me and my vest

Mr. Quan Lang is in charge of Yi Rong's subordinates. Of course, the old knife cannot tolerate him. He has told his cousin to kill him on the way to avoid future troubles.

Because only Inu Lang-kun and the old swordsman know what these people have changed, so Inu Lang-kun must die, only the dead will not reveal the secret, only the dead are worthy of trust.

It's a pity that Mr. Quan Lang is a smart person, and smart people always spare their lives. He knew early on that only Lu Xiaofeng could save him, so he surrendered early on.

Lu Xiaofeng asked Quan Langjun to draw portraits of these people after their disguises, and then sent them to Sikong Zhaixing, and Sikong Zhaixing passed them on to everyone who participated in the project.

Therefore, all the subordinates of the old swordsman have been secretly eliminated and replaced by others. The people in the hall who are going to obey orders are just acting. They are all friends of Lu Xiaofeng after his disguise.

Lu Xiaofeng lay down on the beam and looked down secretly. The head of Wudang, Shi Yan, had washed his hands and changed into new clothes, and was about to announce the name of the new head.

As long as all the ever-burning lights in the hall are extinguished, the plan of the old knife handle will start - because this hall is really large and deep, after the lights are extinguished, it will be like night, and night is the most suitable for killing and stealing things.

Wang Shibao, Hawkeye Laoqi, Gao Xingkong and Shuishangfei, they are all the people who are planning to kill, but now the killers standing behind them are friends pretending to be.

Lu Xiaofeng was very satisfied with himself. Although it was very painful in the ghost villa, didn't he already save many people?

Shi He was originally the one who invited him to participate in the plan, and he will definitely cooperate with him to get the purple gold crown in a while, and when he cheats out of his identity as an old swordsman, this troublesome matter will be resolved.

Lu Xiaofeng started to feel relaxed, he even started to think about his lunch.

All 72 ever-burning lamps in the hall were suddenly extinguished.

In just a moment, it was as dark as a big hole dug out of the mountain.

Gao Xingkong and the others immediately pretended to cry out in pain, and smeared a lot of blood that had been prepared on their bodies.

Lu Xiaofeng also stood up and rushed straight down. He is really a genius in martial arts. He only saw Ye Gucheng's Tianwai Feixian once in Nanwangfu, and he has already learned it.

Ye Gucheng's Flying Immortal needs to be launched from a high place, with the help of extremely delicate light kung fu. Although Lu Xiaofeng doesn't use a sword, the way he jumped down was actually realized from the Flying Immortal.

He flew past Shi Yan, and took away the purple gold crown with a single finger of Lingxi.

Shi Yan immediately raised his hand to help, but when he went to help, the Seven Star Sword was snatched from his waist again.

Of course the person who took the sword was not Lu Xiaofeng, but Mu Taoist who stood closest to Shi Yan.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly understood that the secret was not in the purple gold crown at all, but in the hilt of the Seven Star Sword!

Only when Shi Yan stretched out his hand to support Zijinguan, would his hand leave the Seven Star Sword at his waist, and Taoist Mu would have a chance to make a move.

And Shi Yan has such a secret, of course he won't tell Lu Xiaofeng, even if they have a common plan, so Lu Xiaofeng didn't know what Taoist Mu really wanted until now.

All the friends who pretended to be under the old swordsman rushed out, and Lu Xiaofeng naturally followed suit. They were going to meet at the place designated by the old swordsman.

The black-clothed swordsman watched Lu Xiaofeng pass by him quietly, and the eyes of the two met in the darkness.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, and put the sword he had been holding into the swordsman's hand. The plan had come to an end, and of course the sword should return to its master.

When the lights were turned on again, everyone was surprised to find that many famous martial arts masters who had been invited had fallen to the ground, and many elite disciples of Wudang had also died.

The head of Wudang also had his hair disheveled. Not only did he lose his purple gold crown, but even the Seven Star Sword hanging on his waist disappeared.

No one noticed that the black swordsman's sword was back in his hand.

Mu Taoist opened his mouth immediately, and he walked out while speaking, "Everyone is not allowed to leave! The murderer must still be in Wudang!"

No one wants to offend Wudang, no one wants to offend Taoist Mu.

The old man that Lu Xiaofeng felt very familiar stood up, "I'll go after him too."

Shi Yan nodded, "If that's the case, I'm sorry..."

"He's not allowed to go."

Everyone in the hall looked over, who had the guts to say this in Wudang?

It was He Guiding.

He still has the sword in his hand.

A swordsman carries his sword, and you'd better never mess with him.

Where did his sword come from?Didn't He Guiting's sword be given to Lu Xiaofeng?Could it be that Lu Xiaofeng is in this hall?

Did Lu Xiaofeng do what happened just now?

Sikong Zhaixing spoke suddenly, "I took the sword from Lu Xiaofeng and gave it to He Guiting!"

The King of Thieves can naturally steal something from Lu Xiaofeng, no one doubts it anymore.

"Why can't I go?" the old man asked.

He looked tall and mighty, and age didn't seem to affect his body at all. If it wasn't for his white hair and wrinkles, and only his voice, you would think he was still a young man.

"He Guiding." Shi He couldn't help but said, "Do you know who he is?"

"do not know."

Shi He could only sigh, even though he was the head of Wudang, he really didn't want to offend this swordsman, the whole Wudang combined was no match for him.

"He is the owner of Cave 36 of Miaoren Mountain in Yunnan!" Shi He explained, "He is Long Meng."

It wasn't Gong Jiu as Lu Xiaofeng thought.

"So what?" The black-clothed swordsman pulled out his sword. The temperature in the hall seemed to drop instantly, and the cold murderous aura instantly filled the air.

"You want to kill me?" Long Meng sneered, "This is Wudang, I am the hereditary chieftain!"

"I won't kill you." The black-clothed swordsman said, "I don't practice killing swordsmanship."

"Then what do you want?" Long Meng asked, "Why are you targeting me?"

"Because I see that you are hurt."

"What does it matter to you that I was injured?"

"Your wound is a sword wound." The black-clothed swordsman's sword glowed dazzling white under the light, and his body was as cold and sharp as the sword. "It's my sword."

Long Meng stopped talking, beads of sweat were dripping from his head.

"My sword was given to Lu Xiaofeng a month ago." The black-clothed swordsman said again, but his killing intent had become stronger, "Lu Xiaofeng has struck at you."

"If you don't strike first, Lu Xiaofeng won't fight back, let alone with my sword."

Long Meng already wanted to escape.

Shi Yan, Sikong Jiexing and Huamanlou have realized that this Longmeng is also from the ghost villa, he pretended to be killed by Lu Xiaofeng's sword, but actually came to participate in the Wudang ceremony to inform the old knife.

Even Lu Xiaofeng didn't recognize him.

But he didn't expect that He Guiting could recognize his sword wound.

Long Meng suddenly ran to the window of the main hall, his body was so vigorous that he didn't look like an old man, but it's a pity that in the days of being a chieftain, his will and martial arts were worn away by his prosperity and wealth. Not to mention fast.

No one can describe how fast this sword is, and no one can see it clearly.

Those who participated in this ceremony only came to one conclusion - it is best not to provoke Lu Xiaofeng again in the future.

Long Meng had already fallen to the ground, blood was flowing on the floor in a large patch, but he was not dead yet, swordsmen were always very measured, at his level, he could send and receive moves freely.

Shi Yan sighed again, waved his hands and asked a few little Taoist priests to carry him down.

"Very good, we have one more witness." Sikong Zhaixing said.

He glanced at the swordsman who was shaking the blood off the tip of his sword, and asked suddenly, "What are you going to do next? Lu Xiaoji has someone to help."

"I don't know." The black-clothed swordsman was stunned for a moment, "I confirm that Ximen Chuuxue will not chase and kill Lu Xiaofeng again, and then leave."

"Where to go?"

"Go to the Western Demon Cult."

Sikong Zhaixing suddenly jumped up, "What the hell are you going to do?"

"Yu Luocha wants me to go." The black-clothed swordsman said, and then he asked seriously, "Why do you say it's a ghostly place?"

"Because I have met Yu Luocha once." Sikong Zhaixing said, "I really can't think of how a person can make himself like that, what kind of martial arts does he practice to keep himself hidden in the mist all the time ?”

"Besides, the Western Demon Cult is entrenched outside the pass." Sikong Zhaixing said, "It's really a place where birds don't lay eggs. Not only is it terribly cold, but the customs are also extremely tough. They will kill people at every turn. .”

"Kill people?"

"Yes." Sikong Zhaixing also pretended to be serious and said, "Everyone there is holding a machete that is 50 meters long, and they drink in barrels."

"Aren't they all masters?"

"Absolutely." Sikong Zaixing tried his best not to laugh out loud.

"Thank you for telling me this, I'll be careful."

"...", Hua Manlou shook his fan, also smiling, but didn't speak.

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Lu Xiaofeng should actually be more careful.

He did swindle the old knife, but the old knife is not the old knife.

This may not be understood.

It means that when Lu Xiaofeng and the others took off the old sword-handled bamboo hat, they found that the person underneath was not Mu Taoist, but a faceless person.

Lu Xiaofeng has seen many strange people, but he has only seen one faceless person, and that is the Ecstasy Messenger of Ghost Villa.

Under the hat is the envoy, who is recognized by everyone as Shihe who betrayed Wudang in the past.

It should have belonged to the wooden Taoist.

Bashan Xiaogu's uncle is Long Meng, and it was only because he invited his uncle here that Taoist Mu discovered the plan against him.

"It's my fault." Bashan Xiaogu sighed, "We have put in so much effort, but the result is still a failure!"

"I can't blame you, no one would have thought that the hereditary chieftain in Tiannan would also be a member of Ghost Villa." Lu Xiaofeng was also very depressed, but he still held his breath to comfort his friend.

A gray dove suddenly landed in midair.

"Who is it?" Shaolin's Iron Shoulder asked.

"This is a pigeon from the Hua family." Lu Xiaofeng took off the letter tied to the pigeon's leg, opened it and read it, and a smile appeared on his face again.

"Why are you laughing?" Gao Xingkong asked.

"Because He Guiting has already asked Long Meng to stay!"

The way for a swordsman to leave others behind is, of course, the sword.

"He recognized the sword wound on Long Meng's body." Lu Xiaofeng said, "That's what I left on him when I was in Ghost Villa."

"It's really good news."

"Actually, there is another person!" Lu Xiaofeng said suddenly.

"who is it?"

"Layman Gusong!"

"Gu Song? I remember that he has always been inseparable from the Mu Taoist."

"Yes, but he didn't come to this ceremony."

"Why didn't he come?"

"Because Gu Song is his cousin in Ghost Villa!" Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard, "I knocked him out and hid him in the box at the bottom of the carriage."

So Lu Xiaofeng went to find the carriage by himself.

He should really be more careful.

Because as soon as he got under the car and was about to open the camera obscura, three people pressed down on the acupuncture points together. The bottom of the carriage was not high from the ground, and there were too many three people, even Lu Xiaofeng hit the acupuncture points at once.

He was put in a sack and taken to the cave.

The three people who caught Lu Xiaofeng were Gao Tao, Hai Qikuo and Du Tiexin, they didn't untie the sack for Lu Xiaofeng, and threw him in the corner like a cargo.

The three of them actually went to drink.

I don't know how long it took, but when Lu Xiaofeng had opened a little of his acupoints, there was the sound of someone else's footsteps outside.

Is it He Guiting?

Did the Six Doors tell him the news of my disappearance?

It was the wooden Taoist who came.

Lu Xiaofeng's heart sank into the ice cellar, he regretted that he returned the sword early.

Mu Taoist was actually very calm, he slowly untied the bag, moved a chair for Lu Xiaofeng, and helped him to sit on it.

"Do you already feel that you are sure to win?" Lu Xiaofeng decided to give himself a lot of ambition, how can he show his timidity when facing the enemy?

"Didn't I win?" Taoist Mu asked.

"Long Meng has been left in Wudang!"

"I know." Taoist Mu said, "But he and Shi Yan have already gone to accompany the three people outside."

It was only then that Lu Xiaofeng noticed that the sword Mu Taoist was carrying was still dripping with blood.

"You killed Du Tiexin and the others?"

"That's right." Taoist Mu said, "This is the end of the matter, I can't leave anyone alive."

"What do you mean that Shi Yan and Long Meng are going to accompany them?" Lu Xiaofeng already felt that his head was about to split, as if someone was hitting his head with a stone as big as a millstone.

"It means they're dead."

"impossible."

"Why not?"

"He Gui stopped at Wudang!"

"He Guiting was originally in Wudang." Taoist Mu showed a smile that would scare anyone who saw it, "But as soon as the news of your disappearance came out, he left."

"How long have I been missing?" Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help asking.

"Three days." Taoist Mu said flatly.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't speak, his face was ugly like a dead person.

"Shi Yan died suddenly without leaving a will."

"So you are already the new head." Lu Xiaofeng let out a breath.

"Yes." Mu Daoren is now Mu Zhenren, the new head of Wudang, "You think you are extremely smart, but your every step is in line with my expectations. Even if Mr. Quan Lang gave you portraits of all the disguised people , It’s just to silence me.”

Lu Xiaofeng knew that he had already lost.

"But I won't kill you." Taoist Mu suddenly said again.

"You won't kill me?"

"I won't kill you, I'm not that stupid." Mu Taoist smiled, "You don't have any evidence to prove that the old knife is me!"

"I really haven't."

"You may not know what's going on outside. All six doors have been mobilized, and your friends in Jianghu are also looking for you everywhere. He Guiting even contacted the Western Demon Cult."

"I know your friends are all over the world, but I still underestimated you."

"If you die here, He Guiting will definitely continue to investigate, and the emperor will help to investigate, and he won't stop until the whole rivers and lakes are in chaos." Mu Taoist said, "I guess you have already told him that I am the old man. Knife handle."

"Yes, I told him."

"I'm sure I can beat Ximen Chuuxue, but I'm not sure I can beat He Guiting."

"Even if I'm already the head of Wudang, I'm afraid it's nothing in his eyes."

"I don't want to die, so I won't kill you." Taoist Mu said, "Not only will I not kill you, but I will save you!"

"You want to save me?" Lu Xiaofeng asked in surprise.

"The person who saved Lu Xiaofeng will naturally not be a veteran."

Lu Xiaofeng understood, Taoist Mu wanted to use this method to clear himself of suspicion.

"Wait another three days, and you will naturally be rescued by me. Before that, I will wrong you to stay here."

The wooden Taoist laughed and walked out.

Seeing his back gradually stepping into the darkness, Lu Xiaofeng only felt his hands and feet were cold, and his whole body was sweating coldly, wishing he could slam his head against the wall to his death.