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Without the noisy Southern Palace, the three hall masters waited quietly for Jiang Wuyan to continue her conversation.

Jiang Wuyan said: "I have no intention of interfering with Candle's and Wu Gou's matter. I am only here to pay my respects to an old friend. Whether it's the Left Custodian or the rest of Wu Gou's men, I have no intention of interfering. It's just that I want to take Xia Chan away, I hope that everyone will give me some face. "

Sickly Wind pouted his lips, "If it's a normal day, then take it away when you want. It's not like we can't afford to lose. "But this time, the hall master has issued a death order. If we go back in this manner, even if those two arrows don't kill us, the hall master will still kill us."

Jiang Wuyan smiled faintly, "Not at all." He glanced at Yan Bugui and slowly added, "Help them to the end. If Candle's not good, then the three hall masters will die here."

The sickly wind that supported Liu was given a fright, "How much hatred do we have with you?"

Jiang Wuyan went silent, and retracted the smile on her face. She looked very serious: "I've already said it, the martial arts world is going to change color. I may not have anything to do with it, but I may not be able to stay away from it. If everyone is unwilling to give up today, then I, Jiang Chen, will have a death feud with Candle. If that is the case, we might as well use the poison wine Wu Gou's hand to remove Candle Haze from the martial arts world, and I will have less trouble. "

Gong Sou glanced at Jiang Wuyan. For some reason, he felt that the relationship between him and Candle Wen was not as' without enmity 'as he had said. He didn't kill people easily, but that didn't mean he didn't know how to. The destruction of a force was said so lightly by him, but no one dared to disbelieve him.

Wen Wan merely leaned against the stone wall, slightly raising his lips, looking past the few people facing him and falling into the distant sky. As the cause of this dispute, he put on a nonchalant attitude. Fortunately, at this moment, no one would notice him.

Jiang Wuyan's words only made Liu He and Yan Bugui slightly hesitant, but the Southern Tang Dynasty coldly asked, "What if I don't agree?"

Gong Sou raised his eyebrows, "This place is the burial ground for the hundred disciples with damaged feathers. It's not like the people from the Crippling Feather Sect are all dead. If Crippled Feather did not forget the hatred his sect had for him, then with the help of Wu Gou's poison and the Netherworld Valley, would he really not be able to exterminate Candle Stick? "

Yan Bugui's eyes turned slightly cold. He let out a cold laugh. He had forgotten that Gong Qing knew his identity. With Tears of Blood's power, plus Lu Yuhan's subordinates … It was not impossible to remove Candle from the list.

He quietly sized up the remaining people. Apart from the three who already knew his identity, Nancheng also stood to one side with crossed arms. The smile on his face deepened. This person should know by now. By borrowing their power, they could severely injure Candle, but from then on, they would no longer have the opportunity to kill Wen Wan.

After a moment of thought, Yan Bugui's eyes fell on Wen Wan.

Wen Wan slightly tilted his head, then lowered his gaze and leisurely said: "Hall Master Zhu Yi is suspicious, as long as any of the other two Hall Masters are allowed to return, he will definitely think that the one who is alive is in cahoots with us, Wu Gou. The South Court had to die, because Hall Master Candle Wen trusted him. As for the other two … The last time Dong Tang came out with you two, and was killed by me, didn't your Chief Hall Master have any suspicions? "

The sickly wind supported Liu and Yan Bugui as they looked at each other, neither of them saying anything. If they hadn't had the help of the Vice Hall Master last time and also agreed to break the rules this time, the two of them probably would have …

Wen Wan replied, "You want my head, just to clear the way before the war with the poison. I, Wu Gou, may not be good, but I am also a well-known assassin's hall in the martial arts world. The truth of lips dead teeth cold, poison wine will understand. You shall destroy me, Wu Gou, and Wu Gou shall fight with all his might. At that time, once the vintage poison has joined the battle, do you have the confidence to win? "

Gong Tianxiong agreed: "Just in terms of strength, we, the poison wine, will stand up to you. Even if he didn't have our help, Wu Gou would still do his best to kill him. With a strong enemy spying on you, are you really not afraid of this killing Wu Gou? "

Wen Wan smiled. "If you can kill me today, then you might be able to do so again in the future. I've walked the martial arts world for many years and have always been alone. If you can kill me one day, it will also be because of your ability. "It's better than fighting to the death today and hurting the camaraderie of the three Hall of Assassins. After a few months, wouldn't it be like taking care of a fish in the eyes of others?"

Yan Bugui's eyes slightly moved. He understood a bit of the meaning behind his words, "Then we will meet again another day. We will compete for life and death."

Wen Wan knew that he had left him with a way out, and he would accept it. Hearing this, he gave a faint smile: "Naturally."

Sick Wind helped Liu see that Beitang had agreed and blinked his eyes. He asked Southern Tang, "Why don't we leave? You and I are already wounded, so we are definitely not their match. "

Looking at the blood-soaked Wen Wan, the Southern Tang Dynasty slowly said, "Let the tiger return to the mountain, you must all think this through."

Sick Wind helped Liu Ming stow away his hands that had not been pierced with arrows. "We can trade our three lives for one arrow from him. Isn't that even worse?"

NanTang looked at Wen Wan, and suddenly grabbed the arrow in front of his chest with his other hand. He wanted to use brute force to pull it out: "Also, don't treat us like fish on a chopping block, talk nonsense about cutting and cutting. My life might not be left behind. "

"Whether you agree or not is not up to you." Wen Wan's bloodied face was still as pale as paper, but the corner of his mouth was raised into a mocking smile.

Gongzi's fingers pressed against the long whip at his waist, noticing Wen Wan's expression, he moved his fingers away.

Jiang Wuyan raised her eyebrows in an indiscernible manner. This guy's reaction was even faster than the Southern Tang Dynasty by an instant …

Southern City's City narrowed its eyes at the people rushing over from the cliffs. It looked at Wen Wan, and when he saw him nod, it immediately said, "Wu Gou's revenge will only happen today!" He warned the two assassins at Wen Wan's side, "Protect Taixuan well." Then, he unsheathed his two swords and flew forward to fight again.

Seeing that Jiang Wuyan had retreated, Concealed Divinity followed him back to a place where no one else was. "These people are so strong."

Since they were both part of the Three Great Guilds, Wu Gou's demands on assassins were just as harsh. Normally, assassins wouldn't do the mission, nor would they participate in this chaotic battle. It could be said that every assassin standing here was a superior cultivator in the martial world.

However, these white-robed figures each immediately attacked two of the assassins, and some of them went all out against the other three. It would not be surprising if there were more than ten of them. But there were a total of eighty or ninety people who came in an unending stream. With their participation, Wu Gou's pressure greatly decreased. On the contrary, he was at a disadvantage.

Jiang Wuyan nodded her head in agreement, "Not only is he strong, but I don't see any kung fu paths at all."

Gong Tianxiong observed for a moment and was similarly unable to see through their movements. "Their martial arts do look similar, but if we were to say that they are from the same sect, it is not necessarily true. "It doesn't seem like they were gathered on the spot, and they don't come from assassins."

Jiang Wuyan looked at those who joined later on and smiled, "These people are of different strengths. The slower they come, the weaker their abilities will be. I think I know how these people got here. "

After a while, he stopped talking and asked, "Where did you come from?"

Jiang Wuyan shook her head slightly, indicating for him to keep looking, "You'll know in a while."

Nan Tang took a few steps back and shot two bullets into the air. The bullets exploded in the air, turning into a cloud of smoke. The assassins in the distance must have seen the signal and given it all. It could be seen that Candle was going to go all out.

"There's no need to call anyone. There's no one else to call." The grey-robed young man landed on the ground, a head in each hand, and casually threw it on the ground.

Gong Wei looked at the two similar heads and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Isn't this the 'Heaven's Mandate and Twin Cripples'? "This man with the head also looks quite familiar …"

Jiang Wuyan pondered for a moment before a hint of surprise flashed across her eyes, "This is Wen Ning?"

"Win?" Gongzi didn't know who the youth in gray was, but he knew what this surname meant. "Since when did the Wen family have so many experts?"

Jiang Wuyan smiled lightly, "It's not just the Wen Family. There should also be people from the Ling Song Palace. It seems that the White Yutang's reliance on him is not fake. "

Gongzi's gaze flickered briefly, then returned to normal, his lips revealing a playful smile: "The White House values loyalty and righteousness, his best friend died tragically, and it's time to repay them after ten years of patience."

Seemingly feeling that the sunlight was somewhat dazzling, Jiang Wuyan retreated a few steps and stood in the shadow of the cliff, looking at the people who were fighting in the distance. "This is the first time I've seen so many assassins fighting in a place with light shining on them …"

Gongzi gave him a silent glance. "Actually, I've only seen something of this scale once."

"No one on such a large scale?" Jiang Wuyan asked casually, as if she had thought of something. She turned her head and looked at him, "Is it that time?"

Gong Du waved his hands, "Actually, I wasn't really a spectator that time. I escorted the few young masters and the other assassins were all left behind by Master, and only the few of us were able to escort the young master. So... "I've only heard of it."

Jiang Wuyan remained silent for a long time, "Hatred will never end, right?"

"Hatred is something that only you two are qualified to have." Gong Tianni continued looking at the people in the distance who were doing their best in a matter of life and death with a nonchalant attitude, "We just followed orders and died in a moment of defeat."

Jiang Wuyan said, "You said that there is no hatred between you two, but you guys are more grateful than anyone else."

"Lord Jiang is truly overestimating me. In your eyes, my loyalty to the Puppet Palace is only because I have to depend on young master so that I can live longer."

Jiang Wuyan didn't say anything. She didn't mention the day he knelt in front of Lu Yuhan, kneeling in front of tears and blood, knowing he would die without retaliating.

The human heart wasn't just filled with hatred and loyalty.

The human heart was not easy to see through.

Gongzi was tired of the slaughter and blood, so he squatted down and rubbed the snow on the ground to clean the blood from his fingertips. As the snow was dyed red, he suddenly muttered to himself, "The assassin's blood is really cold."

Jiang Wuyan lowered her head and looked at him. The cut on her pale hand had turned pale white due to the loss of blood, and it was only a bit more pale than the snow on the ground. The snow had not melted on his hands for a long time, nor was it shaken off. It was as if the person who used snow to wash his hands didn't know pain, didn't even know cold, and had lost all feeling.

"Along the way, whose hot-bloodedness hasn't cooled down?"

The extremely soft voice spread in the wind, as if it was replying to someone.