Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 1990 Midnight Fighter
The old senior Yang Taizi squatted on the ground at this moment, his eyes were dull-he was asking why...to himself.

He should have a good hand.

You see, the hilltop where his sect is really daoist is actually very close to the Forbidden City. Looking at so many Daoist monster clan territories in the land of China, which one is as close as him?

Although it is said that Zhendao is a small sect now, including the apprentice Zhaner, there are only two people in the entire sect, but as the saying goes, there are too many monks and too little porridge... The master and apprentice are still a sect, and they still have their own sect, let alone living together What a pleasure.

What's more, Yang Taizi knows his own affairs, he doesn't have much talent for cultivating Taoism, and it took time to achieve today's cultivation level - even under the current situation of soul recovery, Yang Taizi has not made much breakthrough, it is estimated that That's it for the rest of my life.

But he is also a member of the Daoist Association, and he is well-known in the wealthy business circles in the nearby area. In his spare time, he goes on stage, walks on the stage, recites scriptures at dinner... a lot of worldly money will naturally be sent to him.

He has even accumulated enough money long ago, and waited for the last few years of his unsuccessful cultivation to be squandered for himself. By the way, he also broke the hundred-year-old boy's skill, so life like this is not in vain.

But why is it like this?

I am an old man who keeps a low profile, runs away when I can't fight, never fights, never knocks on widow's door in the middle of the night.

Yes, Yang Taizi is indeed here to join in the fun, and Zhendao’s sense of presence in the Daoist Association is almost zero...even if many great sects don’t read the list of associations, they probably don’t know that there is such a sect—so the receptionist at the Song Dynasty Hotel Yang Taizi's name was not included in the guest list of the Daoist seniors.

Senior Yang Taizi is angry!

He dives in the internal chat group of the Shenzhou Daomen Association every day, seeing those old guys who are not the same as him in the Tiantian tender model club, their hands are soft when they grab them, and he can't help beating his chest and stamping his feet.

--no!I want to come too!

Probably like this, the old man Yang Taizi rushed all the way from the top of Zhendao Mountain, took an online car-hailing car outside the boundaries of the Forbidden City, and went straight to the gate of Song Dynasty Hotel.

"I'm Yang Taizi, the contemporary leader of Zhendao, the mainstay of the Daoist Association, and I'm here to attend the meeting!"

And then...and then no more.

He was directly picked up by Gong Fanxing and Charlotte who passed by occasionally——finally, he appeared here in front of Mr. Song.

……

This is not a forbidden city, and Mr. Song's business has not deliberately covered himself up - it's just that the aura is condensed and not leaked, but the aura of a powerful person is there.

What surprised the senior Yang Taizi was that he probably couldn't beat any of these people... and he didn't know the origin of this group of people.

Just listening to the conversation between Mr. Song and Gong Fanxing, it seems that it has some connection with Zhendao.

"How do you know the name of my sect's ancestor?" Although Yang Taizi didn't understand his situation at this time, he was really curious about the guy who knew his sect's origin.

Mr. Song didn't speak directly, but Gong Fanxing said indifferently: "Your patriarch chased me back then, why didn't I know him."

"Nonsense, how could the patriarch..." Yang Taizi wanted to be tougher.

However, Gong Fanxing, the female devil of China hundreds of years ago, made this old Yang Taizi feel it for himself.

Mr. Song said at this time: "I never thought that the descendant of the dignified Qinglian Sword Immortal would end up with pustules, and princes and generals are nothing more than a pinch of loess in the end."

Yang Taizi dared to be angry and dare not speak out, the true way has indeed declined, and this sect's classics have been recorded for hundreds of years.

Zhendao has never been a very popular sect, and the inertia of accepting disciples seems to have been inherited - the founder of the Kaipai only accepted two disciples at the beginning, and one of them was even expelled from the mountain gate early on. As for the other one, after the Patriarch disappeared, there was no news of it.

Today's true way, in fact, it was only picked up by a complicated fireman at the mountain gate.

This young fellow is also a named disciple of the Patriarch, but he has not learned any advanced kung fu. Although after the Patriarch disappeared, the second-generation master of the patriarch did indeed integrate a set of secret books from the sect's collection. New skills, but limited achievements.

For so many years, the aura of heaven and earth has been declining day by day, and the school has no support for core exercises... The orthodox inheritance of Qinglian Sword Immortal in Shenzhou has now disappeared in history.

Only some real old men in the Daoist Association have an impression of Zhendao... To be honest, the reason why Zhendao can now be named in the Daoist Association is because the Taoist of Baijie opened the back door—Yang Taizi listened He said that the true patriarch once pointed out this evergreen tree of the Taoist Association, and he probably came here to repay his kindness.

However, the sect was humiliated, as the head of Zhendao contemporary, how can it be left alone!

"Pindao knows that his aptitude is limited, and his achievements are also low!" Yang Taizi suddenly stood up, his robe bulging, "but it's okay to humiliate the poor, if you want to humiliate our faction!"

"How are you doing?" Mr. Song looked at him with a sword-like gaze.

I saw Yang Taizi's surging aura instantly looked like a deflated balloon, and he even said in a discussion tone: "When humiliating our faction, can you be gentle..."

The air suddenly became quiet... Wolfgang even opened his mouth subconsciously at this moment.

He didn't know who Taibai was. When he came to this sub-world, there was no such person. Now that he can remember the pinnacle of the sub-world, there is no so-called Qinglian sword fairy in it.

Maybe it's a guy who has been quiet and low-key... Not to mention, when Wolfgang came, he didn't even know the existence of Mr. Song.

And it's so powerful that it's abnormal!
"Qinglian Taibai's descendants are so cowardly, what's the use of keeping them." Mr. Song snorted directly at this time, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Gong Fanxing suddenly said at this time: "Hold on, Your Honor, please listen to me."

"Speak!" Mr. Song put his hands behind his back and turned away.

Gong Fanxing took a step forward, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, although the True Dao has fallen to this point, after all, the true heir of Taibai is still alive... The one named Qin has already obtained Taibai's [Qinglian Sword Song], and it will continue to grow." If the [Sword Canon] can be completed, it may be a great disaster. This old Taoist is the last incense of the True Tao, and if we solve it hastily, I am afraid that we will never be able to expose it with the surname Qin."

Mr. Song said indifferently: "Are you pleading for truth?"

Gong Fanxing bowed his head and said: "How dare this subordinate, it's just that your lord needs more help... The swordsman surnamed Qin is not weak, given time, he may not be another Qinglian Sword Immortal, your lord is willing to be willing to have such a talent? "

"There is no reluctance, only whether you can use it or not." Mr. Song said casually: "Taibai was aloof all his life, and he was never used by others. His sword would rather break than bend, and so would his disciples."

"But Taibai's disciple is a woman." Gong Fanxing said, "As long as she is a woman, she won't be really ruthless... If Your Majesty trusts me, I will leave this matter to my subordinates."

"The woman surnamed Qin, who has a gap with you, and meets like an enemy, what do you plan to do?" Mr. Song asked directly.

"Qin Chuyu didn't know the truth about Taibai's disappearance back then. She always thought that her subordinates knew about Taibai's whereabouts. Then, I can use this as bait." Gong Fanxing said slowly: "As long as she still wants to find Taibai, we There are enough chips."

Mr. Song was silent... After a while, Mr. Song said calmly: "Forget it, I have missed Taibai at the beginning, if I can get the new sword fairy in my pocket, it will be a matter of my heart, and I will leave this matter to you Let's do it."

"Subordinates take orders!"

"Also." Mr. Song turned around abruptly at this time, looked directly at Yang Taizi, "Tomorrow's [Power Conference], let's participate in the name of Zhendao! I... I want to let Zhendao's name, Once again, it resounded in the Great Earth of China."

The old man Yang Taizi was shocked at this moment, and said: What?
Gong Fanxing also glanced at Mr. Song unexpectedly at this time, but soon understood the intention of this lord—he was trying to attract Qin Chuyu to appear.

The best way is to let the name of Zhendao appear in the eyes of the world, and this [Power Conference] is obviously the best opportunity.

As for whether His Majesty has other intentions, Gong Fanxing is temporarily unable to guess... The thoughts of the imperial family have always been unpredictable.

"Shall we say hello to Farrell?"

Seeing that Mr. Song seemed to be about to leave, Wolfgang suddenly stepped forward and asked.

Mr. Song waved his hand and said, "No need, he knows I'm coming, so he will know I'm gone."

……

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In the middle of the night, for the vampire race, it was the most energetic time.

The delegation of the Thirteen Clans chose to leave the Forbidden City at this time, and came to a camp that had been set up early on the outskirts.

Many extraordinary delegations chose to leave the city a day or half a day earlier to make preparations, so Bailegang and his party from the Thirteen Clans did not receive too much resistance when they left the city at this time.

After some reporting, the bureau agents who checked on the road let him go.

The camp of the Thirteen Clans is behind a hill.

The Thirteen Clans are also a veteran and powerful force in the European world, with their names and backgrounds all listed there, so no one nearby will easily come to touch the mold.

When Bailegang and his party arrived at the camp, a medium-sized truck also slowly drove into the camp.

The clan's vampires immediately stepped forward and surrounded the truck—obviously, they didn't know it was coming.

"You guys retreat first, just leave this place to me." At this time, Bailegang called out the vampires who came with him, and then left himself alone.

At this time, the door of the truck opened, and a young man with a stern face jumped out... This was a young man with a silver palm inlaid - Gongsun Zhishui.

"I've said it, there's nothing to do, so we don't need to meet again." Bai Legang said indifferently: "I don't remember your master being so clingy."

"The Grand Duke is joking." Gongsun Zhishui said expressionlessly: "My son knows that the Grand Duke will participate in the [Power Contest] tomorrow, so I specially asked me to send you a gift. I hope that the Grand Duke can participate in tomorrow's competition. Hitting the ground running."

"Gift?" Balegon frowned slightly.

Gongsun Zhishui walked directly behind the truck at this time, opened the door of the truck, and suddenly a puff of mist slowly escaped from the truck compartment.

Bailegang approached and looked directly into the carriage. A little dim light was enough for a creature like a vampire to see everything in the darkness clearly.

"This is?"

"This is a fighter." Gongsun Zhishui said slowly, "Just like the fighters in the ancient Roman arena."

Balegon frowned a little.

Inside the box, there was a person with a lot of horny-like hard shells all over his body, but his head was covered with an alloy helmet. , creatures that resemble humans but are not humans.

The existence of those steel needles seems to be able to limit the mobility of this peculiar [fighter], but at this time, from the half-opened and half-closed eyes of the other party, besides seeing madness, Bailegang is also at a loss.

"Tomorrow's [Power Tournament] will gather powerful and extraordinary people from all over the world. Is this [Fighter] enough to deal with it?" Bai Legang said half-believingly.

"Your Majesty, you might as well just try it out." Gongsun Zhishui immediately reached out to grab it, and Ling Kong grabbed three steel needles from the body of this strange [Fighter].

In an instant, the eyes of the [Fighter] in the box instantly turned into a bloody whirlpool, only to hear a sound like an explosion, and the entire compartment exploded into pieces in an instant.

A horny sharp blade popped out from the arm of the peculiar [Fighter], stabbing straight at Balegon—but just when the sharp blade was about to hit Balegon, it seemed to be rolled by invisible tentacles.

"Is that so?" Balegon said casually.

"My son said that when all the steel needles on his body are pulled out, he can temporarily display the attack power of a peak powerhouse." Gongsun Zhishui said, and with a wave of his hand, the three steel needles in his hand shot into the strange body again. [Fighter]'s body.

The strange [Fighter] fell to the ground all of a sudden, but was still struggling, like a trapped wild animal.

Bai Legang took a look, shook his head and said: "How far have you destroyed this guy's spirit... A beast that has lost its mind and only knows destruction is of little use."

"Take this rattle." Gongsun Zhishui threw a bell directly, "The sound of the rattle can simply drive him to your use."

Bailegang gave Gongsun Zhishui a deep look, and after accepting the bell, he pondered for a moment before calmly saying, "Gongsun Shiyu, why did you help me?"

Gongsun Zhishui said: "My young master is the seat of the sun, but you are also the seat of the moon. The sun and the moon should help each other."

"But it's a pity, my moon doesn't like to borrow the light of the sun." Bailegang chuckled, "Okay, I accept this gift for the time being. But you go back and tell your master, although [The Fool] is missing It's even possible that [The Fool] may be dead, but the [Fool] is the [Fool], and there is only one [The Fool], not everyone can replace him."

"The Grand Duke's words, I will tell my son." Gongsun Zhishui nodded, and then said loudly: "That's it, I will take my leave."

"Wait." Balegon suddenly stopped, "What's the name of this [Fighter]?"

"No name." Gongsun Zhishui said indifferently: "If Grand Duke likes it, please give him a name."

"Then it's called [Midnight]." Bai Legang said casually, "It happened to be delivered at midnight."

It's really easy enough.

But when he thought that this was the guy who would use a scarecrow instead of him to hold a clan meeting, Gongsun Zhishui didn't say anything, nodded to show that he knew, and left the camp of the Thirteen Clans directly.

(End of this chapter)