Chapter 62 Disputes!

Spicy Tiaojiao...

wrong!

It is the teaching of the past life!

Immediately, Jason's appetite whetted.

Although he didn't know what role the Rebirth Cult played in this incident, Jason knew that he had extra 'food' again.

'Sure enough, when takeaways are not available, you have to pick them up yourself! '

Thinking in his heart, Jason's footsteps became lighter and lighter.

Even, it can be said to be weird.

Even though there are many fighters inside and outside the manor, and they are all patrolling with all their heart, when Jason walked past these people, most of them were unaware, and one or two people who were aware of it didn't see anyone. , only thought it was a gust of wind.

[Stealth], which is above the extraordinary, is manifested to the extreme at this time.

It can be said that Jason came all the way to the manor without hindrance.

It was pitch black all around.

Only the room in the middle was lit.

At the same time, it is also the most intense location of the 'Caohua Pill'.

It also has a lot of grilled spicy taste.

There is no doubt that this is the goal of this trip.

Jason leaned forward quietly.

At this moment, four people in the room are sitting around a square table.

All four are men, old and young, with thin or strong stature.

Sitting in Nan Nan was a young man with a somewhat handsome face, dressed in white, holding a long sword horizontally in his hand and resting on his knee.

Sitting in the north is a middle-aged man with a long beard, wearing a scholar's square scarf, holding a folding fan in his hand, with a bookish face, sitting there like a teacher.

The one sitting on the west side was a strong man with a full beard, his roots were separated, his face was dark, and his hands were propped on his knees. Those hands were not only big palms, but also had thick joints, which attracted people's attention.

The oldest sits on the east side,

Not to mention the thin body, the cheeks are also thin, and there is a trace of cloudiness in the eyes. He is holding a cigarette pouch in his hand. The cigarette holder is made of jade. The cigarette rod is not ordinary wood but completely made of metal. With a strange brilliance.

The four people of different ages and appearances were at this moment, but none of them spoke. They were all staring at the boxy solid wood box on the table.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely depressing.

Even, it makes people feel suffocated.

Finally, the young man sitting in the south couldn't bear it anymore.

"Is this the legendary 'Fate Pill'? The 'Fate Pill' that can be used to improve fortune and change fate against the sky?"

As he spoke, the young man's palm trembled slightly. It was not a natural tremor, but a suppressed and restrained urge to pick up the solid wooden box.

"yes!

This is the legendary 'Creation Pill'! "

The middle-aged man sitting opposite the young man nodded, and looked at the solid wooden box on the table with greed.

Like substance.

So much so that when he spoke, it seemed like he was talking in his sleep.

Although the people on the east and west sides did not speak, their bodies kept leaning forward, and the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

After two words, the whole room became silent again.

But only a second later, the young man sitting in the south spoke again.

"What are we joining the 'Death Rebirth Cult' for?"

It's like talking to yourself and asking.

The remaining three were taken aback.

Then the middle-aged man sitting opposite laughed.

"You earned the title of 'White Clothes Quick Sword' at a young age. Naturally, you are proud and arrogant, but I am different. I was unknown when I was young. Thanks to the leader, I am able to gather 'energy and blood' today." ', the achievement of purifying the 'viscera', so I understand what you said, but I won't do it."

As the middle-aged man spoke, he slowly opened his folding fan and shook it slightly.

"If you, 'Poison Scholar', were unknown when you were young, then what am I, 'Running Thunder Hand'?"

The strong man sitting to the west finally spoke.

The words seemed to be ridiculed, but there was a lot of caution in the tone.

"Yeah, everyone knows the basics, so don't use such words to paralyze people."

The thin old man sitting on the east side snorted coldly.

Then, the thin old man looked across first, then looked left and right, and continued: "The ginseng of the 'Good Fortune Pill' is true, but there is only one, and there are four of us!

I'm getting old, my heart is weak, and I don't want to continue to participate in the so-called great events of the leader!

All I want now is to find a place to spend the rest of my life where no one knows me.

Therefore, I don't want the 'Caohua Pill', but you have to compensate me with other things. "

"Can!"

As soon as the thin old man's voice fell, the young man with the title of "White Clothes Quick Sword" immediately agreed.

'Poison Scholar' and 'Running Thunder Hand', the latter hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

The former was silent.

"The leader treats me well, I can't..."

Clang!

Before he finished speaking, a sword light flashed across the room.

'Poison Showman' clutched his neck, stared at 'White Clothes Quick Sword' with wide eyes, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he fell down slowly.

"Okay, the person in the way is gone, we can have a formal talk."

Looking at the corpse of the 'Poison Scholar' on the ground, 'White Clothes Quick Sword' said so.

The thin old man and the burly man looked at the young man with apprehension, and unconsciously took the stools to distance themselves from each other.

The young man saw this scene, but didn't care.

Or rather, that's what he wanted.

Learning to hide is a good thing.

But sometimes, you have to be sharp.

For example: this time.

"I have five hundred gold tickets, is that enough?"

The young man asked the thin old man, and unconsciously put his hand on the hilt of his sword.

"enough."

Glancing at the sword in the opponent's hand, the thin old man nodded.

Then, he looked at the strong man.

"I also offer five hundred gold tickets."

The strong man gritted his teeth.

Obviously, this number is not a small number for the strong man in front of him, but in order to reduce one competitor, it should be paid.

"it is good."

Ok, deal.

If you take out the golden ticket, I will leave the old man.

We will never see each other in the future. "

The thin old man nodded again and said happily.

Then, he just raised his hand to pick up the tobacco rod, poured out a little shredded tobacco from the pipe, put it into the pot, and lit it with a candle.

The young man with the title of 'White Clothes Quick Sword' took out the golden ticket from his pocket without hesitation.

The strong man bent down and took it out from inside the shoe.

The thin old man frowned as he looked at the latter's slightly sour golden ticket.

Taking a deep breath of the cigarette, he picked it up with his fingertips.

"Money and goods.

The rest is up to you.

I take my leave, old man. "

After speaking, the thin old man got up and walked out, smoking a pipe in his mouth.

The smoke blows with the opening of the door, and the thin old man disappears in the midst of the mist.

Immediately, only young people and strong men were left in the room.

The two looked at each other, their breathing changed from long to short.

The coldness in his eyes kept appearing.

There is only one 'Cuohua Pill'.

Now, there are two more of them.

Naturally, I want to shake it to the death.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

The two of them stared at the box containing the 'Caohua Pill' and were wary of each other. The aura on their bodies became stronger and stronger, and even the candles on the table were affected.

The candle flame flickered again and again.

Suddenly, the candle went out.

In the room, it was pitch black.

at the same time

Clang!

The sound of the long sword being unsheathed sounded.

At the same time, there was a muffled sound.

The next moment, the candles in the room lit up again.

The throat of 'Ben Lei Shou' was cut open, and the other party, whose trachea and aorta were cut, fell to the ground unwillingly.

But the 'White Clothes Quick Sword' was also uncomfortable.

Not to mention the strange angle of the left arm that was not holding the sword, there was an extra palm print between his chest and abdomen. At this moment, blood was dripping out from the corner of his mouth.

However, 'White Clothes Quick Sword' didn't pay any attention to these things.

His eyes were fixed on the box on the table.

'Good Fortune Pill'!

As long as he took the 'Caohua Pill', he would be able to take the final step of reshaping the 'bone marrow'.

Even touching the 'acupoint' is not necessarily the case.

After all, he is young!

He has plenty of time to experiment!

As long as he touches the 'cavity', he can go there in the world.

Even the current leader can't help him.

In other words, it was precisely because of such confidence that he dared to betray that person.

This is not to belittle oneself!

Because, his family's sword manual is a 'true skill'!

Although it is incomplete!

But with his current vision, he can confirm that this is a 'true skill'.

He believes that as long as he comprehends this incomplete family sword manual, he will be able to touch the 'acupoints'.

at that time

"The world will eventually be mine!

You are just a mouse hiding in the dark and using tricks and tricks.

After all, you are blind! "

As the young man spoke, he was about to raise his hand to pick up the box on the table.

At this time, the sound of smoking sounded in the room again.

Click, click.

The thin old man didn't know when he would go back and forth, and he was looking at the young man with a smile.

"You want to go back on your word?"

The young man asked with a cold face.

"no no.

This is not regret.

This is improvisation. "

The thin old man said with a smile, that thin face made the person who laughed at this moment look like a weasel, or the kind of weasel that just stole a chick.

"You don't talk about Wude!"

The young man snorted coldly.

"The young man actually talked about martial arts with me?

Then you'd better do it yourself!

Let me, an old man, tell you what the real rivers and lakes are! "

The thin old man said proudly.

It seemed to him that everything was settled.

The winner is him.

money, he took it.

He also wants the 'Creation Pill'.

It's literally a win-win.

Why find a place where no one is there to spend the rest of your life?

That's an excuse.

The 'Good Fortune Pill' was right in front of him, how could he give up, he had to take the 'Good Fortune Pill', and he wanted to participate in good luck.

Not for fame, nor for profit.

The simplest thing is, because as long as he touches the 'acupuncture point', he will have more than a hundred years to live.

The world is so beautiful.

He wants to live another five hundred years!

Whoosh!

puff!

The thin old man who was fantasizing about the future and focusing all his attention on the young man didn't pay attention to anything else at all.

He knew the title of 'White Clothes Quick Sword', and had seen the other party make a move more than once.

Especially the sword just now.

too fast.

Even if the opponent was injured, the thin old man did not dare to be careless.

Therefore, he didn't see the 'poison scholar' who died first opened his eyes, and pointed the folding fan in his hand at him.

When the strong wind appeared, the thin old man realized something was wrong.

But it's over.

More than ten blue needles, as thin as a cow's hair, just pierced his face.

"Tang Sect 'Golden Wind Drizzle Needle'!"

With such an exclamation, the thin old man pulled out and fell to the ground without breathing.

His eyes were wide open, apparently he was dying.

Shi Shiran, on the other hand, stood up without any scars on his throat. Looking at the body of the thin old man, he couldn't help sighing: "I have already formed an alliance with the 'White Yikuaijian'." , I didn’t see this at all, you deserve to die unjustly.”

After speaking, he turned around.

'Poison Showman' looked at 'White Clothes Quick Sword', the expression on his face restrained and became serious.

"You said you had the whereabouts of 'Shuangjue'.

Can I say it now? "

'Poison Showman' asked.

"Get out of here first, and I'll tell you when I take the 'Creation Pill'."

'White Clothes Quick Sword' said.

"it is good."

'Poison Showman' nodded, and did not stop 'White Clothes Quick Sword' from taking the box, but took a step back to show his sincerity.

He cares more about the news of the 'Shuangjue' than a 'Caohua Pill'.

The 'Caohua Pill' is rare, but not unique.

As long as he can bring back the news of the 'Shuangjue', his reward will definitely be higher than a 'Caohua Pill'.

After all, that was Tang Sect, the capital of Shu.

'White Clothes Quick Sword' put away the long sword, and picked up the box with his intact right hand.

"It's not suitable to stay here for long, let's go!"

'White Clothes Quick Sword' said so.

The 'poison scholar' did not object.

The leader of the 'Rebirth Cult' is not easy to mess with. They not only betrayed each other, but also took away the 'Creation Pill' that the other party valued. Once they are discovered, they will really die forever.

Therefore, the 'poison scholar' followed immediately.

'White Clothes Quick Sword' hooked the door open with his foot, but the moment the door opened, his face changed suddenly.

"Master!"

'White Clothes Quick Sword' exclaimed.

"what?!"

The 'poison scholar' was surprised.

At this moment, a flash of sword light flashed.

The 'Poison Showman' looked in disbelief at the 'White Clothes Quick Sword' holding a sword in his left hand.

Not only is the left hand of 'White Clothes Quick Sword' fine, but this sword is faster than his previous right sword.

The 'poison showman' is dead.

Like the skinny old man, he died inexplicably.

"Ah."

With a sneer, the 'White Clothes Quick Sword' shook his hands to shake off the blood on the blade, and put it back into its sheath.

He is born left-handed.

The left hand sword is faster.

But for the sake of camouflage, he kept drawing the sword with his right hand.

He was indeed injured in the battle with 'Ben Lei Shou' just now, but it was more of a 'deliberate' collision. The 'Ben Lei Shou' who was hit by his sure-killing sword had no strength in the first place. Fist is also looks scary.

As for the left hand?

Nature is also in disguise.

For just one sword strike.

"Everything is as I..."

puff!

'White Clothes Quick Sword' whispered to himself, but before he finished speaking, he felt a pain in his chest.

Looking down, a knife pierced through his chest.

He stood there blankly.

When the blade was drawn away, he fell straight to the ground.

The last scene in his eyes was a strong man wearing a mask, picking up the solid wooden box containing the 'Creation Pill'.