"You didn't seem to tell him completely about the six ways to draw the sword?"

Just as he returned to Ye Xiuwen's courtyard, Yue'er said lightly.

"There is an old saying that I wouldn't be so stupid when I starve my master to death. What's more, tonight's events are very important to us.

After killing "Mo Tong" and taking away his property, we can continue to develop "Blood Pill".

But in other words, if we fail, we will fall into a passive again."

Ye Xiuwen also said lightly, and after a while, he said, "You can't mention this matter to that lord no matter what. Otherwise, if I die, you will die too."

"Why?" Yue'er asked back.

"I'm dead, can you complete this task alone?" Ye Xiuwen also asked back.

"I'm not stupid. That blood pill is also very important to me. Don't worry!" Yue'er replied, and then went back to her room.

Ye Xiuwen was slightly happy and felt that this could be accomplished!

Then, Ye Xiuwen also returned to his room and began to practice the "Wind Demon Art".

The inner sect technique like this is almost the same as that of the boy sect. With the help of changes in body, it helps the meridians in the body to gather energy in both hands, and then the vital energy drives the wind and then turns into an attack.

This principle is simple to say, but it is indeed not that easy to do.

Time, strength, vitality, etc. must be just right, otherwise a slight difference will lead to a huge mistake. If you fail to practice, you may even hurt yourself.

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"Fifth Master!"

In the evening, around four o'clock, Hou San, who went out to inquire about the news, came back.

"how?"

"Bang!..."

Ye Xiuwen was still practicing martial arts. When he was asking Hou San what to do, he pointed two fingers on the pillar in the house.

The red lacquered wooden pillar was pierced with a bang.

The hole was the size of a thumb and the incision was smooth. Hou Sanyi was shocked and said quickly: "Fifth Master is really good at kung fu?"

"Haha, now is not the time to flatter. Let me ask you, what's wrong with Mo Tong?" Ye Xiuwen chuckled.

When it comes to flattery, it is said that horses are less slapping, but in fact, everyone likes to listen to these kinds of horses.

Ye Xiuwen is the same, so he likes Hou San.

Hou San’s street gangster is a bit loyal, knows how to do things, and knows what to do. It is the talent that Ye Xiuwen needs most.

Of course, this time, Hou San did not disappoint Ye Xiuwen, and actually found something very interesting.

Mo Tong happened to his birthday, and tonight was the time for him to entertain guests.

"Funny, that's really fun!"

Ye Xiuwen was slightly happy because as the saying goes, he had to bring some gifts to celebrate his birthday. And people like Mo Tong are even more so.

Why did he live a birthday with great fanfare? To put it bluntly, it was just to make money.

No one cares about this ordinary person's life. But people with status like Mo Tong are just talking about it.

As the owner of Mojiazhuang, he had to live with a hundred people in his clan, and the villages and towns near Mojiazhuang.

Mo Zongshou, who dared not to go, and who dared to go empty-handed?

Therefore, Ye Xiuwendao believed that this was a good opportunity.

What is he lacking? What he lacks is money. And as long as he has money, Ye Xiuwen will have to be blessed and rainy. Being a master of the Yuanqi realm is only a matter of time.

So Ye Xiuwen smiled and ordered, "Tell me brothers, we went to Mojiazhuang to have dinner today, and we all kept our stomachs, hahahaha!"

Ye Xiuwen laughed, Hou San took the order, tonight! Ye Xiuwen was going to slaughter Mojiazhuang!......

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It’s late at night, around seven o’clock!

At this time, the lights were brightly lit in Mojiazhuang, and there were endless people coming to celebrate their birthdays.

Just imagine, there are hundreds of people in the Mo family in Mojiazhuang, and there are many rich men, rich peasants, local officials and warriors in nearby villages and towns.

In the flowing water table, people have to queue up if they want to give gifts and meet Mo Tong and have a bite of food.

There is no way, there are too many people, so many that Mo Tong himself can't tell who they are. He also has to hold the gift list and support Mo Tong's side.

"The owner of the manor? This is Commander Ma. In order to celebrate your birthday, Commander Ma has brought out a pair of jade Ruyi from his family, haha!" The old housekeeper introduced to Mo Tong.

In fact, Mo Tong was too lazy to pay attention to the military rank of Commander Ma. But a pair of Yu Ruyi, who had been passed down from family, must be worth some money.

So Mo Tong nodded repeatedly, was kind to him and sent it to the yard for a meal.

"The owner of the manor, this is a wealthy businessman,..."

"Haha! This Mo family is so lively!..."

Just as the old housekeeper was about to introduce guests to Mo Tong, a strange laugh passed through the sky and fell on the roof of the front hall of the Mo family.

But seeing this man is not old, with a jade-like face, wearing a black armor, a sword hanging from his left waist, and standing on the roof with his hands in his arms, which is quite like a master.

On the side of the boy wearing black armor, there was a girl in strong outfit.

The girl had a slender figure, black veil masked, and a silver sword, with her back behind her, crossed her hands on her chest, despising the people in the yard.

At this moment, everyone was shocked, not knowing who was coming, and it was also at this time.

Slowly, on the left and right of the courtyard wall, burly men holding sharp blades appeared together.

The guests who came to celebrate the birthday exclaimed, and the Mo family was also panicked.

Seeing this, Mo Tong frowned slightly and shouted, "Don't panic, just a group of gangsters,..."

Mo Tong's third level of Yuanqi, and his wise eyes were used to recognize people. With just a glance, he saw that among the visitors, there were no masters, and only a few warriors from the coagulation stage were present.

And there are at least twenty such people in his Mohist family.

So he was afraid of something, but when he saw the man in black on the roof sneered: "If you come to celebrate Mo's birthday, I would be very welcome.

But if you are coming to find someone uncomfortable, hum! Don’t blame me for being ruthless,..."

"Hmph, old man, you're about to die, and you're going to speak loudly!"

Yue'er sneered, but she didn't expect that at this moment, the commander-in-chief in the courtyard, dressed in pig iron armor and military uniform, shouted: "You are bold, do you know who this owner is?"

"Get aside like a dog!"

Before the commander Ma finished speaking, Yue'er shouted.

"Hey? We still have to respect this adult. Sir? Please shut up,..."

Ye Xiuwen also sneered and fired a bloody light.

The blood light blew across the sky, and it was only a momentary thing.

Commander Ma couldn't dodge and was hit in the face. With a bang, his entire head was blown open.

"Ah? Lei Zhenzi? Xue Yuezhai?"

But when he saw that Commander Ma died tragically, someone exclaimed.
Chapter completed!