"These people have been passing by here recently...and they are very good at it. We have met a few times, but we have not dealt with them."

Among the remaining members of the counter-sect, a master spoke up.

The rest of the people said nothing. It was dark at this time, and no one saw Zhang Zhenhai's embarrassment.

Of course, it's also possible that I pretended not to see it on purpose...

Zhang Zhenhai slowly recovered and followed suit.

"It should be someone from the Yuhai Gang."

"Yuhai Gang?" Zhang Rongfang was surprised.

"Well, behind a new gang that has emerged in Ci Tong recently, we suspect that it is probably the faction from the Jade Sea Dragon God." Zhang Zhenhai nodded.

"Xizong Hailong?" Zhang Rongfang nodded.

Hai Long...this name is destined to happen...we are all here, yet we can still meet him.

"Ignore them. As long as they don't offend us, just leave them alone." He has no interest in acting chivalrously now. The water behind Hai Long is very deep. Even if the Taoist Sect is fully pressed, it will only hurt both sides. There is no way to solve it.

So now, his best route is to continue to lie dormant and continue to accumulate attribute points.

He still has fifteen attributes, which are reserved for preparation of new hard skills.

"Let's go." He said solemnly.

"Yes." Zhang Zhenhai's body trembled and he said quickly.

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On Citon Bay, there is a big red ship with three floors.

At the top of the third floor, beside the mast.

A strong man with long hair disheveled and his chest exposed, holding a wine bag in his hand, was half lying on the roof of the building, looking at the crescent moon on the sea.

"There is a bright moon on the sea, and we are together at the end of the world. Lovers complain about the distant night, but they miss each other at night.

It has been ten years since you and I said goodbye since Wanzhong, right? Brother Liu Tang."

"It's been a long time indeed."

At the entrance to the top floor, a figure wearing a silver robe and an evil ghost mask walked out.

Judging from the curve, the figure is also male, with broad shoulders, arms above the knees, and a silver whip wrapped around his waist.

"I didn't expect you to be sent here by them." The ghost-faced man said solemnly.

"Isn't it the same for you? You even named yourself the Yuhai Gang? Hahaha.... If those people in the past knew about it, I wonder if they would laugh out loud.

There is nothing wrong with pretending to be, you have to pretend to belong to the Dragon God of the Jade Sea." The strong man with the wine bag didn't look at the other person, looked up at the night sky, and poured a sip of wine into his mouth.

"It's just what the situation requires." The ghost-faced man didn't take it seriously. "You, the Thousand Sect Alliance, came here to take advantage of the opportunity to strike."

"I have some thoughts, but the main reason why I came here this time is that some good players disappeared here before." The drunkard man responded casually. "The original plan was put on hold, and the master ordered me to come and investigate."

"You are still the same as before. You can't achieve anything by relying on those loose sands. How about joining me?" the ghost-faced man replied.

"Along with you? Isn't your induction door also a piece of loose sand? Haha." The strong man waved his hand. "Don't persuade me, this is not my ambition."

"The person you are looking for should be Shoujiao Zhang Ying, right?" the ghost-faced man said.

"you know too?"

"Well, since we are here in Citong, it is impossible to ignore this person. The previous Princess Yongxiang disappeared, but this person is still safe and sound, which shows that the Taoist cult behind him must value him very much. Even more than the previous Taoist."

The ghost-faced man explained, "It's natural for your people to fall into his trap."

"That's right. Do you want to come together?" the wine-skinned man asked with a smile.

"No interest, we have our own plans, just don't interfere with each other." The ghost-faced man replied.

"Okay. Then let's not interfere with each other." The strong man with a wine bag said with a smile.

The two stopped talking immediately, and the ghost-faced man stayed for a short while, then turned and left.

Until he left completely.

Only then did another person silently walk up to the strong man with the wine bag.

"Sir, do we still want to continue as planned?"

"Of course. That Zhang Ying must be protected by experts arranged by the Taoist cult.

You arrange people to do it, remember to leave a mark, and people from the Linlang Society and the Hundreds of Merchants Guild will naturally take the bait." The strong man with a wine bag said with a smile.

"But sir, how are you sure they will take the bait?" the deputy said with some doubts after hearing this.

"It's very simple. Within a hundred meters of Chenxiang Palace, there is a forbidden area for the Taoist religion designated by Zhang Ying himself.

Linlang has always been arrogant and arrogant. She feels that she can communicate with hundreds of countries and no one cares about her. Just lead Zhou Dongjun to the vicinity of Chenxiang Palace. That kid has ruined many things for us, so we can use your strength to deal with him.

"

"But...will they really fall for such a simple trick to divert trouble?" The deputy couldn't understand.

"Bai Bian will make preparations first. Go ahead." The strong man with a wine bag said lazily.

"But aren't you afraid that Zhang Yingshoujiao will come forward in person? If he is surrounded by extremely powerful people, how will we deal with it?" The deputy still didn't understand.

"The stronger he gets, the happier I am. I just want Zhou Dongjun to give it a try and see how the previous people disappeared?"

He raised the wine bag and blocked the deputy who was still trying to speak.

"Okay, okay, girls who talk too much won't be popular. Come on, have a drink and get some sleep.

Don't worry...everything is under my control..."

He yawned and closed his eyes lazily.

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Boom, boom, boom.

Outside a house in Erythrina outer ring.

Zhang Rongfang was holding large and small bags in his hands. He was wearing a brocade fish-pattern robe and a gray sheepskin cap inlaid with gold. He pulled the door knocker and buttoned it.

"Who?"

There was a rush of footsteps in the house.

Soon, a small window opened in the door, and the face of a black-haired man appeared from inside, and he looked at Zhang Rongfang.

"Who are you? What's the matter? Who are you looking for?"

There is a strong Shan province accent in his accent.

Zhang Rongfang immediately felt particularly friendly. The Qinghe Palace where he was born was on Pingyu Road in Shan Province.

Now I never thought that I could meet such a fellow countryman even in Citong.

"My name is Zhang Jingrong, and I'm here to see Master Li Guanyue."

"What's the matter with you? Tell me first." The man did not let down his guard.

"That's right, I'm here to learn from my teacher." Zhang Rongfang said seriously, holding up the gift in his hand.

"Apprentice to learn skills from a teacher?"

The man was stunned for a moment.

puff.

The small window closes instantly.

"Wait a moment, I'll go find daddy."

Zhang Rongfang was not in a hurry and stood in front of the door waiting patiently.

This hard skill inherited by Li Guanyue is passed down from generation to generation, passed down from male to female, and is called Thirteen Taibao Heng Lian.

When he heard this name, Zhang Rongfang immediately thought of the peerless warrior who carried this skill forward.

He had always had some doubts before, but now the emergence of this martial arts has further proved his idea.

He suspected that the world he came to was probably a special world that branched off from ancient times.

Some of them existed in the previous life, some have them here, and some don't.

Some celebrities are like this, and so are some poems and songs.

After a while, the door of the house opened.

A tall, bearded man with a melancholy face looked at Zhang Rongfang with scrutinizing eyes.
To be continued...