Now that the demons are in power, the continent is ruined, man is made of fish and life is humble.

Not long ago, the Scarface Third Master [Bayi Chinese website www.zwdu8.me] died at home, leaving only his only daughter, his junior sister, who escaped to his life alone and came to join him. The junior sister's surname was Li Jilan, and she was only 29 years old, and she could be called "Flower and beautiful".

The third son of Scarface is old and hired several people to open a tofu shop at home. The old couple is honest. The tofu shop’s bean curd is genuine and tastes particularly good. They are gradually becoming famous and almost become a specialty in Shacheng snacks.

Junior sister Li Jilan is skillful and has a deep understanding of her cultivation. She can make a living by relying on kung fu and become a minion in the gang, but she likes to make tofu and sell bean curd.

Inadvertently on the banks of this river, on Shahan Road, he won the reputation of "Tofu Xishi". Every day, there are endless people coming to the small shop to eat tofu and buy bean curd.

Li Jilan's true identity is a disciple of Beishan, the third disciple on Feilai Peak, and the head of the Demon Clan Blood Alliance in Tianjin and Sha District.

The third brother of Scarface was gang-up for most of the day, walked into the store with a humming voice, secretly winked at Li Jilan, and went straight into the room. Li Jilan wiped his hands, handed over the work to the sisters around him, and flashed into the inner room.

The inner room is long and narrow. Walking through a long aisle, there is a loft located on the Yongjiang River. The neighbors all have such lofts, which stretch into the river in rows, and this building is not conspicuous.

The scar-faced third child sat alone in a corner and drank slightly. When he saw Li Jilan coming in, he said softly: "Junior Sister Li, I have found out the matter clearly."

Li Jilan pulled a wooden chair from the edge of the wall, sat down, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"As you expected, the leader of Alliance Hu was indeed seriously injured and avoided the mountain in Chuxi. Now the mobilization in this sand city is about to lay out a big picture."

While speaking, the Scarface's third son looked at the wine cup, as if the blue and white on the wine cup were even more beautiful than "Junior Sister Li".

Of course, Junior Sister Li is not really his junior sister. He was outside in his early years and included an outer disciple for the Nanshan Sect. After his art, he was placed in the Blood Alliance and worked as an undercover agent everywhere.

Li Jilan's face darkened and asked, "It seems that this time, is it really going to lure Senior Brother Li Zuoche into the bait?"

The third son of Scarface sighed softly: "Of course! Your senior brother Li Zuoche is full of a bad temper and is extremely stubborn. Even if you know it is a pie, you know it is a fire sea and a sword mountain, you will definitely come."

"But if he comes this time, he's afraid he won't be able to go back."

Li Jilan raised her head, "Oh?" and said, "Although he is pedantic, he is not a fool. How could he be fooled easily? Besides, his cultivation is far above Gu Changfeng, why can't he go back?"

The Scarface Third Snatch took a sip of wine and said, "For the past month, he has been leading the crowd to fight hard in the mountains and live a life of no human beings or ghosts. Over time, there will inevitably be people around him who cannot bear this pain, and then betray the enemy and sell friends to seek honor."

"This time, there are inner men on the mountain, and there are demon gods and martial guards specifically targeting him in the city, which has become a turtle catching in the jar. The demons of these demons from the Shenwu Guards leave the city during the day and shout to encircle and suppress the leader of Hu, which is deliberately making a show."

"You don't know that these people are coming and going, and they will come back to the city tonight without realizing it."

"It is not easy to deceive Li Zuoche, but what if he relies on his confidant and is working on the inside and outside, deliberately interfering with him?"

Li Jilan nodded and said, "The fire of resistance in the upper reaches of the Yongjiang River cannot be extinguished. Whether it is the leader of the Hu family or my senior brother Li, they were all specially sent by Zhenhai City. They must not die. I should try to save them."

"Send a pigeon message, and send it again when it is late at night and it is quiet, and send it three times in a row."

After saying that, she walked out, her face changed, and soon changed to a businessman's smile.

Three days later.

The drizzling spring rain is like a faint sorrow, always like silk threads and cannot be cut off. The continuous slanting breeze and drizzle cast a light mist on the streets of the sand city.

As the saying goes, spring rain will not ruin the road. The black streets are not muddy. On the contrary, smooth bluestone slabs flow out in the light rain and look brand new.

The dark mist floats in the streets and alleys of the city, and the wrinkled grandmother is telling the children an ancient fairy tale; the lonely woman is complaining: this ghost weather, this spring rain that seems to never stop, has finally eroded my lover's patience to climb the wall in the dark night...

In the dusk, the city suddenly heard the sound of fierce fighting and sword collisions, and some people shouted loudly in the distance, and some people screamed loudly; some walls and houses collapsed, and the heavy footsteps were so stunning in the rain alley.

Then a hundred people ran along the alley for no reason, either rushing to the tiles on the house, climbing over the wall, or turning around to block the enemy. Each of them looked sad, full of anger, and blood stained his clothes...

Where these people pass by, there seems to be a big net that follows like a shadow, either arrows are like rain, or ambush soldiers laughing and making noise. People who fly on the house will always see in despair. The roofs and walls not far away will suddenly appear without exception.

There are also rows of horn bows full of strings, black arrows, long spears and short axes, hook sickle scimitars shine coldly in the light rain, and colorful immortal flying swords always accurately take human heads...

This is a unilateral massacre, a well-arranged net, and the whole thing is nothing more than a trap that the cunning hunter has already dug.

Li Zuoche had never been so desperate. Even when he was in seclusion in the cave in the back mountain of Qingluan Peak, he was disturbed by the noisy drum music of his fifth junior brother and the unpleasant duck voice, and he could not get into the quiet at all;

Or as the deputy leader of the Jianghu Yiqi Alliance, facing the sudden betrayal of the Changkong Gang, surrounded by the Demon Tribe's Divine Martial Guards, and had to break through the bloody battle.

When you are in the reed marsh and the continuous mountains, you will see your former brothers fall down one by one, and even be humiliated by the evil demons in a dilemma of life and death;

Under the hazy moonlight, lying in the grass, gnawing on sweet potatoes and turf to satisfy your hunger...

This time, he brought all the remaining elites of the Jianghu Yiqi Alliance. If they all die here, the Jianghu Yiqi Alliance will die. His ambition to save the entire Xiniu He Building will be defeated from now on...

The wounds of the waist, abdomen, left and right were deep and visible to the bones. They were left by the sudden attack of his hands and feet that he trusted the most. This made his blood seem to have flowed out, and his heart was so painful that he could not breathe.

Those were the two hall masters who had the most determined attitude towards this raid, two formerly loyal outer disciples of the Beishan Sect, and two "brothers" who lived and died together!
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