Zongwu: Madam, please respect yourself

Order after order spread quickly through various hidden stakes of the White Lotus Sect.

These orders flowed quickly through various channels.

Before Wu Gong could finish his cup of tea, dozens of pigeons fell from the sky.

Five figures stood there, one after another, as if they were robots without any emotions, constantly looking through the letters.

Soon, they found something useful.

These letters were quickly placed in front of Wu Gong.

Picked up these letters and looked at them.

Wu Gong's face immediately darkened.

Seven hours ago, the Shenlong Sect came out of the Song Dynasty. Six hours ago, someone saw the Shenlong Sect and its current leader, Hong An, nearby. Three hours ago, when it was still dark, someone saw the Shenlong Sect chasing and killing him. A black carriage. Not all members of the White Lotus Sect wear white clothes. Some believers are just like ordinary people, hiding in the crowd and only appearing when they are specially summoned.

At this moment, the White Lotus Sect used all the hidden tools to help Wu Gong.

You must know that the White Lotus Sect has also been cultivating the territory of the Qing Dynasty for many years.

This time, the Manchu Qing Dynasty tried their best to completely eliminate the White Lotus Sect.

But it still left so many hidden piles.

It was precisely by using these hidden stakes that the White Lotus Sect succeeded in getting the news in such a short period of time.

Wu Gong quickly flipped through the notes one after another.

Finally, he determined the general direction.

He stood up and hugged his fists: "Thank you for your help!" After saying that, he immediately left to save others.

"Wait a minute, I'll let Lianhua go with you. With them here, the information of the White Lotus Sect can also be used by you. Maybe we can find them faster. What do you think?"

Wu Gong glanced at the Five Lotus Buddha Mothers who looked exactly the same.

He nodded silently and clasped his fists again: "Okay, thank you very much!"

"I am the concubine, thank you for your help!" The Red Fire Buddha Mother bowed deeply again, paused for several seconds, and asked Wu Gong to look deeply into the depths. She did not raise her waist until she could see clearly.

Wu Gong swallowed softly.

Turn around and quickly rush towards the direction pointed by the note.

The Five Lotus Buddha Mother follows her everywhere like a shadow.

The movements of the five people are exactly the same, and they still look like one person from the side.

Watching them leave.

The Scarlet Fire Buddha Mother showed a strange smile and said, "Lian'er, you can't let me down this time. The future of the White Lotus Sect depends on your belly."

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Li Mochou's face was extremely cold.

She threw the stone in her hand, and the stone passed through the head of the Shenlong Cultist who rushed up from below like a bullet.

Behind her, Su Quan's face was pale, and there was another wound on her lower abdomen.

Su Quan felt so unlucky because every time he was attacked, it was his abdomen.

Wang Yuyan pressed her wound with her hands desperately to prevent any more blood from splattering out.

But it's more likely because the blood has almost flowed out.

Zhao Tianyou had a big swelling on his head and was unconscious on the side.

The breath is quite stable.

I just couldn't wake up for a while.

Li Mochou looked at the Shenlong Cult disciples who were rushing up from below, and said in a weird tone to Su Quan next to her, "Aren't you the wife of the leader of the Shenlong Cult? Hurry up and get these bitches down there. To die."

Su Quan rolled his eyes angrily, "Aren't you the famous Fairy Chi Lian? How can you survive to kill them all? Didn't you once kill all the passenger ships on a river by yourself in one night?"

Li Mochou continued to wave the stone in her hand, and once again smashed the head of a Shenlong cultist: "Just talk and don't practice the tricks, why don't you go down there and kill them all? Isn't your Wandering Dragon Eight Elements good? Already?"

The two of them were dismantling each other, as if this moment was not a matter of life and death, but sitting in the boudoir, talking, laughing and having fun.

"Pfft!" Su Quan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and she let out a long sigh: "I may not be able to hold on any longer. It's a pity. It's so hard to find some hope in this life. It's hard to have hope. Let's get rid of this damn Hong Antong. The old guy was killed, I didn't expect it." Su Quan let out a long sigh again, and his face became paler and paler.

Li Mochou took out a small gourd from her waist.

After stuffing it into Su Quan's mouth, the thick and sweet royal jelly poured into Su Quan's throat.

Su Quan's spirit suddenly improved a lot.

My whole body was immediately filled with strength.

"It's not that easy if you want to die. I carry a lot of royal jelly with me, which is enough to drag you to death. I just saw many carrier pigeons flying overhead. I have a hunch that the person who saves us will arrive soon. .Don’t die. If he comes and finds you turned into a corpse, I won’t be able to explain to him.”

Su Quan gritted her teeth and swallowed the royal jelly in big mouthfuls, "Okay! Then I won't die." Her eyes gradually began to glow brightly, a bit like a flashback, but with the blessing of royal jelly, she suddenly It’s really not easy to die after a while.

Hong Antong stood expressionless. Surrendering to the Qing Dynasty was something he had planned for a long time.

This time it's just ahead of schedule.

Those who understand current affairs are heroes, and Hong Antong did not feel any discomfort or regret.

The Shenlong Sect is alone overseas, and all the territory on land has been divided up.

It took many years and generations of hard work, but in the end it was just a small amount of territory. During this period, a lot of territory was occupied by the Mingjiao. The Mingjiao was powerful and at the same time relied on the support of foreign aid to run rampant and tyrannical.

Hong Antong has had enough of this kind of life for a long time.

Today, the Manchu Qing Dynasty is the most powerful force, and many of the previous forces have fled to the south of the Yangtze River, leaving a large vacuum area in the north.

As long as the Shenlong Sect can settle in the north, it will only need to develop steadily for three to five years. By then, no one will be able to suppress the Shenlong Sect.

However, Hong Antong could also feel the Qing Dynasty's defense against him.

He understood that this was because he had not yet handed over the appropriate certificate of nomination.

But it doesn't matter, the certificate of submission has been found.

If he remembered correctly, that girl should be Empress Wu's daughter Zhao Tianyou. As long as he catches that girl, everything will be easy to handle. In addition, Li Mochou is Empress Wu's staff and knows many things inside the Song Dynasty. It is an extremely confidential matter, and coupled with her words, the weight of this letter of surrender should be heavy enough.

Of course, what Hong Antong cares about most is Su Quan. The exercises that Hong Antong practiced were correct in the early years, but now they have been replaced.

Coincidentally, the technique he practiced was called the Drinking Dove Abandonment Sutra.

This skill is actually the real skill of Shenlong Sect.

The founder of the Shenlong Sect is none other than Xuan Zhenzi, a martial arts legend among the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms. Xuan Zhenzi was bewitched by his inner demons and became obsessed with it, but he was still sober at times. In order to pass on his mantle, he secretly When I founded the Shenlong Sect, I originally wanted to be alone overseas and unknown to anyone, so as to ensure that my legacy would not be cut off.

But what I didn't expect was that with the establishment of the Song Dynasty, the Shenlong Sect also began to expand outwards in violation of its organizational training.

And because the Drinking Jiu Mourning Sutra is too haunting, and the possibility of becoming possessed is very high, the later leaders and disciples of the Shenlong Sect no longer practiced this technique, but changed to the Boy's Kung Fu, as long as the boy's body, then it also possesses powerful strength.

However, when I arrived at Hong Antong, my mind changed again.

There are countless techniques in the world, some are strong and some are weak.

Although Tongzi Kung Fu is powerful, it has many bottlenecks and progress is slow.

The Drinking Pigeon Mourning Sutra progresses very quickly, and it only needs to kill people to quickly increase its strength. Although the more people you kill, the easier it is for you to be possessed by your inner demons and fall into a state of obsession.

However, as long as this strength becomes stronger and there is no one in the world who cannot be killed, what will happen even if he falls into a crazy situation?

As long as you can become number one in the world.

What if he becomes a demon?

When Hong Antong thought of this, an unparalleled violence suddenly appeared deep in his heart, and then the zhenqi rolled all over his body, and the red zhenqi enveloped his body like a light mask.

He no longer waited, but pressed his feet harder, and his whole body floated towards the cliff.

Li Mochou's eyes narrowed.

His arm grabbed the whisk and at the same time clasped the last ice soul silver needle.

Silently watching the red figure in the distance getting closer and closer.

"Be careful, the evil technique he practices is extremely powerful, his true energy is like the sea, endless, but the speed may be a little slower. The best way is to use the Ice Soul Silver Needle to keep him away!"

Su Quan took a strong breath and silently placed his palm on the hilt of the sword.

Li Mochou felt bitter at the corners of her mouth.

The aura displayed by Hong Antong at this moment was like a rainbow, making her feel a tremor coming from the depths of her soul. She doesn't have many Ice Soul Silver Needles on her body, and she has never found a chance to replenish them. If it had been in the past, she could have used the Ice Soul Silver Needles to shoot Hong Antong into a sieve alive.

But now is obviously not the time to regret.

Li Mochou suddenly stepped forward.

The stone in front of him that was used to block the arrows flew out immediately.

At the same time, her whole body was pressed tightly against the stone, and the sharp edges of the whisk emitted dazzling silver light under the dim moonlight.

A sinister smile appeared on Hong Antong's lips.

The palm of the hand was like a knife. With a strong wave from top to bottom, the hard blue stone was immediately divided into two parts from the middle. It was like a hot knife cutting through butter smoothly. The cut was clean and neat, without any excess.

"Snapped!"

Broken stones fell to the ground.

Li Mochou's whisk has also arrived. At the same time, the fingers of her right hand trembled slightly, and three silver needles were shot at Hong Antong's three fatal points.

Hong Antong didn't hide or dodge.

The blood-like zhenqi was rolling all over his body.

The three silver needles were blown away. At the same time, he ignored the sharp whisk and struck Li Mochou's abdomen with a palm print. Li Mochou was unprepared, or had no time to defend, and was sent flying away. She spat out a mouthful of blood, and her breath suddenly became extremely weak.

Hong Antong was about to take the second slap.

But at this moment, a roar came: "Death to the old thief!"