Chapter 707 Waste

Yu Canghai became more and more scared as he thought about it. He stumbled into a large house, which he bought with ten taels of silver.

Although it was originally worth hundreds of taels of silver, Yu Canghai felt that this was an inflated price created by real estate merchants.

He insisted on paying only according to the cost. The owner of the house reasoned with Yu Canghai, and then Yu Canghai convinced him.

So the owner of the house had to shed tears of emotion and move his family away.

Of course, the owner of the house was lucky.

After all, Yu Canghai was the head of a righteous sect, and he still had to pay attention to his reputation. Robbing the rich to help the poor was a bit unpresentable, and it was easy to lower his status and become a gang of chivalrous thieves.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Hou Renying and Hong Renxiong took turns to take Qingcheng disciples to the street to set up defenses.

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Now Luo Renjie in the yard is patrolling with several Qingcheng disciples.

Seeing Yu Canghai walking in covered in blood, Luo Renjie was shocked and hurried to meet him.

The alarm sounded, and Yu Renhao also hurriedly brought dozens of disciples who were on rest to the courtyard.

This time, most of the disciples of Qingcheng Sect were here.

"Is Master Huilu here? Where are Senior Brothers Chang Hezhi and Chang Bozhi?" Yu Canghai took a breath and asked hurriedly.

He broke an arm and was seriously injured. Although he managed to seal the acupuncture points and stop the bleeding, he did not faint due to excessive blood loss, but his physical strength was rapidly lost due to the pain of the injury.

"What's going on? How can you make a fuss?"

"Huh? Yu Canghai, what's wrong with your hand?"

The door of the hall opened, and a thin old Taoist came out with a gloomy face.

Behind him stood a pair of thin and tall twin brothers.

These two people looked weird, just like hanged ghosts. They were Chang Hezhi and Chang Bozhi, known as the two heroes of Xichuan.

The two men were able to wash away their identities as thieves and infiltrate the Red Flower Society as the fifth and sixth leaders. They must have good brains.

They simply created a persona and became popular.

So the elder brother Chang Hezhi wore black clothes and held a soul-catching lock; the younger brother Chang Bozhi wore white clothes and held a mourning stick.

With this appearance, it looks a bit gloomy, but unfortunately the tongue is not long enough.

These two people are of the same generation as Yu Canghai, and they are highly skilled in martial arts. Others in the Qingcheng Sect are extremely afraid of them, so they naturally dare not say much.

Taoist Huilu has a lot of opinions about them. After all, he is also in his seventies or eighties. Although he is a master, he is basically a master and can't hold on for many years.

A pair of black and white impermanence swaying in front of him all day long is unlucky!

"Uncle Huilu, the Lin family has a master to help. I didn't check for a while and was ambushed and seriously injured."

Yu Canghai sighed and said, "There is no time to lose. I am afraid that the Lin family will stop tracking me. We should retreat quickly."

Yu Canghai's martial arts were not as good as Taoist Huilu's, but they were not too bad. If he fought one of the two heroes of Xichuan, he would have a chance of winning.

But now his arm is broken and his cultivation has dropped sharply. He can't help but be humble.

"The Lin family still has a master. Is Lin Yuantu not dead?" Taoist Huilu was slightly startled and frowned.

"That's not the case."

"What does that master look like?"

"He's a young man in his twenties, he calls himself."

"Waste! Your son is a waste, your master is a waste, and you are also a waste. The Qingcheng Sect has lost all its face because of you three!"

The Taoist Huilu was furious and sneered: "A young man in his twenties can cut off your arm. I think you should not be the leader anymore!"

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"Hezhi, come back to avenge your senior brother Yu, and you will be the leader in the name of the sect."

"Bozhi, you also go and help, get rid of the Lin family first, so as to avoid the blame from the big shots, we can't afford it." The Taoist Huilu felt very happy and smiled.

The position of the leader of Yu Canghai was passed down by his senior brother Changqingzi.

Changqingzi's martial arts in the past were not as good as the Taoist Huilu. The Taoist Huilu thought he was sure to be the leader of Qingcheng, so he was very high-profile.

Unexpectedly, the old leader gave the position of the leader to Changqingzi in the end.

It turns out that although Chang Qingzi is not good at martial arts, he is good at flattering!

He was so humble when he saw the old leader that he flattered the old leader comfortably.

And Huilu Taoist looked like he was awesome, come and ask me to be the leader.

The old leader of Qingcheng Sect was not a hero or a great hero. In this case, normal people would know who to choose.

"Yes!"

Black and White Impermanence nodded one after another, with a flash of pride in their eyes. The identity of the leader of Qingcheng Sect was not bad.

"Thank you, Uncle Huilu, thank you, my two junior brothers."

Yu Canghai was silent for a moment, lowered his head, and a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, Canghai, tell me what that master is." Huilu Taoist laughed and said lightly.

"That person."

"It's something like me!"

A plain and cold voice sounded, and then someone seemed to knock gently on the door of the house.

The gate was broken into pieces, and Tianyu walked in slowly.

Behind him, Lin Zhennan, Lin Pingzhi, Mrs. Lin, and a group of porters pushed carts and came in one after another.

The carts were full of corpses of Qingcheng disciples, and Lin Zhennan and others looked at Tianyu with complicated eyes.

In addition to gratitude, they also had a strong fear in their hearts.

In fact, they didn't see Tianyu take action at all. They just walked over and a famous Qingcheng sect disciple fell to the ground and died silently, just like the legendary King of Yama.

"Uncle Master, that's him!" Yu Canghai whispered.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Canghai glanced at the dead people on the sweeper truck and found that Hou Renying, Hong Renxiong and others were among them.

Yu Canghai exhaled softly, his eyes extremely complicated.

"Your Excellency stood up for the Lin family and killed so many people from my Qingcheng faction. I don't know how you plan to end this matter?" Taoist Hui Lv said in a cold voice with a gloomy face.

"I didn't stand up for them, I just made a deal, and they paid me to do the work." Tianyu said calmly.

"Business? What kind of trade?" Hui Lv Taoist was startled.

"Uncle Master, this man said to kill a member of our Qingcheng sect and let the Lin family pay him the price of pork based on weight." Yu Canghai said.

"Waste! What a waste! Find out which enemy sent this kid, and then cut him to death with a thousand knives!"

Taoist Hui Lv took a deep breath, and his hands turned pitch black in an instant, revealing a metallic texture. This was the Iron Sand Palm that he had practiced to the pinnacle.

"Damn it, kid, what's your name?" Chang Hezhi roared angrily.

"Dugu Qiubai!"

"Hahaha, you, a baby who smells like milk, are worthy of it."