Kuai Chuan's brother is the real boss

Zhongnan Mountain is surrounded by green trees, and the sky is drizzling, which makes the scenery on the mountain even better, but Wanyankang is not in the mood to appreciate it now.

Li Mochou was kneeling in front of the ancient tomb in plain clothes, her whole body was already wet by the rain. Although it was light rain, the autumn wind was bleak and it was still very cold.

Wan Yankang moved the umbrella towards her, but Li Mochou pushed him away.

She has been kneeling here for a day and a night, Wan Yankang doesn't know how long she can hold on, "Your master won't let you in, let's go, we will have a chance to ask for her consent in the future, and keep Qingshan here Worry about no firewood."

"I was wrong, even if Master takes my life now, I will take the blame on myself." Li Mochou said in a cold voice.

Wan Yankang really couldn't agree with Li Mochou's thinking, how difficult it is to be able to live, why should one's life be controlled by others?

As night fell, the drizzle showed no intention of stopping. Li Mochou was already shivering, and Wanyan Kang lit a fire under the umbrella so that it would not be extinguished by the rain, but the temperature was still limited.

At midnight, the stone gate finally opened, and a woman came out from inside. Wan Yankang looked over, the woman was in her 40s, she was dressed in plain clothes, her face was white and bloodless, and she could feel it emanating from her body just by looking at it. the chill.

Wan Yankang rubbed his arms unconsciously, and then heard the woman ask, "Do you know your mistake?"

"The disciple knew he was wrong, and he will never dare again in the future."

"What's wrong?"

"The fault lies in listening to other people's rhetoric, fascinated their minds, and neglecting the grace of Master's teaching for many years." Li Mochou talked about her fault. If she had believed in Master's words from the beginning, and believed that Lu Zhanyuan was not a good person, she would definitely not leave Gu tomb.

Wan Yankang couldn't help raising her eyebrows, Li Mochou spoke with sincerity and she burst into tears, her master seemed to be dissatisfied with everything, "You made a mistake in listening to men's smooth talk, men in this world don't have a single good thing, You just don't believe it."

"The disciple believes, please give the disciple another chance to reform, the disciple has already awakened."

Li Mochou knelt on her knees for two days and one night, being in a state of high tension, she didn't hear her master's words clearly, as long as she could be forgiven, whatever the master said would be what she said, but Wan Yankang understood the meaning.

Men don't have a good thing, which includes all the men in the world. Could it be that Li Mochou's master was hurt by men?

For a moment Wanyankang was gossiping, but he didn't expect that he would be involved in this vortex in the next second.

Throwing a dagger in front of Li Mochou, her master pointed at Wan Yankang and said: "The person who sent you back is also a man. If you kill him now, I believe you have come to your senses. From now on, you will still be the old man." Tomb disciple."

Wanyan Kang was stunned, "No, I have no grievances with you, why did you kill me? Are you a crazy woman who hates men?"

Li Mochou was also stunned, and said slowly: "Master..."

"Go, didn't you say you knew your mistake? All men in the world deserve to die, especially men with evil intentions."

"When did I have evil intentions? Don't slander people, speak with evidence, or be careful that I will bring someone to crush your ancient tomb sect." He has never seen such an unreasonable person since he was a child. What about women.

"You have no evil intentions? Then why did you send her back? Are you still here with her? Do you dare to say that you have no intention of coveting her at all?"

Wanyan Kang laughed angrily at this woman, "I sent her back as a friend. I am here with her because I am worried about her. If you let her in, I will naturally leave. It is just a friendship relationship." That's all, as expected, people with dirty minds only see dirty things."

"Yellow-mouthed child, clever and sophistry."

"I'm just presenting the facts and being reasonable. Of course, I don't bother to talk to you about an unreasonable person like you. Since you said that I have malicious intentions towards her, then I'll just leave. You don't have to let her go." You have one more life in your disciple's hands."

Saying that Wan Yankang left with a cold snort, there was no moon in the rainy night, Li Mochou raised her eyes, and all she saw was a figure gradually disappearing into the rainy night.

"Kill him, then you can go back to the ancient tomb, you choose."

A cold voice came, Li Mochou turned her head slowly and looked over, the stone door of the ancient tomb fell down again, a gust of wind blew past, the umbrella by the side was blown away by the wind, and the rain extinguished the fire.

There were only ashes left, no sparks, Li Mochou felt that the little warmth left in her heart was gone, she got up and picked up the dagger on the ground, caressing the sharp blade, accidentally cut a piece of her fingertips With a small mouth, blood gushed out instantly.

The pain on her skin, the icy rain soaked her whole body, and the extinguishing of the fire made her feel cold inside, making her desperately want to grasp the warmth that was still there just now.

The dagger scratched the corner of his clothes, wrote a line of handwriting with blood, and threw it together with the dagger on the stone gate, picked up the umbrella that was blown under the tree, turned and went down the mountain.

On Tiezhang Peak, Jiang Yan found Wu Mu's suicide note, copied a copy and put the original back. After studying for a few days, he felt that the strategy of war in this book was indeed useful, but relying on these things to achieve success was like a magic weapon. Down to the average, that is absolutely impossible.

Wanyan Honglie has been devoting himself to political struggles for these years, leading troops to battle is rare, and he has read very few military books, even if he gets one, it may not be able to play the greatest role.

But he still told Wanyan Honglie about the matter, but what he said was not that he had found Wu Mu's suicide note, but that he found clues to Wu Mu's suicide note on Tiezhang Peak. Go to Iron Palm Peak.

"The lord is coming?" Qiu Qianren was a little surprised, how could the former gang leader be related to the anti-gold hero, but it might not be good for him to openly get too close to the lord of gold.

Jiang Yan smiled slightly, "Don't be so nervous, the leader of the Song Dynasty. Now that the Song Dynasty is at the end of its power, it's just human nature for a good bird to choose a tree to live in. Besides, with absolute power in hand, I believe no one will come to the leader to say something. Four."

What Jiang Yan said was very conceited. Qiu Qianren only thought of him as an inexperienced person, relying on his status to think highly of himself. There are quite a few sects in the arena to resist foreign invasion. If he gets close to Wanyan Honglie, it is equivalent to being with him. It's tied up, and it won't work if you want to eat both sides in the future. "

"I don't know what is the important thing for the prince to come to the Iron Palm Gang this time? The little prince doesn't know. I am not good at martial arts and need to retreat. I am afraid that if the prince comes, I will entertain him flawlessly. I am afraid that I will neglect the prince."

The smile on Jiang Yan's face was inconvenient, but his eyes gradually turned cold, "Master Qiu, my father and king donate a lot of money to the Iron Palm Gang every year, not for the purpose of letting you gangsters eat enough and stop doing things. The iron palm gang is well fed and clothed, so Chief Qiu thought it was time for him to concentrate on studying martial arts? There is no such good thing in the world."

Qiu Qianren is naturally fearless towards a 17-year-old boy, but the person behind him is Wanyan Honglie, after so many years of contact, he knows that he is a ruthless master.

Although there have been endless voices of resisting aliens in the Jianghu these years, there are still many people in the Jianghu who just talk about it, and I am afraid that not even half of them can maintain their hearts in the face of absolute interests.

What the Iron Palm Gang has done to Wanyan Honglie these years is not irreplaceable. Once they offend him, the Iron Palm Gang will definitely not be as comfortable as they are now, not to mention facing disaster.