The Zhou family in the west of the city.
Zhou Peng staggered towards Zhou's house, and the people of Western Zhou Dynasty showed disgust when they saw his miserable appearance.
When the guards of the Zhou family saw Zhou Peng, they couldn't help but frowned. Where did the beggar come from?
Just as he was about to scold him, he was shocked when he saw Zhou Peng's face, Elder Zhou Peng!
"Elder Zhou Peng! What's wrong with you?"
Zhou Peng pretended to be panicked, "I want to see the head of the family... quickly..."
The guard nodded quickly, "Okay...ok..."
Elder Zhou Peng is a master in the Xiantian realm, but he was injured! It seems something serious has happened.
Zhou Zhen, the head of the Zhou family, is a master in the early stage of the Grand Master realm. He has strong martial arts skills and a meteor sword technique as fast as lightning. He has earned the nickname Meteor Sword in the world.
Meteor Sword Zhou Zhen is also a well-known figure in Youzhou!
Zhou Zhen is a middle-aged man, full of energy and fierce. He stood up with his sword put away. When he heard the guard's words, his thick eyebrows frowned, "Zhou Peng was injured? What happened?"
"Master, we don't know either, Elder Zhou didn't say anything!"
Zhou Zhen held the sword flower in his hand, and the long sword sank into the scabbard like lightning, and then walked towards the lobby.
When Zhou Peng saw Zhou Zhen coming, he coughed slightly and stood up quickly, "Master!"
Zhou Zhen frowned when he saw Zhou Peng's injuries, "You have a strong aura on your body. Did you get hurt at the Grand Master level?"
"yes!"
Zhou Zhen sat down and asked, "Aren't you in Baixiaotang? Why are you fighting against the Grandmaster?"
What is this Zhou Peng doing? He is not staying at Baixiao Hall, but actually goes to fight with others, and he is still fighting at the master level. He is a little dissatisfied.
Although the Zhou family is powerful, they cannot make enemies in the west!
"Three people came to Baixiao Hall this morning. One was in the Houtian realm, one was in the Xiantian realm, and one was in the Grandmaster realm. They started fighting in the Baixiaotang. We Westerners fought against us and were defeated by the Grandmaster realm. We fought desperately to break through. Escaped."
"Bai Xiaosheng has surrendered to them, and the intelligence network may fall into their hands. Head of the family, we must make plans in advance."
"What?"
Zhou Zhen was shocked when he heard this and stood up hurriedly, with a look of shock and anger on his face, "He Bai Xiaosheng is so brave, is he tired of living?"
Zhou Zhen was like a furious lion, staring at Zhou Peng and asking sternly, "Who is it? Who is it?"
Baixiaotang was built by the Western family at a huge expense. They can remain standing in Youzhou because of Baixiaotang's intelligence.
Now Bai Xiaosheng has rebelled, which he cannot accept.
"I don't know their identities either. Their accents don't sound like they are locals."
Zhou Zhen's face was as gloomy as water, his hands were clattering, and his eyes showed fierce murderous intent, "Whoever dares to provoke us will die!"
"Zhou Fu!"
At this moment, a man in butler's clothes hurried forward and said, "Master!"
"Take two thousand silver and ask Mr. Cao of the Black Ice Guards to block Linqing Mansion. They must not be allowed to leave!"
Zhou Fu hesitated when he heard this, "Master, are you afraid that two thousand taels are not enough?"
Who has a big appetite?
Zhou Zhen snorted coldly, "Tell him that as long as he helps us, our Xida family will not treat him badly and will speak kindly for him in front of Lin Baihu."
"yes!"
Zhou Zhen looked at Zhou Peng and said, "You Westerners escaped together, and the three of them will also get the news."
At this time, a guard hurriedly walked into the lobby, "Master, Master Wang, please come to the house and have a talk!"
Zhou Zhen's face showed an impatient look, "I know!"
It's all Wang Yan's bad deeds. If he hadn't stopped them, Baixiaotang would have been controlled by them long ago. How could they have taken advantage of others? Jianshou is hateful!
Among the big Western families, the Zhou family and the Wu family have a good relationship, but the Zheng family and the Wang family are in-laws. They want to be powerful, and the Xi family checks and balances each other.
Zhou Zhen always wanted to take Bai Xiaotang's intelligence organization into his hands. After all, Bai Xiaosheng was an outsider, so he was worried.
However, the Zheng family and the Wang family objected. If they were to jointly control the intelligence, there would be conflicts.
Their interests are different, their thoughts are different, and they are unwilling to monitor each other. They have no choice but to find someone to manage Baixiaotang!
It's just that he didn't expect that someone would dare to attract the attention of his big Western family, which made him regret it.
If Baixiaotang changes hands, their years of hard work will be in vain.
Zhou Zhen was extremely dissatisfied with Wang Yan.
"Master, the reason why Master Wang invites you is for the Baixiaotang matter. Let me go with you!"
Zhou Zhen pondered for a moment, "Okay, let's go!"
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Lingchu and the other three came to a coffin shop. The place was sparsely populated, with only a few or two groups of people passing by. When they saw the three of them, they all showed surprise and secretly said: Where did this rich young man come from!
Lingchu looked at the somewhat shabby coffin shop, smiled, and then walked in.
The coffin shop was a little dark, and there was only a middle-aged man carving the coffin. His face was not clear.
He glanced at the three of them out of the corner of his eye, and there was a faint glint in his eyes, what a profound aura!
"Do the three guest officers want longevity materials?"
Lingchu looked at him and smiled slightly, then glanced at the coffin of the Western Zhou Dynasty, "The workmanship is fine and the carving is exquisite, very good!"
"Of course, I am famous for my craftsmanship. The guest officer will definitely be satisfied!"
Lingchu touched the lines of the coffin and said lightly, "I didn't expect that the hands of a murderer could carve such a longevity material. It's really unexpected!"
"You think so! Eight-armed Rakshasa Weixiu!"
When Wei Xiu heard this, he paused with the carving knife in his hand, "I've told you a long time ago, don't bother me. I have no interest in joining your West Family!"
"People from the West Family are really not qualified to let you join. They are just a bunch of clowns. I am not from the West Family!"
Wei Xiu looked at Lingchu with calm eyes, "Who are you?"
"Someone who can help you get revenge!"
"Wei Xiu, you came from the Nine Evil Demon Prison. You were a famous evil master twenty years ago. You defeated dozens of Dali masters, and even defeated a grandmaster at that time. You were unparalleled in the limelight!"
"Ten years ago, you defected from the school and were hunted by the devil. Then you disappeared. According to rumors in the world, you betrayed the school by killing your master for the Heavenly Demon Art..."
"Nonsense!"
Wei Xiu exuded a strong murderous aura, "Anyone who spreads these words should die!"
"Since you are not from the West Family, why are you talking about this? You are not afraid that I will kill you!"
Lingchu glanced at Wei Xiu contemptuously, "You are not breathing well and there must be hidden wounds in your body. How much of your strength can you still use?"
Wei Xiu's eyes were cold and stern, "Even if I am injured, I am still an eight-armed Rakshasa. Even though you are strong, the odds are against you!"
Lingchu looked at Wei Xiu with a look of satisfaction in his eyes, "We have no grievances and no grudges. There is no need to fight between life and death!"
"Then what are you doing here?"
Jingli saw Lingchu's eyes and walked into the shop, "The Lord has established a killer organization, and I chose you!"
When Wei Xiu saw Jing Salamander, his eyes showed surprise, and then he snorted coldly, "Not interested!"
Jing Salamander's eyes were sharp and he snorted coldly, "It's not up to you!"
Wei Xiu's eyes flashed coldly, "If you want me to join, then it depends on your ability!"
Before he finished speaking, the carving knife in his hand turned into a ray of cold light and struck towards Jing Salamander's face, while a strong wind roared.
