way, and that direction was where the treasure was.

Behind the personal guards, there are still many immortal cultivators, presumably planning to get a share of the pie.

However, according to Su Lanqing's temperament like an iron rooster, the wishful thinking of this group of people may be in vain.

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Su Lanqing led the people up the mountain, and entered the secret path smoothly as shown on the map.

It is said to be a secret passage, but it is actually a cave tunnel that can accommodate four or five people walking side by side. It is paved with clean marble, and both sides of the road are lit with mermaid candles. The cave that should be dark is as bright as day.

The walls of the cave are carved with intricate and exquisite reliefs, and the flowers and plants are lifelike, well preserved and exquisite.

Walking through this long passage, Su Lanqing and the others saw a black iron gate.

A guard behind him stepped forward and pushed open the door, and the mountain of treasures behind the door was immediately revealed to everyone, causing them to let out an exclamation——

I can't complain that Shendaomen will hold a banquet for all the immortal cultivators in the world, and invite everyone to hunt for treasures together. With such a large amount of treasures, who would dare to swallow them all?

If they didn't get the news in time, these treasures might fall into King Pingyou's pocket!

Su Lanqing was wrapped in a thick mink velvet cloak, her eyes were clear, and she was gazing at the treasures in the cave bit by bit.The people behind dispersed early, either counting the number or continuing to investigate.

After about a quarter of an hour, the person who went to investigate came back: "My lord, my subordinates have found out that this cave is connected to the back mountain of Prince Pingyou's mansion."

"It's impossible for King Pingyou to be so stupid, hoarding so many treasures in his own home." Su Lanqing lowered his eyes. Although he could not understand King Pingyou, he would not let himself go without enough evidence to bring down the other party. Selfish, "Investigate again. If this matter is really related to King Pingyou, there will be clues left. Even if you dig three feet, you have to find it out for me!"

"Subordinates obey!"

Inside Zuixian Tower, Gu Zhuangcheng propped his chin with a smile and stared at Shen Yan intently.

Seeing the latter impatiently, he frowned and stared back: "Why keep staring at me?"

Gu Zhuangcheng smiled and said: "It's nothing, I'm just surprised. I didn't expect Pavilion Master Shen to use such a small trick."

"Wouldn't it be better to settle the matter of You Yun earlier?" Shen Yan didn't raise his cigarette, "Now everyone knows that King Pingyou intends to rebel, but there is no evidence. I just sent the evidence to Su Lanqing. As for King Pingyou's last What will happen, and what does it have to do with me?"

Gu Zhuangcheng shook his head and exclaimed: "You misunderstood me, I just didn't expect you to do this. This is your first time..."

Shen Yan was startled by the tenderness in his eyes, and froze in place for a while, then turned her head hastily after a while, pouted her neck and said, "Don't, don't think about it, I'm just trying to avenge myself! Shendaomen and Youwang are collaborating together!" , without King Pingyou as a great backer, I see how the Shendaomen will end!"

Gu made up but smiled and said nothing.He didn't have time to say anything yet, someone just slipped out of his guilty conscience.

Shen Yan didn't seem to be aware of this, his cheeks were slightly red, and he glared at Lou Gu who was smiling like a spring breeze, but when he turned around, all the expressions on his face were restrained.

He lowered his head and looked at his left hand. His five fingers were slender and fair-skinned. The only fly in the ointment was a long scar on his palm, which just cut the lifeline in two.

He still remembered the pain of being pierced by a knife in his palm, but when he thought of the person who did it, all the resentment and dissatisfaction disappeared.

Shen Yan sighed softly, slowly clenched his hands, and his expression gradually returned to normal.

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At the stairway of the Shendaomen secret room, several young disciples stood.The leader was dressed gorgeously and looked like a high-level disciple of the Shendao Sect.

He arrogantly directed the rest of the people to clean the secret room, while he was slacking off by the sidelines.

The few disciples were used to being oppressed, they swallowed their anger, buried their heads in removing the gravel from the secret room and disposed of it——

The imperial court sent special envoys here, even if they didn't find out here, they would still find some clues. When the time came, it was discovered that the magic sword gate had set up a secret room, and many people were killed. Everyone will be implicated!

Thinking of this, even if you are dissatisfied with the high-level disciples, everyone will not show it for the time being.

The high-ranking disciple wanted to think about this, and he just pointed his finger at him unceremoniously, but he would never move a step.

After working for a long time, everyone finally cleaned up the big rocks in the house, and the rest were smaller stones and bones.

Several disciples looked ugly, you looked at me, I looked at you, and they didn't want to take the initiative.

Although the few people who died in the secret room had nothing to do with them, for some reason, even though the bodies were blown into a pile of ashes, the skulls were still intact and buried in a mess of gray and black stones , very conspicuous.

The high-ranking disciple saw that everyone was dawdling and refused to move, and lost his patience. He frowned and cursed loudly: "You bastard who only knows how to eat! What are you doing standing here? Tell you, when this room will be cleaned up, you guys When can you leave! If you delay and ruin the important affairs of the sect master, I will not spare you!"

"In this case, why don't you set an example and go down to have a look first?" In the crowd, a disciple finally couldn't help but retorted, "You guys have been busy for a long time, and senior is just standing around and pointing fingers. Now we are all exhausted, but the senior brother has plenty of energy!"

"What do you mean? I'm a brother, what's wrong with directing you to work?"

The high-ranking disciple was furious, grabbed the disciple who talked back, and pushed him down the stairs, "Hurry up and work for me! Otherwise, when the sect master asks, I won't cover it up for you!"

The disciple who fell down the stairs lay on the ground, motionless.The secret room was too dark for everyone to see clearly.

After being yelled at by the high-ranking disciple, everyone had to give in no matter how unwilling they were, and moved slowly into the secret room one by one.

Some people were worried that the high-ranking disciple would still be looking for trouble, so they rushed over to help him up: "Song Ge, are you okay?"

Instead, the disciples of Song Ge did not speak.The man felt a little strange. At this moment, he smelled a familiar smell—when he killed or was injured, he could always smell the same smell!

His eyes widened in disbelief, and he stood up abruptly and took two steps back.In the dim light, Song Ge was lying on the ground in a very distorted posture, and a large pool of sticky shadows slowly expanded under him.

There was a buzzing in his head, and a shrill roar sounded in his ears. This voice was very familiar, but after thinking for a long time, he realized that it was his own voice.

Because of his shout, everyone gathered together, and many of them held lamps in their hands.

All of a sudden, this small corner became brighter, and Song Ge's situation was clearly seen.

His limbs were slightly twisted, his face was pale, the blood in his mouth stained his chin red, and there was blood all over his body!

All the disciples were scared out of their wits and rushed out screaming one by one. In the panic, many people were trampled.

But they didn't care much, as if they had seen a ghost, wishing they could have two more legs.

The high-level disciple who pushed Song Ge down the stairs rushed to the front—he pushed the person, even if Song Ge's death was probably due to his own accidental broken neck, but he pushed the person down after all!

Not long after, there was no one in the secret room.

After a while, Song Ge who was lying in a pool of blood suddenly opened his eyes.He sat up slowly, wiped the blood off his face, looked at the dirty handkerchief with distaste, then threw it aside indifferently, and walked unhurriedly towards a tight corner.

After he disappeared, the handkerchief discarded on the ground spontaneously ignited without fire, and burned to a mass of ashes in the blink of an eye.