Death Reincarnation Game Chapter 904: February 18th, martial arts conference!

bsp;"Huh?"

Hearing this, Su Peng looked at Shi Weixin.

Shi Weixin looked at Su Peng and said: "Donor Su must also know that your disciples from the Zixia Sect have been sent to Dakong Temple by people from various sects. That person's surname is Fan Mingjian, and he is the bandit who makes masks. The culprit is now bound to the Dakong Temple. Could it be that Patron Su doesn’t care about the friendship between his fellow disciples and wants him to die in the Dakong Temple?”

"How can I be sure that he is a member of the Zixia clan?"

Su Peng looked at it and said to Shi Weixin.

Hearing this, Shi Weixin took out something from his body and threw it to Su Peng.

Su Peng's eyes narrowed as a result. This thing was a four-yuan black iron order.

When Su Peng saw this thing, his face turned cold, and he said coldly: "Monk Weixin, when you come here and make such a noise, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to go back?"

"Haha, now that I'm here, I have no intention of going back."

Shi Weixin smiled proudly, with an expression as if he was looking for life and death, and said: "Since the temple sent me here, it was because of the situation that Donor Su would control me and exchange me for Fan Jian. However, Donor Su, please Don’t worry, even if you cut me to pieces, you won’t be able to exchange it for Fan Jian.”

When Su Peng heard this, his face was expressionless. After a while, he said: "What do you want to do? Let's draw a path."

"It's easy."

Shi Weixin looked at Su Peng and said: "Today is February 3rd. I have been waiting for Su Beneficiary at Dakong Temple for half a month. On February 18th, Dakong Temple will convene martial arts comrades from all over the world to hold a martial arts conference. At that time, the heads and elders of all the sects in the world will gather at Dakong Temple. At the martial arts conference, we will specifically talk about the affairs of your sect, and also ask Benefactor Su to inform the entire Zixia sect, especially that Those who killed many elders of various sects will go to Dakong Temple on February 18th, otherwise..."

Shi Weixin did not finish his words. But what he meant was already very obvious.

When Su Peng heard this, his face was expressionless. Although he wanted to punish Shi Weixin, his uncle Fan Jian was in the hands of the other party. If he punished the monk himself, the bald donkeys in Dakong Temple would vent their anger. Regarding Fan Jian, Su Peng was a little bit defensive.

"Go back and tell your abbot that the people from Zixia Clan will definitely be there when the time comes."

Su Peng looked at Shi Weixin. said to him.

Shi Weixin nodded. Although he claimed to know the truth about life and death, he didn't really want to die. He also knew that there would be no benefit from using force with Su Peng, so he didn't say much. He just said in one sentence: "Then February 10th Eight, I will be waiting for Donor Su at Dakong Temple in Futu Mountain."

With that said, he gave a polite salute, and then looked at the Sanskrit Voiceless Sound in the back garden. Then turned around and left here.

"Just let him go?"

Leng Shuangyue was on the side and said to Su Peng curiously.

"Humph."

Hearing this, Su Peng snorted coldly and said to Leng Shuangyue: "Don't stir up trouble here. I understand your thoughts. Don't you just want me to form an undying feud with Dakong Temple? Such a situation Will I have no choice but to fall in love with you?"

Leng Shuangyue was not embarrassed when Su Peng revealed what he was thinking. He just smiled and said, "I just feel like it's not your style, Su Lang."

"Stop talking sarcastically."

Su Peng said to Leng Shuangyue. He squinted his eyes and said: "Dakong Temple in Futu Mountain... you won't be arrogant for too long!"

……

After Su Peng got the news, he immediately conveyed it to Zixiamen.

It was a bit troublesome for Su Peng to go to Zixia Gate by himself, so Su Peng used the channels of Zixia Gate itself to convey the news.

That is, the channel of the Liang family, a rice merchant.

The Liang family of rice merchants has the ability to send messages directly to the flying eagle of Zixiamen. In fact, Su Peng can also send flying monsters. The problem is... the monsters don't know the way.

Su Peng gave the news to the people of the rice merchant Liang family, and then told them that the news was extremely urgent and must be delivered to Zixia Mountain within three days.

The Liang family members solemnly took orders and went to work, while Su Peng began to wait in Liangzhou.

One day later, Zixia Mountain.

Yun Daozi and Dugu Sheng were sitting in the Tao Palace. In front of them, there was news about Su Peng.

Yun Daozi frowned in a rare frown. He looked at Dugu Sheng and said: "Sheng'er, I have an oath and cannot leave the Zixia Sect. Junior Brother Fan Jian's affairs can only be done by juniors like you. ”

Dugu Sheng still had the same expression as usual. He nodded and said: "Zixia disciples will never give up in life or death. If Uncle Fan Jian is in trouble, I will definitely take action."

After speaking, Dugu Sheng was silent for a while, and then he spoke again: "Dakong Temple is no better than ordinary sects, and I have no confidence that I will win and rescue Uncle Ninth Master."

"It doesn't matter, the Liang family has already informed Dou Qi. After Dou Qi learns the news, he will definitely go to Liangzhou to join Peng'er."

Yun Daozi said. As he spoke, he looked at Dugu Sheng and said, "Sheng'er, you go to Liangzhou first and join your fifth junior brother."

"Yes."

Dugu Sheng nodded, his body like a mountain stood up, bowed his strength to Yun Daozi, and then walked out of the Tao Palace.

Not long after, the sound of the chirping of the giant eagle was heard in the sky, and Dugu Sheng had already left Zixia Mountain.

Yun Daozi was sitting in the Tao Palace with his brows furrowed.

"Is it time to leave the mountain?"

Yun Daozi sat on the futon and said to himself.

Zhongzhou, the imperial city.

A man who looked like he was an Imperial City guard took out a piece of white cloth from a corner of the Imperial City.

He looked at the white cloth with an anxious look in his eyes.

"The door wants to pass this news to that person, but that person is now with the eldest princess, and there is no chance of separation. How can I pass it on?"

This person thought so in his heart.

"Are you thinking about how to send this thing in?"

At this time, behind the guard, a sinister voice suddenly sounded.

The guard was shocked out of his mind. He was about to turn around, but suddenly there was a pain in his chest.

The guard looked at his chest in disbelief, only to see an arm piercing his body directly from his back and out in front, crushing his important internal organs.

He only had time to glance at that arm, and the next moment, he had lost contact with the world.

"Hmph, you little fish and shrimp, how dare you think of touching the eldest princess?"

The sinister voice sounded softly, and the man pushed the guard's body off his arm, but it was a young-looking eunuch. He took the cloth from the guard's body and gently He said lightly: "Let's stop this news here."

As he spoke, he rubbed the cloth with both hands. The entire cloth had turned into crumbs and was weathered in the wind...

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While these things are happening in the Zhongzhou Imperial Palace, some conspiracies are also going on in other places in China... (To be continued...)