Soon, a few people walked in with a stretcher. Song QingShu looked carefully and saw that the person on the stretcher was dressed in white. His appearance was thin, and his chin was sparse and had a long, grizzled beard that hung in front of his chest. There were many bloodstains on his clothes and beard, and he looked like he was seriously injured.
"Cult Master, you are wise and benevolent. You have revived the Sacred Cult and brought glory to the common people. I, Shangguan Yun, an elder of the White Tiger Hall, kowtow to Cult Master." A person dressed in an elder's robe kowtowed.
Dongfang Bubai did not express his opinion and asked indifferently, "Why didn't Elder Jia come back with you?"
"Reporting to Sect Leader, Elder Jia and I were ordered by Sect Leader to capture the traitor Xiang Wentian. Unfortunately, Xiang Wentian's martial arts were too strong, so Elder Jia sacrificed himself to give me the chance to severely injure Xiang Wentian …" Shangguan Yun didn't dare to tell the truth. Jia Bu had already died in the hands of him and Xiang Wentian because he didn't join Ren Woxing's side. This time, he went to the Blackwood Cliff with everything he had. Once he succeeded, he would be rewarded by Ren Woxing, but when he thought of Dongfang Bubai's prestige, he still felt a little scared.
"Who are these people behind you?" Dongfang Bubai was too lazy to listen to his nonsense and interrupted him.
Song Qingshu stood at the side obediently as if he was the real Chief Steward Yang. He secretly looked at the people Dongfang Bubai mentioned. He saw a tall man with a long face. His face was snow-white and without a hint of blood. Although he kept his head down, he could still see that his face was terrifyingly pale, like a zombie that had just come out of the grave. Judging from his age, he should be Ren Woxing.
Beside him stood a young man with a long face, sharp eyebrows and thin lips. He had a heroic spirit between his brows. He should be Linghu Chong. There was a low-level follower standing close to him. Her skin was so white that it was almost transparent and there was a faint layer of redness. Who else could it be other than the cross-dressing Saint Nun, Ren Yingying?
Since Song Qingshu could tell, so could Dongfang Bubai. She sneered and said, "Cult Master Ren, I thought you were a hero, but I didn't expect you to be a coward."
Ren Woxing threw his head back and let out a long laugh when he saw that the other party had exposed their identities. His low-ranked disciple clothes fell off inch by inch as he looked at Dongfang Bubai and said angrily, "Dongfang Bubai, you didn't think that this day would come when you locked me at the bottom of the West Lake, did you?"
Xiang Wentian also climbed up from the stretcher and drew his weapon from the stretcher with Linghu Chong. He stood by Ren Woxing's side, and with solemn expressions, he guarded against Dongfang Bubai.
"I'll let you enjoy the rest of your life in Hangzhou's West Lake. As the saying goes, there is heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below. The scenery of West Lake is famous in the world, and Lone Mountain Plum Manor is the best place in West Lake. I didn't expect that not only would you not be grateful, you would even hate me. "Dongfang Bubai shook his head, as if he was filled with regret.
"Pooh!" Ren Woxing was so angry that he laughed, "So you locked me at the bottom of the West Lake and didn't let me see the light of day?
Dongfang Bubai said, "At least I didn't kill you, right? Chapter 157: The Conscience of the Industry
If the Four Friends of Jiangnan didn't send you water, would you be able to last ten days? "
Ren Woxing snorted coldly, "Don't think that I don't know what you're planning. For the past ten years, you've asked Black and White Chess to use all kinds of methods to deceive me. Naturally, you won't let me die."
"Cult Master Ren, you're as perceptive as ever. I really admire you. I didn't expect you to see through me right from the start." Although Dongfang Bubai said that she admired him, her expression was normal. She probably didn't think that Black and White Chess could really deceive Ren Woxing.
"If I was really perceptive, I wouldn't have let a traitor like you usurp the power of my Divine Religion. If we're talking about admiration, you're the one I admire the most." Ren Woxing said through gritted teeth.
"Cult Master Ren, you're too humble. That year, you also realized that something was wrong. That's why you imparted the Sunflower Treasure Book to me with bad intentions. You wanted to numb me, but you didn't expect me to make the first move and succeed in one strike." Dongfang Bubai couldn't hide the pride in his voice when he talked about what happened in the past.
"Hahaha, speaking of the Sunflower Treasure Book, looking at your androgynous appearance, I'm afraid that you've really practiced it." Ren Woxing laughed, "You wanted to practice a divine skill and castrate yourself. Dongfang Bubai, you really can do it." His voice revealed endless mockery and disdain.
Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. He looked at Dongfang Bubai and thought, 'I've clearly touched her soft breasts. In today's world where flat breasts are rampant, it's rare to see the conscience of the industry. Could it be that I really have to take off her pants to determine her gender?'
Dongfang Bubai looked at him disdainfully, "How can a vulgar person like you understand the principles of the treasure book?"
Ren Woxing suddenly frowned, "Dongfang Bubai, I haven't seen you for more than ten years. Why are you getting younger? Could it be that the Sunflower Treasure Book really contains ancient cultivation techniques like the rumors say? "
"Cult Master Ren, if you're interested, you can castrate yourself. I'll let you practice it on account of the kindness you showed me when I imparted my skills to you." Dongfang Bubai smiled.
"Bah!" Ren Woxing scolded, "I don't want to become an androgynous monster."
Dongfang Bubai's eyes turned cold. The crowd only saw a pink object flash in front of them, as if his body had moved. Then, with a clang, the saber in Shangguan Yun's hand fell to the ground. Then, his body swayed a few times before he suddenly fell forward and prostrated on the ground. From then on, he didn't move anymore. Although he only fell for a moment, Ren Woxing and the other experts saw clearly that there was a small red dot between his eyebrows, his temples, his nose, and his philtrum. There was blood oozing out of each dot. It was obvious that he was stabbed by Dongfang Bubai's embroidery needle.
Ren Woxing and the others were shocked and couldn't help but take a few steps back. Linghu Chong pulled Yingying with his left hand and stood in front of her. For a moment, the room was silent and no one breathed loudly.
Ren Woxing slowly pulled out his sword and said, "I didn't expect the Sunflower Treasure Book to be so powerful."
Dongfang Bubai had already returned to his original position and was calmly playing with the embroidery needle in his hand.
"Shangguan Yun was dreaming of becoming a dragon by relying on you, but I didn't expect you to use him as a scapegoat without hesitation in such a critical moment."
Ren Woxing was careless just now and Dongfang Bubai had already attacked him. His sword was still in its sheath and he couldn't defend himself. He could only grab Shangguan Yun and use him as a shield to withstand Dongfang Bubai's lightning attack. The pitiful Shangguan Yun thought that he would be safer if he stayed by Ren Woxing's side, but he didn't expect that he would die a wrongful death right from the start.
Ren Woxing's face was slightly red. Fortunately, other than Dongfang Bubai, the rest of the people here were people close to him, so he didn't have to worry about what happened today spreading.
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