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Gong Tianxiong walked into the room, looked around and said to the side: "Close the door."

Dazzling Spring signaled for the two to enter first, and left them to listen for any sounds around them before entering the room, closing the door carefully behind them.

In the middle of the room was a waist-high wooden chest with edges sealed with rice paper. Gongzi gave the box a quick push, and the weight was obviously not light.

Asked, "Do you want to open it and take a look?"

Gongzi tore the paper seal and opened the lid. "It's all here. Why else would it be open?" Seeing what was inside, he could not help but raise his eyebrows. "Aiyo!"

When shallow marks and quicksand walked closer to take a look, they could not help but look at each other, revealing the same astonished expression.

Gongzi took the stack of banknotes on top of the stack and handed it over to Drifting Water: "Count it." He lowered his head to open the top row of wooden boxes and some random items inside the cloth bag.

Six wooden boxes, each containing three porcelain bottles. Gongzi opened the bottle and took a sniff, and could not help but exclaim, "It's all a type of blood sealing throat poison." He picked up the white wooden box and weighed it a few times before placing it to the side. "There is also Gold Sore Medicine."

He looked at the Golden Sore Medicine bottle and knew what it was. "According to the distribution in the Netherworld Valley, there is only one bottle of 'Life Recovery Ointment' per year even if we add it all together."

"That may not be so." "For example, the last time you followed our master to the Puppet Palace, you used up seven to eight bottles of it after being heavily injured — even though there were three bottles we saved up."

After he finished counting the banknotes, he walked away and placed them on the table, "One hundred thousand taels."

Gongzi opened the cloth bags and looked through them, instructing the mute to tidy them up and then said, "These are all hidden weapons that I commonly use, forged by the Netherworld Valley. This is... Thirty-two packs, one pack for each. There's also these paper bundles. There's no need to look at them anymore, they must be poisonous grass. "

He took the paper bag away and counted roughly thirty to forty bags.

"This is …" "Blood Vein Iron?" When the silent Quicksand saw the darkest layer, he couldn't help but blurt out, "So much!"

Qian Jin's face also changed a little: "A whole six pieces, this..." "Young master, what do you want to do?"

The mute looked at Martial Uncle in puzzlement, then looked at the object under the box. He stretched out his hand to touch it, but his Master grabbed hold of it.

Gongzi shook his hand away, his face grave. "Don't touch it, it's poisonous."

Bloodstained iron was a special material of the Puppet Palace.

Using poisonous grass to raise livestock, soaking the blood in iron and repeatedly forging it for another forty-nine times, causing the poison in the blood to completely fuse with the iron. He then forged the Blood Iron before sealing it in a cave deep in the Ice Spring of Puppet Palace.

Animals have been fed with many different kinds of poisonous plants for many years, and the amount of poison in their blood can no longer be counted. Forging layer upon layer, the poison blood of the forty-nine beasts would fuse with each other, causing the poison to regenerate and transform. Not only that, the chilliness in the depths of the cold spring had been there for a long time. It had even made the iron incomparably cold. It was still warm when placed above the raging flames.

It took less than ten years for a piece of Blood Vein Iron to take shape. After the setback that year, the Puppet Palace was no longer as strong as they were before. They no longer had the manpower or financial resources to forge such a complicated item. Currently in the Puppet Palace, there were at most twenty pieces of Bloody Iron. At this moment, there were six pieces in front of them.

Quicksand was silent for a long time before saying softly, "There might not be three people in the Puppet Palace who can forge this metal today. If they were to make exquisite objects, they would need the combined strength of three to five people. If forging was an ordinary item, then he wouldn't need such a precious item. "Young master has given this item to senior. He wants to …"

Gong Du's finger slowly rested on his waist, he felt the icy coldness on his fingertip, "The barb on my 'Intoxicated Golden Flames' was made from Bloody Metal, and I used an entire piece at that time. Asgard Master said that one day, when my martial arts skills are on par with my Master's, I will recreate the 'drunkenness and intoxication' for my use. This whip could only be used for ten years at most. Only by nourishing it with my blood will I be able to keep today unscathed. "It's time to change this whip."

"A total of six pieces. That should be enough to forge the entire whip."

"These six pieces of Blood Vein Iron are enough for young master to exchange for someone who is as loyal as I am." Gongzi coldly snorted, stepped back a few steps and sat down on a chair, using a bit of strength on his fingertips, "The whip has been used for a long time, it can be forged again when it's old. After using it for so long, if you lose your loyalty, can you change it now? "

He forcefully suppressed the fear in his heart, "We grew up in the Puppet Palace since we were young. After palace master left, we served under master, and then we met young master … When had he ever had any second thoughts? "You've followed the young master for so many years …"

His blood flowed down along the whip, and his shoulders couldn't help but tremble slightly. It was unknown if it was out of fear or anger, "Third elder, how can you have the face to say the word 'loyalty'?"

After a long silence, Drifting Water replied, "Even if we've changed masters before, our loyalty is still to the Puppet Palace."

"But Young Master won't let us off because of this." Gongtian took a deep breath before slowly exhaling. "If you can't give a reply today, neither you nor I will see the sunrise tomorrow."

Quicksand subconsciously replied, "If I give Young Master this answer, I'll have to come up with something to defend myself. The result would be that he would fall into the hands of the Second Young Master, and die ten times more miserably. "

"If I keep this a secret …" After saying this sentence, he shook his head and sighed, "There will be a day when I will lose and even Master will be implicated."

They looked at each other and got a response from each other. They all kneeled down and said, "As senior brother commands!"

Gongzi closed his eyes and muttered to himself: "Things have already come to this point, if we were to confess to Young Master, it would be a good thing for us to die here. If we were to seek help from the second young master and things were to happen in the future, the second young master would definitely not pity for our lives. "

Qian Chao sighed. "It's not worth dying for. It's just that Young Noble felt that it was too quick. After a long time, all you could do was let your efforts fall short …"

Gongzi loosened his fingers, resting his palm on the whip, allowing it to be dyed red with blood. "Now, if we want to live, there are only three people who can save us. Although they could use the power of the three of them to escape, they wouldn't lose the Puppet Palace. However, the Young Master and Second Young Master must be blamed. " He paused slightly: "Quicksand, are you willing?"

Quicksand was startled, "I know very little about the two gongzis, and have no loyalty at all. I will only listen to the arrangements of the two Senior Brothers. Senior Brother, you don't have to worry about my feelings. "

Dazzling Spring saw Gong Tianqiao turn to look at him and shook his head. "I've always been at your beck and call."

Gongzi gave them a deep look, and said no more. "Back then, the reason I decided to listen to Second Young Master's orders was because Second Young Master put his heart into helping the Puppet Palace. I will never regret this choice. Behind the Second Young Master was the Second Palace Master. If we seek the protection of someone on the same list as the Second Palace Master, then it would not be considered a betrayal. "

"Second Palace Master and I are on the same list …" The person you're talking about is the third hallmaster and Lord Jiang Zhen? "

Gong Tianyi nodded his head, "Although Hallmaster Tang is not together with Second Hallmaster, Second Hallmaster will still have to consider his feelings. If they are willing to save us, we can give birth. "

"But do we have any value in making them save us?" He lowered his eyes and said in a cold voice, "Third hallmaster, it is enough to remember your old friendship and save that time. Lord Jiang Zhen has a natural disposition to do as he pleases, and will save you once in a while. "

"I will ask the Lord of Jiang Zhen and I will send a letter to Hall Master Tang to test him," said Gongxu. "You two, help me do something."

The two of them nodded, "As you command."

Gongzi read the three of them one by one, then reminded them word by word: "Remember, obeying Second Young Master's orders is my idea and has nothing to do with all of you. You all have no idea when I followed Second Young Master, when I met Second Palace Master, and when I worked for Second Palace Master. All you have done is to keep it a secret. "

"Senior apprentice-brother!"

Gong Tianyi said indifferently: "If Young Noble finds out that we are all involved, you will definitely implicate Master, the Poison Wine Hall, and even those from the Netherworld Valley who are on good terms with us. So, even if you end up dying, bite the bullet and say you don't know what I did. Otherwise, after your death, the Valley of Dark Wine would have suffered a bloodbath. "

Quicksand was puzzled, "Now is the time to hire people. Will the young master kill without restraint out of suspicion?"

"It is precisely because they are servants that I cannot tolerate my subordinates being disloyal." Gong Tianni couldn't help but let out a soft sigh, almost as if he was sighing at himself. "It's one thing for the Medicine Hall, after all, there's more than half of it in the past. Only the younger children are raised by Young Master. But in the Dark Valley... "Every bit of it is Young Master's hard work. How can it allow others to covet it?"

He laughed at himself, "You know that in my young master's eyes, we are just blades. A blade that is broken does not hurt, and a blade that is discarded does not hesitate. So what if you kill wrongly? "

Quicksand lowered his eyes, covering the blankness in his eyes. Death is not to be regretted... Is it?

Gongzi glanced at him expressionlessly, but declined to comment. "Assassins originally only need to consider how to kill, not how to survive."

As if he understood the hidden meaning behind his words, he lifted his head to look at him. "I'm just not willing to accept it."

Gongzi pulled his dagger out of his sleeve and examined it. "I remember Tang Xiao saying there are only two ways to gain loyalty in this world: gratitude and fear." He looked at his two junior brothers and said slowly, "You guys are very grateful towards the Puppet Palace, but you guys aren't afraid of Young Master. She wasn't willing to give up … It's just that I feel that I've been loyal to the wrong person, right? "

"I am not willing to die for the Second Young Master!"

"You are angry at him for treating me like grass and for abandoning me like a pair of shoes." Gong Jue suddenly laughed, his laughter somewhat cold.

He pursed his lips subconsciously, "I just don't know why you let him be so frivolous."

"Because I died like an ant," Miaomiao replied carelessly.

Dazhi choked, "You …"

"I have already warned you that as long as Second Young Master does not give any orders, you must stay as far away from him as possible."

"Even if I don't go, what about you? "Can you hide?"

"You are different from me." "I can endure it more than you can, and I don't care more than you how they treat me. I know better than you what sort of existence we are in the eyes of these 'masters'."

Dang Hen was silent for a long time, before suddenly calling out to him, "Gongzi."

Gongxu was stunned. He raised his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

Dang Hen stared at him, enunciating each word, "You and I are of the same life, you definitely can't leave me alone."

Gong Du curled his lips, "If I were to die, you wouldn't even need to live your life lightly. You can't even count the people who killed you with one hand. Why do you think I can bear to see you die? "

"I …" A bitter smile appeared on his face, but he didn't show it in the end. "I don't want to be a burden to you anymore."

Gong Du's expression didn't change, he only said, "The so-called burden is only to leave me, and you won't be able to live. Because I had to take care of you, I had to try my best to survive. "

He was slightly startled and slightly moved.

"When I'm about to die, you must remember how to pull me back from the gates of hell."

"You go ahead, I'll wait for your return."

Gongzi untied the long whip from his waist and took out all the hidden weapons and bags from within, throwing them at Mute's feet, indicating for him to put them away: "Stay in the room with Martial Uncle and wait for me. If anyone comes, follow behind Martial Uncle, understand?"

The mute nodded his head, his lips opened and closed a few times in a hurry, as he spat out some vague questions.

Gongzi thought for a while, then rubbed his head twice, causing his messy hair to become even more fluffy: "He will come back."

A hint of panic appeared in the mute's blank eyes. This was the first time his master was so intimate with him, but the only thing it brought him was an unexplainable fear.

He smelled death on his Master — and this was the first time he had seen something like this. First time... I saw it on such a heartless master.

The mute subconsciously grabbed his Master's sleeve, and started to let out some random wuwu sounds, attempting to urge him to stay.

He untied the corner of his clothes and turned to leave. Gong Qing's movements didn't have the slightest hesitation, let alone nostalgia. To him, the consolation of saying goodbye was already the greatest kindness he could give.