Black clouds came over the city, heavy rain stopped suddenly, strong winds rose, but the sky was dark and dull in the afternoon. The dark clouds collided with each other, as if they were ready to rub their hands, and whispered to discuss how to brew a greater bloody storm!

Leng Wuqing looked up at the sky and murmured: "I only know now that the scenes of Prison Immortal Palace and Sword Net are just a prelude. The real dramas must be performed by Pili Hall and Yuwen Liuyue."

Dugu Liancheng said: "The drama of Prisoner Palace in the northwest has ended, but the night of Jianwang has just begun."

Leng Wuqing frowned: "You still want to kill Yan Qing?"

Dugu Liancheng snorted: "Can you still want to help him?"

Leng Wuqing shook his head and said, "Whether Pili Hall exists or dies, I should go back to Suzhou City. If you want to kill him in the future, I will not be able to help you."

"Hmph, you know what you know."

"but……"

"But what?"

"But even if I can't help him, others will come to help him."

Dugu Liancheng wanted to know why, but he seemed to have an answer in his heart. After a long silence, he finally led the killer of the sword net to land on the other side of the city wall. He wanted to wait for another night, because there was still one night when the bloody fifteenth day of the first lunar month passed...

Leng Wuqing sighed in a long booing voice. He was very tired, especially those annoying trivial matters related to friendship. How good is Wuqing? The red knife came in, the white knife came out, the killing people, and the task was completed. He was not afraid of scolding or gossiping, and quietly became a mute.

But mute is not a fool. When a friend is bullied, he always has to go up to help.

"I helped him this time, and I will only owe him five lives." Leng Wuqing smiled bitterly, waved his sleeves and uttered a single word:

"Split!"

A gust of wind blew, and the buds bloomed on the branches, and suddenly there were several afterimages left, without a trace of white clothes.

...

The iron gate of the city wall was already covered with holes by shells, and floods rushed in, and the impact and tension broke the iron gate to a shaky shaking.

"Boom!" The last shell remembered that the iron gate could no longer withstand the pressure from all parties, and moved it straight to the ground with a "clang".

The flood surging in, and in a moment, water about one meter high had already emerged in the city wall. At this time, the bamboo raft also slowly drove in from the city gate. After no hindrance of wind and rain, the eight gods of magic cannons were pushed in front one after another.

The entrance to the bunker was closed, and those who could come out had fled out, while those trapped in the bunker were not sure of their lives.

After a series of explosions just now, the mentality of these individual tourists in the martial arts world has become a little erratic. They are poisonous snakes that are trending by interests. If they are in pain, they may bite them back.

Yuwen Liuyue cared very much and asked Du Sha on the side quietly: "How many people were entering the bunker?"

Du Sha looked at the crowd and said, "There are nearly 800 people, but now when you look roughly, only more than 600 people escaped."

"No wonder their hearts were shaken..." Yuwen Liuyue lowered her head and murmured, pursing her lips and thinking about something.

People's hearts are shaken, haze is suppressed, and there is a turbid flood everywhere. It is difficult not to compromise even if you are good at the right time and place.

Finally, some people could not withstand the invisible pressure and shouted to leave. For a moment, most of the people responded to the call, and they put their knives away and thought of ways to leave here.

"Young Master, are we just watching them leave?"

Yuwen Liuyue shook his head and suddenly grinned. He had a plan in his mind. He jumped to everyone in two steps, cleared his throat and said first: "Don't rush to leave first, heroes and heroes, I'm not talented. It's the initiator of the condemnation of Pili Hall, the third son of the Yuwen family in Yangzhou, Yuwen Liuyue!"

Yuwen Liuyue may be few people in the world, but the reputation of the Yuwen family is one of the five major families in the world. Who doesn’t know it, and who doesn’t know it?

After his introduction, everyone was in a state of uproar. At this moment, someone suddenly heard someone ask: "The Yuwen family thinks it is mainly about doing business. Is it because the young master initiated this siege to do business?"

Another person also said, "As far as I know, this Pili Hall is full of gunpowder business. If the Yuwen family wants to destroy Pili Hall, is it because they are competing for gunpowder business with him?!"

"Huh? Could it be that the reward order for the inn Pili Hall was posted by the Yuwen family? - The Yuwen family has always been open and honest. Is it now that it is also privately engaged in black business?"

"I always feel that we are being used as a chess piece... Since Mr. Yuwen is present, I will give you a reasonable explanation today!"

The individual tourists in the world are not stupid either. They must be smart enough to survive in the troubled times of the northwest. They are very aggressive when they say everything, as if they are asking Yuwen Liuyue’s sins.

Du Sha, Su Zhen and dozens of blue-clothed swordsmen jumped forward to protect Yuwen about June 2016. Then Su Zhen scolded him:

"Where are so many tantrums? Our Yuwen family has always been open-minded in business. What are you selfish speculations about?"

Su Zhen's cry alone scared the group of people back two steps, which shows the shock!

Yuwen Liuyue called him and said to everyone with a smile: "Don't misunderstand, this Pili Hall is really a very evil. My Yuwen family's northwest goods must pass by here. This Pili Hall uses the power of a local snake to hijack it again and again. We can't bear it anymore and then we launched a call to remove the cancer in the northwest!"

After this explanation, the individual visitors also had some opinions that the Pili Hall did a lot of evil in the northwest. But even so, they still wanted to leave here, which shows that it was thankless to attack the Pili Hall, and it was not worth losing their life just for the five hundred taels of silver.

At this time, Yuwen Liuyue called them again and said, "Don't hurry to leave first. There is a business to do with you below, and you will definitely be interested!" As he said that, he whispered a few more words to his side. Su Zhen nodded and responded, and turned around and didn't know where to go.

Soon Su Zhen returned to his side, holding a small red box in his hand, and a large golden lock was hung on it!

Yuwen Liuyue took the box, and the internal force in his palm slapped the golden lock with a "bang" sound - "Click!" The lock as big as a fist was shattered!

Good palm power! When everyone exclaimed, they yearned for the things contained in this box, which must be extremely precious, right?

Yuwen Liuyue smiled softly, put his fingers into the box and picked up a piece of thin paper!

"What is this?" There were many discussions around, but some people recognized this object and exclaimed: "This... this is a silver note!"

"Haha... It seems that there are people with discerning eyes here," Yuwen Liuyue first applauded, and then faced the bill to everyone, explaining: "Silver bills are the symbol of the merchants of my Yuwen family. This bill is equivalent to five hundred taels of silver! Anyone who holds a silver bill can exchange more silver in my Yuwen family's money house!"

Another smart man said happily: "San Master Yuwen, is this going to pay us wages?"

Yuwen Liuyue reached out and pulled out a large stack of neat silver notes, stroked it, and said heroically: "The smallest stack of silver notes is 500 taels per piece, and the largest one is 10,000 taels per piece," he said as he changed his mind and shook his head, "But this is not the salary I give you, but the bargaining chip I use for trading. I only have partners here, and there is no servant who helps me say - do you think?"

The charm of money shines brightly. The purpose of their visit to the northwest is to make money. Now it is real money, and you can get at least 500 taels of money!

** Begins to burn! For a moment, no one wants to say the word "leave". "Sir, don't keep it in hiding, hurry up and do business!" Someone is even urging.

Yuwen Liuyue smiled and said, "Then I will say clearly that as long as you stay and help me destroy this Pili Hall, each person will give me a silver note of 500 taels. And those who hold the heads of the Pili Hall in their hands will add 500 taels. I said, this business is done with me, not with the inn. If you receive the reward here, you can go to the shopkeeper of the inn again!" He paused and added, "You don't have to worry about this bunker. If you want to do it, you must pry open the bunker and rush in and kill him without leaving any armor!"

Speaking of this, he placed the silver notes in the wooden box, patted the wooden box and said, "You can kill more and you will get more. If you take more heads, I will also reward an additional silver notes of ten thousand taels... In short, after the matter is done, all the 500,000 taels of silver notes in this box are yours, and I will not leave any money!"

The business is so clear, and the temptation is so great. Now you can't drive away these individual tourists who regard wealth as their lives. They draw out their swords and polish them on the stone walls of the city walls, looking as greedy as butchers. But the butchers slaughter animals, while the people they will kill are people.
Chapter completed!