Soul Piercing Boy Song Xing: Vertical and Horizontal Double Swords

Feeling the killing intent of the old man, Su Zhe stopped in front of him.

"Master, you are Xiao Meilen, a disciple of Xueyue City, and should not be interested in the struggle in the dark river."

"Snow Moon City?" The big family noticed the Silver Moon Spear in Sikong Qianluo's hand, and his eyes became darker.

"You are Sikong Changfeng's daughter, what are you doing in Nine Clouds City?"

Sikong Qianluo rolled his eyes and smiled sweetly; "We are here to apprentice."

"The common people are smeared, the world is blazing, and all schools of thought, I am the only one!" Lei Wujie took out the shark-toothed sword with a domineering tone.

"We are now the descendants of Guigu Zongheng!"

The elder's eyes trembled, the sect of Guigu Zongheng has been lost for thousands of years, but he just checked the aura of the two of them, only Vajra Ordinary Realm, presumably it can't cause any disturbance, so he ignored it.

His fate is destined to be inevitable, and he only hopes that Su Muyu can inherit the position of the head of the Dark River family.

Bai Hehuai came to Sikong Qianluo and Lei Wujie for a while, and found that their weapons and clothes were of the highest quality, rolled his eyes, and took out a medicine box from the medicine box and came to them.

"You two, are you walking for the first time?"

"I have a set of medicine boxes here that integrates healing, poisoning, and detoxification, which is convenient for you to travel at home, punish evil and promote good."

"As long as 998 taels, you can take it home immediately."

Curiously, Sikong Qianluo opened the medicine box, and the healing essentials, poison, and antidote inside were all marked. If he encounters an enemy that cannot be defeated in the future, perhaps an enemy who is good at using poison, it will definitely come in handy.

"I can't afford that much money now, can I pay on credit first?" Sikong Qianluo blinked his smart eyes.

"Hmph, I think you guys can't afford the money, so why don't you use this tactic to delay the attack?" Bai Hehuai hugged his hands and snorted coldly.

Sikong Qianluo smiled disdainfully: "My father is in charge of all the money in Xueyue City, will he give you the price you want?"

"How much can you give now?"

"100 taels, but when you arrive at Xueyue City, I will give you 800 taels of gold."

Su Zhe knocked Bai Hehuai's waist with his elbow: "Daughter, Xueyue City has a good reputation, so it shouldn't be bad."

"Even if I renege on the debt, I will knock until Sikong Changfeng pays me."

"Deal!" Bai Hehuai's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he high-fived Sikong Qianluo as an oath.

Seeing Bai Hehuai's obsession with money, Sikong Qianluo couldn't help sighing:

"It feels like you and Xiao Se must get along very well."

Bai Hehuai waved his hands while arranging the medicine box.

"Who is Xiao Se? I don't know him."

"No, I don't need to know him, because he doesn't give me money."

At this time, Su Muyu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Master, should we go to that place called home?"

The elders slowly opened their eyes, looked at the Sleeping Dragon Sword in their hands, and spoke slowly.

"Although Xueluo Yizhimei's poison has been cured, I can still feel that my death is approaching."

Lei Wujie already knew what the elders were thinking. Apart from Anhesu, Mu, and Xie, the three officials of Tihun Temple also wanted his life. His death was already doomed.

Su Muyu was still about to speak, when suddenly there was a burst of mocking laughter from nearby.

"Master, you have been in office for too long, and you should abdicate earlier to make way for the virtuous."

Everyone looked at it, and it was a middle-aged man in black who spoke just now, with a stern face, shaving his nails with a small dagger.

There are two attendants behind him, one of whom is bald with a sword and has an angry face, and the other has two mustaches and a sinister smile.

"That mustache is Su Changhe, it looks like a villain's face!" Lei Wujie had already confirmed it in his heart.

He planned to use the power of the dark river to get rid of Su Changhe in advance.

Seeing Sikong Qianluo, the middle-aged man in black kept looking at him curiously, and couldn't help squinting his eyes.

"you know me?"

Sikong Qianluo subconsciously replied: "You are a manicurist!"

The middle-aged man's face twitched a few times, and Su Changhe next to him laughed from ear to ear.

"Su Jinhui, even if I hand over the Sleeping Dragon Sword to you, you won't be able to keep it." At this moment, the head of the family suddenly spoke.

"Then you have to try to know." Su Changhe smiled.

But the words of the elders awakened Su Jinhui, he frowned, and turned his head to Su Muyu.

"We can make a deal. As long as you return to our Su family, the head of the family and the genius doctor can leave safely."

Su Muyu didn't answer immediately, but looked at the head of the family, wanting to ask for his opinion.

On the other side, Lei Wujie pulled Sikong Qianluo behind him, and said in a soft voice: "Sister, there is going to be a big fight in the dark river, let's stay as far away as possible."

"Brother, why are you panicking? There are only three of them, and the six of us have a huge advantage in a fight." Bai Hehuai said with a casual smile.

Although her martial arts are average, she studied under Yaowanggu and learned the Wen family's poison technique, so she can poison her if she can't beat her.

As soon as the words fell, there were a lot of footsteps nearby, and soon a group of menacing swordsmen and men in white surrounded them.

"No, it's the Xie family and the Mu family! Their elites are all here." Su Muyu frowned, and tightly pressed the handle of the umbrella in her hand.

Sikong Qianluo rolled his eyes at Bai Hehuai: "Sister, are you poisonous milk?"

"Now we are surrounded and there is no escape."

Lei Wujie felt a little strange and poked Su Muyu's waist.

"Where's your Twelve Spider Shadows, they won't be completely wiped out, right?"

Su Muyu shook her head slightly: "Patriarch Xie and Xie Qidao were not present, Yumo and the others must have been trapped by these two."

Su Jinhui glanced at Mu's house, and said in a deep voice:
"Mu Zizhe, it's still the same sentence, before grabbing the Sleeping Dragon Sword, don't fight among yourself."

The white-clothed man headed by the Mu family nodded, their eyes full of murderous intent, and they turned their gazes in the direction of Lei Wujie and the two of them.

"Master, the two people from Xueyue City killed my son, as long as you hand over them and the Sleeping Dragon Sword."

"I promise not to embarrass you."

Lei Wujie came to the head of the family and taunted Mu Zizhe.

"Old thief Mu, do you think everyone is as stupid as you?"

"Also, you always make your family members insist on wearing the same clothes as for funerals, don't you know it's ugly?"

Mu Zizhe was so angry that one Buddha was born and two ascended to heaven. The Su family and Xie family burst into laughter.

Lei Wujie slowly bent down and whispered to the elders:

"Or, if you throw the Sleeping Dragon Sword among them, the three families will fight desperately."

"Anyway, this thing is used to open the Huangquan pawn shop, even if they get it, they don't know how to use it."

"Then how do you know?" Everyone's face changed drastically, his brows tightened for a while, and he pressed the Sleeping Dragon Sword tightly.

Lei Wujie felt his killing intent, but remained calm.

Half-truth and half-false said: "Parents should know that there is a place called Baixiaotang in Tianqi City, which contains the secret of your dark river."

"Bai Xiaotang even found this?" The parents thought it was inconceivable.

"Not only that, but even the upper layer of your dark river is Shado-Pan, which is recorded." Lei Wujie spread his hands.

The elders hurriedly got up, staring at Lei Wujie with both eyes.

"I'm afraid your identity is not a disciple of Xueyue City, is it that simple?"

"Tell me, your real identity!"