Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 1967 Midnight Fighter

Senior Yang Taizi squatted on the ground right now, his eyes dull-he was asking why... to himself.

He should have a good hand in hand.

You see, the mountain top of his sect is actually very close to the Forbidden City. Looking at the land of so many Dao Sect Demon Races in the land of China, which one is as close as him?

Although it is true that it is now a small sect, there are only two in the whole sect including the apprentice Zhan'er, but as the saying goes, there are too many monks and less porridge... This master and apprentice is a sect, and there is still a sect on the hill, don’t mention it How comfortable it is.

Besides, Yang Taizi knows his own affairs. He doesn't have much talent for cultivating. It takes time to get the cultivation base today. Even with the recovery of his soul, Yang Taizi has not made many breakthroughs. That's it for the rest of my life.

But at any rate, he is also named by the Taoist Association. He is a small celebrity among the wealthy business circles in the nearby area. In his spare time, he will show up on stage and chant the scriptures at dinner... A lot of worldly money will naturally be sent to him.

He even accumulated enough money long ago, waiting for the last few years of unsuccessful cultivation, to spend the last few years, and by the way, he also broke the boy's merits for hundreds of years. Then life is like this, it is not in vain.

But why is it so?

I act in a low-key manner, I just run away if I can't fight, I never fight, I never knock on the widow's door in the middle of the night, I am obsessed with it, I have a refreshing meal, and I am bound to live.

Yes, Yang Taizi is indeed here to join in the fun. It is true that the presence of Daomen Association is zero. Even if many big sects don’t look at the list of associations, I’m afraid they don’t know that there is such a sect. So Song Dynasty Hotel entertains There is no Yang Taizi's name in the guest list of Senior Daomen.

Senior Yang Taizi is angry!

He dives in the internal chat group of the Shenzhou Daomen Association every day, watching those old guys who are half a catty with him Tiantian Nun Mo club, his hands are soft and both hands are soft, he can't help but beat his chest.

——No way! I want to come too!

That's probably the case. Senior Yang Taizi rushed all the way from the top of Huanzhen Road, took an online taxi ride outside the boundaries of the Forbidden City, and went straight to the gate of Song Dynasty Hotel.

"I am Yang Taizi, the head of the real Dao, the mainstay of the Dao Sect Association, I am here!"

Then... then there is no more.

He was picked up directly by Gong Fanxing and Charlotte who passed by occasionally-finally, he appeared here in front of Mr. Song.

...

This is not a forbidden city, and Mr. Song has not deliberately concealed himself in this line-just a solid aura and no leakage, but the aura of the strong is there.

What shocked Senior Yang Taizi was that he probably couldn't beat any of these people... I don't know what the origin of this group of people came from.

Just listening to Mr. Song's dialogue with Gong Fanxing seems to have some connection with Huanzhen Dao.

"How do you know the name of my ancestor?" Although Yang Taizi hadn't figured out his situation at this time, he was really curious about the guy who knew the origin of his school.

Mr. Song did not speak directly, but Gong Fanxing said indifferently: "Your Patriarch, Master, I chased after me back then, why didn't I know him."

"Nonsense, how could Patriarch..." Yang Taizi wanted to be tough.

However, the look of Gong Fanxing, the goddess of China hundreds of years ago, made this senior Yang Taizi understand it for himself.

Mr. Song said at this time: "Unexpectedly, the descendants of the dignified Qinglian Sword Immortal will be pussed up to this point. In the end, the princes and generals will only be a handful of loess.

Yang Taizi dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, but the truth is indeed declining. This sect classic has been recorded for hundreds of years.

Huanzhen Dao has never been a prosperous martial art. It seems to have inherited the inertia of accepting disciples. The founder of the school only accepted two disciples, and one of them was even expelled from the mountain early. As for the other one, there was no news after the disappearance of the Patriarch.

Today's Huanzhen Dao was actually only picked up by a complicated servant at the mountain gate who was burning.

This little servant is also a registered disciple of the ancestor, but he has not learned any advanced kung fu, although after the disappearance of the ancestor, the second-generation leader of the little servant did integrate a set of secret books from the sect's collection. New exercises, but limited achievements.

For so many years, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has declined day by day, and the school has no support of core techniques... The tradition of the Qinglian Sword Immortal in China, which used to be the tradition, has now been annihilated in history.

Only some of the real old immortals in the Dao Sect Association have an impression of Huanzhen Dao...To be honest, the reason why Huanzhen Dao can be named in the Dao Sect Association now is because the Daoist of Hundred Tribulations opened the back door-Yang Taizi listened Said that the ancestor of the true Tao had pointed out the evergreen tree of the Taoist Association back then, and this is probably a reward.

However, the sect was humiliated, and as the head of the contemporary Taoism, how could it not be stopped!

"Pan Dao knows that his qualifications are limited and his achievements are low!" Yang Taizi suddenly stood up at this moment, his clothes bulging, "but it is okay to humiliate the poor Dao, if you want to humiliate the faction!"

"How are you doing." Mr. Song glanced at him, his eyes like a sword.

I saw Yang Taizi's surging momentum instantly resembling a frustrated balloon, and he even said in a negotiated tone: "When you humiliate this faction, can you be lighter..."

The air suddenly became quiet... Wolfgang even opened his mouth subconsciously.

He didn't know who Taibai was. When he came to this sub-world, there was no such person. Now that the peak power of the sub-world can make him remember, there is no so-called Qinglian Sword Fairy in it.

Maybe it's a guy who hasn't been showing up and acting in a low-key manner... Don't say, when Wolfgang arrived, he didn't even know the existence of Mr. Song.

And Tamar is so powerful and perverted!

"Qinglian Taibai's descendants are as timid as they are, what's the use of keeping them." Mr. Song coldly snorted at this time, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Gong Fanxing suddenly said at this moment: "Sir, wait a minute, please listen to me."

"Speak!" Mr. Song directly held his hand and turned his back.

Gong Fanxing took a step forward and whispered: "Your honor, although the true way has not fallen to this point, but after all, the true descendants of Taibai are still in the world...The surname Qin has already received Taibai’s [Qinglian Sword Song] back then. If the [Sword Classic] can be achieved, I am afraid it will be a great disaster. How can this old way be said to be the last point of the incense of the true way, hastily resolved, I am afraid that it will never be exposed with the surname Qin."

Mr. Song said indifferently, "Are you pleading for the truth?"

Gong Fanxing bowed his head and said: "How dare your subordinates, it's just that the grand event needs more help...The kendo surname Qin is not weak, given time, it may not be another Qinglian sword immortal, and the respect is willing to be such a talent? "

"There is no reluctance, only whether it can be used." Mr. Song said casually: "Taibai was lonely and arrogant all his life, never used by others, his sword is rather unyielding, and his disciples are the same."

"But Taibai's disciple is a woman." Gong Fanxing said, "As long as it's a woman, he won't be really ruthless...If the superior can trust me, let the subordinate handle this matter."

"The woman surnamed Qin has a gap with you and meets like an enemy. What are you going to do?" Mr. Song asked directly.

"Qin Chuyu didn't know the truth about Taibai's disappearance back then. She always thought her subordinates knew Taibai's whereabouts. Then, I can use this as a bait." Gong Fanxing said slowly, "As long as she wants to find Taibai, we There are enough chips."

Mr. Song pondered and said nothing... After a while, Mr. Song said calmly: "Well, I have missed Taibai at the beginning. If the new sword immortal can be included in the bag, it would be a matter of concern. I will leave it to you. Let's handle it."

"Subordinates take orders!"

"In addition." Mr. Song turned around abruptly at this time, looking directly at Yang Taizi, "Tomorrow's [Power Conference], let's participate in the name of Huanzhen Dao! I...I want the name of Huanzhen Dao, Once again there was a big earthquake in China."

Yang Taizi's elder predecessor suddenly shook his body and said: What?

Gong Fanxing also glanced at Mr. Song unexpectedly at this time, but soon understood the noble's intention-he was to induce Qin Chuyu to appear.

The best way is to let the name of Huanzhen Tao appear in the eyes of the world, and this [Power Conference] is obviously the best opportunity.

As for whether the Supreme Lord had other intentions, Gong Fanxing could not guess for the time being... the minds of the emperor and the royal family have always been unpredictable.

"Should we say hello to Farrell?"

Seeing that Mr. Song seemed to have the intention to leave, Wolfgang suddenly stepped forward and asked.

Mr. Song waved his hand and said, "No, he knows that I am coming, so he will naturally know that I am gone."

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In the middle of the night, for the vampire race, it is the most energetic time.

The delegation of the thirteen clans chose to leave the forbidden city at this time and came to a camp on the outskirts that had been built early.

Many transcendent delegations chose to leave the city a day or half a day earlier to prepare, so the Bilegan and his party of the thirteen clan left the city at this time without too much hindrance.

After some reporting, the agents of the Administration Bureau who were investigating the guards on the road also let them go directly.

The camp of the thirteen clans is behind a hill.

The Thirteen Clans are also a powerful force in the Eurasian world, and their names and backgrounds are placed there, so no one nearby easily comes to touch the mold.

When Balegang and his party arrived at the camp, a medium-sized truck also slowly drove into the camp.

The vampires of the clan stepped forward instantly and surrounded the truck—obviously, they didn't know the arrival of the truck.

"You should withdraw first, and just leave it to me here." At this time, Bailigan yelled out the vampires who came with him, and then left one of his own.

At this time, the door of the truck opened, and a young man with a grim face jumped out directly... This was a young man with silver palms-Gongsun Zhishui.

"I said, there is nothing to do, so there is no need to meet again." Balegang said calmly: "I don't remember that the master of your house is such a clingy person."

"The Duke laughed." Gongsun Zhishui said blankly: "My son knows that the Duke will participate in the [Power Contest] tomorrow, so I specially asked me to send you a gift. I hope the Duke can be in the competition tomorrow. Go ahead and win."

"Gift?" Balegang frowned lightly.

Gongsun Zhishui went around directly behind the truck at this time, opened the door of the truck, and suddenly a cloud of mist slowly escaped from the truck compartment.

Byelegang stepped forward and looked directly into the carriage. A little light was enough for a creature like a vampire to see everything in the dark.

"this is?"

"This is a fighter." Gongsun Zhishui said slowly: "A fighter like a fighter in an ancient Roman arena."

Balegun frowned.

The inside of the box is surprisingly a whole body, with a lot of cuticle-like hard shells, but an alloy helmet is put on the head. At this time, hundreds of rigid needles have been pierced all over the body, like insects. , Human-like creatures.

The existence of those steel needles seems to be able to limit the action of this peculiar [fighter], but at this time, from the opponent's half-opened and half-closed eyes, besides seeing the madness, there is still a touch of blankness in Balegang.

"Tomorrow's [Power Conference] will gather powerful and extraordinary people from all over the world. Is this [Fladiator] enough to deal with?" Balegang said half-believably.

"Grand Duke might as well give it a try." Gongsun Zhishui immediately reached out and grabbed it, and Volley grabbed three steel needles from this peculiar [fighter].

In an instant, the [Fighter] eyes in the box instantly turned into a **** whirlpool, and only a burst of sound was heard, and the whole carriage instantly burst into pieces.

A **** sharp blade popped out of the curious [Fladiator]'s arm, and it pierced directly at Balegang - but when the sharp blade was about to pierce Balegang, it seemed to be rolled by invisible tentacles.

"Is it that way?" Balegun said casually.

"My son said that when all the steel needles on his body are pulled out, he can briefly display the attack power of the peak power." Gongsun Zhishui said, waving his hand, and the three steel needles in his hand shot into the strange again. [Fighter]'s body.

The peculiar [Fighter] fell to the ground at once, but it was still struggling, like a trapped beast.

Balegang took a look, shook his head and said: "How far have you destroyed this guy's spirit... A beast that loses its mind and only knows about destruction, has little effect."

"Accept this rattle." Gongsun Zhishui threw a bell directly, "The sound of the rattle can simply drive him to use it for you."

Byelegang gave Gongsun Zhishui a deep glance, and after receiving the rattle, he groaned for a moment before calmly saying: "Gongsun Shiyu, why do you want to help me?"

Gongsun Zhishui said: "My son is the [Seat of the Sun], but you are also the [Seat of the Moon]. The sun and the moon should help each other."

"But it's a pity that my moon doesn't like to borrow the light of the sun." Bairegang chuckled lightly, "Okay, I will accept this gift temporarily. But you go back and tell your master that although [The Fool] is missing Now... maybe even the [Fool] may be dead, but the [Fool] is the [Fool], and there is only one [Fool]. Not everyone can replace him."

"Grand Duke, I will tell my son." Gongsun Zhishui nodded, and then said loudly: "So, I'm leaving now."

"Wait." Bairegang suddenly stopped. "What is this [Fighter] called?"

"There is no name." Gongsun Zhishui said calmly: "If you like him, give him a name."

"It's called [Midnight]." Bailigan said casually: "It happened to be delivered at midnight."

It's really casual.

But when he thought that this was a guy who would use a scarecrow to replace him to hold a clan meeting, Gongsun Zhishui didn't say anything, nodded to indicate that he knew it, and left the camp of the thirteen clan directly.

(End of this chapter)