The Yunhua Building was empty and the tabletops were clean and neatly tidy. The guests had been dispersed for a long time, and the guys had already received the rewards.

Ma Mingshao checked the account book behind the counter. Suddenly, he saw Chang Sihao carrying a man covered in blood and throwing it in with a "bang", and was shocked.

Qin Juexiang's face was gloomy at the door: "Notify Chen Zhibin and let the musket team break into pieces. Two quarters of an hour later, gather outside the Baijian League headquarters." Ma Mingshao was shocked and suspicious: "Young Master..." Qin Juexiang glared at his eyes: "Do," Ma Mingshao said: "Yes," left the account book and turned around and went out.

Chen Shengyi came over and said, "Who is this?"

Chang Sihao said, "Fake Yuan Liangyu," Chen Sheng took a breath, held up Xia Zenghui's chin and looked at it, with his eyebrows entangled: "Old Xia," Qin Juexiang glanced at him and said, "Brother, wait a moment, and Junior Brother, change his clothes," and turned around.

Chang Sihao briefly said the matter and said, "We go to the Hundred Swords Alliance to confront them. If the matter is true, we will fight with them." Chen Sheng was stunned for a moment and suddenly said, "Xiaohao, you have been fooled. If Xia Zenghui is really a member of the Hundred Swords Alliance, how could he kill Shen Yuanqi?"

Chang Sihao was stunned when he heard this, and saw Xia Zenghui laughing and said, "Outsiders see that our alliance is a solid piece. In fact, there are factions inside. Shen Yuanqi is from the Yuan tribe, and he is one with Luo Chengyuan and Luo Hulu uncle and nephew. Their root is Luo Chengkong, the northern Xuantian Great Sword, and the Hundred Swords League, and the second Luo led the entire alliance with martial arts. It has a great impact on the status of General Jing. Since I have this condition to remove one of their arms and keep the opportunity in front of me, how can I not take action?"

Chang Sihao said coldly: "You are a member of his faction today,"

Xia Zenghui said: "That's right,"

At this time, Qin Juexiang changed his official uniform and boots and was walking down the stairs. Chang Sihao raised his head and said, "Juexiang, we are fooled,"

This made Xia Zenghui stunned.

Qin Juexiang slowed down: "How to say it," Chang Sihao said: "When I was in Shanxi, I met Shen Yuanqi ambushing Liao Gushi in the forest. At that time, I heard from Mr. Liao that he was never a person who was a man of the underworld. Unfortunately, he was wrong with Jing Wenzhong. This shows that Shen Yuanqi is from Jing Wenzhong, but this person surnamed Xia said that he is from Erluo of Yuan tribe, and it is obviously all fabricated."

Qin Juexiang's expression was not moving, Xia Zenghui laughed again, Chang Sihao said, "Your lie has been exposed, why are you still laughing?" Xia Zenghui said, "I laugh at you as a black guy, simple-minded," Chang Sihao said, "You are about to die, but you are still stubborn, Xia Zenghui sneered, "Liao Gushi is a little hairy child who likes to go alone. Everything is only on the surface, and how can you understand what faction? Erluo asked Shen Yuan to pretend to be in the future. Director Jing has long seen that the personnel in the alliance are complicated, and it is not something you, a stern swordsman, can you think of. It is my fault that you are unlucky. Come on, let me give you a good time."

Chang Sihao's face froze and he fell silent again. The factional problems in the Hundred Swords Alliance were really hard to say. When he first arrived in the capital, Gao Yang urged Luo Hulu and himself to do it in the sword pavilion. Changsun Xiaochi also said that because Erluo was pressing on him, Gao Yang could not stand up, so he only took up the position of a swordsman. He didn't feel anything at that time. Thinking about it now, it was obvious that he was not in harmony with Erluo. Luo Hulu lost while walking, and he drew his sword to force himself to compete with weapons. Originally, the people in his alliance should have persuaded him, but Jing Wenzhong encouraged him. Isn't this a joke about Erluo? Since these factions and struggles really exist, then Shen Yuan's affairs are not impossible.

Qin Juexiang took a few steps and pulled his arm, and his voice turned low: "It's not someone from the Hundred Swords Alliance. He can get the "Sword Cultivation Hall Record". If he didn't go back to destroy my Qin Mansion, there would be a cross hole on my uncle's head. Brother, he hasn't returned to hand over the order yet, and the alliance is not prepared. We rushed in and caught him off guard. After destroying his main hall, the monks would scatter. Now my brother is in official clothes. Brother, you are the emperor's brother, the marquis of a country. Who dares to make a rash? When the Hundred Swords Alliance falls, this capital will be ours."

Chang Sihao looked at him in surprise and couldn't speak with his mouth open.

Qin Juexiang waved his hand: "Old Uncle Chen stayed behind, others followed me."

The moon is cold and the wind is condensed, and the red lights in the capital under the night sky are lit, as dazzling and quiet as a sea of ​​stars.

Black shadows flowing across the wide street.

These people were covered in black, carrying muskets, armed crossbows, flying claws, ribs, short daggers, crossbody, long swords, fully armed, and had no sound when they acted. Under Chen Zhibin's flag-spoken command, they gathered in the same center.

When they were about a hundred steps away from the Hundred Swords Alliance, the flag fell and the figures disappeared without a trace. If they looked closely, they did not stop moving, but slowly touched in the shadows, and walked like insects.

Under the escort of six elite gunmen, Qin Juexiang appeared from the dark street. His face was half bright and half dark under the moonlight, and was as bright as a ghost. Ma Mingshao reported to him: "Report to Young Master, everything is ready," Qin Juexiang smiled like a night flower secretly: "Come on," he raised his head and steadily walked towards the main entrance of the Hundred Swords Alliance.

When the guard saw a small official walking around leisurely, he was a little puzzled. When he looked carefully, he immediately recognized it as Qin Juexiang and looked behind him. Chang Sihao, Ma Mingshao and others were even more familiar. They hurriedly went downstairs to greet him. One of them smiled and said, "It turns out to be Young Master Qin. You look like you wearing official uniforms, so people are really afraid to recognize you. Now that you are a thousand-household master, we have to congratulate you," Qin Juexiang smiled and said, "Well, what is my name? I am just a corpse-positioned meal. Today, a calf worships all over the world, and I am almost a rabbit master. If you want to survive, you have to rely on the support of your friends in all directions. Come on," Ma Mingshao smiled and took out two red envelopes from his arms, bowed and handed them.

The two guards thanked repeatedly, lowered their heads and reached out to take them. When they straightened their waists, they felt that the back of their heads were being pushed by a hard object. They looked back at the side of their eyes and turned into a black muzzle, and their necks suddenly froze.

"Young Master Qin, this is..."

Qin Juexiang smiled: "The Chinese New Year is all about festiveness. I heard that the firecrackers are the loudest. Do you want to listen?"

The two of them were straight and they shook their heads quickly.

Qin Juexiang said regretfully: "This is how I have never liked to force others to make things difficult. If others give me a face, I will definitely make others able to live a favor. Two, I, Uncle Zheng, are there now? Can you tell me?" One person said tremblingly: "At the leader is playing the sword pavilion and discussing affairs with the swords," Qin Juexiang asked: "How many people," the man said: "The three swordsmen of Xuan Yuanshi are there, and there are many,"

"oh……"

Qin Juexiang's eyelids slightly closed and he pulled up the long tone: "Walk," he raised his boots. When he entered the door first, Chang Sihao held Xia Zenghui and followed him. Ma Mingshao's fingers were connected and he stepped forward quickly. The second guard's middle finger was depressed and limped. Before he could fall to the ground, a warrior had already held it and dragged it away.

Chen Zhibin waved the flag, and the gunmen came across the wall and sneaked in silently. He passed Yangping and walked around the corridor and walked eastward. He quickly rushed towards the sword Pavilion like water flowing between the eaves.

When he arrived at the East Courtyard, the gunman dispersed, squatted forward and stood backward, and stood in a double row. He raised his guns and aimed forward, and his movements were neatly changed. Chang Sihao looked up and saw darkness between the first and second floors of the Brave Pavilion, and lights were shot out in one corner of the three floors, and Manglian Xingyu.

Qin Juexiang showed a slight smile on his face, thinking that the people in your alliance rely on their martial arts to be the best, so they are negligent in defense. They are so arrogant in the world. No matter how high the martial arts and the skillful swordsmanship are, how can they avoid my firearms?

He whispered to the six elite gunmen beside him: "I'll call you later. As long as you find a window paper leaking, or Zheng Tianxiao appears, you can aim immediately and shoot him to death."

When Chang Sihao heard this, he hurriedly said, "Why are you so anxious? You have to confront each other first..."

Suddenly, I heard a loud laugh from the pavilion, and someone said, "Is it Juexiang and Xiao Chang? The two nephews arrived here late at night, so why?" It was the voice of the leader of Alliance Zheng.

Qin Juexiang smiled and said, "Uncle Zheng, my nephew is about to discuss some things with you. In addition, he brought your old friend here. Look, do you still recognize him?" The six gunmen raised their guns and aimed at them, holding their breath.

The light window on the third floor did not move at all, and the voice of the Alliance Leader Zheng said, "Haha, since it is a matter of talking about things, why should you bring so many gunmen to surround me? Take that friend to the pavilion,"

Qin Juexiang was in a state of mind and shouted with hatred: "Zheng Tianxiao, don't pretend there. Today I will flatten your Hundred Swords Alliance, and you must know how powerful Xiao Qin is."

There was a silence in the pavilion, and suddenly I heard the sound of "Glala," the sound of the hinge, and the ground trembled. The body of the attic was slightly stumbled, and then it turned upwards. Dirt was scattered around, and a circle of square window holes appeared at the base of the building. At the same time, a metal sound of steel anvils colliding, and the muzzles of black holes of sea bowls stretched out.

The foundation of the building is divided into eight sides, with four cannons on each side, totaling thirty-two. The gun masks set all directions. Once fire is opened, all members of the Qin family will undoubtedly die.

When Chang Sihao heard the metal sound of the anvil being touched and the track was sliding, he felt familiar. He suddenly remembered that when he was walking with Luo Hu, he hit his feet because he was afraid of hitting him. When the building swayed, this sound appeared. At that time, he was afraid of internal injuries and was experiencing his own condition. He had never paid attention to it. Now, he probably had trembling at that time, causing them to slide a little in the track.

Qin Juexiang felt his head swelling, his eyes were as black as if he was pressed, and his ears were buzzing. He could not see or hear clearly. When the gunners saw the young master like this, they were panicked. They looked around and didn't know what to do.

The lights on the Sword Pavilion were all lit up in an instant, like an iron cage filled with charcoal, and the golden red intertwined, reflecting everyone's eyes. Luo Chengyuan's voice said: "The Qin family and others can put down their guns, so they can avoid death. Otherwise, once the cannon is opened, even if you are a god, you will still have no bones."

The gunmen were stunned for a moment, and Pili threw the gun to the ground. Qin Juexiang was furious: "Pick it up, pick it up for me." He reached out to his arms, pulled out the gun and was about to hit someone. Chang Sihao hurriedly threw Xia Zenghui, cut his arms and closed him, and shouted: "Juexiang, no,"

"Bang,"

The light windows on the third floor were wide open, and Zheng Zongzhu and Jing Wenzhong showed half of their bodies.

Qin Juexiang cursed: "I have the ability to fight to the death with Master Qin, what's the point of this?"

Jing Wenzhong smiled and said, "The sword family is all-round and can do everything. Of course, the learning of civil engineering is also included. This rotating cannon foundation of Jiange is an immature exercise in my early years. My nephew also likes the ingenuity of the mechanism. I don't know how ingenious this design is," he said.

Listening to his ridicule, Chang Sihao felt disgusted. He thought that he always looked like the spring breeze and rain in the past, but now he carefully thought about it. Those are more of using soft words to achieve his own goals. Perhaps the sound is really right, perhaps it is really not in the world and it is too easy to hand over himself.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of "chi pulling" the crack of silk. It turned out that Xia Zenghui crawled forward with his elbows and knees and pulled his pants.
Chapter completed!