The Guard Pavilion was originally a temporary warehouse used by Qi Bong to escort goods. Although it is not what it used to be, it can be seen from the luxurious interior decoration that Qi Bong has done a great job. Even such a temporary warehouse is The decoration of the entrance is extremely exquisite.

Being in the same room, Na Mao Zhen seemed out of place with some other people.

Although he doesn't talk much, a look or a move from him can make others obey his instructions. Of course, except Mao Lie, he will occasionally give him a few lessons.

His tone may seem gentle and simple, but this old-fashioned Mao Lie always seems to be deliberately hiding something, and these Jinggans know it very well.

After some insignificant boasting and praise, Jingqian couldn't sit still, because except for Mao Lie, the faces of everyone present were not very good-looking.

The man named Tun Thief showed murderous intent. He was always leaning on the door panel and playing with the strange hidden weapons in his hands. He gestured skillfully, as if he was always on guard.

Even in such an environment, Jingqian had to pretend to be calm and listen to what Mao Lie was saying to him, while Mao Zhen kept staring at Jingqian.

About half an hour later, there was a sudden rush of footsteps outside the door. Mao Lie temporarily stopped talking and instructed Shuang Ling to open the door.

At this time, Tun Thief also took tighter precautions, while Mao Zhen took the carved puppet back into his arms. The room was almost so quiet that he could hear his own breathing.

At this moment, the footsteps outside the door seemed to be getting closer and closer, sometimes disappearing and sometimes speeding up.

Suddenly Mao Lie grinned, looked at Mao Zhen, and said, "It should be brothers..."

Before he could say this, he was blocked by Mao Zhen with a fierce look.

However, their next stunt shocked Jing Qian even more. When the footsteps approached the door, Jing Qian had already reached the point where he did not dare to breathe, and the brothers looked like dead people, without even the slightest sound of breathing.

Fearing that something had gone wrong, Mao Zhen suddenly looked at Jing Qian, pointed at the linen cloth placed on the table and chair, then wiped his neck with one hand, indicating to Jing Qian to seal his mouth with the linen cloth.

As soon as Jing Gan shut his mouth, he saw a crowd of people outside the door, and the brothers also put their hands on their lower backs.

At this extremely critical moment, the person outside the door stopped and made a gesture outside the door in the moonlight.

After feeling extremely nervous, they thought someone else was coming, but it turned out that it was their subordinate who had just been deployed back from Bazaar Town.

Mao Zhen breathed a sigh of relief and lit the candle.

"Aoko is ready?"

"Ready!"

After hearing that the weapons and weapons were complete, Mao Zhen was willing to sit back down.

At this time, one of them who had just arrived said in a complaining tone: "Boss, isn't this a bone sickle? They asked us to come all the way to Da Qingzi. It's really hard to get it along the way!"

At this time, Mao Lie began to lecture again. He first untied the sack, and with a clang, poured out a dozen brightly sharpened broad knives.

He only picked up one of them, held it in his hand and made a few gestures, then looked at the blade carefully, looked at the brother just now with disdain and said: "You still bother me with this, and you don't want to think about the bone." The sickle is so thick that it won’t be able to exert its stamina by then!”

After being taught a lesson, the brother just scratched his head in shame, while Mao Lie was still very unforgiving. Just when he was about to nag him some more, Mao Zhen interrupted the conversation and patted the newly arrived brother on the shoulder and pointed. Jing Gan said: "People from the Central Plains are still young, so speak carefully!"

Sure enough, they were on guard, and Chuidian Jinggan knew more or less about these roads, but at this moment, they had to pretend not to know anything and returned the salute with cupped fists.

With both the broadswords prepared and the heads gathered, it seems that the brothers Three Souls and Seven Souls are determined to compete with the soul master this time.

But such a fight made Jing Qian feel that it was not worth it. He always valued heroes and recognized heroes, and he could not let such a few upright people lose their lives in vain.

"Hey! Brother, what are you thinking about?"

Before Jing Qian could spit out the words in his stomach, Mao Zhen had already noticed Jing Qian's confusion.

"No...it's nothing...it's just that it's a little inconvenient for me to stay here, right?"

Mao Zhen finally showed his kinder side. He said with a smile: "Now that I'm here, what's the inconvenience? I originally thought that this was the escort agency's own business and didn't want to involve innocent people, so I thought before I’ll send you away!”

Seeing that it was the stern Mao Zhen who had nothing to hide and told the story about the invitation, Jingqian finally found the fork in the road. He did not respond hastily, but pretended to be calm, leaned back in the back chair, and then slowly started talking. .

"Elder Huang has a group of subordinates like you, he should rest in peace."

"Brother, don't say that. Elder Huang treats us like brothers. Although he is the head of the Eight Pavilions, he has never shown any airs to us!"

As he said that, Mao Lie was also dragged in. He shook his head and continued to play with the broad knives. He seemed to have helplessness and said: "I won't mention it anymore! I won't mention it anymore! The more I mention it, the more uncomfortable it will be for us brothers. If it weren't for you After notifying the news, we may have been kept secret all this time!"

"Well, it seems that the soul master is really useless. If this continues, sooner or later the escort agency will be destroyed in his hands!"

"Isn't that right? I had a big quarrel with him in the Tongtian Hall during the day. The guy was hesitating and trying to get those weaklings together and became more energetic. What's even more hateful is that Dongdu, that old guy used to It can be said that he is Elder Huang’s symbiotic brother, and he just didn’t say a word in the hall!”

Mao Lie was quick to speak, and when he saw that Mao Zhen had let down his guard, he told Jing Qian everything about today's confrontation in the hall.

When Mao Zhen saw this, he immediately coughed twice. However, Mao Lie did not stop because of this. He cried and said angrily: "What are you afraid of? Tomorrow we will do it with real swords and guns. It's rare for an outsider to be able to do it." Listen to our feedback, if my brother leaves, he will still have a good reputation in the world!"

When it comes to life and death, even a dignified man of seven feet and a man of the world will still look like this after living a long life.

This is not because they are afraid of life and death, but because they also know that this will be a decisive battle with no expectations and no results.

Listening to these unfavorable words, Mao Zhen's face was obviously a little disappointed. He took out the unfinished sculpture in his arms and took a look at it, then secretly put it back into his arms without anyone noticing.

At this time, Jing Qian felt an unprecedented sadness in his heart. He silently looked at the few Jianghu people who were still deliberately pretending to be ruthless on the eve of the war, and suddenly felt the same.

God, please look at this world. Thieves are everywhere, ignoring laws and regulations, but leaving heroes with nowhere to go!

Jing Qian screamed in his heart more than once, and Mao Zhen accidentally caught a little bit of his emotions.

When he walked towards Jingqian with a cold face, Jingqian looked extremely anxious, but he saw that Mao Zhen had no ill intentions. He just came over and slapped Jingqian on the chest with his fist, and said: "Look, you are not much older than me. I have never seen anyone as familiar as your eyes in this life. If my second brother was still alive, he should be your age!"

Jing Qian seemed even more at a loss. He didn't know how to comfort Mao Zhen, and Mao Zhen seemed to see Jing Qian's loss. Then he clasped his fists and said, "May I ask your surname? What's your name?"

"I...? Ma Jingqian!"

When Jing Qian said his name, he still regretted whether he had revealed himself too early, but when Mao Zhen said the next sentence, he no longer thought so.
Chapter completed!