Chapter 1910

Wangshu didn't go to find childe Ziwei for a long time. Childe Ziwei finally couldn't sit still. After understanding Wangshu's position from his subordinates, he immediately rushed there with people.

This is a medium-sized city. People holding ghost tears are here. All cities are very chaotic.

Childe Ziwei searched for a long time before he found someone in a teahouse.

He took people up. The situation in the teahouse was a little stiff.

Wang Shu leaned against the window, and Shi Sheng sat there drinking tea with his legs cocked. Opposite them were Huayang miracle doctor and Ruan Zhimo and several strange Jianghu people. Childe Ziwei first saw the sword held by one of the Jianghu people.

The whole body of ghost cry is dark. It is called ghost cry because it will make a very strange sound when waving.

Huayang miracle doctor and those Jianghu people are in opposition, while Wang Shu and Shi Sheng are completely like watching a play.

This is what happened in the teahouse.

Wangshu and Shi Sheng went to the teahouse first. Later, Huayang miracle doctor, Ruan Zhimo and the man with mask also came. Something must happen when they meet on a narrow road.

When Huayang miracle doctor saw Shi Sheng, he remembered what Shi Sheng had done to his apprentice in Wufeng mountain before. He also saw Shi Sheng's lighthearted demeanor and no one in his eyes. He was angry somehow.

Before Shi Sheng started, the Jianghu people holding ghost cry came out of the box, so the current situation was formed.

Now another group of people came up, and the atmosphere became more dignified.

"People from Ziwei villa will also come to intervene?" Doctor Huayang stared at childe Ziwei with a bad look.

Childe Ziwei looked past the Huayang miracle doctor and fell on Wangshu. He paused for a few seconds and turned his eyes back to the Huayang miracle doctor again. "Senior, I'm worried. I'm not interested in ghost crying."

Huayang miracle doctor remained vigilant, "then I don't know what's the matter with Childe Ziwei here?"

The reputation of Ziwei villa is well known by Huayang miracle doctor, especially the Ziwei childe who became famous at an early age.

He appears here now, just as ghosts cry here.

He said he was not interested in ghost crying, and doctor Huayang naturally didn't believe it.

Ziwei villa is both good and evil in the Jianghu. It's not surprising that he did anything.

"Find someone."

The vision of Huayang miracle doctor immediately fell on Wangshu. He didn't know what the relationship between the two people was, but it was obvious that the two people in Wufeng mountain had a relationship. At this time, he said he could only come to find someone.

Ruan Zhimo's eyes kept turning around among them. She looked heavy and didn't know what she was thinking.

Anyway, the hostess has collapsed. She must have no good idea.

Shi Sheng pondered whether to cut or not for a while.

Cut it... In case it's not worth it like last time.

If you don't cut it, you feel itchy again.

It's hard to choose.

Childe Ziwei nodded slightly to the miracle doctor Huayang and looked straight at Wangshu, "no shadow, is niyuan there?"

The topic suddenly turned to Wangshu. The person holding ghost cry over there immediately withdrew back.

Huayang doctor noticed his intention and immediately shouted, "Zhimo, stop him!"

The words of Ziwei childe and Huayang miracle doctor sounded almost at the same time, the sound of weapon collision sounded instantly, tables, chairs and tea cups broke and flew around.

The man who held the ghost cry seemed to kill his red eyes, roar and chop indiscriminately. There were many people in Ziwei villa, and unfortunately he was killed, so the scene was even more chaotic.

When the war spread, Shi Sheng jumped down from the second floor with Wangshu in his arms. Childe Ziwei followed and fell opposite them.

People on the street were looking at the teahouse. When they saw someone coming down, they retreated one after another and looked at them curiously and vigilantly.

"Shadowless, is Ni yuan with you?" Childe Ziwei asked again.

Wangshu broke away from Shi Sheng's arms and stood in front of Shi Sheng with a slight side of his body. He was filled with a touch of playfulness, "so what?"

"Give it to me." There was a touch of condensation in the tone of Childe Ziwei.

Wang Shu laughed twice. "Our bet is that whoever gets Ni yuan first loses. Now I get Ni yuan. Why should I give it to you?"

"When you get the niyuan sword, you will end up like the man above." Childe Ziwei said coldly, "you can't control Ni yuan sword."

A wisp of evil spirit flashed at the bottom of Wangshu's eyes, and the smile on his face deepened. "It's my son's business to control niyuan sword. Should Ziwei fulfill his gambling agreement now?"

Childe Ziwei frowned. Yu Guang swept to Shi Sheng, who was blocked by Wangshu. He was a little clear in his heart.

Childe Ziwei pondered for a moment, "what do you want?"

"I heard that there is a jade bamboo in Ziwei villa. How about exchanging it?" Wangshu hardly thought and said the conditions very quickly.

Childe Ziwei frowned slightly.

After a long time, he said, "OK."

Childe Ziwei felt a reduced version of bamboo from his sleeve, "niyuan sword."

Looking at the corner of his lips, "I'm sure I won't take that kind of thing with me. Give me the jade bamboo, and I'll tell you where the niyuan sword is."

Ziwei childe suddenly clenched Yuzhu, "how do I know if what you said is true or false?"

Wangshu said indifferently, "believe it or not, there is no loss for my son."

Childe Ziwei seemed to be measuring. His look changed. After a long time, he threw the jade bamboo to Wangshu. The jade bamboo fell in a parabola from the air and was about to fall into Wangshu's hand. Suddenly, a man fell next to him, and the jade bamboo was just caught by her.

The man rolled around the ground, hit the shop behind and stopped.

Wangshu and childe Ziwei swept over there at the same time. However, at this time, the teahouse in the rear made a loud noise, and the whole teahouse collapsed. Then several figures rushed out of the dust and fell on the street.

"Ah!"

The crowd scattered screaming, while some people came retrograde and gradually gathered around.

These people are people in the Jianghu who cry at ghosts.

"Kill you!" The person holding the ghost cry looked ferocious. The ghost cry sword was full of blood, dripping to the ground.

He roared, holding the ghost cry, and cut at the nearest man.

Shi Sheng moved to a safe position and watched Wangshu and Ziwei childe besiege Ruan Zhimo.

Yes, Ruan Zhimo was the one who robbed Yuzhu just now.

She seemed to like the jade bamboo very much. Even if she was embarrassed at this time, she didn't plan to hand it over.

Wangshu's face was gloomy. Shi Sheng had been with him for so long that he hardly showed such a side. He smiled most of the time and couldn't be narcissistic.

Ruan Zhimo rushed out of the encirclement of Wangshu and Ziwei childe, stumbled down to the masked man and quickly stuffed the jade bamboo to him.

The man seemed stunned and turned to hold Ruan Zhimo tightly.

Shi Sheng flew to Wangshu with an iron sword, tilted his head and asked, "I want it very much?"

"It's for you." Wangshu road.

For her?

Grass!

You dare to rob the lady who gave it to me!!

We must get it back!

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