Flower Master in the City

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The bird gun exploded directly, and the iron beads splashed everywhere in an instant.

The people in the living room were in chaos and hid one after another to avoid being accidentally injured by the iron beads.

The young man who fired the shot also suffered the consequences, his hands and chest were bloody, and he fell to the ground screaming.

"Take him down quickly and send him to the hospital." Sheng Qiyang looked at the young man screaming incessantly, feeling irritable, and said to Wang Chaofan, "What a shame!"

Wang Chaofan immediately called two people to carry the young man away.

It was a farce that happened in a chaotic manner and ended sparsely, somewhat inexplicably.

"What did he want to do with such an outburst?" Zhao Qingqing was at a loss.

Xia Xia said lazily: "Whatever he wants to do, it has nothing to do with us anyway."

"Okay, you two stop talking." Yi Xiaoyin reminded the two of them in a low voice, "Just watch quietly."

After the young man was dragged away, someone else came to clean up the scene a little, and even sprinkled strange powder to cover up the bloody smell.

"It was just a little accident just now, let's continue the topic just now." Sheng Qiyang sorted out his mood, moved the muscles on his face, and showed a natural smile, "About this exploration, we still focus on our Holy Hand Gate, Professor Pang, Mr. Zhu, and Uncle Ding, you are helping..."

"Wait." The old man in Tang suit interrupted Sheng Qiyang's words and said with a smile: "Sect Master Sheng, can I say a few words first?"

Sheng Qiyang's face was a little ugly, but he still raised his hand: "Uncle Ding has anything to say, please feel free."

"Speaking of which, we have always been helped by your sect, and even the sect was established with the help of your old sect masters." It's not like an old man, "In my generation, under the care of the old sect master of your sect, Liang Baozong has changed from a small sect to a famous sect today, so my sect was established at the beginning" As long as the noble faction has a mission, they must do their best' oath."

"Hehe, Uncle Ding is too famous. The rise of your faction in the north is also due to your strength." Sheng Qiyang kept clenching his fists, after listening to the words of the old man in Tang suit, he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief: "Our two factions have intersected for generations and have friendship. It’s so rude, so there’s no need to say these polite words.”

The old man in Tang suit smiled and then said: "This is not a polite word, but a clear grievance that must be cleared up before getting down to business."

"Grievance? Uncle Ding, what do you mean by that?" Sheng Qiyang's eyebrows moved, feeling something was wrong, because no matter what, the Holy Hand Sect only has grace for the Liangbao Sect, so why is there any resentment?

"It's literally what it means." The old man in Tang suit had a calm expression on his face, and folded his hands on the crutches: "Let's not say far, just say that twenty years ago, we sent fifteen masters from Liangbaomen to follow your predecessors. Sect Master Zhuo Changsheng entered there, but all of them disappeared; ten years ago, ten masters were sent to follow you, Sect Master Sheng, and only one Luo Quandong came back alive."

"Luo Quandong?" Zhao Qingqing couldn't help but be surprised when she heard this. She knew this name too well. Not long ago, she and Xia Xia destroyed the Luo family in Dijing. She still remembered that Luo Quandong had some strange instruments in his hands. According to him, he found it from an ancient tomb of an immortal cultivator. Could it be the tomb they were about to enter now?

"Huh? Little girl, have you heard of this name?" The old man in Tang suit was also very good at hearing, and immediately asked Zhao Qingqing with a smile.

Zhao Qingqing's ability to adapt to the situation is full of uncle Jin, and she said calmly: "I really heard that something happened to the Luo family some time ago, and it was on the news."

"Yes." The old man in Tang suit slammed his hand on the ground: "Brother Luo's family has disappeared. So far, no one is alive, no corpse is dead!"

Sheng Qiyang said quickly: "This matter has nothing to do with the Sacred Hand Sect, why did Uncle Ding suddenly mention this?"

"Anyway, since I got involved with your Sacred Hand Sect, I've lost a dozen or 20 good hands in Baozong, and so far I haven't gained anything!" The old man in Tang suit stared at Sheng Qiyang coldly, "So, this time Sheng Qiyang How many lives does the sect master plan to put us in?"

Sheng Qiyang was forced to ask such a question, subconsciously panicked, and quickly said: "Uncle Ding, why did you say this. It is because there are countless gold and silver treasures in the tomb, and some fairy materials and instruments, I am here to help you. …”

"Enough." The old man in Tang suit shouted and stood up abruptly, staring at Sheng Qiyang with both eyes: "I don't want to listen to these empty words anymore, unless you really put the so-called gold and silver treasures and fairy materials into practice. Show it to me, otherwise, I wouldn't agree to Liebaomen's participation this time."

Sheng Qiyang quickly explained: "Ten years ago, I already gave Luo Quandong some magic tools and fairy materials. Didn't he give it to you, Uncle Ding?"

"Is it appropriate to pass the matter on to someone who doesn't know whether to live or die?" the old man in Tang suit asked coldly.

"Uncle Ding, what do you think?" Sheng Qiyang is not stupid either, he has already sensed the general intention of the old man in Tang suit.

The feng shui master named Zhu Xuanjing suddenly laughed and said, "Uncle Ding, everyone understands. If you have any conditions, you should come up with them directly.

The old man in Tang suit snorted coldly and said to Sheng Qiyang, "I don't have any conditions, I just don't want to make unnecessary sacrifices!"

"That ancient tomb was originally a strange cave, with strange feng shui inside, and

Countless treasures. Zhu Xuanjing sneered, pointed at the old man in Tang suit and said, "If you want to take something from it without making any sacrifices, you think beautifully. "

"What did you say!" The burly man standing behind the old man in Tang suit was suddenly furious, and he was about to take something out of his arms.

The old man in Tang suit stretched out his hand to stop the bodyguard behind him, but just looked at Zhu Xuanjing with a smile: "Hehe, Zhu Xuanjing, this name has been very popular in recent years, and even an old man in the north has heard it a few times. However, That level of yours can only be eaten in the south, and it really comes to our north, I'm afraid...hehe."

Zhu Xuanjing's face turned pale, and he said coldly, "What do you mean by that?"

"It doesn't make any sense." The old man in Tang suit said lightly, "I just want to tell you that it's not wrong to be young and energetic, and it's okay to think that you are right, but if you want to be able to speak in this line of work, let's learn more."

After saying that, the old man in Tang suit looked at Yi Xiaoyin and the other three again, and said with a smile, "Look at this Professor Pang and her students are much more interesting than you, just don't listen to them."

Yi Xiaoyin also spoke at this time, but her tone was still indifferent: "I'm not interested in the disputes and fights between you, I just want to know when to go to the ancient tomb, it's best not to delay my research, I have already prepared the thesis. Now, just waiting to find some real objects to confirm."

"As I said at the beginning, it's better for everyone to be open and honest, so as to facilitate the next things." Sheng Qiyang took the opportunity to put aside the topic raised by the old man in Tang suit, and said with a smile: "What everyone wants to know is nothing more than It’s just how things are distributed, I have already made a plan here.”

The old man in Tang suit smiled and said, "What good idea does the sect master have?"

"This is really important." Zhu Xuanjing also nodded, "Sect Master Sheng speak out and listen."

"It's mainly distributed according to the head." Shengmen said seriously: "This time, whichever side contributes the most will get more."

Xia Xia felt a little funny, and curled his lips: "Shouldn't the division of the spoils be an afterthought? What's the use of saying it now?"

"You have to say it beforehand, and you have to say it afterwards. Also, this is not called sharing the spoils, but getting what you get." The old man in Tang suit glanced at Xia Xia, smiled and said to Yi Xiaoyin, "Professor Pang, your student's mentality It's quite open-minded."

Yi Xiaoyin knew that the old man in Tang suit was trying to speak out, but she was too lazy to answer, she just said: "If he loses his temper, even I can't stop him, so I advise you not to provoke him."

"It's just a student, what's the big deal." Zhu Xuanjing was quite disdainful of this, "I think this kid is ordinary, he has no skills, and he is no different from Leng Touqing who has just left the school. Professor Pang brought such a person here, I'm afraid he's not your little lover."

Yi Xiaoyin was too lazy to pay attention to him.

"You're an idiot looking for a fight, right?" Xia Xia was a little unhappy, "Who are you calling mediocre, I'm number one in the world..."

"Cough cough!" Zhao Qingqing heard that Xia Xia was about to report to her family, and immediately coughed twice, interrupting him.

"No. 1 in the world?" Zhu Xuanjing became more and more contemptuous, "Children just like to brag, and working with such people, I am really worried about my own safety. Sect Master Sheng, are you sure to let Professor Pang lead the way? With these two stunned youths participating together?"

Sheng Qiyang was stunned for a moment, then looked at the old man in Tang suit: "Uncle Ding, what do you think?"

The old man in Tang suit was silent at this time.

"It seems that it won't work to divide the spoils in advance." Xia Xia said to Yi Xiaoyin with a smile: "These idiots obviously think that the three of us are too many, and they don't want us to get involved."

Yi Xiaoyin stood up slowly and sighed: "I thought I could enter the ancient tomb today, but I didn't think it was a waste of time. You can divide the things there as you want, neither my students nor I have it. Interested. However, if you can't enter the tomb tonight, then there is no need for you to exist."

"What do you mean by that!" Zhu Xuanjing was furious, pointed at Yi Xiaoyin and said, "Who do you think you are, why do you think we have no need to exist, have you thought about killing us?"

Xia Tian curled his lips: "Killing you guys will get your hands dirty, and Yiyi's wife wouldn't do such a thing."

"Forget it, I'm tired too." Yi Xiaoyin was so disappointed with these people, she said to Xia Xia, "Just let them be obedient and take us directly into the ancient tomb."

"It's long overdue." Xia Xia smiled and took out the silver needle.

The old man in Tang suit suddenly felt something and couldn't help but ask, "Who are you..."

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