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Volume 4 Sword Qi Struggle Chapter 22 Poison Killing

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    "Yes! Did you secretly kill the killer? Tell me quickly!" "The demon sect thieves are insidious and vicious. They know they are no match for them, so they only use these weird tricks!" "Hmph, hum, hum, hahahahahaha." Tian  Du Ming first sneered, then smiled, and then turned into a laugh: "A bunch of clowns, chickens and dogs, they don't even urinate on the ground and look at themselves to see what they are? How dare they do that?"  Are you yelling in front of me? "Shut the hell up!" But just when everyone was cursing, they heard a burst of laughter, and the sound was louder than the yelling, and then everyone was yelled at.  She was speechless. Even Master Mingxin was secretly surprised by Tian Duming's profound skills and shook her head. If this group of rabble were really compared with this group of well-trained demon cultists, they would probably suffer a big loss.  .  "Mr. Tian, ??what are you laughing at? Is there anything funny about what I said?!" Mr. He was extremely angry, but nearly a hundred years of Qi cultivation was enough for him to suppress all his anger.  It's just that the bow and arrow in the hands of the servant of the He family were already pointed at Tian Duming when he laughed. He was waiting for the old man's order to fire thousands of arrows to kill the leader of the demon sect who insulted He Jiabao.  .  Tian Duming saw that the effect was surprisingly good, and everyone was shocked at once. There was a trace of complacency on the corner of his mouth, but his hard training over the years had not been in vain. He glanced around the crowd, and finally looked at Mr. He, somewhat  He said frivolously: "Mr. He, my Holy Master sincerely sends you a gift. It's all sincere. You'd better take a look, otherwise you may regret it for the rest of your life." "I'm asking you! Assassinate three of my family members.  Brother, are you a dead soldier of your demon sect?" Mr. He's face was purple. He had been in the court for decades, so he was naturally familiar with how to deal with such things.  A mere Tian Duming was still far behind the King of Yan or the late Emperor.  Seeing that Mr. He was not fooled, Tian Duming lost his temper. He knew that once he admitted it, He Yuantu would not accept this gift from the Holy Master.  Don't you admit it?  Sorry, the divine religion always only knows how to get what is right, not what to ask for from the song. In other words, a mere Hejiabao is not worth Tian Duming's lies.  Tian Duming's heart was full of sorrow.  Suddenly a plan came to his mind, "I can't say whether it is yes or no. Why don't you, old man, accept the gift from the Holy Master? After reading it, maybe you will understand naturally." "This  " He Yuantu heard it like this, and it didn't matter whether he accepted it or not.  Take it, it will destroy the morality of the world and the battle between good and evil; don't take it.  The pain of losing a son and the mystery of the murder scratched his heart like a cat's claws.  Master Mingxin below knew the conflict in He Yuantu's heart and looked around the field.  It seemed that there was no one more suitable to speak than himself. He nodded with satisfaction and said with a slight smile: "Mr. He, you might as well see what kind of mystery this demon sect thief has made. So many friends in the world are watching. When the time comes,  If anyone wants to ask, just ask him to go to the Jianxing Peak of Hengshan Mountain and ask the poor nun. " Others are also a little curious about the birthday of Mr. He, who is the leader of Shanxi Baidao. As the archenemy of the Sun Moon God Sect, I will go to the end.  What kind of gift did you send him?  Even Master Mingxin of the Hengshan Sect was a little curious.  Seeing that Master Mingxin had spoken, He Yuantu followed suit and said: "In that case, I would like to thank you for your sincerity. Then please ask my friend Tian to bring the things up, and let me be a hero from all walks of life."  "Haha, that's right, that's how it should be." Tian Duming felt proud that the old fox finally took the bait. Although he was smiling, there was nothing strange about it.  exposed.  He nodded to the members of the Sun Moon Sect who had been holding the wooden box. The man understood and held the wooden box step by step up the steps, climbed the tower, and presented the wooden box in front of He Yuantu.  .  He Yuantu didn't know why. He wanted to take it, but he didn't dare to take it. He always felt something was wrong and hesitated whether to take the wooden box.  "It's coming! It's coming! Take it now, take it now!" Tian Duming shouted in his heart, but he didn't dare to show any strange color on his face, which was still smiling.  But how could he hide his little Taoism from Master Mingxin?  Master Mingxin could tell that although Tian Duming was smiling, there was clearly a hint of joking and cruelty in the corners of his mouth.  Master Mingxin¡¯s heart sank, she was afraid that the so-called gift was not a good thing, and there might be some dangerous hidden weapon or highly poisonous drug in it.  But now it seems that it is too late to change his words. The impact of the change of words on the reputation of the Hengshan Sect forced Master Mingxin to close her open mouth again.  Finally, He Yuantu took the purple-black wooden box.  Seeing He Yuantu unpacking the purple-black wooden box, Tian Duming finally relaxed and sighed in his heart: "He Yuantuit's overHejiabaoit's over"  "Flag Master, the gift has been delivered." The Sun Moon God Sect member holding the gift presented the purple-black wooden box to He Yuantu and then retreated from the city wall.  When he arrived in front of Tian Duming, the man clasped his hands in his fists, bowed and said again.  Tian Duming nodded, and did not turn his eyes to the congregant, but stared at He Yuantu.  Mrs. He's hands were trembling a little. He held the wooden box with his left hand and slowly opened the wooden box with his right hand.  After opening it, Mr. He felt inexplicable. There was neither a vicious mechanism nor anything strange in shape. It was just a memorial-like thing with a cover made of bright yellow silk.  Looking at the beautifully decorated booklet, Mr. He wanted to pick it up, but he didn't dare to pick it up. Although he wanted to know what was in the box, he was also afraid that there might be something like poison or poison in the box.  Despite the plot by the demon sect thieves, he hesitated to move forward.  Seeing the master's family in trouble, a son of the family stood up and said, "Old Master, can the little one take it out for you?" "Huh?" Before He Yuantu could react, the young man's servant took out the book directly from the wooden box.  , opened it, and didn't know what he saw. With a shake of his hands, the bright yellow satin cover fell directly to the ground.  At this time, He Yuantu came to his senses and knew that the servant was doing it for himself, so he did not blame him harshly. He decided in his heart that after this disaster, he would arrange a marriage for the servant and marry him a daughter-in-law; all the rent at home would be waived.  Suddenly, he saw the folding book fall to the ground and asked quickly: "Erdanzi, what is written on it?" (To be continued)
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