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Chapter 2985 one hundred wives

"Damn, what are you going to do?" Xia Tian covered his chest with both hands and looked at Xiang Pengcheng with a cautious look on his face.

Xiang Pengcheng was also looking dark at this time.

"Even if it's going to be, I'll go find a woman."

After Xiang Pengcheng finished speaking, he walked out directly.

"Hey, you haven't said what you are going to do yet?" Xia Tian asked.

"Go and see the Ghost-faced Sword Saint, his junior brother and their master." Xiang Pengcheng said.

"You were beaten like this, but you dare to be a spy." Xia Tian felt that Xiang Pengcheng was really nothing. He was beaten like this a few days ago when he was a spy. Now he just escaped. Before the news passed, he actually dared to be a spy again.

People all said that the scar has healed and forgot to hurt.

But the scar on his body did not heal at all, and even the wound had just stopped bleeding.

"This is more interesting, let's go." Xiang Pengcheng then took the lead and walked forward.

Summer also followed.

"The second disciple of Wuji Sword God is very mysterious. The news I have investigated is very small. His title is Cold-faced Sword Saint. It is said that this person has never laughed, but this person is very lustful. He has a manor outside the Justice Academy. There are 100 wives in the manor. It is said that he also has industries in other cities and has a large group of wives. But he likes to rank the number according to the people he likes, from number one to number one hundred. Therefore, among his wives, the higher the rank, the higher the status of his rank." Xiang Pengcheng said as he walked.

"With so many wives, does he still have the energy to practice?" Xia Tian asked in confusion.

"I don't know this. This is also one of the things I want to investigate. It is said that he is very strong, even stronger than the Ghost-faced Sword Saint, but he is not old. This is the biggest problem. I never believe that someone can improve his strength without practicing. Especially the power of the world and perception are all produced by years of battle, so there is absolutely a problem with this cold-faced Sword Saint." Xiang Pengcheng said.

"There is indeed a problem!!" Xia Tian is already a super genius, but even he never dared to say that he could improve his strength without doing anything all day long.

Moreover, his power and perception of the world were only found from the edge of life and death.

Xiang Pengcheng was familiar with the road and took Xia Tian directly to the cold-faced swordsman's mansion.

"It seems that this is not the first time you have come." Xia Tian said.

"Well, I've been here before, but it was very lively at that time. Now that the Cold-faced Sword Saint has returned, it's not that lively here." Xiang Pengcheng said mysteriously.

"Oh? Why is it so lively?" Xia Tian asked in confusion.

"You said that a hundred women don't have to do anything every day, and stay alone in the empty room, what kind of lively things will happen?" Xiang Pengcheng's face showed a mysterious smile.

When I heard this, Xia Tian understood.

It turns out that I'm having torn shoes.

"I came with the Ghost-faced Sword Saint last time." Xiang Pengcheng said a useful word.

"Then this is interesting." Xia Tian also smiled.

The Ghost-faced Sword Saint came to the Cold-faced Sword Saint's home, and even the fool knew what he was doing.

Gugu!!

Xiang Pengcheng learned to be birds singing outside the wall.

After about half an hour, a man sneaked over from the side. He handed over two sets of clothes to Xiang Pengcheng, both of which were the clothes of servants.

"Switch it!!" Xiang Pengcheng threw it to Xia Tian.

"Okay, you even have someone here." Xia Tian patted Xiang Pengcheng on the shoulder and said.

"The old saying goes, money can make the devil push the mill." Xiang Pengcheng quickly changed his clothes after he said that.

In summer, my body turns around and quickly change my clothes.

"As soon as the Cold-faced Sword Saint comes back, the guards will be tightly guarded, and there are all formations around. There are many large and small formations. If you accidentally touch someone, the Cold-faced Sword Saint will alarm him. He is very suspicious." Xiang Pengcheng explained.

"The guards are tightly guarded, can we go in just by changing clothes?" Xia Tian asked in confusion.

"I just said that only with money can the ghost push the mill. All the people here are not the confidants of the Cold-faced Sword Saint, but the retainers and servants hired by the Cold-faced Sword Saint, so these people are all looking at money. The most important thing is that I have never seen the Ghost-faced Sword Saint have a confidant because he doesn't believe in anyone." Xiang Pengcheng said.

Then, the person who led the way led the two of them to a side door.

"I just went out and I was alone, why did I become three when I came back?" said the person guarding the gate.

"Sir, the child from my hometown has never seen the world, so it's convenient." The person who led the way directly handed over to the person who was guarding the gate a storage ring.

Then the guard glanced at the storage ring and nodded: "You can see the world, but you can't walk around, and you can't tell anyone that you passed by us, do you understand?"

"I understand!" said the person who led the way.

"Get in!" said the guard.

After the lead of the way, the man who led the way in took them in, bowed to Xiang Pengcheng, then turned around and left.

"I'm afraid this person is not just bought with money, right?" Xia Tian found that the person who led the way just now respected Xiang Pengcheng very much, and he was obviously a person with good abilities when doing things and speaking.

"I saved his family's life, so he said he would repay me for the rest of his life, but I would send some money to his family every once in a while." Xiang Pengcheng explained.

"Yeah." Xia Tian nodded.

"Let's go, let's go to Mrs. One's place. If nothing unexpected happens, the Cold-faced Sword Saint should be in the first room now." Xiang Pengcheng said confidently, and then he took Xia Tian directly into it.

Xia Tian found that there were very few people walking along the way, and even fewer patrol guards were there. And when they saw Xia Tian and Xiang Pengcheng, they ignored them at all, as if they hadn't seen them.

"Why are the people and guards here pretending not to see us?" Xia Tian asked.

"It's very simple. Because they have seen too many people of all kinds, they don't care anymore, and they don't dare to meddle in other people's business. They are just using money to do things, and they are not the confidant of the cold-faced sword saint. If they offend any big shot who comes to make a broken shoe, their fate will definitely be very miserable." Xiang Pengcheng explained.

"Oh!!" Xia Tian nodded.

Just when Xiang Pengcheng wanted to move forward.

Xia Tian pulled Xiang Pengcheng over and the two hid in the dark: "Don't move."

Although Xiang Pengcheng didn't understand what Xiatian meant, he still didn't move.

Soon, he saw a familiar figure.
Chapter completed!
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