Immortal sword edge

Chapter 81 Start

The other party's eyes were too presumptuous and unobstructed, which made Ye Gucheng very uncomfortable, and he said lightly: "I have no intention of enmity with the leader, as long as the young leader of your teacher can hand over the antidote and release the owner of Ximen, I will immediately kill you." Leave, go back to the South China Sea!"

"Lord Ximen..." The dark pupils suddenly tightened, and Yu Luocha's voice was soft, like a whisper between lovers, "Which one is the master of Ximen?"

In fact, there is no need to ask, who else in this world can make the Lord of Baiyun honorably call the Lord of Ximen?But he just asked, with a sense of absurdity that no one knew and full of disbelief!

Sure enough, Ye Gucheng said in a deep voice, "Ximen Chuuxue, owner of Wanmei Villa!"

With a murderous aura soaring into the sky, Ye Gucheng instantly grasped the hilt of his sword and looked at the man opposite him warily.

"Hehehehe..." Yu Luocha laughed lowly, the laughter was magnetic and sweet, but there was an indescribable tyranny and darkness, "Yu Tianbao, what a Yu Tianbao!"

Ye Gucheng was puzzled, he had already realized that the other party's murderous intent was not aimed at himself, but aimed at Yu Tianbao in his mouth, but aren't they father and son?Even if they fought fiercely for power and position, they shouldn't have murderous intentions, after all, there is only such an heir to the Western Demon Cult!

Yu Luocha gradually calmed down, but it was too calm, and there was a feeling that the rain was about to come. His voice was cold, like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, and he whispered, "Yi Wanmei Villa The master's swordsmanship, even if Yu Tianbao's martial arts has improved greatly, it is impossible to be his opponent, what is going on!"

Ye Gucheng's face became even paler. Ever since he heard the news of Ximen Chuuxue's disappearance, he had thought about this question countless times. The only answer was trust. Ximen Chuuxue trusted Tang Mu!That's why it's easy to fall into the opponent's way!

Thinking of this, his heart began to ache again, and his attitude towards Yu Luocha became even colder, "It has nothing to do with Master Yu!"

"Irrelevant? You said it has nothing to do with me?!" Yu Luocha was completely angry, like an enraged black panther, waving his minions and said loudly: "Ximen Chuuxue is the son of this seat. Who else am I related to him?!"

Ye Gucheng was stunned, it was nothing more than a thunderbolt from the blue sky!How can this be? !For the first time, he couldn't even speak fluently, "But... Tang Mu... Yu Tianbao..." If Ximen Chuuxue was his real son, Yu Tianbao Who is it again?Are they brothers?When such thoughts flashed out, even he himself felt absurd!

Yu Luocha said coldly: "Yu Tianbao is not my son, I picked him up from a trafficker, and my real son was entrusted to a reliable person by me to raise him since he was a child, and now he is even more mature. became a well-known figure in Jianghu."

When he said the last sentence, there was a gleam of light in the eyes of this cold and arrogant man. Ye Gucheng knew that it was a kind of pride, a kind of pride, just like his father's eyes when he saw him before.

Ye Gucheng took a deep breath and asked, "Is the entrusted person Mr. Ling?"

Yu Luocha raised his chin and said, "It is indeed Ling Xiao!"

Now, Ye Gucheng had no doubts anymore, he carefully disappeared Ximen Chuuxue, and then told the story of finding someone, not even concealing his friendship with Tang Mu.

Click!The already collapsed wall around him was shattered into pieces under Yu Luocha's internal force. Yu Luocha's eyes widened and he gritted his teeth, ignoring the more serious injuries caused by this sudden blow. Laughing, he clapped his hands and said, "Good! As expected of a good son I taught! Not only imprisoned him, but also deceived Ah Xue's feelings! Good! That's great!"

As soon as the words fell, he flicked his sleeves and drifted away in an instant.

The autumn wind blew by, and only Ye Gucheng stood there quietly, lonely and desolate.

He didn't know where Yu Luosha was going, but he knew that Tang Mu's life would be difficult in the future!

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At the beginning of September, Yu Luocha, the leader of the Western Demon Cult, suddenly died suddenly. The people in the sect kept their mourning secret in order to stabilize people's hearts.A few days later, the young leader of the demon sect was found dead in the wilderness, and the Raksha card, the treasure of the town religion, was missing.

"After a hundred years, whoever I pass the Rakshasa to will be the successor leader of our sect. If someone disobeys orders, cuts him into pieces, and dismembers his body with poisonous ants, he will surely fall into the ghost prison after death, and he will never recover."

This is the heavenly demon law that Yu Luocha personally set when he founded the sect.In order to prevent the disciples from killing each other because of fighting for power and profit, destroying the foundation he created.

In order to commemorate Yu Luocha, and to pay homage to the new leader, the guardian elders and deacon disciples of the Demon Sect have decided to gather all the important disciples in the sect at the Great Bright Mirror in Kunlun Mountain on October [-]th.

The power of the Western Demon Cult is not only deeply rooted, but also spread all over the Western Regions. Whoever succeeds as the leader will immediately become the most powerful person in the world. With power, fame and fortune will naturally follow.This temptation is almost irresistible to anyone.

All the forces are about to move, and the entire Western Region is undercurrent surging, completely turbulent.

He originally came here to find Ximen Chuuxue, but he was involved in trouble because of an accidental pity. In order to wash away his grievances, he was invited by Blue Beard from Silver Hook Casino to help him find the Rakshasa card. However, during this period, I learned from Han Shuying that there is also a Rakshasa card in Wanmei Villa, and that Rakshasa card is probably the real one.Therefore, he guessed that the relationship between Ximen Chuuxue and the Western Demonic Cult might not be simple!

After many days of investigation and going around in circles, he unexpectedly found Blue Beard again.It turned out that everything was his deceit, he was the one who guarded himself and stole it, planted it and blamed it, just to delay time, and wanted to ascend the position of Rakshasa Sect leader on October [-]th!

It's a pity that he tried all the tricks, and he probably never thought that the Rakshasa card in his hand was fake, and he died in the hands of his woman in the end.

As the day of October [-]th was getting closer, countless disciples of the Demon Sect began to leave for Kunlun.Lu Xiaofeng and Han Shuying were also among them.

When they arrived at the teahouse at the foot of the mountain, they unexpectedly saw Ao Lianmin who had come all the way.Originally, he was responsible for finding Ximen in the Central Plains, but after receiving the news from Huamanlou, he was still worried and hurried over all the way.

Lu Xiaofeng was very happy to see him, and told him in detail what happened to him these days, and by the way, also told him the news about Ye Gucheng brought by Sikong Zhaixing.

The three of them had a serious discussion, and they felt that the key to the matter lay in Tang Mu, the young master of the Demon Cult, Yu Tianbao. As long as he could be found, Ximen's whereabouts would be known.

They just don't know where Ye Gucheng is now, but they are not very worried. With Ye Gucheng's martial arts, there are really few people in this world who are his opponents!

The few people rested for a while, and began to embark on the road to the Kunlun Mountains...

In the closed quiet room, three men sat, two old and one young.

Among them, the young man frowned and said worriedly: "Are you really sure?"

The old man sitting on the far left has a long beard fluttering, and he looks like a fairy. He said with a smile: "Now the leader died suddenly, the young leader died unexpectedly, and the leaderless members of the leader, it is time for us to use our skills. Miss Given this opportunity, it may not be so easy to ascend to the throne of leader again."

The young man's eyes lit up, and a kind of brilliance called ambition quickly flashed in his eyes.

Withered Bamboo smiled slightly, and continued: "And we have the Rakshasa card in our hands. Firstly, the order left by the leader, is it so difficult that anyone dares to disobey it?!"

The young man clapped his hands and laughed: "This is thanks to Lu Xiaofeng, without him, how could we get the Raksha card so easily!"

The three of them looked at each other and laughed, and even Lone Song, who has always been reticent, said in a good mood: "As long as you hold the Rakshasa Sect in your hands and unite with the Black Tiger Hall, then the entire Western Region will be ours." world."

Dry Zhu stroked his beard slowly, and said with a light smile, "Not to mention the Western Regions, even if you overthrow the imperial court and occupy the Central Plains, it's not impossible!"

It seems that they saw the scene in the future where thousands of people worshiped, and a few people laughed triumphantly...

The same secluded secret room is furnished extremely luxuriously here, and the carpets, lamps, quilts and fabrics are all the best.

Tang Mu sat beside the man with an excited expression on his face, "Soon, the ceremony of the Kunlun Mountain Great Mirror will begin. As soon as tomorrow, the Rakshasa Sect will be mine!" From then on, no one can suppress him , he no longer has to be trembling, step by step, and he doesn't even dare to take a breath!

Holding the white fingers of the other party, he still hasn't said a word, you will be mine from now on!As he said, he will never let go of the Rakshasa Sect or Ximen Chuuxue, both of which belong to him forever, and no one can take them away!

So what about Ye Gucheng?What about Jade Rakshasa?They are all dead, he no longer has to worry about anyone, even if he ignores him now and doesn't want to talk to him, but in three to five years, or even ten years, he can always make him soften.

Tightly hugging the man in his arms, he whispered about the ten years of forbearance, the cruelty of the competition of the Demon Cult, he took every step of the way, being cautious, surviving in the cracks every day, little by little. Planning, increasing one's own strength, finally with the present victory in sight...

Speaking of the difficulty, even he himself sighed, so that he didn't see the eyes of the person in his arms looking at the silver chain around his wrist, which gradually became cold...