She was in great pain now, and she didn't understand why the senior brother in charge treated her like this, why she deceived herself, did she just not embarrass herself?

But after a while, she vented her anger on Zhuo Yifan, thinking that he had lost his feelings, and then transferred this mentality to other people's feelings.

"Hmph! Die Zhuo Yifan, always so unreliable! Almost took me to the ditch, necrotic!"

Yu Qingqiu muttered to himself, disliking Zhuo Yifan even more.

"Okay, I don't want to think about it, when the Shushan faction is destroyed, the matter between me and my senior brother will be completely different. ”

As he spoke, Yu Qingqiu left the place where he had been standing for several hours, and muttered as he walked, obviously talking to himself.

The others were surprised to see her in this state. It's just that because of her strength, no one dares to laugh at her blatantly.

......

After Yang Wuwu learned that He Qingfeng had taken all the people of Bodhi Temple to Bashan, he could be described as angry. At the beginning, he took in Meng Lian, and he simply thought that the Bashan faction was just using it as a bargaining chip with him, and the alliance with Zhuo Yifan and Bodhi Temple was obviously to tear his face, and the two factions really entered a hostile state.

This situation makes him a little anxious, at the moment the overall strength of the Shushan faction is not strong, after hundreds of years of prosperity and fame, the people of the Shushan faction have already transformed, only he, the head of the martial arts, is still strong.

However, Zhuo Yifan's blood-drinking sword really made him feel uneasy, although he had not seen its power with his own eyes, but his ears had always been rumors about it, and it was amazing.

He even regretted it a little now, and returned the flying meteorite that he had finally obtained to Xuantie Villa, and placed it in that Yin Mansion, deliberately letting the drunk Zhuo Yifan find it. If you had put it in at that time, there would not have been such a powerful thing as the Blood Drinking Sword.

However, many things were unexpected, and he didn't expect that the Nine Dragons Vampire Zen Staff of Bodhi Temple would be mixed in, let alone that the nine ancient netherworlds were still imprisoned in the Zen Staff.

Right now, these powerful things are in the Blood Drinking Sword, and the power is naturally very great.

And the Bashan faction, which has always been willing to live behind the Shushan faction, is no longer willing to listen to his dispatch under He Qingfeng's training at this time, on the contrary, it has to get rid of this situation of being enslaved and instructed by the Shushan faction.

Originally, the strength of the Shushan faction and the Bashan faction was equal, but due to historical reasons, the Bashan faction has always adhered to the ancestral motto of the founding faction of being willing to be a green leaf for the Shushan faction. At present, the two factions are turning against each other, and the anger of the disciples of the Bashan faction has been suppressed for a long time, Yang Yang Wu knows that if they break out, it is likely that the Shushan faction will be burned to the ground.

Although facing such a grim situation, he couldn't wake up the disciples of the Shushan faction, they had long been accustomed to this kind of drunken life, and they were all wasted, although their martial arts were not weak in the Jianghu sect, but there was a gap compared with the Bashan faction.

Yang Yang Wu couldn't sleep all night, he walked on the avenue of the Shushan faction, and all the disciples he met were drinking, or he was talking about his love with a beautiful woman in his arms.

He was thinking about how to reverse this decline, and he had to take measures, otherwise the Shushan faction would be buried by He Qingfeng.

Unconsciously, he came to the door of a house, and found that the light was still on inside, so late at night, he didn't sleep, it was very abnormal, suspicious, and he slowly approached the door.

Through the window paper, he saw Zhuo Yi talking with a smile on his face, and next to him was the bloody corpse, which was cooing and screaming, and the sound it made was very poignant.

He couldn't be more familiar with this blood corpse, which he gave to Nangong Qingtian of the Demon Sect when he was in the Western Regions, and became a sharp weapon against the Righteous Qi Alliance, and then it was transferred to Zhuo Yi.

Yang Yang Wu looked at Zhuo Yi's expression seriously, and found that he was concentrating on communicating emotions with the blood corpse, hoping that the blood corpse would listen to him more, and his efforts were very effective, and the blood corpse was more intimate with him at this time. The two of them pressed their foreheads against each other, and the long claws of the bloody corpses caressed Zhuo Qi's hair, like two young lovers.

Yang Yang Wu smiled, as if he had a plan. Zhuo Yi's father Xiang Zhenfeng was his subordinate back then, and he killed Zhuo Yifan's father and uncle with him, and Zhuo Yifan and Xiu'er of Tianxiang Pavilion teamed up to kill Xiang Zhenfeng, and the hatred between the two can be described as too deep.

It's just that this time Zhuo Yi failed to take someone to Bodhi Temple to kill Zhuo Yifan, but Zhuo Yifan didn't kill him, which was really unexpected by Yang Wu. Could it be that Zhuo Yifan wants to attack Zhuo Yi and deal with himself together by influencing him?

However, Yang Yang Wu knew that the hatred of the common sky was difficult to easily resolve in other ways, so he decided to make good use of Zhuo Yi to see if he could solve Zhuo Yifan in an unexpected way.

Then, Yang Yang Wu pushed open Zhuo Yi's door.

Seeing Yang Yanwu standing in front of the door, Zhuo Yi's face was panicked, as if he had come to the ghost gate, and he was obviously afraid of him.

Seeing Zhuo Yi's panicked look, Yang Yang Wu smiled and said, "Zhuo Yi, what's wrong with you, why are you so afraid of me?"

"Master Yang, I'm ...... I'm not afraid of you. In the dead of night, suddenly the door was pushed open, and I was a little frightened. ”

"Is that the reason? Why do I think you're afraid I'm going to kill you?"

Hearing this, Zhuo Yi's face became pale, and his whole body was a little unnatural.

"No, no, my father and I are completely at your disposal. ”

Yang Wu smiled and stroked the hair of the bloody corpse, placing its sharp claws in front of its nose and sniffing it, then caressing its wrinkled face.

The blood corpse kept screaming at Yang Wu "coo", and it seemed that he was familiar with him, not inferior to the intimacy with Zhuo Yi.

"Let me tell you this, your father Xiang Zhenfeng is my proud ally, but he was killed by Zhuo Yifan, which really hurts me. Now that you have come to my Shushan faction, I will naturally treat you like him and help you take revenge. ”

"Help me get revenge?" Zhuo Yi followed.

"Of course, helping you is also helping myself, Zhuo Yifan is now colluding with He Qingfeng of the Bashan faction, wanting to launch an attack on my Shushan faction and subvert the status of my Shushan faction, and his Bashan faction will then ascend to the throne. Think about it, if the Shushan faction dies, will they let you Zhuo Yi go? After all, the hatred between you and Zhuo Yifan is too deep, so to speak, we are now grasshoppers on a rope. Yang Wu said solemnly at Zhuo Yi.

"Of course I understand this, Zhuo Yifan didn't put me to death this time, mainly because he wanted to use me, but I wasn't so stupid, I could distinguish between the important and the conspiracy. "Zhuo Yidao.

"That's right, Zhuo Yifan is now our great enemy, if we can take advantage of your special relationship with him and get rid of it, the Bashan faction will lose a strong helper, and then we will be able to easily defeat the Bashan faction. ”