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In a grandiose villa.

In the hall, Shen Tu knelt down.

Red Beard Young Master who was dressed in silk clothes and with red hair sat upright on the main seat. His expression was solemn and he had an imposing manner.

Your Majesty, please calm your anger. This is all your subordinate's fault.

"Do you know why this sovereign wants you to snatch the Poria Cocos Immortal Grass?"

The deep voice did not carry any emotion, it was completely inconsistent with the age of the Red Beard Young Master.

Hearing the voice that sounded like the echo from the abyss in Shen Tu's ears, he was intimidated for a long time.

"Your subordinate is slow-witted. Your Majesty, please explain."

Red Beard Young Master stood up and slowly walked towards Shen Tu, standing a meter in front of him as he looked down, "Then do you know, with your strength, it is extremely easy for you to sneak into the Zhen Clan and take their goods? Why didn't I directly let you snatch it, and instead let you take it out at the end of the auction, in front of everyone's eyes? "

Shen Tu's face turned white, he lowered his head and did not say a word.

Red Beard Young Master's pressure was really strong, his back was completely drenched in sweat.

After staring at Shen Tu for a long time, a red light flashed and Shen Tu sat back down on his chair.

With a wave of his hand, the man ordered in a cold tone, "Bring the guest here!"

At the same time, two curtains appeared in front of him, completely isolating the area around the Red Beard Young Master from the main hall.

Shen Tu was suspicious, he subconsciously turned his head to look, only to see a middle aged man dressed in luxurious clothing being held hostage by a guard.

The man's eyes were covered by a black cloth, and his entire body was tied up tightly with a rope as thick as half a fist.

The wounds on his body were telling him that he had experienced a terrible battle before.

As the man walked in, Shen Tu made use of the light to look clearly at the man's face.

Pointing at that person in disbelief, he looked towards Red Beard Young Master at the same time. "Your Majesty, that person … He, why is he here? "

"Stand up."

Red Beard Young Master indicated for Shen Tu to stand at the side.

"How dare you! Let go of this old man!" This old man has been in the martial arts world for decades, and I have been used to blood and blood. How could I have been treated like this? If you want to kill me, then kill me. Why do you have to humiliate this old man like this?! "

"How can you treat Patriarch Zhen like this, and release him now?"

With a command, the guards stepped forward and released the bindings on Patriarch Zhen.

That's right, the person who was being tied up was Patriarch Zhen.

Before the end of the auction, Patriarch Zhen had already left the stage.

It could also be said that his appearance at the beginning of the auction was just a show in front of the crowd, a formality.

As the Poria Cocos Immortal Grass had long been lost, Patriarch Zhen, who thought that victory was already in his grasp, never expected an accident like the one with the snowballs.

When he personally went to the secret room to check on the box containing the Poria Cocos Immortal Grass, how could the snow ball that was always hidden in the dark give him this opportunity? With just a flash of white light, the Poria Cocos Immortal Grass was already in its mouth.

Due to the fact that the accident happened too fast, the Patriarch Zhen didn't even manage to see what it was before the Poria Cocos Immortal Grass disappeared.

When Patriarch Zhen reacted, the snow ball had already ran far away with the Poria Cocos Immortal Grass in his mouth.

The Patriarch Zhen became anxious and sent his men to chase after him. At the same time, he also channeled his Qi and released his movement technique.

Unexpectedly, before he had chased far enough, thirty or so red-clothed masked men appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

In a moment of desperation, Patriarch Zhen couldn't care so much and directly started fighting with the thirty odd red-clothed people.

The red clothed man's martial arts were extremely high, in just a few rounds he had killed all of the people Patriarch Zhen sent out, and under their siege, the Patriarch Zhen was also spent, and quickly surrendered.

Patriarch Zhen could not understand, who did the Zhen Clan offend recently?

It was a disaster, and all the trouble came to him.

After being kidnapped for an entire day and night.

No matter how much he howled or cursed along the way, no one responded.

Only when he arrived at the manor did he have a chance to catch his breath.

But then he was puzzled.

Who exactly had brought him here?

How could someone who could order a group of red-clothed experts around be someone ordinary?

"Who are you? Why did you tie me up to this point? "

Hearing the voice coming from inside the curtain, Patriarch Zhen acted fierce but looked weak. He then looked inside the curtain.

But unfortunately, the curtain completely separated the two.

Through the curtain, Patriarch Zhen could only vaguely see the basic outline of the Red Beard Young Master, he could not even see its face.

"Don't be anxious Patriarch Zhen, please sit down. We invited the Patriarch here just to let you meet someone. "

The Red Beard Young Master pointed down and made a please gesture, indicating for the Patriarch Zhen to sit down.

"Meet someone? Hmph, just to make this old man see someone and kill all of my subordinates. This is such a good move! "

Patriarch Zhen knew that since he could be held captive here, there was no possibility of him escaping.

He had to make the best of things.

With a cold snort, he no longer dared to be polite and turned around with large strides to sit down.

Even though his hair was in disarray and disheveled.

As the overlord of the Tong Zhou City, even though he was in such a dangerous situation, his unique dignity did not decrease in the slightest.

"Someone come." Bring that man up for Patriarch Zhen to see. "

Red Beard Young Master did not mind Patriarch Zhen's attitude and ordered again.

Under Patriarch Zhen's suspicious gaze, a person that he did not expect was escorted by two guards.

"It's you!"

Patriarch Zhen '' whoosh '

He stood up from his seat and pointed at the man. The corners of his mouth were trembling and his eyes were bloodshot.

Looking at Patriarch Zhen who was on the verge of erupting with rage, Red Beard Young Master smiled lightly, raised his hand and pressed down, "Patriarch Zhen, calm down. Looks like you know this person. "

Patriarch Zhen squinted his eyes, at the same time he sat down he slammed his hand on the side of the table, and snorted: More than knowing! If it were not for him, this old man would not even have taken out the Poria Cocos Immortal Grass to auction! "

"Patriarch Zhen, may I ask, is the purpose of all this?"

With a wave of his hand, a small, exquisite silver box appeared.

The edges were inlaid with silver stripes, and the center was connected by a round six-ring clasp.

When this box appeared, both Patriarch Zhen and the person kneeling on the ground were shocked, especially the person on the ground, he pointed at Red Beard Young Master and shouted, "Why is it in your hands!"

Unexpectedly, the guard next to him kicked him down as soon as he finished speaking. He scolded angrily, "How dare you! How dare you speak to His Majesty in such a tone!"

His Majesty?

Just by repeating it in his mind, that person was able to roughly guess the origin of the person in front of him. After which, his face turned pale with fright. "You are Shakyamuni, the Hallmaster of Darknorth Palace, Shakyamuni?"

"What?" You... You are the 'head as a wine cup, full of hatred and hatred', known as the number one evil lord in the martial arts world, Yan Fa Jun? "

Patriarch Zhen also widened his old eyes.

At this moment, compared to seeing the person who had deceived him, the current Shakyamuni in front of him was even more shocking.

One of the four words that could be used to describe False Yama was: Supreme Dao Techniques.

The shrewdness of the city was deep.

Cold-blooded and emotionless.

The slaughter was decisive.

Almost no one had seen his true appearance, because most of the people who had seen his true appearance were already dead.

There were only a few that did not die, just like Shen Tu, who had been sealed by his spirit agreement and was of use to him for his entire life.

Yan Fa Jun laughed coldly. He picked up a teacup and looked at it before turning it around in his hand. "Human head for wine cup? "Hur hur, this is all thanks to the affection of my friends in the martial arts world!"

A sinister laugh came from behind the curtain, causing people to feel inexplicably cold.

The shock that he had felt upon learning of the identity of Yama Minamiya was precipitated by this laughter.

"Presumably, the Patriarch Zhen knows what is inside this box. I wonder why the Patriarch would want this item? "

The box was pulled into the air by Yan Fa Jun and floated in front of Patriarch Zhen.

Normally, Patriarch Zhen would definitely grab the box in his hands and open it up to see if there was anything inside that he wanted.

However, facing the number one evil lord, he did not dare to act rashly.

He then heard the sneer of Yama Minamiya once again, "Could it be that you're also interested in the Treasure Mirror of Haoyue?"