He smiled and said: "We have tunnels, and the other companies must also have tunnels. They won't bump into each other, right?"

"Who knows!" Song Shuhua shook her head and said, "The tunnels are the most secrets of each family, and outsiders have no idea about them."

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Then now that I know this tunnel, can I be considered a member of the Song family?"

"You only know one thing, it's nothing serious." Song Shuhua said, putting her right palm in front of her eyebrows to look at her: "Second uncle and the others should have arrived."

"Let's meet here?" Li Muchan asked.

Song Shuhua nodded: "The person named Fan is going to Kuthuang Temple."

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While the two were talking, several figures suddenly flashed out of the woods and emerged from the woods. They were all dressed in black, with solemn expressions and murderous aura.

Li Muchan frowned and looked at a few people, and shook his head. If it weren't for the assassination pestle, it couldn't hide the murderous intent. Once he got close, he would be able to detect it, and it would be difficult for a sneak attack to succeed.

The most critical thing about an assassination is the first wave of sneak attacks. Success will get twice the result with half the effort. Failure often means failure. Not only will you not be able to kill others, but you will be killed by others.

"Second uncle." Song Shuhua said.

An old man with a white beard and eyebrows stepped over and nodded: "You just arrived?"

"Well, Li Wuji, this is my second uncle." Song Shuhua pointed at Li Muchan: "This is Li Wuji."

The old man nodded, smiled kindly and said, "Not bad young man."

Li Muchan took a look at him and saw that he was somewhat similar to Song Shuhua. He had a long face, big eyes, and a straight nose. He must have been a handsome man when he was young. Although he was older, his silver beard was fluttering and his frosty eyebrows were slightly twitching, giving him a different air of aloofness.

Li Muchan smiled and clasped his fists. He had met the second master. He knew that the old man's name was Song Hai and that he had a very high status in the Song family, second only to the head of the family.

Song Hai glanced at everyone, and together with his twelve grand masters, this power was more than enough to wipe out ordinary small sects, let alone assassinate a second-generation disciple. With confidence in his eyes, he said slowly: "Everyone

, we must succeed this time, otherwise it will be difficult to start again!"

"Second Master, just say it!" A dark-faced old man said solemnly.

His square face exudes loyalty, his expression is passionate and murderous, and his whole body exudes a cold air.

"Old Fang, there is no rush," Song Hai waved his hand, stroking his beard and smiling: "We will divide it into three waves this time, the first wave of assassinations, the second wave of strong attacks, and the third wave of secret attacks. In short, we must kill Fan Zhao!"

"Second Master, why go to all this trouble? Just go out and kill him in one go!" Lao Fang shook his head and said in confusion.

Song Hai shook his head and said: "This is fun, but if they are prepared, we will be in danger if things don't work out. Killing Fan Zhao is important, but our safety is the first priority!"

"Hey, following the second master will give you peace of mind!" Lao Fang chuckled.

Song Hai shook his head and smiled, then turned around and said: "Xiaohua, you and Wuji will do the second wave, Lao Fang, Lao Li, Zhang Da and Zhang Er, plus me will be the first wave, and the rest will do the third wave."

Lao Fang frowned and said: "Second Master, how can a general like you rush to the front?"

Li Muchan nodded, and Song Shuhua said: "That's right, second uncle, as the commander, you should take the back seat, and I'll be the first wave."

Song Hai shook his head: "Xiaohua, although you are already a master, your time is still short, your skills are not stable and your internal strength is not pure, so you are still a little behind."

Song Shuhua said displeasedly: "Second uncle, you underestimate me!"

"Okay, listen to my uncle, you can follow the second wave. If the assassination fails, you can attack again!" Song Hai waved his hand.

Song Shuhua wanted to say more, but Li Muchan secretly said: "Listen to the second master."

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Han Shuhua reluctantly shut up and turned to glare at Li Muchan. Song Hai kept the two people's little actions under his eyes and frowned secretly. This Xiaohua is really annoying!

Song Haidao: "Okay, we all have experience in this kind of thing. I don't need to say more, I will take the lead."

"Second Master!" Lao Fang's face darkened.

Song Hai waved his hand and said: "Old Fang, the timing of this assassination is also very important. I'd better do it myself. There is no need to say the rest. You all know how to do it."

"manage

..." Everyone shook their heads, knowing that he would never change his words.

Song Hai turned around and said: "Xiaohua, you are behind us, Lao Jin, you guys are lying in ambush on the bridge. If they escape, it will not be too late to take action!"

"Okay." A round-faced old man nodded.

Song Hai waved his hand, and everyone split up. He took the lead and walked down the woods, stopping beside a path. After that, everyone started to find a place to adjust their breathing.

Li Muchan asked Song Shuhua in his mind: "Fan Zhao will definitely come here?"

"Well, he always comes here to visit the mountain after going to Kuxue Temple." Song Shuhua nodded.

It seems that the Song family has a deep understanding of the Fan family, and it is natural that if they know themselves and their enemies, they will be able to fight in a hundred battles. However, it is too easy to ambush here, and Fan Zhao cannot be unprepared.

Even if he didn't know that the Song family wanted to kill him, he must have brought enough guards.

Song Shuhua said: "I want to kill Fan Zhao with my own hands in the first wave!"

Li Muchan shook his head: "Fan Zhao is not that easy to kill. The second wave is the safest. This is the second master's hard work!"

Song Shuhua snorted and said, "He just looks down on me!"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "What's the point of looking down on me? You are very skilled in martial arts, but can you be stronger than the Second Master and the others?"

"Kouheng!" Song Shuhua curled her lips and said no more.

Although her cultivation is deep and her mentality is brilliant, her second uncle's mentality is equally brilliant and will never be weaker than hers. Although he was promoted to Grandmaster earlier than her, after so many years, his cultivation will definitely surpass hers.

Time gradually passed as the two chatted, and the sun moved little by little, and finally reached the center of the mountain. The sun was shining brightly, and the woods were a bit sultry.

Li Muchan and Song Shuhua were a hundred meters away from Song Hai and the others. He had keen eyesight and immediately saw the difference in their movements and hurriedly made signs.

There are only two people in this group, so they are obviously dispensable. Moreover, the two of them are the youngest, so compared with the elders, their temperament is naturally much lower.

Song Shuhua's voice in her mind lowered her voice: "Coming?"

Li Muchan nodded and raised his eyebrows: "Sure enough, there are many guards!"

Song Shuhua knew that he had some strange abilities, which kind of secret technique he must be, so she asked in a low voice: "How many guards?"

"Eight." Li Muchan said, shaking his head: "Six grandmasters, huh -? There are also four secret guards... who are also grandmasters!"
Chapter completed!