The four masters of Guyuehe were shocked.

This Butler Song is actually a fake substitute?

Gu Yuehe couldn't help but frown. No wonder this butler Song is so vulnerable. It turns out to be fake.

Then, Gu Yuehe asked Lin Fei: Xie Feng, how did you find out that this Butler Song is fake?

Lin Fei said: As soon as we entered the study, he could not hide his nervousness, and I was a little suspicious. When you fought with him just now, he was knocked away by you. I don’t think he could be the trusted butler of the Martial Saint of Jiangnan.

Of course, the reason why Lin Fei saw through this man was a fake Butler Song because he saw through the human skin mask at a glance.

But Xie Feng, since this person is a fake Butler Song, where will the real Butler Song be? Gu Yuehe looked at Lin Fei and said.

Lin Fei said: This Butler Song must be very cunning, so he arranged a fake substitute to wait here. I think he has already escaped.

Gu Yuehe couldn't help but look worried: Then, if we say this, we can't find him, nor can we find the Martial Saint of Jiangnan.

Lin Fei thought for a while and said: Let's take your time to find them. Let's go back and ask He Jing carefully to see if he has any other information about Butler Song.

Gu Yuehe heard from Lin Fei's words that he had encountered difficulties in finding Butler Song.

But now I can only go back and ask He Jing to see if there is any way to find Butler Song.

At this time, Leng Ying, Gu Mu and others had already dealt with dozens of bodyguards in the villa manor.

Lin Fei said to everyone: Let's go! Butler Song has already escaped.

Leng Ying and Gu Mu both showed shock on their faces, but they did not ask any more questions.

Lin Fei and others immediately used their body skills and quickly left the villa manor.

Just as Lin Fei and others left the villa manor, there were two figures standing on a rock at a peak that was only hundreds of meters away from the villa manor.

One is an old man wearing a long gown, gray temples and a cold and sharp eyes. No matter what his appearance and clothes are, the old man is very similar to the Butler Song wearing a human skin mask in a villa manor who was beaten to death by Gu Yuehe.

This old man in a long gown and gray temples is the real Butler Song.

Next to Butler Song is an old man wearing a black training suit and a humble expression. This old man is the old man from a martial arts family under the control of Xingyue Sect.

Butler Song and the old man looked at the villa manor at the foot of the mountain until Lin Fei and his group completely disappeared.

Zhang Wu, thank you for informing me this time. Butler Song turned his head and looked at the old man beside him and said.

The old man named Zhang Wu quickly showed respect on his face: Butler Song said, let me monitor Xingyue Gate, and if there is any disturbance, I will report to Butler Song.

Butler Song nodded: You are doing well.

Then, his eyes sank, and his voice became a little cold: Unexpectedly, the old guy Gu Yuehe not only did not die, but also returned to Xingyue Gate and regained the Xingyue Gate.

Zhang Wu looked at Butler Song and said carefully: Butler Song, with your martial arts skills, it will be not difficult to get rid of Gu Yuehe. Why didn’t Butler Song take action just now?

Butler Song laughed: Gu Yuehe, this time he made a comeback, he will definitely have some support. If he doesn't understand this and takes action rashly, there may be an accident.

When Zhang Wu heard this, he couldn't help but think in his heart: It's not a shame that it's an old fox!

Zhang Wu, after you go back, stare at Gu Yuehe and the others, and tell me immediately if there is any important information. Butler Song solemnly reminded Zhang Wu.

Yes, Mr. Song. Zhang Wu immediately agreed.

Butler Song then jumped up from the rock, like an eagle, flying into the woods and disappearing.

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The next morning, hundreds of miles away from Jiangnan City, there was an open-air lake above a majestic mountain.

This lake is a natural crater, formed by years of rain. The lake surface is clear, like a mirror, reflecting the surrounding green mountains, blue sky and white clouds in the sky, and beautiful like a scroll.

On the south side of the lake and on the shore of the lake, there is a modern luxury villa built. Around the villa, there are tall bodyguards with sunglasses and suits standing.

This seems to be a paradise, and it also seems to be a summer resort for rich people.

Swish.

At this moment, a figure flew from somewhere in the mountain, and lightly tapped the trees with both feet, just like a bird.

In the blink of an eye, it flew in front of a villa area by the lake.

Who is the person coming? At the same time, more than a dozen bodyguards, like Feng Chi and Di Zhi, appeared and surrounded the flying people.

The man who flew down was wearing a long gown, gray hair on his temples, and his eyes were as cold as an eagle. He was Housekeeper Song.

Where is the Martial Saint? Butler Song looked at the bodyguards around him and asked.

These bodyguards also recognized Butler Song, and their faces suddenly became respectful and said: Have you seen Butler Song.

The head of the bodyguard said to Butler Song: Butler Song, the Martial Saint is in the Tianjing Lake.

Butler Song immediately looked at the lake.

This lake is called Tianjing Lake, which is ten miles wide.

Butler Song tried his best to see that he could see a black dot in the middle of the lake.

Then, Butler Song flew up and landed on a wooden boat by the lake. He didn't need to paddle, and activated his internal force under his feet. The boat immediately broke through the waves and drove towards the center of the lake.

The boat stopped when it arrived at the center of the lake. A stream of air like a breeze covered a range of several meters, making the boat unable to get close to it at all.

And in this breeze flow, an old man in a simple robe sat cross-legged on the water surface. Not only did he not sink into the lake, but his clothes were not dripped in water. His whole body was covered by light mist, just like auspicious clouds surrounding the old man.

The old man closed his eyes, white hair and white eyebrows, and silver beards hanging on his chest, with a peaceful expression. He placed his hands on his knees, and his whole body seemed to be integrated with a lake.

Song Yang had met the Martial Saint. Butler Song stood on a small boat and said respectfully to the old man sitting cross-legged in the lake.

The old man sitting cross-legged in the lake exists in Jiangnan like a legendary martial saint.

The Martial Saint of Jiangnan did not hit his eyes, his lips moved slightly, his voice was long, like a mountain flowing water, and he had a powerful force: Song Yang, what happened in Jiangnan this time when going down the mountain?

Song Yang replied: Martial Saint, we were driven off the stage ten years ago, but Gu Yuehe, who was lucky enough to escape, came back and regained the Xingyue Gate.

Then what about my nominal disciple He Jing? The voice of the Martial Saint in Jiangnan is very calm.

Song Yang said: According to Zhang Wu, He Jing has been deposed by Gu Yuehe and detained by Xingyue Gate.

Well, then, do you know if Gu Yuehe has found a helper to fight me when he comes back this time? Jiangnan Martial Saint asked again.

Martial Saint, I have already asked someone to investigate. Song Yang said.

The Martial Saint of Jiangnan said solemnly: This time you must get the Beidou Formation Diagram on Gu Yuehe. If you escape to Gu Yuehe like last time, then you will come to see me with your head.

Yes, Martial Saint! Song Yang replied solemnly without realizing it.
Chapter completed!