In the old days, Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people.
A Wuyi lane, the road to Qinhuai ancient scenery.
Wuyi Gang - is also one of the seven crowns of the White King. Compared with the other six forces, it has more extravagance and vicissitudes. The source of this gang is Wuyi Lane, which condenses the shadow of the Qinhuai River through the ages. Their bloodlines were inherited from the high-level clans hundreds of years ago, and they are still prominent today.
What makes the Wuyi Gang different is their deep connection with the royal family.
In the Wang Xie family, the Xie family and the royal family are in-laws, and the Xie family has married two generations of queens, and one of the emperor's concubines is also from the Xie family. This concubine Hui gave birth to the eldest son Chi Wang, and the second princess, Princess Hongzhuang. The family is very precious.
The Wang family is the chief coach for the training of the Imperial Army, and in addition, it has an inextricable relationship with Qilinwei.
Therefore, among the seven crowns of the White King, if the Gold and Silver Sect is the richest, the Lushan Sword View is the strongest, and the Wuyi Gang is the most respected.
Not to mention, the Wuyi Gang is the only White King Seven Crowns whose sphere of influence is in the capital. At the foot of the emperor, there is a group with such a powerful force next to the emperor, and it will last for hundreds of years. How could it be possible without a high degree of trust.
A light flashed in the eyes of an old man, obviously with deep inner strength and extraordinary cultivation, he entered the secret way with sound transmission.
"Boss, we have been ordered by the emperor to arrest the gods. But do nothing else, just watch the people who came to buy the portrait of the old thief in Ximen. After waiting for so many days, there are quite a lot of people who came to buy, but None of them are scattered gods. Do you think the emperor's strategy will not work?"
Another slightly younger man continued: "That's right, Dad, you said that the emperor is too disrespectful to people, and even asked us five old men in Wuyi to do this kind of thing." Although the speaker called Dad, his age was also different. Fifty or so, not young.
"nonsense!"
The old man at the head is already over seventy this year. Two of the five elders are his brothers, and one is even his own son. But he had dark eyebrows, not even a trace of white hair, and his face did not look very old. This is the head of the five elders, Mrs. Xie, the oldest senior in the Xie family in the Wang Xie family.
This old man is still red-faced, and his inner strength is as deep as a strong man. Moreover, the internal strength is extremely domineering, and the voice is like Jiao Lei's ears everywhere, which is extremely uncomfortable to hear.
"No matter how good the emperor's strategy is. Sanshen Zun is a person from the Western Regions, and it is most likely to be active in this light. He has a nest with the old thief of Ximen. If he knew that his portrait was circulated among the people, why would it be? Is there a reason why you shouldn't come to verify? I said that you young people are all too impetuous. I think that when your elder brother, your father, your uncle, and I followed the emperor to death, when the army entered seven times before the battle, it was called a tragic…”
Grandpa Xie's eldest son and one of the five elders, Grandpa Xie hurriedly stopped him from continuing to teach the ancients.
"Dad, don't worry. Your temper is too big, I mean this... You are also the father of the country, and the father of the concubine Hui, let you do this. Besides, Hong Zhuang is your granddaughter. I'm about to get married, and I'm still looking for other men, it's not good for me."
Grandpa Xie shivered and finished speaking, and Grandpa Xie raised his eyes and gave his son a big look.
"Confused! Brat, you don't believe me when I call you confused!"
Uncle Xie, who is in his fifties, is now the head of the Xie family who has inherited the mantle of Lao Tzu. He is also the deputy head of the Wuyi Gang, one person is more than ten thousand people. After being scolded by Lao Tzu for a few words, the old man blushed and said, "Your granddaughter is yours, and your family is also yours. I don't dare to talk about what you like to do."
Mr. Xie didn't talk nonsense, and went up with one foot. The three people who were hiding on the corner of the street were almost exposed.
"You think you have a family and a business, and you are the uncle of the country, so I can't scold you?! Why did the emperor let us find the Sanshen Zun? It's nothing more than wanting Hong Zhuang to meet the man he likes. Look at you. How much haggard has Hong Zhuang been these days? In the past, I was in high spirits by practicing swords every day, but now I waved it twice and said I was a little tired, brows were furrowed, and I had no appetite for eating. You don’t feel bad for your uncle, I’m a grandfather. Can't see it!"
The old man Xie scolded angrily, and the scolding son did not dare to retort, and continued.
"Furthermore, the Sanshen Zun fought against the gang master in the past, and you and I know how martial arts are. Let alone you, even if the old man joins forces with you, the chance of winning is slim. If it weren't for the five elders Tong Lao, how can you keep him?"
Another old man said: "But eldest brother, the Sanshen Zun has high martial arts skills and is from the Western Regions. This kid is no more than 30 years old, how strong his martial arts skills are, and he is obviously from the Middle Earth. What are we staring at him for? ?"
The old man Xie pondered: "That's not necessarily true. When the Sanshen Zun fought against the gang master, the voice was not very young, not to mention that you and I have never really seen the face of the Sanshen Zun, and I don't know if it is really from the Western Regions. But in terms of the old man's eyesight, this kid's physique is one of a kind, he's a good martial artist, and his martial arts aren't much different. And you didn't see how good he was when he left just now."
The other two nodded frequently.
They are not too young. After experiencing the strong winds and waves on the rivers and lakes, I also encountered the brilliance of this life. The mentality of chasing fame and fortune has long been forgotten. Today, they care more about family and affection, and they don't care about the rest.
Uncle Xie worried: "If he is really a scattered god, will we be noticed by him if we stand so close to talking?"
"Hmph, I still don't understand anything at an age."
The old man Xie said angrily: "We are about ten feet apart, and we use voice transmission to enter the secret to speak. With our voice transmission and secret method, even if we speak face to face, he can't hear the slightest bit. How can he hear at such a distance? You said. He is an immortal."
Hello, here is the fairy.
I glanced up and down, stared at the pages in my hand, and listened to all three of their conversations.
After listening to it for a long time just now, I was still thinking about who these guys are? It turned out that the princess' family had arrived.
No wonder... I looked at the two pages in my hand.
Ximen blows the lamp so well, but my portrait is messed up. It turned out that the portrait of the old thief at Ximen was the bait provided by the court to lure me into the bait.
It seems that the two paintings are not from the same party, but... Who is this Uncle Tianzhu's portrait, and for what purpose
I'm baffled.
Forget it, I'll talk about this later, I have to find the princess first. Although after listening to the narration of the gangster, I think the princess should be a false and vain snake, trying to take advantage of the situation to smash the den of thieves. But after all, she is a girl's family and a princess, so it's better to take a look.
It's just, how to get rid of these old seniors, too high-profile will be suspected...
I was holding my hands and thinking hard, when suddenly a large group of people ran across. Looking at the clothes and attire is not a gang, at least one person from a different gang ran towards me murderously.
The leader asked fiercely, "Your name is Ming Feizhen?"
I glanced at these guys, with knives on their waists, murderous, they shouldn't be good people.
"no."
I waved my hand, followed my finger to the back of the room, and said in a low voice.
"Ming Feizhen ran over there just now."
"Then you are..."
"Ah, you're welcome." I smiled and said, "Old man Zhong Ning, it's no problem to be brave."
Chapter 27
The leading man looked at me with sharp eyes.
"I'm the head of the ring horse gang, you remember me."
Two narrowed eyes stared at mine, but they were too short to meet them. He snorted coldly and said viciously, "Remember not to lie to me, or else you won't be able to eat and go! Let's go!"
Pulling out his waist knife, he turned around and called the person beside him to go to the alley. There are about 40 people who belong to his side, and there are about 200 people who belong to other gangs. These people are so eager to find me, there must be someone to deal with me.
I saw them crowding into the alley, and the five old men in black clothes hiding in the alley and on the roof were not at all afraid of being discovered. Their martial arts are much stronger than these wine bags and rice bags. Even if they are a threat in terms of numbers, the fact that their martial arts is low is impossible.
I held my hands and waited quietly for them to go all the way, until I started searching at the alley, and I suddenly shouted: "Be careful of the old people at the alley, they are looking for trouble!"
"Old man... eh! What are you doing hiding here, old man! Hide your head and show your tail, come down!"
More than 200 pairs of eyes are still vicious after all, and it's okay to say on the roof, but the three people who were stuck on the wall in the corner were still noticed.
A black figure suddenly fell to the ground like a storm, with terrifying power. At first glance, it seemed to me that it was the oldest Mr. Xie. He frowned, his cheeks flushed with anger.
"Lao Tzu's! This old man has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, and no one has dared to yell at the old man like this. Who was the old man who scolded him just now!"
One of the ringing horse gang members bravely stood up in front of the gang leader: "That's what I called, the old dog thing, how are you doing—"