Traveling through the villains of Shaoge: Dark River Chaos into the Golden Book World

Chen Youliang's heart trembled suddenly. When Huang Rong was busy with affairs, he asked Shi Huolong to temporarily act as the leader of the gang. Later, he cooperated with Cheng Kun to get rid of her.

They also found a fake Shi Huolong as a puppet, and their master and apprentice took the opportunity to win over some forces from the beggar gang, which gave Chen Youliang his current status.

"My parents don't know that Shi Huolong has a deep friendship with the Han traitor Yang Guo. I got rid of him because of the beggar gang." But Chen Youliang quickly found an excuse.

At this time, Huang Rong also came to Chen Youliang to defend him.

"Elder Chen's words are true. Although some of his actions are too extreme, they are also for the sake of our beggar gang."

Then she changed the topic again, and her voice became indifferent.

"But Elder Chen's martial arts method is too despicable. From now on, you will be reduced to an elder with six bags. Are you convinced?"

"Thank you, Lord, for your understanding." Chen Youliang understood that Huang Rong was beating him, and at the same time, he meant to protect him.

Su Changhe now understands, no wonder Chen Youliang can still gain Huang Rong's trust now, it turns out that he took advantage of Huang Rong's dislike and guard against Yang Guo, took advantage of the situation to do what Huang Rong wanted to do, and said what she liked to hear, so as to get her support.

And Yang Xiangqi exposed Chen Youliang's conspiracy and protected Shi Huolong's daughter because Shi Huolong was her uncle's friend.

At this time, an elder of the beggar gang jumped out and pointed at Su Changhe and cursed:
"Boss Huang, this scum of the world has a very good friendship with Song Qingshu. Maybe he was the mastermind behind the assassination of Gang Chief Shi that day."

Su Changhe looked sideways slightly, and his eyes gradually became colder. He saw him make a big move, and the dog-beating stick in Huang Rong's hand immediately dropped and flew into his hand.

There is no limit, no beginning, no end, no end.

"Your mouth is so dirty, let me wash it for you."

When he finished showing off a set of Ji Ruofeng's Promise Stick, the elder's teeth were all knocked out, his face was swollen like a pig's head, and he fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Su Changhe casually threw the dog-beating stick to Huang Rong, smiling all over his face.

"Boss Huang, this subordinate of yours is too embarrassing for your beggar gang. I know you can't stand it, so I will help you deal with it."

"But you don't need to say thank you, remember to owe me a favor in the future."

"You..." Huang Rong gritted her teeth in anger, but she didn't dare to attack because of the huge difference in strength.

After a turmoil, the contest continued as usual, and the popular candidates won out.

Su Changhe observed for a while, and felt that among those people, only Li Hanyi was the biggest opponent, and there was a gap between the other masters and them.

Aunt Zhu came to Su Changhe slowly and handed him a manual.

"Second brother, this is the match list for this competition."

"Thank you, Third Sister." Su Changhe smiled calmly.

He just took a look at the battle table, and he immediately lost his composure.

He thought to himself: "Are there any mistakes, Huang Rong is targeting me on purpose?"

If nothing else happened, his opponent in the second round was Ren Woxing, You Tanzhi in the quarterfinals, and Ding Chunqiu in the second round.

Damn, if I hadn't killed Ren Woxing in advance, the next battle would be to fight three monsters in a row.

You must know that this competition has to be finished in one day except for the final, and the only masters on Li Hanyi's side are Song Yanhui and Murong Fu, but Murong Fu and Song Yanhui will compete in advance in the quarterfinals, so Su Changhe The consumption of side must be far higher than that of Li Hanyi.

Auntie Zhu saw that his expression was abnormal, raised her head and said: "Second Brother, You Tanzhi and Ding Chunqiu are both good at Poison Art, you must be careful."

"Thank you, Third Sister, for letting me know in advance." Seeing that Auntie Zhu clearly wanted to support him as the leader of the alliance, Su Changhe felt a great deal of affection in his heart.

About an hour later, the second round of competition also began.

Because Ren Woxing was dead, Feng Xifan, who was supposed to face him in the first round, advanced ahead of schedule.

After Su Changhe stepped onto the stage, Feng Xifan proudly raised the tip of his sword, as if looking down on his opponent.

Because he knew the news of his promotion in advance, he came here very late, so he didn't see the tragic scene of Chen Jialuo being tortured by Su Changhe just now.

Su Changhe checked Feng Xifan's internal strength with an air machine, and his eyes were somewhat contemptuous.

A rookie in the second-rank realm dares to come here to seek abuse without knowing the heights of the sky and the earth, and who gave you the courage?
Feng Xifan didn't have any intention of respecting Su Changhe, and pointed his sword at him.

"I heard that your boy injured Mr. Chen just now. The old man and he are both colleagues of the Yanping Palace. Naturally, we must seek justice for him."

"It turns out that the world of the Red Flower Society has taken refuge in Zheng Keshuang, a good-for-nothing. It really is a perfect match for the good-for-nothings." Su Changhe sarcastically said.

"You're courting death!" Enraged, Feng Xifan stabbed three times in a row, each of which aimed at Su Changhe's fatal acupoint.

"One sword has no blood, and it only stabs at the dead point, but a real master would not need to be so troublesome." Su Changhe curled his lips in disdain, and pointed out.

A fingering wind with a purple air flow broke Feng Xifan's sword inch by inch, and then the attack continued unabated and hit Feng Xifan's tendons.

Su Changhe's fingering wind added a dark force, which broke Feng Xifan's whole body's veins.

Feng Xifan saw that only the hilt of the sword was left in his hand, with a puzzled expression on his face, as if he had forgotten that he had been beaten into a cripple.

"I said old man, you have been beaten like this, and you still stand here in a daze, which will affect the time of other people's competition, understand?" Su Changhe snorted dissatisfied.

Seeing that Feng Xifan was still in a daze, Su Changhe picked him up and threw him outside the competition arena, like throwing rubbish.

"Really, you are still standing here relying on the old and selling the old. Is your Yanping Palace a garbage recycling station that only collects garbage thugs?"

Zheng Keshuang and everyone in the Honghuahui in the audience watched with eyes tearing apart, and dared not speak out.

As for Wei Xiaobao beside Chen Jinnan, his eyes were full of admiration.

"Brother Su is worthy of being a master of masters. He beat Zheng Wugui's men to the brim with just a few hits."

After Huang Rong announced that Su Changhe had won, the next fight was arranged by her, but it happened to be Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo.

After the two met again, the eyes of both sides were quite complicated.

"Master Zhou, please."

"Miraculous Doctor Song, please."

After the two of them fought dozens of moves, Su Changhe could see that Song Qingshu had always wanted to make a move.

After all, Song Qingshu was very familiar with Zhou Zhiruo's Jiuyin martial arts, but it was Zhou Zhiruo's first time seeing his Shenzhao Gong and Li Xinyue's swordsmanship.

After they exchanged hundreds of moves, Zhou Zhiruo's blue shadow flickered, and she stretched out her five fingers to press on the top of Song Qingshu's head.

But Song Qingshu's long sword was also placed on Zhou Zhiruo's jade neck.

"Oh my god, what is the result of this?"

"It's obvious that Zhou Zhiruo wins. As long as she exerts force with her fingers, Song Qingshu will die."

"You're kidding, Song Qingshu's sword slipped just a little, and Zhou Zhiruo died instantly."

Listening to the discussion of those martial artists, Huang Rong pondered for a moment, then asked Zhou Zhiruo.

"Master Zhou, you have two choices. One is to make sure that your battle is a draw, but the two of you will be eliminated together."

"Second, you guys have to do the comparison again."

Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo looked at each other, retracted their moves tacitly, and left separately.

They said in unison: "No need, we accept the result of the draw."

"That's right. Qingshu has achieved the goal of being a gentleman without contention. My child should be like this." Song Yuanqiao was pleased with his son's growth during this period of time.

After Song Qingshu returned to the original place, Su Changhe patted him on the shoulder and asked:
"Aren't you going to meet your father and sixth uncle?"

"It's not the time yet." Song Qingshu lowered his head in shame.

Su Changhe expressed his understanding, looking to the north at the location of the upper capital, his face showing sharpness.

"Then wait for you to make great contributions to the Han people, and then go to Wudang with me to meet them."

"Is there really such a chance?" Song Qingshu was a little puzzled.

"It will be there soon." Su Changhe suddenly showed the aura of looking down on the world.

"When I become the leader, I will go to Shangdu City to find Zhao Min to settle accounts!"