The people in the Demon Cult are cruel and bloodthirsty, but in Su Zhan's view, the people in the Wulin League are not willing to give in too much.
It's just that the people in the Wulin League are more hypocritical than the people in the Demon Cult.
Su Zhan has lived in Changliu Mountain for more than a year and has long been familiar with the terrain here.
Although people in Jianghu are informal, there are always hierarchies no matter where they are. Su Zhan can conclude that the best areas in Changliu Mountain will definitely be reserved for the powerful sects.
Moreover, these sects have their own flags. Su Zhan only needs to look around to know where the Qingfeng Sword Sect is stationed.
The Qingfeng Sword Sect is stationed in Changliu Mountain. Tomorrow will be the battle of Jiange, so no one will go to bed with arrogance.
It's not a big deal if I didn't get the secret of Jiange. If I was wiped on the neck by an enemy while I was sleeping, I would die in peace.
The lights were bright, and the dishes and chopsticks were overturned to the ground. A dark and fat dwarf with an angry face whipped the servant with his whip, "You bastard, you fooled me with food that even pigs don't eat.
I think you all don’t want to live anymore.”
"Master, have mercy on me, Master, have mercy on me." The servant, who was beaten with blood on his body, begged for mercy in panic.
In the wilderness, this is the most exquisite food they can find.
The dwarf was impatient to listen to their explanation, and asked him to say that these servants are just cheap, and they will be itchy if they are not beaten.
After beating for a while, the short man noticed that the man under him gradually stopped wailing, so he stopped and impatiently asked the people outside the door to carry the servant's body out.
The guards outside the door were not surprised and dragged the person out, wrapped him in a mat and threw him into the wild.
"It's a despicable life to be so unbeaten." The dwarf's face was full of anger. He put the bloody whip on the table and planned to go back to bed.
But at the moment when he was about to take off his clothes, the light of the sword suddenly appeared, and blood spurted out from his neck.
Su Zhan glanced coldly at the corpse on the ground, and the whole person was hidden in the darkness and disappeared.
In less than half an hour, a cry of surprise came from the Qingfeng Sword Sect, and a moment later, a voice filled with countless sorrow and indignation resounded through the forest.
Seeing the tragic death of his only son, the leader of the Qingfeng Sword Sect almost went crazy. Due to physical reasons, he could no longer have his own heirs.
In other words, the short fat man was his only flesh and blood.
Ancient people had a terrifying obsession with passing on their descendants. The loss of such a precious egg means that they have no descendants. Such a blow is enough to make an ambitious person go crazy on the spot.
Why is he working so hard? Isn't it just to let his son inherit his property and let their family pass it on from generation to generation?
If he has worked hard all his life and the person who finally takes over his property is an outsider who is not related to him by blood, the leader of the Qingfeng Sword Sect will say that he will climb out of the coffin even if he dies.
The sect owner, who was already going crazy, felt like he was struck by lightning when he saw the sword marks on his son's neck.
The sword is the first of all weapons. There are countless people in the world who learn swordsmanship, but there are only a few people who can deceive him and kill his son.
Jiange first ruled out, what is the status of Jiange? To put it bluntly, Qingfeng Sword Sect is well-known in the world, but he does not have the face to let the people from Jiange secretly assassinate an unknown person like his son.
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The remaining masters of swordsmanship eliminated the ones that had nothing to do with him one by one. Finally, he determined the target and shouted every word with tears, "Qiu Jiujian, you are going too far. From now on, I will fight with you."
The situation is irreconcilable."
Qiu Jiujian is a master of swordsmanship from the Demon Sect. What a coincidence is that this is the man who became the leader of the Qingfeng Sword Sect back then.
Qiu Jiujian, the demon sect's left envoy, has great martial arts skills. He cannot afford to offend a small Qingfeng Sword Sect, otherwise he would not have chosen to swallow his anger and pretend not to know what happened.
But in the end, he didn't even have a son anymore. In this case, there was no need to endure it anymore.
Qiu Jiujian killed his own son, so he would pay back double the amount and kill those two bastards.
The leader of the Qingfeng Sword Sect raised his sword angrily and rushed towards the place where the two bastards lived.
At the same time, in the Demon Sect, Qiu Jiujian is a middle-aged man who carries a long sword on his back and has sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. Compared to the short, fat and dark-skinned leader of the Qingfeng Sword Sect, who has a face as sinister as his son, he is more graceful and graceful.
"What did you say?" Qiu Jiujian frowned, "The second son of the leader of the Qingfeng Sword Sect is dead?"
"Yes, Ambassador Zuo." The messenger's face was full of gloating. As long as the righteous people suffer, their demon sect is happy.
"Do you know who committed the murder?" Qiu Jiujian was alert. Now was the critical moment. Something like this suddenly happened, and he suddenly had a bad omen in his heart.
Unexpectedly, after he asked this question, the demon sect believer who sent the message was even more shocked than he was: "Zuo Shi, wasn't it you who did it?"
Qiu Jiujian shook his head and asked with some confusion, "I haven't left this place all day today, how can I kill someone."
The Demonic Cult member scratched his head and said honestly, "But the people below came to report, saying that the leader of the Qingfeng Sword Sect was distraught on the spot. He even shouted that you were the murderer of his son, and finally walked away with his sword in a menacing manner."
"It's ridiculous, what kind of thing is he? I don't have the free time to kill his son." In Qiu Jiujian's heart, the leader of the Qingfeng Sword Sect was just an unjust person who helped him raise his son and daughter, and he was not worthy of publicity.
To be honest, Qiu Jiujian has always been complacent. He slept with someone else's wife and asked that person to help him raise his son and daughter. This was simply one of the most glorious deeds in his life.
Suddenly, he seemed to realize something, and his face became serious. "Wait a minute, where did you say he went with the sword in such a menacing manner?"
The demon sect member replied, "It seems that he went to the residence of his other two children. Maybe he was afraid that someone would kill his other two children again."
"Not good." Qiu Jiujian exclaimed in his heart. After contacting him again, he immediately understood that the leader of the Qingfeng Sword Sect already knew that the two children were not his biological flesh and blood.
In addition, he wholeheartedly believed that he had killed his son, and the leader of the Qingfeng Sword Sect was about to explode into the rhythm of the small universe.
Qiu Jiujian exploded in an instant. He was in his forties, and he only had this pair of children. If something happened to them, wouldn't he also have to cut off his descendants?
Even though Qiu Jiujian is a member of the Demon Sect, what happened to the Demon Sect? Why are you still discriminating against the Demon Sect? Don’t they care about their children?
Qiu Jiujian left in a hurry. He was so flustered that he didn't realize that the corner of the devil's cultist's mouth curled up in a strange arc.
