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Dressed in coarse cloth, they looked like rough men, and these two people walked out of the Qifu Sect's mansion.

They walked back with cold faces.

This is the intention to walk back to the Rune Paper Workshop.

They walk slowly.

As they walked, they discussed.

"We're all ready, the night of the blood moon is approaching, hmph, don't make any more mistakes!"

"Yes, many years of preparation, this time is crucial, if something goes wrong again, the previous achievements are lost, then it will be over!"

"Everything is fine, there is only one problem at present: Song Yuan, Holy Hand, Mu Qingqing, they are in Hongcheng, it is a potential trouble."

"They can't find anything."

"But they won't give up."

"It's a big deal, they disbanded the Qihuan Sect and slaughtered the Duke of Qihuan, of course, whether they can slaughter the Duke of Qihuan is another matter."

"The trouble is... If they can't find out, they just don't leave and stay in Hongcheng all the time, which is not okay!

"On the night of the blood moon, they will find out, no, they must solve the trouble of Song Yuan and them before the night of the blood moon comes!"

"How to solve it?"

"It's not easy to solve!"

"Kill a god pupil, yes; Killing Song Yuan, Holy Hand, Mu Qingqing, three people, you can also; However, kill them, and the trouble is even greater!

"Indeed, killing a divine pupil, the three sects were shocked; Killing Song Yuan and the other three, that is the shock of the entire Nanming State; Countless people will flock to visit overtly and covertly... Hmph, our things are easy to expose!

"Our affairs must be carried out quietly, and the quieter Hongcheng is, the better!"

"Nothing is as important as the night of the Blood Moon!"

"No one can interfere or affect the night of the Blood Moon!"

Roadside.

A small table, two broken chairs, two idlers sat there, playing chess.

A crowd of idlers watched.

The two men in coarse cloth clothes glanced casually at them as they passed.

Suddenly.

They were stunned.

Immediately, they also came over to watch the chess game.

At the moment, the chess game is complicated.

The red side and the black side are fighting in a dogfight.

Cars, horses, artillery, soldiers, and pawns all mobilized, attacking and defending each other, but obviously in the situation, the black side had the advantage.

They took a few more steps.

The old marshal of the red side is a little dangerous, moving frequently and dodging.

The black side took advantage of the situation to besiege.

However, the red side suddenly made a move.

The red car commander drove straight in, deep into the black hinterland.

The one playing chess in Black is an old man.

The old man sneered.

Unhurriedly, with a black cannon, he ate the red car.

"Accept, accept!"

The old man on the black side glanced at his opponent, muttered in his mouth, couldn't help it, and smiled happily.

He was polite on the surface, but in fact he was very proud, eating a big fat cart, very comfortable drops.

But....

The next situation changed quickly, and it became more and more unfavorable for the black side.

A few steps later.

The old man on the black side was dumbfounded, and he had to throw in the towel.

At this time, including the old man on the black side and the people watching the chess, as well as the two men in coarse cloth clothes, they understood this: "Just now, the car of the red side was actually deliberately given to the black side, this is the abandoned car marshal!" "

The person who plays chess on the red side, he has always seemed very calm, even cold.

At this time, he raised his head, turned his face, looked at the onlookers who were scattering, and looked at the two men in coarse cloth.

He is a middle-aged man in gray!

Before.

The two rough-clothed men saw him and stopped to watch the chess.

"Got it!"

The two men nodded slightly, indicating that they understood.

They turned and left.

The middle-aged man in gray was unhurried and greeted the others: "Old Dong Tou, kill a plate?" "

............

Duanwang Mansion.

Song Yuan, Holy Hand, and Mu Qingqing didn't have to look for an inn anymore, and Duan Wang arranged to live in the royal mansion.

Qi Keke followed Song Yuan.

The greasy and fat Duan Wang smiled, and when he arranged the room, he deliberately said: "Sect Master Song and Qi Keke, you two have a room?"

Chicoco immediately said, "Okay, okay!

Song Yuan: "No! "

Kicoco, hum!

Mu Qingqing directly presented a white eye to Song Yuan and Qi Keke.

The Holy Hand was speechless.

So.

Soon, Duanwang arranged it.

A quadrangle.

Four rooms, Song Yuan and the four of them are exactly one, one for each person.

In addition, they were equipped with corresponding maids and servants to serve Song Yuan and them, and everything was in place.

Oh.

It was now the afternoon, and Duanwang politely said: "Everyone rest first, and in the evening, Xiaowang arranges a barbecue on the terrace to entertain everyone." However

, Song Yuan was unceremonious.

He signaled to Duan Wang not to go.

His face sank, and he asked Duan Wang directly: "How many wives do you have?" "

Huh?"

"Ask you, and you answer."

"Ahem, Xiao Wang has princesses, well, hehe, and a few side concubines, and then there are some... Not much!

"That is, you have ten eight wives, right?"

"Almost, huh."

"Besides, what about your sons and daughters, what about your siblings, your father is gone, but your mother is still there?"

"Yes, yes."

"You have a large family, plus maids, servants, guards, royal stewards, etc., a total of hundreds of people, right?"

"Well, well, almost."

Song Yuan looked directly at Duan Wang, approached a step, and asked sharply: "However, why haven't we seen many people since we entered the royal mansion until now?"

Song

Yuan's words immediately reminded the Holy Hand, Mu Qingqing, and Qi Keke.

They also immediately thought: "Yes, there are very few people!"

"It's kind of weird!"

"The huge royal mansion does seem deserted, why?"

"What about people?"

"Duanwang, where are your wives and children?"

“...... They, that, well, are still there, the princess has always been ah! "

Abnormal!

Wrong!

The huge royal mansion, the Duan King who seems to be happy and happy, actually many people around him, are gone?

What the hell?

The Holy Hand was already bad-tempered, and the divine pupil died, and he became more and more irritable.

Move your fists when you don't agree with a word.

Crashing!

The holy hand slammed a punch at Duan Wang, and Duan Wang retreated one after another, hurriedly casting a spell, barely resisting.

Rumble!

Rumble!

The holy hand pressed forward step by step, and the second and third punches burst out!

Strength gap.

Duan Wang, the third realm of Tongyu.

Holy Hand, the fifth realm of Tongyu.

...... Duan Wang couldn't bear it, his body rose up, crashed into the wall, and inlayed.

All right.

Duan Wang, like the Duan Gong of Qihuan, was also beaten by the Holy Hand and hung on the wall.

Song Yuan Shiran walked over.

"A few meanings, Duanwang."

"Oh, I, I'm scared!"

Duan Wang did not hide it and told the truth.

Many of his family members quietly moved out to settle in the capital.

The royal mansion on Hongcheng's side seems to remain as it is.

The princess, as well as a few others, did not go, stayed, in fact, this is a look ... Let outsiders think that Duanwang still spends days drinking, happy and confused!

"What are you afraid of?"

Song Yuan asked Duan Wang: "What else are you hiding?" "