Feng Xiao fell to the ground, and Tongzhu couldn't help but tremble.

He raised his head and felt that the space around him had become extremely vast and he was infinitely small.

The sick young man looking down at him turned into a tall giant with contempt, and the shadowy figures beside him, even the color of which had changed, were whispering and heart-wrenching words.

What a thousand people mean!

"No--"

Feng Xiao held his head and moved back until his back was against the pillar, and he felt that he had support.

"It's just a sword! Nothing more than that!"

"How could anyone do it... You are lying! You are lying to me! You want to destroy my Taoist heart!"

Feng Xiao pointed angrily at Giant Xu in front of him, his fingers trembling.

"If deceiving yourself can make you feel better, I have nothing to say."

"ah!

!”

Hearing the heart-rending roar, everyone could already see the demonic energy clearly escaping from Feng Xiao's body.

The sound of kaka is endless.

Something seemed to be breaking inside Feng Xiao's body.

The aura of Tao Yun in him is withering, and the aura of the Sword Dao Throne is fading...

"That's enough!" The ghost-faced old man couldn't bear it any longer and shouted angrily.

After all, Feng Xiao was also a member of the Ghosts and Gods Gang, and we couldn't just sit back and watch him die in such humiliation.

But the sick man's interpretation of Gu Jianxiu made Ghost Face feel that he couldn't resist even if he passed it, so he didn't know how to respond.

Words can reach the pain points, but people have their own root causes.

"poor person must have something mean……"

The sick young master turned his eyes and looked at the ghost-faced old man: "If this young master can really break his Taoist heart with just a few words, then why would he practice swordsmanship or change his Taoism? It would be quite appropriate for him to return to the mountain to retire."

After all, he is not the Eight Masters, but he still has compassion.

Hearing the sound, Feng Xiao suddenly raised his head, as if grasping a life-saving straw, he stopped halfway in his obsession and murmured:

"Yeah, how could I listen to this monster and get myself into trouble..."

His muttering to himself was eventually so muffled that he couldn't hear it, and even if he did, he couldn't make out what he was saying.

The ghost-faced old man breathed a long sigh of relief, seeing that Xu Gusheng had thrown a life-saving floating board to Gu Jianxiu, who was drowning and dying.

Mo clasped his fists, and the old man quickly waved his hand: "Someone, please carry Feng Xiao away."

A look at the steps of three or five big men.

A man nearby picked up this embarrassing thing with one hand like a chicken and carried it away from Yougui Pavilion.

"Old man, are you still fighting?"

After saying this, the ghost-faced old man looked embarrassed and did not look back. The precious light on his body flickered, disappearing and appearing.

He didn't know whether to continue fighting or stop.

It was him who ordered Feng Xiao to cause trouble. Xu Gusheng was so thoughtful that he must have noticed it by now.

However, he did not hurt anyone's life for the first time. After meeting the Ghosts and Gods Gang and understanding the ins and outs, he was given another chance to kill Feng Xiao's Taoist heart.

This makes it a little difficult for the ghost-faced old man to behave.

The leader of the Ghosts and Gods Gang attaches great importance to loyalty and uses "loyalty, righteousness and courage to do justice for heaven": respect one foot and respect another one.

I thought this was another playboy who came to tease Aunt Xiang under the guise of being a descendant of Taixu. The Ghosts and Gods Gang just took this opportunity to kill a descendant of Taixu, shocking everyone.

After that, Yougui Pavilion will surely calm down for a while.

I never thought that Xu Gusheng had some ink in his belly. He had many men under his command, and his swordsmanship was astonishing. He was both civil and military, had a clear division of labor, and could repay evil with kindness...

"Hiss!" The ghost-faced old man scratched his head, feeling that his brain was a little swollen.

Yi, Aunt Xiang.

Which one is more important?

If he doesn't fight now, when Boss Shen Yi learns, he will definitely beat him up for Aunt Xiang.

If there is a fight at this time, he will set up the situation in front, and Xu Gusheng will be merciful and merciful, and let Feng Xiao stay behind.

Such a magnanimous person, regardless of past grudges, and tolerant people, God Yi Lao will put down his dignity to make friends, and if he repays kindness and retaliates...

Not to mention that Boss Shenyi would beat people even more if he knew about it!

The ghost-faced old man couldn't let go of this situation in his heart!

Very good... Xu Xiaoshou watched the old man struggling in public, and summed up his concise impression of the Ghosts and Gods Gang in his heart:

Simple mind, well-developed limbs.

He shook the paper fan and created an invisible step. He said with a smile: "With your ability and my protective power, if you continue to fight, life or death is unknown, Yougui Pavilion will definitely collapse first. Is this what you think?"

Do you want it?"

The ghost-faced old man's eyes were shocked, and he clapped his fist, "Yes!"

The glow on his body immediately disappeared, his hair turned pale, and his body shrank a bit.

But still strong.

This method of opening orifices and acupoints seems to be completely within his tolerance, and there will be few sequelae.

"Mr. Xu, may I ask..."

"My young master came to look for Aunt Xiang. It is not what you and others have in mind. It is for business."

The old man with a ghost face trembled, how could he read minds?

"Being suspicious, passive value, +23."

"Dare to ask..."

"Are you sure you dare to ask?"

"Being suspicious, passive value, +326."

The ghost-faced old man was choked again. Now he was petrified in the same place. He could neither advance nor retreat. He stopped talking but stopped talking.

At a certain moment, he understood why Feng Xiao was made to vomit blood by Mr. Xu.

——It’s so uncomfortable!

The sick young master looked past him, raised his eyes as he fanned his fan, looked at the hole in the top of Yougui Pavilion, and sneered loudly:

"Are all the people in the Central Territory so arrogant?"

"I am treating your distinguished guests to drinks with great sincerity, just to meet Auntie Xiang."

"Unexpectedly, you first made people disappear, then asked Feng Xiao to cause trouble, and then used the ghosts and gods to help you fight for justice. You secretly wanted to kill people, but when you couldn't beat them, you became a coward... ha!"

The sick young man sneered, looked around, and said with a slight sneer:

"Is this the way you treat guests at Yougui Pavilion?"

"Is this the height of a ten-seat stand?"

"Then it seems that I, an uninvited guest from the Eastern Territory, am too obtrusive to climb up to your Yougui Pavilion. This money will just be used as dog food... Let's go, everyone."

The sick man waved his sleeves and robes, took his guards with him, and walked away without saying a word.

After hearing this, the people around him immediately started to discuss it.

Looking at it this way, Yougui Pavilion does treat people unfairly.

If Xu Gusheng hadn't been protected by the guards here, he would have lost his wife and his troops.

"Master!"

"Master Xu!"

Yingying, Queer and others were anxious.

Mr. Sick wears his hat too high. If word spreads, no one will dare to come to Yougui Pavilion again.

"It's not like that..." The ghost-faced old man was also anxious.

In desperation, he directly stood in front of Mr. Xu and explained bravely: "I found this person, and I did this game. It has nothing to do with Yougui Pavilion or Aunt Xiang. Don't try to taint someone's innocence.

"

"wonderful!"

“It’s really wonderful!”

The sick man clapped his hands together, looked around at the crowd, and laughed:
To be continued...