Chapter 24 No good banquet

After leaving Tan's mansion, Hu Xiaotian took a deep breath of air conditioning, put the princess's incident behind temporarily, and whipped the horse with Nangong Qiu and others, rushed to the south gate to meet with Song Qian. (The genius can remember it in just 3 seconds)

Song Qian and Su Haoran have been waiting at the South Gate for a long time. After meeting, Song Qian handed over two porcelain bottles to Hu Xiaotian. Hu Xiaotian said, "What is this? Is the poison?" Song Qian said, "It was Miss Pan who asked me to hand it over to you. It was a smoke bomb for body protection. There were labels on the outside of the bottle, you will know at a glance." Hu Xiaotian looked carefully and saw that one bottle was "Miss God Peach Blossom Miasma", and the other bottle was "Red Flame Ant Smoke", and it was accompanied by a simple instruction. He said, "It's better to have a sister, and I always think about caring for my brother." Song Qian said, "Young Master, there is another thing to report to you. Baihua Pavilion last night

Suddenly, the fire was burned into ruins." Hu Xiaotian asked in surprise: "Is it the disciples of the Beggars' Sect doing it?" Song Qian shook his head and said: "This matter has nothing to do with the Beggars' Sect. It is said that the fire was ignited from the Baihua Pavilion and quickly swept across all buildings, without giving anyone a chance to extinguish the fire." Hu Xiaotian sighed: "What a quick decision, Huangfu Ji made a quick decision, destroying the corpse and completely cutting off clues that can be traced to people. It is worthy of being the leader of the four sect leaders. If this happens, it will be difficult for those who want to find Baiyun Sect to ascend to the sky." Baiyun Sect will ignore it for now. Let's deal with Xiang Hu first, and let's talk about the Hongmen Banquet of Zhanfeng.

After leaving the city gate, contacting the envoy sent by Xiang Hu, the group turned west, walked through the fields and villages, and entered a vast manor.

The gate of the manor was strictly guarded and the inspection was tight. After entering the door, I walked along a highway for a while and saw a blue-black mansion covering an area of ​​nearly 100 acres. There was a pond in front and a hill behind, which was quite quiet and elegant. At this time, the main entrance was wide open, and four or five people were chatting and laughing outside the door, without any intention of taking the initiative to greet him.

Nangong Qiu leaned close to Hu Xiaotian and lowered his voice: "Young Master, the man in black-clothed eagle-nosed is Xiang Ling, the eldest son of Xiang Hu, and the rest are disciples of Xiang." Hu Xiaotian nodded, and in a blink of an eye, he had already arrived at the door, ignored Xiang Ling and others, and said to Song Qian with a smile: "Uncle Song, Elder Xiang asked me to come and be a guest, why didn't he go out to greet me? Could it be that he looked down on me, the disciple of the leader?"

This was brought with him the leader of the Demon Cult, Xuanzong, and hidden his wisdom. The faces of the Xiang family changed immediately. Who among the Demon Cult dared to be disrespectful to the leader? Xiang Ling coughed lightly and clasped his fists and said, "Is Mr. Hu Si? My father is not in good health and should not get cold. I especially ask our representatives to come out to welcome the VIP." Hu Xiaotian glanced at him coldly and said slowly: "Are you the son of Elder Xiang?" Xiang Ling swallowed his anger and said, "Yes.

Next, Xiang Ling, please give me more advice from Mr. Hu." Hu Xiaotian said: "I dare not be advised. Elder Xiang and I have seen him many times. I admire his proud style and admire his courage in martial arts. You must practice diligently and strive to catch up with Elder Xiang's level as soon as possible." Xiang Ling was taught a lesson by his elders' tone, and his face turned red and he was unable to do so. He pinched his nose and said: "Thank you to Master Ji Yan, Xiang Ling will work hard to improve."

Everyone jumped off the horse and accompanied Xiang Ling and others to step into the courtyard. This place is the secret hiding place of the disciples of the Demon Cult. The structure of the building is different from that of ordinary houses. There are many portals and complex roads. Guards can be seen everywhere. Large crossbows are specially placed on the high ground. After turning around, they finally entered a quadrilateral. Tables and chairs have been arranged in the yard, forming a circle, and a bonfire is burning in the open space in the middle. Two shirtless men are roasting a calf next to the fire, sweating all over and with a focused expression. The calf has been roasted to a yellowish brown, and it emits a rich aroma of barbecue, which is mouth-watering.

In the seat directly north, there was a very majestic bald man. He had thick eyebrows, wide mouth, square face, thick neck, and under his thin clothes were bulging and strong muscles, hard, brave, domineering, and full of indescribable power. Even if he could not sit still, it was like a volcano that would burst at any time, which made people dare not ignore. His eyes were cold and calm, revealing strong confidence and pride that looked down on the world. Perhaps in his eyes, there was no insurmountable level. (. Win phone bills,) Although two top beauties wearing flower hats stood behind him, all the light was covered up and no one paid attention to their beauty.

Hu Xiaotian and the bald man touched their eyes, and the vigilance in their hearts rose up. They hugged their fists and said aloud: "I have seen my second senior brother."

The bald man was Zhan Feng. He reached out to rub his bare forehead and grinned, "Second, come and sit here. I don't like the hypocritical and complicated etiquette of the Han people. So today I invite you to have Mongolian barbecue. Just say something and do it if you have wine. No one is allowed to hide it. If you drink me down, I will respect you as a man from now on."

Hu Xiaotian glanced around his eyes and asked, "Where is Elder Xiang? Why don't he attend today?"

Zhan Feng laughed and tapped the table and said, "Fourth, don't you pick up any pot without opening any pot. Elder Xiang was injured by the Lei family. This injury cannot be cured in one or two days. You are one of the parties involved. Don't you know the severity of Elder Xiang's injuries?" As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen masters of the Demon Sect sitting in the lower head slapped the table together, and one of them said angrily: "Sir Hu Si, why did you join forces with outsiders to injure Elder Xiang?"

Hu Xiaotian said coldly, "Who saw me attacking Elder Xiang? You will believe such a low-level and absurd rumor?" The master of the Demon Sect sneered, "A man, don't you dare to act?" Hu Xiaotian said calmly, "Elder Xiang has great martial arts skills and is famous all over the world. How can I have the ability to hurt him? Besides, I cannot even use my internal light skills in practice. This is not a secret news. Even if you don't know, is my second senior brother not clear?" Hearing that Hu Xiaotian personally admitted that the practice of practicing the ban, everyone's expressions changed slightly, and they couldn't help but talk in a low voice.

Zhan Feng waved his hand impatiently and said in a deep voice: "Sit down the fourth brother, you can sit too." He said that, signaling Hu Xiaotian to sit in the empty seat on the side of his right hand. As soon as Zhan Feng opened his mouth, everyone stopped talking and sat back in disappointment. Hu Xiaotian and others also took their seats calmly.

Zhan Feng's sharp eyes fell on Hu Xiaotian and said seriously: "Fourth, let's open the skylight and speak loudly. Who did the iron box that Elder Xiang wanted to seize that day finally fell into? Did Li Wanjie take it away?" Hu Xiaotian shook his head and said: "No. The iron box is probably in the hands of Mo Hufeng, the head of the Mo family." Anyway, the more people know this, the more beneficial it is. There is no need to conceal the truth, so he briefly described the competition process that day.

After hearing this, Zhan Feng nodded and said, "So that's how the fourth brother is. The iron box contains a crucial treasure of this sect. We must take it back from Mo Hufeng. If we succeed, it must be a great achievement." Hu Xiaotian said calmly: "I am now practicing bans and practiced with a lot of energy but not enough. I am afraid I can't help the second senior brother." Zhan Feng laughed and said, "It's time to kill people, so you naturally don't have to stand up. What I need is Lao Si, you show a cooperative attitude, don't let people misunderstand me, Zhan Feng is narrow-minded and cannot tolerate Lao Si. You won't give me face, right?"

Hu Xiaotian suddenly realized that Zhan Feng was working together with him on the surface, but in fact he wanted to tell all the disciples of the Demon Sect that Zhan Feng did not only know how to fight and kill, but also planned and planned the plan. He could always put the interests of the Demon Sect first. If he could successfully win the Xuan Iron Secret Picture, Zhan Feng would definitely dominate the credit, take advantage of the momentum to push up his reputation, and thus further expand the power territory. If he failed, the blame would definitely be taken by himself, and he would not bear any responsibility. But if he refused to fight clearly, he would not bear any responsibility.

Feng's proposal is also inappropriate. He will definitely be labeled as "not ignorant of the general and narrow-minded" afterwards, and may be punished by Xuanzong and the elders, causing even more heavy losses. With this in mind, he laughed loudly: "The retrieval of this sect's secret treasure is of great importance. I am willing to assist my second senior brother in carrying out the action. Regardless of success or failure, I don't have any contribution. To be honest, I have arranged to keep an eye on Mo Hufeng's every move. Once the opportunity is right, I will definitely notify the second senior brother to take action first."

Zhan Feng's eyes flashed coldly and he laughed and said, "Okay, I'm waiting for you. I'm pouring wine and cutting meat. You and my brothers meet for the first time. They'll get drunk anyway." Hu Xiaotian said, "I'm limited in alcohol, I'm afraid I can't accompany my senior brother to have fun." Zhan Feng said, "Hey, you're a guest today, and you have to listen to me. When you wait for you to come back to invite me to have a tea." As he raised his hand, he pointed out the masters of the Demon Sect and said loudly: "You can listen, everyone will toast the fourth young master later, and put everything in the wine." The more than ten Demon Sect masters responded, and everyone was ready to rub their hands, showing an impatient expression.

The man in charge of barbecue swung his knife and skillfully cut off large pieces of roast beef, put them in a wooden basin, and distributed them to each table. A maid holding a tin pot appeared, appearing like a butterfly in the banquet, pouring wine for everyone. At this time, a top-notch beauty walked up to Hu Xiaotian gracefully and said with a smile: "Mr. Hu Si, I'll pour wine for you." She has an extremely plump and attractive figure, fair skin, strong body, and a rich foreign style all over her body.

Zhan Feng smiled and said, "The fourth brother, when we first met, the senior brother did not prepare any gifts, so I will give this Mongolian female slave to you to warm your feet. Her grandfather was once a Mongolian prince. Her body was filled with the blood of the Mongolian royal family. She still maintained a virginity. She originally wanted to give it to the leader as a gift. Today, she would give you a favor." The Mongolian beauty blushed and whispered: "Young Master, I am Chahan Molun. I will serve you from now on. I hope you will be merciful." Hu Xiaotian would not guess Zhan Feng's intention. This was clearly an eyeliner to monitor him.

After his daily life, he hurriedly refused and said, "Second Brother, I am ashamed of such a generous gift. How could I dare not accept the reason why my disciples robbed the gift of my master? If the leader learned about it, he would definitely not be happy." Zhan Feng's face darkened and he said coldly: "Since the fourth brother, you don't like her, will the leader still want it? Chahan Molun, I won't kill you, I will break it myself." He pulled out the short knife that cuts meat and threw it to the feet of the Mongolian beauty with a clang. Chahan Molun did not dare to beg for mercy, and knelt down, tremblingly reached out to pick up the short knife, looked at Hu Xiaotian with a resentful look, and tears were filled with tears in his eyes.

Song Qian coughed lightly and said, "Young Master, the high and low gifts are the second priority. The important thing is to have a brother's heart, and big things can be accomplished." Hu Xiaotian could see through it at a glance. If he insisted on not accepting this Mongolian beauty, it would actually be obvious that the carriage and horses did not trust the war front. Once the two sides broke up, the harm outweighed the benefits, and they would even be used by people with ulterior motives to weave rumors and slander him.

Chahan Molun observed his expression and expression. When he saw Hu Xiaotian frowned and thought, he knew that things had a turnaround. He hurriedly hugged his right leg several steps and begged in a low voice: "Young Master Hu, I don't want to die. Please save my life. I am willing to swear to Heaven and be loyal to you forever."

Hu Xiaotian contacted and rubbed her plump and firm **, and the yang energy in her body was about to move, and there were signs of losing control and accelerating. He hurriedly said, "Chahan Molun, get up first." He turned to Zhan Feng and said, "Second Brother, I will accept this gift with shamelessness. I will declare first that her life and death will be decided by me from now on." Zhan Feng smiled and said, "Fourth, Lao Si, you are too soft-hearted and can't bear to see women's tears. This is a fatal weakness."

After three rounds of drinking, Xiang Ling took nearly twenty masters of the Demon Sect to come up to toast. Hu Xiaotian couldn't refuse and could only take it one by one. Seeing that the situation was not good, Song Qian, Su Haoran and others came to help stop the wine. For a moment, they were coming and going, and the atmosphere was warm.

When I was drunk and heard a lot, Xiang Ling suddenly said, "I heard that Mr. Hu's fourth son was extraordinary in swordsmanship. Before he entered the Divine Sect, he was famous all over the world. He once defeated the Qingxuzi of Wudang. It is rare to have a chance to meet today. Why would you like to ask the young master to perform his swordsmanship for us?" As soon as he finished speaking, someone loudly agreed: "With sword to cheer up, it's all Mr. Hu." "Mr. Hu, just show his skills."

Hu Xiaotian waved his hand and said, "Sword is a weapon, how can I move it rashly? Besides, my sword technique is not used for viewing. The sword is stained with blood and returns to Bukong. If blood hurts people during the meal, it will hinder your drinking pleasure." Xiang Ling's eyes turned and said, "Young Master Hu's fourth son is reasonable. Why not do this? If it is replaced by a wooden sword, how can I practice sword technique with you?" Nangong Qiu slapped the table with a sneer: "Xiang Ling, you know that the young master is banned and cannot use his internal light skills, so why should you make an unreasonable request to compare the sword?

If your hands are itchy, I will play with you." Xiang Ling said, "Nanggong Qiu, don't be excited. As long as Mr. Hu's Fourth comes to an end, I swear that I don't use internal light skills, and I will only ask for advice with swordsmanship. Everyone here is a discerning person. I will know whether I have violated the vow. Is Mr. Hu's Fourth cherishing his feathers and disdain to discuss with me?" Hu Xiaotian was secretly angry and said, "Since Brother Xiang strongly requests, I'd better obey my orders." Xiang Ling was excited when he heard this, and immediately sent someone to send a few wooden swords for Hu Xiaotian to choose first.

Hu Xiaotian took a wooden sword casually, danced out a few sword flowers, spread out both feet, raised the sword and pointed at Xiang Ling, and said in a deep voice: "Please"

Xiang Ling also took the sword in his hand, a vicious look flashed in his eyes, and said coldly: "It is not important to be honest during the competition. If I accidentally hurt the young master, I hope to forgive me." He pinched the sword technique with his left hand, bowed and popped out, the long sword trembled, and stabbed Hu Xiaotian's throat mercilessly.

The moment Hu Xiaotian ended, he realized that today's martial arts competition was inevitable. The masters of the Demon Sect, Ruyun, were all rebellious people, and would definitely not be respectful because of his reputation and status. This Xiang Ling was injured by his father, and most of them held a grudge and tried to take advantage of the opportunity of sword competition. If he wanted to break this killing situation, he had to cut the mess quickly, and knocked him down in advance without waiting for the other party to use his secret moves, leaving no one to say. He calmed his mind and felt the existence of the wooden sword with his heart. A momentum of looking down on the world and being arrogant and unyielding was born.

Zhan Feng's expression moved slightly, and his eyes became solemn.

As the son of Xiang Hu, Xiang Ling has been trained by his father carefully and has worked hard since childhood to practice martial arts. His superb skills are already the best among his peers. Otherwise, how dare he challenge Hu Xiaotian? Although his sword has not penetrated his internal strength, his speed, angle and strength are all deeply rooted in the essence of swordsmanship. The sword force seems to be fierce and fierce, but in fact he has left some strength. Once the opponent swings his sword to block it, he will cause changes and take other key points. Hu Xiaotian has been involved in yin's sword skills for many years.

It also has the advantage of divine eyes, how can't we see the opponent's hidden killer move? Just one glance, we found at least five of the opponent's flaws. When we slipped, the wooden sword pierced out of the air and adopted a strategy of attacking and attacking. Xiang Ling saw that the point of the sword tip was his flaw, so he had to press down on the sword and knock the enemy's sword hard. He saw the two swords slamming in the air, Hu Xiaotian's wooden sword twitched and shaking, and with a crack, it actually shook the sword in Xiang Ling's hand into three pieces.

Hu Xiaotian withdrew his sword and stepped back, hugged the hilt of the sword with his back hand, and said, "I'm giving in." Xiang Ling could not have expected that his weapon would be destroyed in one move, and his face was as bright as a pig's liver. He shouted angrily: "You use your internal force to shake off my wooden sword, it doesn't count." Hu Xiaotian said seriously: "Hu was banned from practicing martial arts and cannot activate the true energy in his body. What he used just now was cleverness, which is the word "Zhen" in the sword technique. If you don't accept it, you can verify it from my second senior brother."

Zhan Feng frowned and said, "Yes, the fourth brother did not use his internal strength. If he uses the World-Destroying Overlord Decision, it will be not just a sword, but your arm."

Xiang Ling gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Hu, I don't accept it, I want to change my sword and fight again." Nangong Qiu shouted, "Xiang Ling, if you lose, why do you still mess around?" Hu Xiaotian raised his hand and said, "It's okay. Everyone is just a discussion, there is no need to be too serious."

Xiang Ling immediately changed to a wooden sword. This time he did not dare to attack rashly. He thrust his sword to protect his chest, looked cautious, and slowly moved his feet, trying to go around Hu Xiaotian's side and attack again. Hu Xiaotian's long sword shook lightly and said, "It's time for me to do it first." Before he finished speaking, a sword shadow stabbed Xiang Ling like lightning. Xiang Ling stepped back quickly, swung his sword and danced countless sword flowers, and layers of sword curtains blocked him.

Hu Xiaotian stabbed it with a sword and then took it back, saying lightly: "Sorry, you lost again."

Xiang Ling said in surprise: "I lost?" He looked down at Hu Xiaotian's gaze. There were three additional sword holes on his clothes. With his ability, he was not aware of it at all. He couldn't help but feel as if he was dead and his fighting spirit was completely gone. You must know that the other party was using a wooden sword, but he did not use internal strength, but he could reach the level of not hurting people without hurting people. His sword skills were better than him than just one level. Xiang Ling defeated two consecutive fights, and the other masters of the Demon Sect couldn't help but look at each other silently.

Zhan Feng laughed and said, "Okay, I am worthy of being the closed disciple selected by the leader himself. The fourth brother, I will respect you."

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