Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why would I still want to be the leader?

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Wan Sanqian directly revealed Jiang Beiqing's disappearance.

"My boss."

"Beiqing has already taken leave in advance."

Jiang Beiqing felt that he had done nothing wrong.

I feel that what I have done is flawless.

Even if Wan Sanqian is the boss, he cannot act recklessly.

"I know."

"If you're just going there to have sex, that's fine."

"Wan was even happy to oblige."

Wan Sanqian shook his head, put down his teacup, and sighed heavily, "But you should never, ever follow my driver."

His driver.

He is Wan Sanqian's most trusted subordinate.

Responsible for the secret delivery of supplies to the Four Ghosts of Xiangxi.

"Ok."

"Since you know, I won't hide it."

Jiang Bei asked coldly, "I can also practice the Phantom Divine Art. With my talent, I can achieve some success within ten years. But why are those four freaks doing it, and not me?"

Money moves people's hearts.

The only thing that can make a warrior tempted and even abandon his gratitude is a unique skill.

"You are too ambitious."

"Although I took you in and protected you, you and your family are born with betrayal in your blood."

Wan Sanqian sneered, "You only know the news about the Phantom Divine Art now, and you dare to secretly plan it behind my back. If I let you succeed in practicing it, will you still submit to me?"

Jiangbeiqing.

Descendant of Jiang Biehe, the traitor of Yihua Palace.

His ancestors betrayed their benefactor, and he is now following the same path.

"Then there's no way."

Jiang Beiqing suddenly became ferocious.

"In your words..."

"You should never, ever come to see me alone."

Jiang Beiqing gathered his true energy in his palms.

He is best at whipping.

But the Jiang family's orthodox palm technique is not weak either.

"Knew it."

Wan Sanqian was very disappointed.

He sat here, holding Jiang Beiqing's favorite things.

It is to give Jiang Beiqing the last chance.

Unfortunately.

Jiang Beiqing gave up on his own.

"Pretend to be a ghost."

Jiang Beiqing was too lazy to talk nonsense and slapped Wan Sanqian on the head.

The sword light suddenly appeared.

Jiang Beiqing was so frightened that he quickly changed his tactics...

In an instant, the two sides had exchanged more than ten moves.

Jiang Beiqing's body retreated continuously.

Come directly to the door.

"not bad."

Lin Zhongxiong slowly walked out from the blind spot behind the screen.

Don’t think that Jiang Beiqing’s palm technique seems to be without much force.

But each palm was extremely terrifying.

This is not.

The palm that Lin Zhongxiong had just avoided hit the wooden pillar behind him.

He actually left a clear palm print on the wooden pillar.

"you again."

Jiang Beiqing was puzzled by Wan Sanqian's choice last time.

But he thought that Wan Sanqian was deliberately trying to make peace with the Fuwei Escort Agency, so he didn't take it seriously.

Only later did I find out that Wan Sanqian didn't trust me and would rather trust a temporary outsider.

"General escort chief."

"I want to ask him a few more things."

Three thousand made a request.

The implication is that they want to be taken alive.

"hateful."

Jiang Beiqing is very confident in his martial arts.

I have never suffered such humiliation.

No nonsense.

The strongest palm technique was used to kill directly.

This time there were no reservations.

Just like that, he struck down diagonally like an axe splitting a mountain.

Like taking the head.

It also seemed to attack the arms and chest.

It seems that there is nothing mysterious about it, but in fact the palm style contains several variations.

And the speed of change is also jaw-dropping.

Lin Zhongxiong used the Hanshan Sword in three moves, and he changed the moves in an instant.

It eventually turned into an unavoidable palm.

The Hanshan Sword was hit red-handed.

But in the blink of an eye, Lin Zhongxiong retreated half a step with a wicked smile.

At the same time, a flash of silver light passed before Jiang Beiqing's eyes.

"what……"

Jiang Beiqing screamed and flew out of the door.

Relying on his horrific memory, he leaped over the wall of the first floor.

Quickly escape into the river.

"The Flower-Splitting Willow Palm is pretty good."

Lin Zhongxiong retracted the silver-feathered arrow in his hand and said regretfully, "If Lord Wanlou hadn't wanted to capture him alive, I would have pierced his heart instead of destroying his eyes."

"It's Wan's fault."

1.4 Three thousand decisively admitted defeat.

In the past, Lin Zhongxiong had no skills in using hidden weapons at all.

When did he practice it?

And it’s such a unique little arrow.

"It's the second day."

Lin Zhongxiong reminded: "Master Wan, our cooperation only has one day left."

"Wan knows."

"Thank you for your hard work, Chief Escort."

Wan Sanqian really admires Lin Zhongxiong's honesty.

I feel like working with such people.

It is undoubtedly the most real.

Unfortunately.

Lin Zhongxiong is also very rich.

No way would I accept his lifetime employment.

Wan Sanqian brought up the past again: "However, the Chief Escort really doesn't consider Wan's previous proposal?"

"No."

Lin Zhongxiong decisively refused and said, "This is the only disciple I have left. I can't bear to let him go, and I don't want to delay Master Wan."

Wan Sanqian saw that he failed to recruit Lin Zhongxiong.

So he set his sights on Lin Qi.

The result was still rejected.

"That……"

Wan Sanqian tempted, "What if I knew the whereabouts of Ku Zhuo?"

"Ok?"

Lin Zhongxiong was moved.

The murderous intent also arose.

Chapter 263 Hattori's Thousands of Troops

"What a terrible fate."

After reading the message, Yue Buqun couldn't help but shake his head.

Yan Nanfei, the future number one on the Jianghu celebrity list, was taught swordsmanship by an old blind beggar with excellent whip skills.