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But once it involves the twelve families, the seven generals and even the three kings, then the matter is really big, and his master Hong Jiugong will never tear his face with them for a little girl.

At the beginning, Lu Tinggui was the prince of the country, and he was also among the twelve families, and he was given death mainly because of the loss of that thing, otherwise how could the second-grade general be given death because he released people without permission.

There are hundreds of millions of people in the Great Qianguo, and almost all of the entire imperial dynasty are under the rule of the imperial family, and the Huangfu clan dominates the four directions, and it is absolutely impossible for the forces of the rivers and lakes to resist.

With an order from the royal family, an army of one million is enough to level any sect in an instant, and the mysterious figures enshrined within the royal family are extremely strong, and no one will be bold enough to resist the order.

Thinking of this, Zhang Bailian's heart trembled a few times, and he glanced at the sleeping Lu Zhaoyi, his eyes flickering and struggling.

"It's coming, it's very lively, I didn't expect that I was just born and had troubles, and I didn't worry about finding a good seedling to inherit the mantle!"

The little monk Mingyuan opened his eyes, and there was a hint of mockery on the corner of his mouth.

Originally, he planned to spread the glory of Buddhism in this land, so if he could avoid conflict with the local forces at first, he didn't want to be too tough.

It's just a pity that he doesn't plan to find trouble, but it doesn't mean that trouble won't come to the door, some people always don't know that they will cause a big disaster without knowing it.

After the Round Wheel Dharma King recovered his skills, the little monk Mingyuan no longer worried about what would happen to Lu Zhaoyi, there are really not many people in the world who can threaten the top masters of the Ten Ranks.

Even if it is a super faction in the Western Regions such as the Sand Cave Snake Gate and the Huitian Sect, those who simply surpass the Round Wheel Dharma King in terms of force are those sect masters or popes.

Those people basically won't interfere in person, otherwise it is easy to be ridiculed by the people in the rivers and lakes for having no one in the sect, and they will be turned into a big faction in vain, and they will have no appearance.

The Round Wheel Dharma King and Zhang Bailian's body was shocked, and at this time they also found out that something was wrong, the surroundings were too quiet, and the silence was a little abnormal.

This official road is rarely walked at night, but it does not mean that there is none, and the official forces of Qingtan County Garrison and Fengshan Town will regularly send cavalry teams to patrol the official road.

An elite squad of cavalry of one hundred and fifty people per class of two hours and one hundred and seventy miles on this official road of two hundred and seventy miles, no matter what kind of bandits would be stupid enough to provoke them.

But now, three hours had passed since the last patrol of the cavalry, but the hoofs of the cavalry were no longer heard.

The caravans on the official road also seemed to have disappeared, there was no noise of personnel, and the beasts and insects in the grass were also silent, as if they were hiding from something.

"There are so many lurking breaths, it seems that my perception has decreased a lot because of the laziness of these years!"

Zhang Bailian was quite self-deprecating, poured a sip of wine fiercely, and unconsciously pressed his left hand on the thick-backed short knife that he had never used, his muscles were tense, and his eyes wandered in the moonlight behind the curtain.

The Round Wheel Dharma King restrained his murderous aura, his sitting posture was more solemn, and his deep momentum was as heavy as a mountain, which made people feel a sense of majesty.

"Stop!"

Zhang Bailian's voice reached the ears of the more than a dozen beggar gang disciples who were escorting them around, and it was Elder Hao Tong who was in charge of driving the carriage for them.

Puff...

There was only the heavy wheezing sound of horses around, and Elder Hao Tong and the others didn't know what was going on, and subconsciously looked around.

Among the artemisia grass more than one meter high on the edge of the official road, a large number of people instantly drilled out, and four carriages were surrounded in the middle from all directions, most of them were people from the rivers and lakes, and there were also some mysterious people wearing brocade robes.

Elder Hao Tong's face was shocked, and then his hair rose suddenly, and there were at least hundreds of people around him, many of whom were good at it, all of them had bad intentions.

"Who are you? Why do you want to wrap around my master's frame? If you are short of money, the little old man can give some!"

"Hmph, huh, lack of money, old immortal, are you kidding, someone paid a lot of money and wanted something in your car, and we will naturally let you go if you hand it over!"

A middle-aged man holding a nine-ring knife with a black dragon tattooed on his face laughed in a low voice, and a bunch of ill-intentioned gang masters behind him all laughed.

Among the hundreds of people, five of them took a step forward and blocked the way of the carriage, and everyone's aura was quite weak, what kind of force could entangle so many rivers and lakes recklessly.

Picking up the curtain, Zhang Bailian's gaze swept around, and instantly anger surged uncontrollably from his heart, these people included more than twenty sects in Fengshan Town and Qingtan County.

Although most of them are small sects that are not in the stream, there are also some scattered people, lone rangers, or giant thieves in the rivers and lakes, and their strength is extraordinary.

Looking at them one by one, their eyes seemed to be vicious wolves who didn't know how to eat meat in March, and their green covetous gaze made the beggar disciples around them feel cold.

They had only just walked a hundred and forty miles, and they were stuck in a jam on the road, and there was no doubt that someone had leaked their tracks, and that there were traitors among them.

Without waiting for Zhang Bailian to think carefully about who it was, a pair of black withered palms slammed directly at the door in front of him, and the swift palm wind carried a black mist.

Poisonous!

This palm is really too tricky, even if Zhang Bailian is a super-first-class master, but at such a close distance, he can only move his neck without defense.

The sudden black palm slammed into Zhang Bailian's chest, and the powerful palm power directly penetrated his body, and the wooden carriage was instantly punched out of a big hole.

Zhang Bailian's figure flew over, a mouthful of hot blood spurted out, and the whole person fell on the official road in the distance, his face was unbelievable, and the fiery anger almost ignited his eyes.

"Hao Tong, it's you! You're the traitor who leaked your whereabouts!"

The roaring roar resounded in the dark night, and the surrounding rivers and lakes were all suffocated, they didn't expect that the person who secretly revealed the news to them would be the 'Black Bone Palm' Hao Tong, the leader of the beggar gang in Fengshan Town.

Hao Tong struck a blow and quickly retreated, with a cunning and happy smile on his face.

"Hahaha, Zhang Bailian, it doesn't taste good to be hit by my black bone palm, what about a super first-class master, it's not an overturned boat in the gutter!"

The piercing laughter made people feel their scalp tingle, Hao Tong was holding Zhang Bailian's thick-backed short knife in his hand, and the black powder on his hand was sprinkled, which was all highly poisonous that he smeared on the palm of his hand.

The furious Zhang Bailian supported the ground with one hand, his face was pale mixed with a strange flush, and he tore his linen clothes with one claw, and saw the blackened palm prints on his chest, as well as the cyan toxin that spread rapidly from his heart.

"Black Mandala!"

The Round Wheel Dharma King exclaimed in a low voice, the black mandala is the most famous poisonous flower in the Western Regions, I didn't expect Hao Tong to suddenly kill him, and he still used this almost incomprehensible toxin, and even the little monk Mingyuan didn't react for a while.

The rest of the accompanying Beggar Gang disciples were stunned, and they didn't know why Elder Hao Tong would kill Elder Zhang, who was of high status, especially Zhang Bailian's roar that made them unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

The elder of the beggar gang turned out to be a traitor who leaked his family's whereabouts, and no one would believe it, but today it happened right under their noses.

The Round Wheel Dharma King protected Lu Zhaoyi, who was still asleep, and the little monk Mingyuan quickly helped Zhang Bailian up, and after probing the other party's chest with two fingers, his face darkened.

The domineering nature of this poison even surprised the little monk Mingyuan, it was only a dozen breaths, and the toxin almost spread into the eight veins of the Qi Sutra.

Zhang Bailian relied on his strong internal strength to survive, but the disappointment and anger on his face couldn't hide the disbelief in the depths of his pupils.

"Hao Tong, why? My beggar gang thinks that they treat you well, why do you want to betray us?"

Hao Tong, who fell among the reckless men, sneered disdainfully:

"Hmph! A mere hall master of the beggar gang wants to call me a lethal force, what is the benefit of being a flower head for decades? People can give that little girl enough price to promise me a lifetime of wealth, is it difficult to ask me to do it?"

Zhang Bailian was still a little incredulous, although there were not many people in the beggar gang who regarded money as dung, but it was the first time he had met someone who valued wealth so much, and it was difficult to refute it for a while.

The little monk of Mingyuan quickly slapped Zhang Bailian's chest dozens of times, and the golden light on his fingertips flashed, blocking most of the meridians on his body to prevent the rapid spread of the toxin.

"Disciple of the deity, it seems that you have been thinking about it for a long time, but what kind of price did the people behind it offer you, hundreds of heroes and heroes gathered here, waiting for us to be caught?"

The big man holding the nine-ring knife sneered, a little unhappy to see a bald little monk so calm.

"Little bald donkey, what, do you still want to be a ghost?"

"Uncle Ben will tell you that each of your heads is worth two thousand gold dragon coins. As for that little nun, hmph, 10,000 gold dragon coins! Besides, you still seem to have tens of thousands of golden dragon treasure coins on you, take the initiative to hand them over to keep a whole corpse for you!"

Sizzle!

Some of the small gangs around who followed the five masters to chase and intercept were all gasping, and some people spent thousands of gold dragon coins to ask them to make a move, thinking that it was very luxurious, but I didn't expect the remuneration of these five masters to be even more generous.

It seemed that seeing Zhang Bailian's unwilling devouring eyes, Hao Tong also cringed a little, and shouted in a low voice:

"Dozens of beautiful maids, a mansion in the imperial capital, 20,000 gold dragon coins! In other words, anyone will be tempted, and I, Hao Tong, am worthy of you if I didn't poison your tea." ”

After listening to Hao Tong's defense, Zhang Bailian was inexplicably a little sad, he didn't expect that there would be a traitor within the beggar gang, which made him really unable to raise his head in front of the Round Wheel Dharma King and the little monk Mingyuan.

"Oh, Senior Brother Yuanlun, the head of the deity and you is only worth 2,000 gold dragon coins! I can't help but look down on your name too much, hehehe! I Shaolin will also be bullied to the head..."

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