Chapter 1400

It's such a big mansion. The high-rise buildings soar into the sky. It's Chinese style. It looks very elegant.

It's night now, but the voices are boiling. Many people are still out drinking wine, talking and being polite.

This is Mr. 8000.

The people who can live in the house are the powerful clan nearby, and many people live outside. They can only go in on the day of 8000's birthday.

But it's OK to walk in at normal time.

No one in 8000's family ever dares to make trouble, so we won't worry about it.

Soon, four people came over and entered the house. The guard took a look. Although he didn't know him, he probably congratulated 8000, and he didn't stop him.

No one dares to make trouble in the eight thousand Lord's house.

Xu Zhendong went in smoothly. Although he didn't know the people, it was OK to say hello. Everyone was more easygoing.

"Ziwumen, nandoumen, bijizong, fengfengpai, cangyanzong..."

What Xu Zhendong pays special attention to is that the people here are from those sects, as well as those important representatives of the clan.

That's what we need to do.

And heard some people use their evil deeds to show off, this kind of person will always be remembered by Xu Zhendong, also from the death time is not far away.

Until late at night, people gradually leave and go back to the house to have a rest, while those who can't rest inside also gradually leave.

The four of Xu Zhendong have not left. They are ready to take action.

Xu Zhendong followed a drunk man into the room. He didn't seem to notice it. When he was about to get out of bed, he saw a man in the room.

"You... Why are you in my room? Am I blinded? " The man said drunkenly.

"In my eight thousand master's house, I'm waiting for a large number of disciples like you. Die for me!"

Having said that, the silver needle between the fingers flashed, silver light suddenly appeared, directly pierced the person's heart, let him dying, only a small hole.

Xu Zhendong immediately backed out and closed the door as if nothing had happened. He went to another room and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Inside came Jiao Di Di's voice, as if with intoxication.

"Servant of Mr. 8000, I've brought you sour soup." Xu Zhendong said calmly.

The man inside opened the door. She was a lady. She looked dignified and noble. She exuded the charm of a young woman. She was slightly drunk. Her eyes seemed to have a primitive desire.

"Little brother, you look pretty. I didn't expect you to have such a pretty little brother in your family. You can accompany your elder sister tonight and go home with her some other day."

After that, he pounced on Xu Zhendong and hugged him. Du Zui came to kiss him.

"Er..."

A dagger straight into the heart, she instantly sober up, can't believe looking at Xu Zhendong, and Xu Zhendong will take her to bed, cover the quilt, take a look.

"It's a beauty, but it's a pity."

Soon, Xu Zhendong stepped back and came to another room.

In this way, he quietly into the seven or eight rooms, are quietly killing.

The premise of this killing is that the cultivation should be under oneself, and guarantee to master the initiative in the room.

It's up to them to decide whether they want to live or die.

The four were drunk and came out like rotten ghosts. They kept talking about drinking and were drunk all over.

"Why did you come out now?" The guard was also a little strange, but seeing that the four were so drunk, he didn't say anything more.

Four people disappear in the guard line of sight, wake up immediately!

"How's it going? Is everything going well? " Asked Francis Kennedy, looking at the crowd.

"It's going well with me. I killed seven and survived three." Kong said.

"I have eight dead and one alive." Xu Zhendong said.

"I have five dead and four alive." Said Betty Caldwell.

Francis Kennedy nodded and said, "well, we just want to let people know that 8000 people did it. There will be a good play tomorrow. Let's go now."

The four left in a hurry and went home to sleep.

It's not dawn yet.

When a middle-aged man woke up in the middle of the night, he heard the crowing of chickens and half of his wine. He thought about lust for food and clothing. When he came out to the toilet, he took a look at the room next door.

The corner of his mouth showed a smile, walked over, knocked on the door, no response, directly pushed the door in.

"Cuihua, I'm coming!"

After that, he went to the bedside and rushed directly, only to find that the corner of Cuihua's mouth was cold.

"Ah... Cuihua, what's the matter with you?"

"Cuihua, Cuihua... Kill people!"

Before daybreak, the eight thousand master's house had found that someone had been killed, and suddenly became restless.

Many people got up one after another and came to see the situation.

"What's the matter? Last night was fine. Why did you die suddenly? It's a sword wound

A woman looked at the wound and said.

"Dead, dead!"

News came from the other side.

Everyone was deserted for a while, and there were dead people there.

"Dead, dead."

Another one died.

"I'm not dead here. I'm seriously injured. I'm still alive. The people in 8000's family moved their hands..."

All of a sudden, the frying pan broke.

Finally, someone didn't die, and clearly pointed out that it was the people of the eight thousand master's family who did it. They also said that they were inspired by the eight thousand master and the eight master.

This makes them very dissatisfied.

"We want to seek justice from the eighth master. We are here to celebrate our birthday. Why should they treat us like this and kill our disciples?"

"Mr. 8000, please give us an explanation, otherwise, we will make your birthday a day of death today."

"To denounce Mr. 8000 is what happened in your house. Besides, some people have seen it with their own eyes. The evidence is solid."

"My elder martial brother is seriously injured. The person who wants to kill him claims to be instructing master 8000. The purpose of this action is to weaken our powerful clan nearby and facilitate management. Mr. 8000 is so ambitious. "

All of a sudden, it was very noisy.

Eight thousand master and eight master had to come forward to solve the problem.

But the problem is so easy to solve.

Quarrel till dawn.

The next day, many people came to celebrate their birthday, but they were surprised to see this scene.

Xu Zhendong, who was in the crowd, could only laugh and sit by to see how they could solve the problem.

If you go on arguing like this, it will never end.

If it doesn't work, there will be a fight.

The people in 8000's family are always ready to fight. They are all at daggers drawn, waiting for the order of 8000.

Mr. 8000 is a bad old man, a little thin, but he exudes a strong force.

"Ladies and gentlemen, someone must be trying to frame me up. We always live in peace with all the sects. We have never seen anything like this for so many years. Please believe in my character."

Eight thousand Ye looked at everyone, said aloud, with a majestic majesty, try to suppress everyone's resistance.

"You are afraid that we will grow up. You have less control over us. Don't think that we don't know what you have done over the years. You have assassinated our outstanding disciples many times, but you don't want us to grow up. What do you want?"

A woman came forward and denounced.