[Comprehensive martial arts] It's not easy to be an actor

Qiao Sheng was on his way back from Baiwengtang when he heard the news of the sudden death of the leader of the Demon Cult.

This news was carefully conveyed to him by the people around him. It is said that it was the people under Mu Wushou who spent a lot of effort to verify it.

Qiao Sheng waved his hand, looked at Qingze Qinglin beside him who seemed nothing had happened, and then thought about Yu Luocha who had been a little bit out of order since he got up in the morning, and asked with a frown, "Is it true?"

The people under Mu Wushou were stunned——

"I... this junior actually wants to verify with the leader."

Qiao Sheng looked up at the sky: "Sorry, I don't know."

For such an answer, it is obviously difficult to satisfy people, the man rubbed his fingers awkwardly: "Huh?"

"Well, I don't know."

In the blink of an eye, Qiao Sheng had already figured out that Yu Luocha probably had some kind of plan.

And if he acted rashly, it might interrupt his plan.

Thinking of this, Qiao Sheng nodded with a smile: "Get out of the way."

He is famous for his good temper, and he is even more famous for his ruthlessness if he doesn't want to continue talking.

The man had no choice but to leave resentfully.

Seeing that person walking away, Qiao Sheng turned to look at Qing Ze: "Is your leader alright?"

Qing Ze immediately stood at attention, and asked a little strangely: "Why not?"

Although the leader has always been very bad!

We really want Jian Zun to be the leader!

"Hmm..." Qiao Sheng nodded slightly, but the uneasiness in his heart was still lingering.

He even felt that the roast duck he was carrying had lost its color.

Hurrying back all the way, Qiao Sheng almost stumbled at the threshold!

Both Qingze and Qinglin were taken aback: "Leader?!"

"Well...it's okay." Qiao Sheng waved his hands and smiled.

It wasn't until seeing Yu Luocha sitting at the table safe and sound that Qiao Sheng let go of his heart: "Ayu."

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Yu Luocha looked up at him: "Did you get the news?"

"Yes." Qiao Sheng nodded: "What's going on? Why did you make up this news?"

Yu Luocha smiled: "Because the Demon Cult has an inner ghost."

The cup in his hand fell heavily on the desk, and he sneered.

Qiao Sheng noticed that there were several identical Rakshasa cards in front of him.

The same is true of his sword tassel, which has been hung for so many years, and the quality of the jade is still as warm as ever.

Thinking of this, Qiao Sheng stretched out his hand to grab it: "If you need it urgently, I will return it to you first."

I remember that Jade Raksha once said:

After waiting for him for a hundred years, whoever has this Rakshasa card will be the master of the Western Demon Cult.

And holding this thing, Qiao Sheng always felt a little uneasy.

Yu Luocha looked at the Raksha card for a moment, then shook her head and smiled, "No need."

"Ah?" Qiao Sheng paused with his outstretched hand.

Yu Luocha thought for a moment and nodded: "Recently, something may happen to this Raksha card, so you can give it to me."

Not wanting to involve Qiao Sheng in the Devil's Cult's troubles, thinking of this, Yu Luocha stretched out his hand to take it, pondered for a moment and said, "Qingze Qinglin, these Raksha cards should be scattered as far as possible."

Qingze Qinglin took the order and left.

Yu Luocha stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes were fluttering, looking pretty tight.

After a while, he asked, "A Qiao," his voice was slightly cool, "If you want to test whether a person is sincere, what should you do?"

In front of the living, everyone will pretend.

Their masks are too stubborn to ever be removed.

"But the dead will not." Yu Luocha continued, his face was filled with a slight coldness: "I will disappear for a while."

For some unknown reason, Qiao Sheng suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He raised his head to look at Yu Luocha, and asked as nonchalantly as possible: "Disappearing means...you don't even see me?"

Perhaps it was because it had already become a habit, getting used to the days when Yu Luocha was by his side.

Every day is full and fulfilling.

Qiao Sheng, who used to be the most independent, is also used to having someone by his side.

Yu Luocha looked at Qiao Sheng for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand and lifted Qiao Sheng's chin and asked with a smile, "Reluctant?"

"How is that possible?" Qiao Sheng groaned, reaching out and knocking off Yu Luocha's finger: "I agree with you."

"To others, it's a fake death, to Ah Qiao..." Yu Luocha pondered: "Maybe I still need Ah Qiao's help."

Qiao Sheng nodded seriously: "Well, tell me."

……

After a while, Qiao Sheng rubbed between his brows silently: "Are you sure you want me to help you with this?"

Yu Luocha suppressed a smile and nodded.

Qiao Sheng continued to frown: "Are you... serious?"

Sounds a little silly!

Yu Luocha nodded slightly: "It's too troublesome to catch the traitors one by one. The easiest way is, when the Demon Sect has no leader, the traitors will soon be unable to hold back."

Qiao Sheng nodded: "Okay."

In the rivers and lakes, a gossip slowly spread——

"The leader of the Demon Cult, Yu Luocha, may really be dead."

On the day his son Yu Tianbao entered the pass, he died suddenly.

But the Rakshasa card, which symbolizes the power of the Demon Cult, fell into the hands of the owner of the Silver Hook Casino at this very moment.

It was Yu Tianbao, that prodigal son of a playboy, who lost the Raksha card to repay the debt, and after that, Yu Tianbao died soon.

Right now, Suihan and Sanyou, the elders of the Demon Cult's Dharma Cultists, are searching for Rakshasa cards all over the rivers and lakes.

The person who led the three to search for the Rakshasa card was Lu Xiaofeng.

Qiao Sheng couldn't help but sweat for Lu Xiaofeng when he heard it.

This child...is simply too miserable.

Remembering that the thing they were looking for had once been his sword spike, Qiao Sheng silently looked at the sky.

"Why did you name your adopted son Yu Tianbao?" Qiao Sheng asked.

Yu Luocha smiled slightly: "Because most people in the Central Plains think that people from the Western Regions are not good at Chinese."

"...It's really not good." Qiao Sheng said sincerely.

"Furthermore, Yu Tianbao is not my adopted son, but just an ordinary disciple of the Demon Cult." Yu Luocha said.

Qiao Sheng didn't mind, he nodded and asked again: "In that case... where is the real Rakshasa card?"

Yu Luocha's smile was full of ridicule: "Naturally, it is in the rivers and lakes."

Qiao Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh?"

"How can you catch tiger cubs if you don't enter the tiger's lair," Yu Luocha said calmly, "Without a real Rakshasa card, you won't be able to trap the three friends of Suihan."

"You're suspicious of them." Qiao Sheng frowned.

His eyebrows were slowly rubbed away by Yu Luocha's cool fingers.

Yu Luocha just smiled and said: "Just wait for the fun."

His voice was very soft, but more like a silent provocation.

Qiao Sheng felt that his bones were going to crumble from being played by his voice.

"By the way, Aqiao." Yu Luosha deliberately played tricks, ran to Qiao Sheng's ear and whispered, "Since I'm dead, it's time for Aqiao to fight for the inheritance."

Qiao Sheng was shocked, and suddenly realized...he still has an important task.

He looked at Yu Luocha and sighed silently: "That..."

Yu Luocha raised his eyebrows and showed a little disappointed expression: "Could it be that Ah Qiao despises me? But our story is already well-known."

Playing is very strange, there is no wood! ! !

Qiao Sheng cursed angrily.

In the end, he still nodded unwillingly: "Okay...then it will be clear..."

"It's not too late, it's done tonight." Yu Luocha had already happily made a decision.

Fighting for inheritance... the fact of fighting for inheritance is so stupid!

Silver Hook Casino.

Qiao Sheng was alone, and before he went, he carefully put on makeup to make his eyes look a little sad.

Fortunately, acting can be regarded as a long-term career, so there will be no mistakes.

Qiao Sheng looked at Lu Xiaofeng in front of him with a slightly complicated expression.

Lu Xiaofeng was slightly startled, he had obviously met Qiao Sheng before, he cupped his hands in silence for a moment and said, "Senior, my condolences."

Immediately, everyone's eyes were focused.

Qiao Sheng coughed softly, suddenly seeing an acquaintance made him a little embarrassed, but this embarrassment was not enough to make him give up what he was going to do today.

Silver Hook Casino is on the verge of breaking out.

Sam Mei seems to have said something just now, the atmosphere is really very dignified.

It's a pity that such a dignified atmosphere was destined to disappear when Qiao Sheng came in.

Because he looked at Sui Han's three friends and secretly complained in his heart...

He didn't know any of these three people.

He looked at Lu Xiaofeng again, and this time he complained even more secretly.

Because although I know this one, unfortunately it seems to be useless.

Fortunately, at this time, Lu Xiaofeng said: "Senior, you came here for the Raksha card?"

This time Qiao Sheng regained his energy, he shook his head, and his expression became a little calm: "No."

His gaze focused on Qiao Sheng again, and Qiao Sheng nodded slightly: "This deity is here to take my share."

"The what?" Han Mei asked with a sneer.

Although he is old, but the aura is still there, just that one sentence, he is angry in his dantian.

Qiao Sheng looked over: "Gold."

When he said this, he tried his best to control his emotions so as not to burst into laughter.

Han Mei's face became even more serious: "Are you going to take advantage of the fire?"

"Take advantage of the fire..." Qiao Sheng played with this sentence, as if he was thinking about how to explain it. After a while, he raised his head: "Maybe you haven't read the short story book?"

Lu Xiaofeng almost laughed out loud.

Qiao Sheng nodded: "That's right, depending on your age, you shouldn't have read the short story books, that's too indecent."

Han Mei's face became even more ugly, and she heard Lu Xiaofeng say: "This... is another leader of the Devil's Cult."

When he introduced it like this, the eyes of the three friends of Suihan immediately became unusual.

"When did the Demon Cult actually have another leader?" Gu Song asked in a low voice, "We only have one leader, and he is gone now."

"The three of you stayed in Kunlun Jueding for too long." Lu Xiaofeng said lightly.

Qiao Sheng smiled, but he didn't look like he was smiling: "I heard that there is a thing called Rakshasa card that is popular in the black market. This trip, Qiao Mou specially came to ask for it. After all, it belongs to Master Jade, so I should give it to Qiao Mou." More appropriate."

In fact, he really wanted to say coolly that he was here to divide the property!

But this is so modern that everyone must not understand it.

Several people looked at Qiao Sheng with the eyes of an idiot. For a moment, Han Mei sneered and said, "Those who are talented in the world will get it. Whether my career succeeds or fails, at least I don't have to be angry with you!"

Qiao Sheng looked at him with an unbelievable look for a moment, then reluctantly nodded: "Then, who are you angry with now?"

"Your." Han Mei said coldly, "Pull out your sword."

Qiao Sheng nodded silently when he heard the sound, and pulled his Cangyun Sword from the scabbard.

A master's move is often only in the slightest.

The few people were extremely skilled, but they didn't see Han Mei's swordsmanship at all, because the next second...

His sword was in Qiao Sheng's hands.

Qiao Sheng lightly weighed Hanmei's sword, and said silently: "It's accepted." After a short pause, he added: "It seems that you will be angry for a while."

He looked at the two in front of him, and suddenly stretched out his hand to cover Lu Xiaofeng behind him.

In Qiao Sheng's eyes, no matter how skilled Lu Xiaofeng is, he is still a child.

The same child as Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng.

"What about you?" Qiao Sheng asked with a relaxed expression.

Lone Pine and Dead Bamboo was stunned: "It's over."

"No." Qiao Sheng felt that he was really cool!So his expression was very lonely and desolate: "It's not over."

"If the Sword Master doesn't come, maybe I will be in trouble," Lu Xiaofeng said suddenly, his expression was very calm: "If you are really loyal to the Demon Sect, why don't you avenge Yu Tianbao? Maybe you also know that killing Yu Tianbao Tianbao’s person is not me, and what you care about has never been this. If you want the Raksha card to be the leader of the demon sect, you have to kill me.”

Lone Song's eyes fell on him, and he still wanted to get drunk generously, but unfortunately, in this life, he probably has no chance.

No... He looked at Qiao Sheng who was standing in his way, and his heart moved, maybe there was still a chance.

Without Yu Luocha, who else can be his enemy?

There is no one else in this world.

Thinking of this, his body is already moving!

The two swords fluttered, and the coordination between the lonely pine and the dry bamboo was perfect, and they came towards Qiao Sheng!

Qiao Sheng held his breath and was about to move, when he saw the two of them made a sudden movement as if they had been bewitched by something...

It was a fog, and in the fog was a person.

That person looked like a human but not a human, like a ghost but also not a ghost.

But for Lone Pine and Dead Bamboo, the man only symbolized two words——

death.

The two top experts looked at the person in front of them like a ghost, as if all the strength in their bodies had been drained suddenly.

The fog did not clear, and the people did not leave.

His person is very cold, and the fog is also very cold, but the killing intent does not need to be pervasive, it is already noisy.

"ended."

All the betrayals and escapes come to an end.

Many years later, people will still talk about the devil's ghost hunting.

He would think of Lu Xiaofeng's calmness before changes, the magic tricks of the leader of the Demon Cult, and...

Qiao Sheng looked at the little story book angrily: "What is cute! Cute! Da! Fight! Legacy! Properity!"

Is it possible to write me so stupid!

Yu Luocha smiled and said nothing, pulled him over and rubbed his ears together, and then he was willing to let go.

Qiao Sheng has already forgotten why he was angry just now, the red silk tent is warm, that is the most important thing.

The hidden guard in the corner outside the house silently let out a sigh of relief, and Qingze Qinglin distributed the bank notes to everyone——

"Hey, this time I have generated income again, let's make persistent efforts."

Qinglin thought deeply: "It's best for the leader to fake his death again."

It's really a selling point!We really don't feel bad at all!

Going back to buy red dates to make soup for the cute master!

Noisy, noisy, noisy.

The days are booming, day by day, it will always get better and better, isn't it?