Soul Piercing Boy Song Xing: Vertical and Horizontal Double Swords

The smiling old Mrs. Tang slowly got off the carriage.

After the plan to kill Li Hanyi failed, he took advantage of Li Hanyi's temporary inability to leave Nan'an City and Lei's family had not heard the news, so he changed his plan to cooperate with the dark river to destroy Leijiabao together.

"Qianhu, I've been waiting for a long time." Lord Tang smiled slightly, smoking a cigarette.

"The old man is here in person, so it's okay to wait a day and a night." Lei Qianhu nodded slightly, "Old man, please take a seat."

Seeing that Mrs. Tang brought Tang Huang and the others into the hall, Lei Hong came to Lei Qianhu and reminded:
"Qianhu, I just felt that the old man hides a lot of killing intent!"

"Actually, he came here to destroy our Leijiabao." Lei Qianting came over with a carrier pigeon, and then handed a letter to the two of them.

"Lei Wujie flew a pigeon to pass on the letter. The Tang Sect and Anhe failed to kill Li Hanyi. Let us be careful of the people of the Tang Sect."

"Damn Tangmen!" Lei Hong's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he drew out the killing sword behind his back.

Lei Qianhu hurriedly pressed Lei Hong's shoulder, shook his head and said:
"Brother Hong, wait, it's a hero banquet now, if we don't have enough evidence, we will act rashly and give the Tang Sect a chance to discredit our Leimen in front of the heroes of the world."

"Brother Hong, Ah Hu, Uncle Qianting, don't worry, none of them from the Tang Sect will leave today."

Suddenly, a handsome man in Taoist uniform with only one hand left appeared in front of the three of them.

"Yunhe, your kid is finally back." Lei Hong happily punched Lei Yunhe on the shoulder.

"Brother Hong, we have a lot of helpers this time, and later we will kill Tang Sect's enemies at the hero banquet." Lei Yunhe laughed.

At this time, the butler Lei Qianhen ran over in a panic.

"Master, something is wrong, all the heroes of the hero feast have been poisoned!"

On the other side, Mu Yumo, who was dressed in red, giggled in the kitchen: "Today's hero feast is much more interesting."

"But sister Yumo is not here, no matter how interesting it is, it will become boring." A joking voice suddenly sounded behind her ears.

"Who!" Mu Yumo frowned, and casually threw a spider at that person, but it was rolled up by the person's sleeve and disappeared without a trace.

"Sister Yumo, don't you recognize me after three years?" Lei Wujie walked out of the shadows and smiled at her.

Only then did Mu Yumo heave a sigh of relief: "It turns out that you are a cunning little fellow, why did you want to attack me for your Leimen?"

"I can do it, but I have to be on top." Lei Wujie's smile was unclear.

"Why is it on top?" Mu Yumo was taken aback for a moment, and then blushed immediately.

"You are even more shameless and lecherous than you were three years ago!"

Lei Wujie smiled, stepped forward and grabbed Mu Yumo's wrist.

"Sister Yumo, I actually don't want you to meddle in today's affairs."

"Because even if I don't make a move today, the Tang Sect will be finished."

"What do you mean?" Mu Yumo had a bad feeling.

"Because our Leimen's helper lineup is so terrifying that it can destroy the Tianqi Palace." Lei Wujie said proudly.

Mu Yumo could tell from Lei Wujie's eyes that he was not lying, he hesitated for a moment, and begged:

"Can I, Anhe, stay out of the matter now?"

"It was impossible at first." Lei Wujie stretched out his finger and ran across Mu Yumo's face, "But seeing sister Yumo's friendship, my heart softened for once."

In fact, he also wanted to gather the dark river rather than destroy it. After all, many people in the Wujian sect were also from the dark river.

Of course Su Changhe must die, even if he is allowed to escape today, he will personally kill him in the future.

"Thank you." Mu Yumo stood on tiptoe and kissed Lei Wujie on the cheek.

Su Changhe in the dark outside Leijiabao raised his hands expressionlessly when he saw the purple fireworks in the sky.

"The plan has changed, collective evacuation."

After Lei Qianhu and others came to the hall, they glared at Mrs. Tang and the other three.

"If you Tangmen do this, aren't you afraid that all sects in the world will collectively attack your Tangmen?"

Tang Laotian looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "It's obviously the hands of An Hexia, so what does it have to do with our Tang Sect?"

"God Tang, your method is not very clever." A green-robed Taoist priest behind Lei Yunhe laughed.

"You said the hands under the dark river, but if you call out, do they dare to come out to help you?"

"Master, your traitor Mu Qingyang is here, he can come out now." Tang Huang shouted to the side.

But after a while, there was no response.

"Everyone! Patriarch of the Mu family! Come out quickly!" Tang Qisha also shouted anxiously.

But still no one responded, Mu Qingyang smiled and said: "It seems that your Tang Sect was abandoned by the dark river."

"And our helper can come out now."

"I invite Patriarch Wen."

As soon as the words fell, an old man in a gray robe appeared, and three words were written on the back of the robe—poison you to death.

Then Bai Hehuai also appeared beside him, and said with a smile, "Uncle, it's time to prove our strength."

After she and the old man each threw a ball of red mist, the martial artist who fell on the ground gradually regained consciousness.

"Warm pot of wine! Why did you come in person?" Old Mrs. Tang gritted his teeth angrily.

The warm pot of wine took a sip from the jug on his waist, curled his lips: "Don't worry, I won't poison you."

"I came here specifically to see how you, an old man, can be buried in the ground."

"Presumptuous!" Tang Huang just wanted to make a move, but was stopped by Mrs. Tang.

"A master who has entered the top list is definitely not something you can handle."

"What happened just now?" Those martial arts tycoons looked bewildered.

Master Yuan Hui from Shaolin pondered and said: "The red mist that woke us up just now is the Tianmenhong of the Wen family, and it is specially designed to restrain the Xianxialu of the Tang family."

Then he looked at Mrs. Tang unkindly: "The Tang Sect is trying to catch all of our Beili's martial arts heroes."

"That's right, Tang Sect took refuge in Xishu before, and recently took refuge in Nanjue. How could they care about our life and death in Beili Wulin?"

Mu Qingyang took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire.

"Damn traitors, we can't let them go." Those martial arts tycoons all looked filled with righteous indignation.

Old Mr. Tang's face was sullen. He didn't expect that the dark river would betray them today, and the Wen family would support Leimen in time. As a result, the Tangmen became public enemies of the martial arts.

"Since we have made a choice, we have no choice but to fight against the entire Beili!" Tang Xuan took the lead, intending to fight a bloody path.

As long as you return to the Tang Sect in Sichuan and Shu, you can still surrender to the empress of Xishu.

"It's up to you!" Ye Wan'er rushed over with a sword, and a purple light chopped off Tang Xuan's head.

"Tang Xuan!" Tang Huang and Tang Qisha's eyes were red, and they rushed towards Ye Wan'er like crazy.

The two used Wanshu Feihua directly, but their hidden weapons bounced back halfway, and they tied themselves into hedgehogs.

"This is Murong's family! The four city lords of Xueyue City are also here?" Old Mrs. Tang looked shocked.