I can't hold on anymore, I was exposed by the Heavenly Dao Gold List

"You are the poison king Sun Yixi?"

Fu Qiu looked Poison King up and down.

After all, the video was recorded 20 years ago.

The poison king at that time was young Lisheng.

Now his face is wrinkled and his hair is all white.

If you don't look carefully, you will never believe that they are the same person.

"Yes, it's the old man, what's the matter with you?"

Sun Yixi said suspiciously.

"kill you!"

"puff!"

As soon as the words fell, the knife light flew up.

A human head rolled to the ground!
Then, move on and walk towards the banquet hall.

In addition to the poison king, the enemy also has many people from the Jianghu.

Fu Qiu intends to do it once and for all.

When he walked into the hall, the butler woke up from his stupor.

"Master is dead, come here. Killed someone"

The howling sound of the male donkey came into the hall, and the noisy sound fell silent for a moment.

"It's not good, the master is dead and was killed."

This time, everyone in the audience really listened.

"It's Ah Fu's voice, Zhuang Zhu was killed?"

The voice was heard, but no one believed it.

Who doesn't know that today is the 68th birthday of the Poison King, and friends from all walks of life will be [-] if not [-].

Who dares to seek revenge at this time?
"I gonna go see!"

An old man in brocade clothes stood up in the hall, striding towards the outside.

"Don't look at it, Sun Yixi was killed by me!"

Fu Qiu walked in.

Everyone was stunned.

They turned to look at the others.

Everyone shook their heads, indicating that they didn't know each other.

"who are you?"

The old man stopped, 20 meters away from Fu Qiu.

"Fu Qiu! You are Sun Yixi's cousin Sun Buzheng, right?"

"That's right, it's me, we know each other?"

Fu Qiu didn't reply.

Suddenly the knife is thrown out, and then the knife is retracted.

Everyone felt a flash of light before their eyes, and everything returned to calm.

Just wondering where the light came from, Sun Buzheng's head rolled down from his neck.

Clap!
The head rolled down a few times, and the profile stopped.

There was still a puzzled expression on his face.

hiss!
Everyone else felt a chill in their hearts, and there was a dead silence in an instant!
Sun Yixi's poison is hard to guard against, and Sun Buzheng's martial arts are also hard to guard against.

Together, the two brothers are almost invincible among first-class masters.

But in front of Fu Qiu, he didn't even have a chance to make a move.

"Liuhemen Quick Sword Zhao San!"

From the crowd, Fu Qiu saw a fat man whose appearance had barely changed.

The fat man looks less than 50 years old, but he is actually over 60 years old.

Hearing Fu Chou calling his name, he shrunk his neck subconsciously and buried his face in the dish.

At this moment, everyone could see that Fu Chou had come to seek revenge.

If Sun Buzheng is not dead, they still dare to clamor for a while.

I can't wait to get out of here right now.

When Fu Qiu saw Zhao San's posture, he didn't feel the slightest bit of amusement or pity in his heart.

Knife out, knife back, not limited by distance!
Zhao San's head remained on the plate, and his body slipped under the table.

People around did not dare to move.

They were completely overwhelmed by Fu Chou.

"Yin Yang Saber and Hu Shuang!"

"Treasurer Liu!"

"Thousand Buddha's hand flies left!"

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Counting the two Sun brothers, there are 13 people in total.

One knife at a time, kill them and leave.

No one dared to step forward to block half a step.

A month later.

The first floor of the imperial capital.

Baimei Building.

A place of fireworks that can be compared to the size of the Prince's Mansion.

This place is the property of Baihua Palace.

It is also the Demon Cult branch left by Princess Wushuang.

The first floor is full of beauty. Since 20 years ago, not only has it not declined, but it has become more prosperous.

There are one hundred beauties in it every month.

The dignitaries of the empire linger and forget to return, and are deeply involved in it.

In order to win the smile of the beauties, the Jianghu people handed over martial arts cheats, gold and silver treasures, and even their lives!

There are even rumors that whenever the empire wants to formulate a certain policy, it must first start in Baimeilou, and then go to the court.

Whether it is true or not, the influence of Baimeilou must not be underestimated!

On this day, Baimeilou welcomed a special guest.

He asked by name to see Mrs. Han, the owner of Baihua Palace.

This request is a joke to the people in Baimeilou.

It is also considered to be vexatious!
Even if the current emperor wants to see Mrs. Han, he must make an appointment in advance.

Not to mention an unknown young man.

"Guest officer, if you want to find a girl, we have everything you need here to satisfy you. If you want to gamble and try your luck, we will let you enjoy it!"

"But if you want to come here to make yourself uncomfortable, we also promise you to get out of here comfortably!"

A middle-aged woman who was charming to the bone stood in front of Fu Chou and said arrogantly.

Fu Qiu didn't answer, just sat and focused.

The woman was sullen, and waved her hand, and two big men in black strode towards Fu Chou.

One grabbed a shoulder, trying to drag him out.

However, Fu Chou is like a mountain, no matter how hard they try, they can't shake him a little bit.

"Call me!"

The woman hadn't seen anyone who dared to make trouble for a long time, so she was not surprised by Fu Chou's resistance.

The two big men drew out their ghost-head knives and chopped them off.

A knife cut to the neck, and a knife stabbed to the heart.

This is not fighting, but killing!

Fu Qiu didn't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately.

But the person who wanted to kill him was not innocent.

So, they must die!
Swish!
The light shines!
Two heads rolled down!

The woman's face turned cold!
Sneered: "Hmph! You are the first person in the past 20 years who dared to kill someone in my Baimeilou, and it was my Baimeilou who killed me!"

"You are very good."

The woman waved to a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl behind her: "Go invite the Four Masters of Music, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting!"

The Four Misters are not four people, but a woman.

Proficient in four weapons - piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

The sound of the piano is disturbing.

Go array.

Calligraphy kills.

There is art in the picture!

Four Mr. Four are followed by four beauties.

Each holds a jade plate.

Four weapons of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are placed on the plate.

Mr. Four looked at Fu Chou for a while, as if a tailor wanted to measure clothes for a customer.

Then he took out Go from a plate and arranged a composite formation.

Feeling a little uneasy, I took another painting, chanted a few sentences, and the painting was suspended in the air.

Then he took a wet towel and wiped his hands.

The maid put the piano on the low table, and Mr. Four sat cross-legged on the futon and began to play the piano.
Fu Qiu never looked at her from the beginning to the end. The moment the music started, the scene in front of him changed.

In a primeval forest full of miasma, two giant pythons, one black and one white, are entrenched on a towering tree, spitting snake letters, revealing four extremely sharp fangs, and constantly tickling extremely stinky mucus from their mouths!
Simultaneously.

The hurricane and sharp arrows in the painting also appear in the primeval forest.

Fu Qiu had no fear.

Watching the giant python rushing indifferently!

Sudden!The knife light suddenly rises!
One by one.

A total of 49 courses!

The two giant pythons were instantly split into chess pieces scattered all over the ground.

clap clap clap.
Immediately afterwards, all the chess pieces exploded.

The knife light kept on.

Another 36!

The hurricane and sharp arrows were all shattered.

boom!
A flame suddenly ignited on the painting floating in the air.

The four gentlemen were shocked.

Pick up a brush!
Ji Su wrote the word "Kill" in the air!

But just as the last stroke fell, a ray of light passed through the font and flashed past her head.

"Gorgeous, vulnerable!"

Fu Qiu retracted his knife.