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Young Martial Uncle was listening from the side with a bitter smile on his face.

It was over. . .

It was easy to say, but how difficult was it to do it?

Putting aside the important members of the organization who might come, just the defensive power of the manor was already terrifying.

Apart from Young Martial Uncle himself, there was another person in the manor who came online and three thugs.

Every one of them was a Nirvana Stage warrior.

Even if Chu Yun and Young Martial Uncle joined forces, with their combined strength, it would be easier said than done to fight four Nirvana Stage warriors at the same time.

Furthermore, after the battle between Young Martial Uncle and Chu Yun, his injuries had not healed yet. During the battle, stalling a Nirvana Stage warrior was already his limit.

In other words. . .

In this trip, Chu Yun would need to fight at least three Nirvana Stage warriors at the same time.

How could he use such a casual tone to say that he wanted to kill all of them?

Chu Yun smiled without saying anything.

With their flying speed, it did not take long for them to arrive outside Qingfeng City.

Along the way, Young Martial Uncle's tone was neither hurried nor slow, but he told Chu Yun everything he knew about the manor.

From this, one could tell Young Martial Uncle's personality.

Before he could confirm this dangerous path, he tried his best to stop them. Once they had embarked on this path, he would immediately get rid of those unnecessary emotions and focus on what he could do.

"We're here. "

Young Martial Uncle carried Chu Yun and lowered his altitude. After passing through the cool clouds, a manor that did not look lively appeared in front of their eyes.

From the moment they got close to the territory of Fresh Breeze City, Chu Yun no longer flew by himself. Instead, he maintained his human form and let Young Martial Uncle carry him with one hand.

When they arrived at the manor, Chu Yun could clearly see that the two of them had passed through a layer of invisible Formation. On Young Martial Uncle's waist, a formation plate flashed with light, and nothing happened.

The security of the manor was very strong. There were Formations that could be triggered at any time outside the manor. It was fine if they walked on the ground, but if they flew over from the sky, they would immediately be detected by the Formation. Then, they would make a series of countermeasures, whether it was a maze, a killing formation, or a trap formation.

The two of them flew into the manor and arrived at a courtyard. In front of them was a study room. A middle-aged man with a long beard was writing like a scholar.

"You're back?"

Hearing the commotion in the courtyard, the middle-aged man raised his eyebrows. He quietly put down the brush and looked at Young Martial Uncle and Chu Yun.

There was nothing interesting about Young Martial Uncle. His gaze swept across them.

His eyes were mainly focused on Chu Yun. After staring at him for a while, he smiled and said, "You were raised by our organization. So what if you ran away? Fate can't escape. . . "

Chu Yun was bound by Young Martial Uncle. His gaze wandered around the middle-aged scholar's chest, neck, dantian, and other vital areas. Although he was very confident in his attack now, he still chose to wait and see. He only acted as if he was powerless to struggle and was then cut in the back of his neck by Young Martial Uncle with a palm.

Chu Yun immediately 'fainted'. His eyes were closed, but his divine sense could clearly sense everything around him.

"Why have you been gone for so long?"

The middle-aged scholar asked.

"He is not in Buping House. "

Young Martial Uncle replied with a cold face, "The night I went there, I ran into the vice lord of Buping House, Chu Yun. After I escaped, I found out that the little fox and Chu Yun's disciples went to White Crane Domain to eliminate the bandits. That was why I chased after him and brought him back. "

The middle-aged scholar responded with an 'oh'. He was neither surprised nor surprised. The news was provided by his men. He naturally knew what had happened that day. The reason he still wanted to ask was to see if Young Martial Uncle was hiding anything from him. But now, it seemed like it was still the same as before.

"How's Chu Yun's strength?"

The middle-aged scholar asked.

"Very strong. "

Young Martial Uncle said with a cold expression. "I can't see his path. In just a single exchange, he injured me. If it wasn't for the Thunder Talisman bombarding the surroundings and forcing him to save me, I wouldn't have been able to escape last night. "

The middle-aged scholar seemed to be lost in thought.

He naturally knew Young Martial Uncle's strength. He was not much weaker than him. With such strength, he was actually in such a sorry state when facing that young man. Instantly, his evaluation of Chu Yun and Buping House rose to a whole new level.

However, no matter what he thought, the middle-aged scholar looked at Young Martial Uncle and said, "The organization has issued a new mission. We want you to kill Chu Yun and find a way to frame the government. It would be best to target Zheng Tianyang and see if there is really an organization behind Chu Yun to pressure the government. "

"I can't do it. "

Young Martial Uncle shook his head and said, "If I don't go, I will die for sure. "

"Of course not. "

The middle-aged scholar glanced at him and said, "Yao Laoliu, Bai Yan, and Xie Qingzhi will assist you. When the time comes, I will also help you. Under the siege of five people, won't I be able to take down Chu Yun?"

. . . "Yes. "

Young Martial Uncle nodded.

He had been in the organization for so many years and had always been like this.

If the mission could not be completed, he would say that he could not do it. If the mission was feasible, he would do his best.

"Also, you just said that you escaped from Chu Yun's hands last night because you relied on Thunder Talismen to attack your surroundings? Is there anything important there?"

The middle-aged scholar suddenly asked.

"No. "

Young Martial Uncle answered truthfully, "It's just some ordinary houses and dormitories. Some of them don't even belong to the Buping House. "

. . . "Hehe, if that's the case, then it would be interesting. "

A strange smile appeared on the middle-aged scholar's face. He said, "This Young Master Chu seems to be a soft-hearted person. He gave up an enemy that came to his doorstep for some unimportant human lives. He is truly foolish. Extremely. . . But since that's the case, it will be easier for us.

Go and investigate whether there are any weak people in Jinxia City who are on good terms with Chu Yun. If there are, capture them and use them as bargaining chips to threaten him. How can you leave any traces behind? You don't need me to say anything, do you? Try your best to lure the authorities and Zheng Tianyang into a fight. "

" Yes. "

Young Martial Uncle nodded again.

The middle-aged scholar looked at the 'unconscious' Chu Yun and said, "As for this little fox, she is still young. Take care of her first. Feed the spirit mines that Yao Laoliu brought from Heiyun Mountain Range to her so that she can mature as soon as possible. Time is tight. We must hold Zheng Tianyang in our hands as soon as possible. "

After saying that, Young Martial Uncle was silent for a moment. Then he suddenly asked, "Zheng Tianyang is someone we have to get our hands on. Why do you want me to kill Chu Yun and frame him? What if the major power behind Chu Yun is powerful enough to kill Zheng Tianyang? Wouldn't our plan fail? "

"Oh?"

The middle-aged scholar raised his eyebrows and looked at Young Martial Uncle with a surprised look. He smiled. "You are very different today. You actually took the initiative to ask questions. Why? Recently, I haven't had enough antidotes. Do you want to help me solve my problems and earn some pocket money?"

Young Martial Uncle's face was tense, but he did not react. In his heart, he blamed himself for behaving strangely. He was immediately noticed by the middle-aged scholar.

However, the middle-aged scholar had just written a good piece of paper. It seemed that he was in a good mood. He did not pay much attention to it, nor did he think deeply about it. He only said, "Zheng Tianyang is indeed very important, but now that something has happened to Chu Yun, no matter how important he is, he must give it a try.

You might as well think about it. If the power behind Chu Yun is ordinary and can't threaten Zheng Tianyang, it will naturally be harmless to give it a try.

However, if the power behind Chu Yun was greater than the Imperial Court, it could crush Zheng Tianyang to death. It would be even more necessary to test him. That's because the Buping House that Chu Yun built is our enemy almost everywhere. If we don't reveal his true strength now, it will be too late when our great plan begins in the future. "

"I understand. "

Young Martial Uncle nodded. He did not say anything. The questions in his heart were finally answered.

At this moment, footsteps came from outside.

Then, a bald and strong man walked in with big steps, his face full of disobedience.

"Yo, this pretty boy is finally back?"

The bald man saw Young Martial Uncle in the yard and curled his lips. He sneered, "It's just catching a little fox, but you wasted so much time. The organization gave you the antidote, so you might as well feed it to dogs!"

"Yao Laoliu!"

The middle-aged scholar's face sank and he shouted.

As usual, Young Martial Uncle completely ignored the bald-headed man's words.

This bald-headed man was Yao Laoliu, one of the three thugs of the middle-aged scholar. Just like Young Martial Uncle, he was also controlled by the organization using the Seed of Devil Pill.

However, not everyone who was controlled was as bitter as Young Martial Uncle. After Yao Laoliu tasted the taste of the antidote, he quickly surrendered to the organization and took the initiative to attach himself to it. He followed the middle-aged scholar's lead and could be called a loyal lackey.

However. . .

What was puzzling was that the middle-aged scholar's opponents and the people he trusted the most were the cold-faced Young Martial Uncle, Soong Daotian.

Yao Laoliu's hot face was plastered to his face several times, and the middle-aged scholar was facing him with his cold butt. It was because of this that Yao Laoliu was very displeased with Young Martial Uncle, who the middle-aged scholar trusted. Whenever there was a chance, he would always target Young Martial Uncle with words.

As for attacking. . .

Let's put it this way. No one in the middle-aged scholar's place could attack each other.

This was because if they wanted to fight, they would lose the power of the middle aged scholar's subordinates. If anyone dared to provoke a conflict, the consequences would be very, very serious. . .

There would be no antidote to eat.

Therefore, Yao Laoliu walked in with an unruly expression. After throwing out a few vicious words, he could only do so. Young Martial Uncle ignored him.

"How is the matter that I asked you to keep an eye on?"

The middle-aged scholar asked.

"You are still worried about my matters?"

Yao Laoliu sneered and revealed a nonchalant expression. "All of them were killed. Not a single one was left alive. The head and tail were handled very cleanly. I guarantee that no one would be able to find any clues. "

"Yes. "

The middle-aged scholar nodded his head. His attitude towards Yao Laoliu had always been calm and indifferent. He was far from being as close to Young Martial Uncle as he was to Young Martial Uncle. He could even make a few jokes.

And the reason why he was so 'biased' was not because of some sort of subjugation technique. It was just his personal preference.2

Under the control of the Demonic Pill Seed, every fighter had to be loyal and obey orders. As such, as he was online, the middle-aged scholar did not need to use any subjugation techniques.

In terms of relationship, the reason Yao Laoliu, who had always taken the initiative, could not be trusted was because the middle-aged scholar felt that he had no bottom line at all.

In order to understand the joy of medicine, he could easily become the saber in the hands of others, allowing others to do whatever they wanted. . .

This kind of person was unreliable.

As for Young Martial Uncle, although he had a cold expression and did not say anything, the middle-aged scholar knew that he was a trustworthy person.

As long as the Elemental River Sect was safe, Young Martial Uncle would not have any problems.

Therefore, he was trustworthy.

Speaking of which, this was interesting.

The middle-aged scholar thought he was not a good person. As for Yao Laoliu, who was also not a good person, he did not do something like 'birds of a feather flock together'. Instead, he felt a little repulsed. As for Young Martial Uncle Soong Daotian, who had principles, persistence, and a bottom line, he trusted him and did not doubt him.

"Bai Yan will go and receive an important guest. He will only be back in the afternoon. Yao Laoliu, go and call Xie Qingzhi over. I have something to ask you to do later. "

The middle-aged scholar said in a deep voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yao Laoliu rubbed his bald head and turned around to leave.

"Esteemed guest. . . "

Young Martial Uncle's heart skipped a beat. He knew that the person mentioned by the middle-aged scholar must be someone he had heard before. An important figure from the inner circle of the organization had come for the inheritance outside the Jinxia City. Today, he was finally going to show himself.

Not long after that. . . Yao Laoliu returned with a thin shorty beside him. He looked very skinny and had a hunched back. He looked like a midget with a wretched expression.

This person was Xie Qingzhi.

"What did you call me here for? Tell me quickly. . . "

Xie Qingzhi had shifty eyes. He yawned and said, "There are still three other women waiting for me to pamper them. They are in a hurry. "

Young Martial Uncle gave him a sideway glance. He did not conceal the disdain in his eyes.

After being controlled by the seed of the devil pill, not everyone would be like Young Martial Uncle. More people would choose to indulge in pleasure and indulgence.

Yao Laoliu was a bloodthirsty man who enjoyed the pleasure of torturing someone to death. On the other hand, Xie Qingzhi was a lecherous man. She could be said to be a lecherous and hungry ghost. Every day, she had to have more than two women by her side. Otherwise, she would never be satisfied.

The organization, including the middle-aged scholar, would also satisfy their hobbies. As long as one was able to smoothly complete the mission and listen to them, no matter if it was to kill someone or to have a woman, the organization would give it to them. A person like Young Martial Uncle, who did not want anything, was an unusual existence.

At this moment, Yao Laoliu brought Xie Qingzhi into the courtyard. The moment the latter entered, his shifty eyes swept across the surroundings and quickly locked onto Chu Yun. The light in his eyes was so bright that it was frightening.

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