Heaven Awakening Path

Mr. Pei was silent for a while and suddenly looked at the skinny dog.

“Have fun.” He said.

“Ah?” The skinny dog stunned.

“It means you can go.” Iron Head Road.

“Oh... thank you.” It was obvious that he had provided the other party with information, but the skinny dog couldn't help but say thank you to the other party and hurried away.

Iron Head looked at the back of the skinny dog and waited for him to go a little further, which was why he said: "Find someone to keep an eye on him? ”

“Mm-hmm." Mr. Pei nodded, not saying much. They've handled a lot of similar things, and if not necessary, they won't have a hard time being happy forest guests. But if the other side is to their detriment, they will put away the courtesy.

Mr. Bai turned around and walked toward his bamboo house. The iron head also followed him, without which the two men returned to the terrace of the bamboo house. Mr. Pei held his hands close in front of him, his eyes turned to the light, the iron head stood behind him, his head slightly lower.

They didn't talk, waited a while, and suddenly someone appeared under the bamboo house staircase.

“Above.” Mr. Pei said.

The people below bowed down the stairs and stopped on the footsteps at the entrance of the stairs: "They had asked for six rooms, but later changed into a large room. ”

“Six people in a big room? ”

“I'm sure it is.” The man said.

Mr. Pei looked back at Iron Head and said: "You went to disturb them. They didn't want to leave, they just swapped six rooms for one. Not without caution, but without fear, it does seem to have some strength. ”

“Yes.” Ironhead.

“How many men can we mobilize now?” Mr. Pei asked.

“Seventeen.” Ironhead replied.

“I'm afraid not.” Mr. Pei said.

“Yes.” Ironhead nodded.

“How strong do you think they are when you come into contact with them?” Mr. Pei asked.

“There were six of them, and only one of them I couldn't figure out.” Ironhead said.

“Kill the incense mask. ”

“Yes.”

Mr. Pei then silenced. Ironhead didn't bother, he knew that Mr. Pei, who was silent at this time, was thinking. Half an hour later, Mr. Pei asked again: "How many people can we get together as quickly as possible? ”

“Before dawn, there could be about 28 people.” Iron Head thought about it and said.

“Twenty-eight people…” Mr. Pei shrugged his head after a moment of silence, "I wasn't quite sure until I couldn't figure out the strength of the other party. ”

“Yes.” Iron nodded. Twenty-eight people, just numbers, sitting on the happy side of town, are actually not very good at it. Happy Forest mainly deals with Guests from Bao Zhi Forest, hold them down, a few masters like Xiangxiang are enough, not too many. But now, the scent mask is killed by the other party's carelessness while their little trick of “distracting the opponent” succeeds, and this opponent dares not wait idly.

“Anyway, get people together first.” Mr. Pei said.

“Yes." Iron Head is just a fate, no questions asked.

“Otherwise, I'll think about it.” Mr. Pei said.

“Yes." Iron Head commander, ready to execute, suddenly there was a rush of footsteps in the woods, both of them suddenly mentioned, looking that way, saw a subordinate rushing from the woods.

“Mr. Pei.” Immediately after seeing Mr. Pei, the subordinate slowed his footsteps and stood under the terrace to salute him.

“What happened?” Mr. Pei asked.

“There's someone here.” My men said.

“Who made you panic so much?” Mr. Pei said.

“The man's sword is bamboo sword, green and green.” My men said.

“Oh?” Mr. Pei glanced at each other with a glance at the iron head.

“Killer One Sword Blue?” Iron Head Road.

“Those who dare to impersonate him should not, and have no meaning to impersonate him.” Mr. Pei said.

Iron nodded.

Killers should keep a low profile, and high-profile killers will never survive long enough, and even those who are not in this business will almost understand that. But this sword and blue is an exception. Ignoring that well-known killer's code, he has always been high-profile and shaky, and can be identified with a bamboo sword alone. And so he became the most famous killer, and he lived well. Some say he's probably the strongest killer with that. This cannot be conscripted, because a killer who follows that rule will never come to fight for the name. But anyway, there must be a reason why a sword can become such a different killer. Even if he's not the strongest, his strength must be the best. Such an expert, neither Bao Lin nor Happy Forest, should have his business, but now he's here, is he passing by? Or what?

Such a dangerous person, Mr. Pei, they couldn't care less, so his men rushed to debrief. After another moment of silence, Mr. Pei walked up the stairs: “I'll meet him. ”

“What do you want?” Ironhead came up with some possibility, catching up.

“He's a killer, isn't he?” Mr. Pei smiled, ending with a smile: “Go on and gather your men. ”

“Yes." Iron Head went, Mr. Pei led the way under the name, and returned to the happiest place in Happy Forest, but the atmosphere at this time, like Luping when they first came, was a bit dull, a little repressed, and the atmosphere was people-centred. The man sat alone at a table with a grasshopper over his head and four fine dishes and a pot of wine on the table. His sword was erected on the table. As reported by his men, it was a bamboo sword, green and green.

Nobody knows this famous sword, so the atmosphere began to depress when this man sat here and put the sword on the table.

A sword and blue is a killer. A killer can kill anywhere. Although no one here feels qualified to need a sword and a blue hand, who knows? Who knows if people who hire killers will consider so many questions of value for money?

So everyone is in their hearts, and they dare not move. There may be shelter in the Happy Woods, but if you get out of here, can't you just be slaughtered?

When Mr. Bai reached the ground, he swept his eyes, and Luping's six people were gone, so he walked straight towards the table of a sword and blue. When he reached the table, he arched his hand against a sword that had not lifted his head.

“Sir, is there a deal here?” Mr. Pei asked.

One sword blue has not answered, even the head is still not lifted.

“With or without it, I have a deal here, I wonder if Sir would like to take it?” Mr. Pei continued.

This time a sword and blue finally reacted, he reached out to wipe the bamboo sword on the table, a green barrier covered a circle, he raised his hand to Mr. Pei to indicate to the other side of the table: "Please sit down. ”

Mr. Pei immediately sat across the street and followed the opening: “There are six guests in Quickword Room 1. ”

“Six? ”

“Yes.”

“1.2 million gold.” One sword of green road.

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It's only half a chapter. It's not supposed to stop here, but the eyelids are fighting... It's been a little good lately, so let's continue tomorrow.