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Chapter five hundred and thirty first small people's success

"you dare?"

When Song Cihe was about to humiliate Wu Qingqian, a cold voice came from the side.

Qi Weibian's gaze seemed to be capable of killing people. Even if his man fell to the ground with almost fatal internal and external injuries, these two words still had a strong intimidating effect.

Song Cihe said oh, stood up gently, pulled out the folding fan, and flicked it in the direction of Qi Weibian.

The fire wind passed by, and flames spread across Qi Weibian's clothes, but Qi Weibian still stared at Song Cihe with murderous eyes and never let out a scream.

Looking at Qi Weibian's expression, which was almost the same as usual, Song Cihe stood up with a sneer, kicked Wu Qingqian hard, and then slowly walked towards Qi Weibian.

"Do you still think you are the aloof Qi Weibian from before? I can kill you now, and you still want to resist me?"

"Originally I wanted to bully your beloved woman in front of you, but now, your face is really uncomfortable."

Song Cihe walked up to Qi Wei, looked down at the disdainful Crimson Blood Sect Master with trashy eyes, and immediately stepped heavily on his head.

"Song Cihe, you fucking bastard!"

Hearing this voice, Song Cihe turned back indifferently and said to Lu Linxi: "Young Master, don't be impatient, it will be your turn soon!"

As he spoke, he stomped on Qi Weibian's head several times. From the beginning to the end, Qi Weibian remained silent, but his face was covered with blood.

Looking at this scene, Wu Qingqian felt her heart aching, and two lines of tears fell down her cheeks.

Since joining the Eight Gates of the Ghost Realm, she has never shed tears in front of others. She has successfully taken over as the leader of the Ye You Gate Gate, and she has never shown her vulnerable side when training the fresh blood who had just joined the Eight Gates of the Ghost Realm.

She is a big shot in the Eight Sects of the Ghost Realm, but she is also an ordinary woman. She will be happy when others praise her appearance, angry when Lu Linxi insinuates that she is old, and angry when the person she likes notices her feelings.

She is secretly happy, but also secretly angry because of that person's incomprehensible style. She can assume a variety of faces, but what she likes most is the smile on her original face. She can chat and laugh with everyone in the door from top to bottom, but

Only in front of that one person will she reveal her tenderness and sweetness.

How could she not know that Qi Weibian spoke out against Song Cihe to protect her, but seeing the always proud man being humiliated like this, she felt even more uncomfortable than if she had died.

Lu Linxi was already furious when he saw this situation.

He would not be reconciled to being killed by Qi Weibian, but he would admit it. After all, he was indeed superior in skills. But he would never admit it when Song Cihe drugged him to death, especially after seeing how shameless this person was after he succeeded.

After the act.

He only regrets that he didn't kill Song Cihe before, so now he can only see him being lawless here.

At this moment, Lu Ping said indifferently: "Have you thought about the consequences?"

Song Cihe's feet stopped at this moment. He looked at Lu Ping teasingly and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Oh?"

"You can't control the eight gates of the Ghost Realm, just like you can never reach the seventh level. From the beginning to the end, you are not the material." Lu Ping said calmly, "How can a ball of mud be supported up the wall?"

Plain words are often the most hurtful. Song Cihe was already very satisfied, but when he was aroused by these words, he suddenly felt an unknown fire in his heart. He said coldly: "If you want to die so much, I will help you first."

Although he said this, he did not approach Lu Ping, but distanced himself step by step. Compared with the previous shameless bullying of Qi Weibian, his actions at this time were much more cautious.

Lu Ping said indifferently: "Why, don't you dare to take action?"

Song Cihe had retreated ten feet away from Lu Ping and said with a grin: "Who doesn't know that your Kung Fu is unique, Lu Ping? I don't dare to touch you at will."

Lu Ping said indifferently: "You don't even have this courage, and you still want to sit as the head of the sect?"

If it were Lu Ping in normal times, Song Cihe would not dare to confront him in terms of words, and would only do his job well. But the situation is different now, so he retorted unceremoniously: "

Without me, how could you have sat in the position of chief sect leader for so long?"

"I am in charge of the business between the Eight Sects of the Ghost Realm and those big forces. Without me, how could the Eight Sects of the Ghost Realm have developed into this situation? No one among the Eight Sects of the Ghost Realm can do it as smoothly as I do.

"Song Cihe stepped back, pointing to his face as if recommending, and said, "I am more suitable than any of you to manage the eight sects of the Ghost Realm, but none of you are willing to regard me as a competition for the position of the chief sect leader.

By."

Lu Ping's tone remained calm: "I said, you can't control the Eight Gates of the Ghost Realm."

"But you actually have such ambitions, and you actually have such easy-to-use poison in your hands..." Lu Ping's eyes gradually became sharper, and he stared at Song Cihe and said, "Who did you collude with?"

"Or...who is taking advantage of you."

Song Cihe did not deny it and said: "It's just using each other. Haven't you been using each other with him before?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone who knew the inside story of the Zhongzhou Incident changed their expressions.

During the Zhongzhou Incident that year, several sect masters from the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain came and left quietly. Almost no one noticed that they had been there, but their actions in the dark were the reason why Qiu Fengchun was able to control Zhongzhou City so quickly.

important reasons.

Lu Ping and Qiu Fengchun have always had a certain connection. To be precise, the Eight Gates of the Ghost Realm and the Way of Heaven

The alliance itself has some kind of connection.

Although the Eight Sects of the Ghost Domain is an absolutely powerful organization in the dark night, in the eyes of the Tiandao Alliance, which can be called half of the human world, it cannot compete with it. If the Tiandao Alliance is determined, within a few months, the Eight Sects of the Ghost Domain will

The foundation of the human world for hundreds of years will inevitably fall apart. Therefore, the chief sect of the Eight Sects of the Ghost Domain of a certain generation reached a deal with the leader of the Tiandao Alliance of that era. As long as the Eight Sects of the Ghost Domain do not harm nature, the Tiandao Alliance will never do anything against them.

After he started, a certain year after that, Qianji Pavilion appeared in the human world.

However, time has passed and this agreement has been forgotten by both parties, intentionally or unintentionally. However, as long as the leaders of both parties are willing, they can still maintain contact. Lu Ping is an example of someone who has a deep connection with the Tiandao Alliance.

Lu Ping sighed and said, "That's enough."

Although he admires Qiu Fengchun and has certain ambitions for the Tiandao League, he is very aware of the dangers of Qiu Fengchun and also knows that it is impossible for the Eight Sects of the Ghost Realm to interfere with the Tiandao League. So Qiu Fengchun wants to take a step forward, and he is not stingy

Yu pushed him so that the Eight Gates of the Ghost Realm could gain greater benefits, but at the same time he did not participate in the real affairs of the Tiandao Alliance, and he also used his own tricks to prevent Qiu Fengchun from infiltrating the Eight Gates of the Ghost Realm.

Now it seems that he still missed something. At least he didn't know when Qiu Fengchun got in touch with Song Cihe and further amplified his ambitions.

Song Cihe is already a little crazy now. He is willing to be crazy and enjoys it crazyly. Perhaps in his heart, as long as he is crazy for a while, he will aspire to the peak of the eight powers of the Ghost Realm.

His control over the business of Guiyu Bamen is indeed excellent, but he thinks of his own interests first, and then the interests of Guiyu Bamen.

This is the real reason why Lu Ping will use him, but will not really reuse him.

"Do you really think you can still control everything?" Song Cihe looked at Lu Ping with a sneer. At this time, he was already twenty or thirty meters away from Lu Ping. After making sure that Lu Ping had no way to hurt him, he triumphantly gave up.

Throwing away the small medicine bottle in his hand, "Do you know who gave me this 'Drunken Autumn Wind'?"

Before everyone could react, he answered the question for everyone: "This bottle of 'Drunken Autumn Wind' is an excellent work of our old master of the Cuihan Sect. Unfortunately, there is only one bottle, and only he knows the recipe."

Having said this, Song Cihe looked in the direction of Lu Linxi and Bei Mingxiu: "Speaking of which, you were able to kill that old poisonous creature. I have to say that you are more difficult to deal with than I thought."

Lu Linxi sneered: "You think too highly of him."
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