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"Trash." The green-robed young master looked coldly at Wen Qi Hua who was kneeling on the ground, and his thin lips were pursed even tighter. The silhouette stood behind him. Although its face was pale, it was no longer weak like before. There were three chairs on each side of the young master in green clothes. Apart from Wen Qi Hua, who was kneeling on the ground, the other five chairs were occupied by people.

Feng Qiong, Mo Du, and Wen Qihua had already seen these three before, but the other two unfamiliar faces were a bit unfamiliar. The gray-clothed youth on the left side had a deathly pale face, resembling a corpse at first glance. Even though his appearance could be considered handsome, his ice-cold appearance was terrifying. Clearly, this person was the legendary Lord of the Valley of the Netherworld. As for the forty-something middle-aged man on the right, his skin was slightly dark, and his face carried a somewhat fierce aura. However, at this moment, he had restrained himself quite a bit. Then this person … He thought to himself, "Fu Shaoshan. An unfamiliar name."

Feng Qiong represented Feng Yunxuan, Magic Poisonfeather represented the Hall of Alchemy, Xuanyuan Yin represented the Nether Valley, Mo Sou represented the Puppet Palace Wen Qi Hua represented the Beggar Gang, and Fu Shaoxuan represented the Mysterious Iron Gang.

Feng Yunxuan, known as the "First Information of the World", was in charge of the flow of information; one of the top three killer organizations in the Jianghu, the Hall of Poison, and the Death Escort, the Dark Valley, were in charge of doing business in the dark that was inconvenient to see; the gang of the biggest gangs in the Jianghu was considered to be the power of Qingyi Young Master; and the most unremarkable gang, the Mysterious-Iron Gang, was in charge of gaining wealth by trading on the water. In addition, the Puppet Palace was responsible for adding defensive arrays and traps …

There were no flaws.

This was the first evaluation that popped up in Mo Caihe's heart. The young master's power was far beyond his expectations. It could even be said that the strength that the green-robed young master had used to attack the Puppet Palace wasn't even 10% of what he had used.

He couldn't use them all, or he could hide his true strength.

Don't cry as you ponder over it in your heart. On the surface, you look calm as you look at Wen Qi Hua.

Wen Qi Hua gritted his teeth and said, "This subordinate has made a mistake and has been entrusted to me by Young Master, please punish me."

The green-robed young master unintentionally glanced at Weeping, as if he had seen through his absent-mindedness. He then said lightly to Wen Qi Hua, "Tell me the reason why you made such a mistake."

Wen Qihua said, "Your subordinate... He walked into another formation as he descended the mountain. On the map, there was only one formation, one on the left and one on the right, on the mountain path … This subordinate was careless and delayed too long, so I beseech Young Master to punish me. "

"A moment of negligence?" The green-robed young master smirked as he mocked, "How could I have neglected this?" I remember that you're pretty good at formations. How can you not know anything when it's important? Don't you know that the blueprint is incomplete? I told you to be careful. Where did you go? Furthermore, all of the traps at the back of the Puppet Palace have been turned off. Otherwise, how many of you think will be able to make it up alive? "

Wen Qi Hua bit his lips and lowered his head, not daring to look at him. He was unable to say a single word.

The young man in green raised his chin a little, "Wen, Qi, Hua, eight Hall of Blood assassins, thirteen Hidden Hall assassins, plus Shadow and Drifting Water's wounds …" You know what this means, don't you? If it wasn't for you, none of them would have died, and the shadows and shallow marks could not have ended up like this. "

Wen Qi Hua said in a low voice, "This subordinate knows, this subordinate only wishes for death."

"Just to die? I really want to kill you. " The green-robed young master raised his hand and waved his sleeve. Wen Qi Hua was sent flying four steps away by the wind created by his sleeve. He crashed into the wall and spewed out a large mouthful of blood. Before he could even catch his breath, the green-clothed gongzi had already stood in front of him and grabbed his neck, pressing him against the wall.

Wen Qi Hua's legs were off the ground and trembling in pain. He wanted to struggle free but was even more afraid of disobeying Young Noble Qing Yi.

The green-clothed young master's other hand impolitely smashed onto Wen Qi Hua's chest. Wen Qi Hua's nose and mouth began to ooze out large amounts of blood, and his expression became even more painful. Before the blood could reach his hands, the green-robed young master threw Wen Qi Hua out.

Wen Qi Hua was smashed heavily onto the ground. In front of him was Feng Qiong's cloth shoes. Meanwhile, it was obvious that after hesitating for a moment, Feng Qiong's foot abruptly retreated, as if she wanted to avoid him. Wen Qi Hua could no longer be bothered with these. He forced himself up with great pain, and then he knelt straight and bent over. His clean robes were already stained with blood and he was panting heavily. It was obvious that his injuries were not light. If the azure-dressed young master did not stop his attacks, he would probably die.

The young master in green slowly walked towards Wen Qi Hua with a cold expression as if he was looking at an ant.

"Mistress." Just as the green-robed young master stopped in front of Wen Qi Hua, the silhouette called out to him.

Young Master Qing Yi raised her eyebrows and put down her foot that was about to kick Wen Qi Hua. She walked back to her seat and sat down, "Then forget it. The men of the gang are all gone, and you are wounded like this... Do you know what to say when you go back? "

Wen Qi Hua was stunned for a long while before he finally understood that Han Li had let him off the hook. He hurriedly said, "Thank you for not killing me, young master. This subordinate understands."

The green-robed young master laughed coldly, "You're dead already. If I beat you to death again, all of these years of effort would be wasted. That would be because I'm sick." You haven't forgotten what you promised me at the restaurant, have you? I didn't hit you because of your mistake, but because you promised you would cause me such a mess. This time, let's do it like this. We'll treat you a little bit more, so that you can settle it when you get back. Wipe the blood off and go back and sit down. "

Wen Qi Hua was silent for a moment. "Yes, I'll remember. I won't do it again."

The green-robed young master stretched out a finger and said, "Another guarantee. You better not let me catch you again."

Wen Qi Hua replied in a low voice, "Yes, I know." Then, he stood up and went back to his chair. He took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood off his face.

Just as the cyan robed young master was about to continue speaking, he suddenly looked in a direction with a cold look in his eyes. "Come out." The silhouette immediately placed its hand on the sword hilt on its waist, its eyes filled with vigilance.

The crowd didn't feel anyone approaching them and were startled. They followed the young master's gaze and saw two young men in black push open the door and enter the room.

"Why did you come here?"

The young man on the left was in his late twenties, his gray hair tied back with a ribbon. His face was pale, his eyes sunken, and there was a tinge of sadness in them. After entering, he first looked at the silhouette for a long time before kneeling down and bowing.

The green-robed young master looked at him with interest and asked, "You are called Quicksand, right? That's your former master over there, remember? "

Upon hearing his words, the two men shifted their gaze to Tang Xiao Ai. They stared blankly for a moment, then back at the toad. They were at a loss as to what to say.

Poisonfeather lightly said, "Young master, this joke isn't very interesting. Furthermore, Liushan does not know Hall Master Tang. "

Young master Qing Yi pressed his right thumb to his lips and said with a smile, "Is it boring? Why do I feel all right? Four years ago, you were still his subordinate. Now that you've sat on the throne, he can only stand and accompany Mo Yu. Shadow, do you think it's funny? "

Shadow nodded. "Funny." With an indifferent expression, it was impossible to tell how he felt it was "funny."

"I have already forgotten everything from the past. I will find it hard to compliment Young Master's joke."

Crying, he secretly turned his head to look at Tang Xiao and his companion, only to see that this proud and aloof man wasn't angered by their teasing, sarcastic exchange.

The green-robed young master answered with an "oh" and asked, "Is he one of the first disciples you brought out?" I remember one of your apprentices was a very handsome young man with gray hair. "

Poisonfeather nodded. "Yes." Pausing, he then added, "If possible, Young Master, on my account, please spare his life."

The man in cyan smiled and asked slowly, "Are you sure you want to shield him?"

Demon King said, "I did not cover for you, I just turned a blind eye. Although Quicksand wasn't one of those who follow Gongzi, he definitely contributed the most in the Poison Hall. Since the blood moon is already dead, young master need not worry about what he will do, just let him go this time. "

Looking at the shock on Quicksand's face, the green-clothed gongzi smiled with satisfaction and asked, "Old Devil, when did you know about this? If the blood moon is not dead, how are you going to deal with it? "

Demon King said, "I already knew about it a few years ago. "If you don't mind, young master, then pretend I don't know. If you think it's inappropriate, then I'll kill the blood moon first."

Looking at the hall master who had taught them all this, Flowing Sand and Liuyuan were filled with disbelief.

The green-clothed young master tilted his head and asked, "What do you want to say? You can say it now. "

Quicksand looked at Young Master Qingyi, then looked at the demonic viper, his lips trembling slightly as he fell into a momentary silence.

Young Master Qing Yi comfortably leaned back, "If you don't say it, then I'll guess whether it's my fault or not. What can you do here? To denounce him? I guess you guys aren't that stupid. Seeing how haggard you are, just knowing the situation of the blood moon probably won't satisfy you. Then what is there to risk your life for? For example … Meet the body of the Blood Moon? "

As Liu Yuan looked at Young Master Qing Yi's indifferent eyes, the mocking smile on his lips, and his gentle but firm tone, a feeling of powerlessness rose from the bottom of his heart, as if he was being watched. This person … It was really scary.

Flowing Sand gritted his teeth, forcefully suppressing the desire to vomit brought about by the intense feeling of dizziness: "Right now, I just want to know how Blood Moon died."

The green-robed young master stroked his chin and asked, "How did he die?" Killed by your hall master, right? He knows that the Poison Hall has suffered a huge loss of strength this time, so I will definitely investigate it thoroughly, and your matter will be exposed. Assassin, absolute desire, if you are discovered, he, the protector, and you will both be killed by me. "Therefore, if he doesn't do something, he might as well use this opportunity to kill the Blood Moon in order to prevent future troubles." He spoke half-truthfully, his eyes full of mockery.

The Demon King's face was expressionless, completely unmoved by his presumptuous nonsense.

Flowing Sand's face changed rapidly before he finally said, "Not the hall master."

The young man in green asked, "Why not? Do you think that the Demon Poisonous's concern for its disciple will allow it to ignore the rules of a killer, go against me, and even openly shield you? "

Flowing Sand's lips trembled, and after a long while, he suddenly kowtowed, and smashed his forehead against the stone floor with muffled sounds: "Your subordinate deserves to die, I only plead that Young Master can let me see the blood moon, just one glance. Afterwards, Quicksand will be left to the Young Noble to decide. "

Young master Qing Yi laughed: "You want to let me punish you? Do you think I can't do whatever I want to you now? Or do you think you are? Do you think that I, your highness, would think that a little killer like you is that important? "

Flowing Sand acted as if he didn't hear and just kowtowed, "Please be kind, Young Master. Flowing Sand only has one request, please allow me to see the Blood Moon again."

"Sure." Looking at the hopeful expression in Quicksand's eyes, he said, "I will give you a choice. First, go back obediently and do what you should do. Don't think about the blood moon again, and don't even hope to see it. Second, if I tell you to go see the blood moon, I won't punish you. Correspondingly, the Viper would have to bear all the punishments for you — he might be crippled, he might die, he might lose the rest of his life. "Just like this, you can begin your selection."