Why can the Sikong family develop from a small family to a first-class force today? Why can the Sikong family still become a first-class family without a wise man? Although it cannot be compared with a real first-class family, it is still a first-class family in terms of ranking?

Because everyone knew very well who was standing behind their Sikong family.

With the birth of the Bajue Sect a year ago, the strengths hidden in the dark have begun to move, and the Sikong family is like a fish bone in the throat of the major forces in the Holy Kingdom of Cassi. After waiting for so long, those major forces finally couldn't sit still.

This is why the conflict between the Cao family and the Zhou family is now a top-notch force.

After all, the real purpose of the Cao family is not Zhou Fuming, but their Sikong family.

A trace of gloom flashed in Cao Tianwang's eyes, but then he laughed wildly: "Sikongtu, as long as you take a step back, I promise that our Cao family will not cause trouble for your Sikong family, how about it?"

"Bah, I want to be a bar and a archway. What your Cao family thinks is really ideal." Sikong Tu spat and said disdainfully: "Even if our Sikong family is really destroyed this time, then what? Cao Tianqing, I don't know what the plans are within your family. I just want to tell you that since you have made someone else's pawn, you must have the awareness of being abandoned."

Sikong Tu saw it very clearly. Even if their Sikong family took a step back and betrayed the original ally Zhou family, then what if? The Cao family and the Huan family had countless reasons and countless excuses to make trouble for them.

If that's the case, why bother?

Moreover, the Sikong family cannot do such a thing as abandoning their allies. The Sikong family has already done this choice three hundred years ago. It is precisely because of that time that the Sikong family cannot leave the city of Musen.

"You are looking for death!" Cao Tianwang was furious: "Huanming, you trash, haven't you killed them all?"

A hint of bitterness appeared on the second-level face of the Saint Warriors on the Huan Family, killing them all? It’s easy to say, but it’s not difficult to do, but... Huanming dared not.

Behind the Sikong family is the Bajue Sect, and what has the Bajue Sect done in the past year? As long as they are not blind or deaf, they can see and hear it.

Huanming was very sure that as long as he destroyed the Sikong family now, within three days, the people from the Bajue Sect would appear in their Huan family.

If it is normal competition and if it is just suppression, then the Bajue Sect will not intervene so much, but the Sikong family is not as brave as the Huan family.

"Don't worry, except for the matter, our Cao family is blocking it." Cao Tianwang seemed to see Huan Ming's thoughts and said fiercely: "The Bajue Sect does not have the energy to pay attention to these things now, and a small Sikong family, do you think the Bajue Sect cares?"

"Okay!" Huanming's face changed unpredictable, and he finally gritted his teeth and agreed to stay.

"Brother Zhou, I will give you a chance to escape later." Sikong Tu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Don't argue with me. After escaping, please ask you something. Use the power of your Zhou family to contact the Bajue Sect, and say that our Bajue Sect uses the last favor to make a request. Whoever kills our Sikong Tu will destroy the entire clan."

While talking, Sikong Tu put a metal similar to a key in Zhou Fuming's hand.

"Sikong family..."

"Although your strength is low, I believe in your character, and I believe that the Huan family dare not attack you, nor the Cao family dares not. Therefore, you are the person who is most likely to survive. This is our Sikong Tu's request. Brother Zhou, you won't even agree to my last request, right?" Sikong Tu seemed to have seen it open and laughed heroically.

"Since the Sikong family believes in Zhou, even if Zhou dies, he will pass on your request." Zhou Fuming gritted his teeth and finally agreed.

Birds of a feather flock together. How could a person Sikong Tu be optimistic about is a ungrateful wolf? How could it be the kind of person who escapes at the last minute?

...

"Have you come yet? So slow?" Zhao Yu looked up, but it was a pity that the person he was waiting for seemed to have not arrived yet.

"Brother, who are you waiting for? Uncle Xi Poison Master?" The little monk Yichan was a little confused. The bustle over there was so beautiful. Zhao Yu couldn't go there, but he just waited here, which made the little monk Yichan feel very confused.

"No, Senior Western Poison has something to do with Senior Western Poison. I'm waiting for the people who fight me." Zhao Yu smiled.

"Fight? Can I fight?" The little monk Yichan suddenly lit up his eyes, and his excited appearance seemed to have seen some fun toys.

Although the little monk Yichan looks harmless, he just yells to eat candied haws every day. This little guy dared to chase two Saint Warriors and killers alone to run around the world.

The old monk Jiewu was originally called a crazy monk, but the young monk Yichan didn't give in too much.

"Children cannot fight." Zhao Yu smiled and touched the little bald head of the little monk Yichan, looked at the nervous vendor next to him and smiled, "Can fellow Taoist help me take care of my brother?"

"Care? Fellow Daoist, what are you planning to do?" The hawker selling candied haws, the guards in Musen City, had actually seen that Zhao Yu is not an ordinary person, but he couldn't think of what Zhao Yu was going to do.

"I didn't do anything, just intercept a few nosy guys like you."

"Oh, okay." The guard commander hesitated for a moment, and finally agreed to sell such a big man to a face, and maybe he could save his life in the future.

After a while, the guards and Zhao Yu both narrowed their eyes almost at the same time. Two figures suddenly broke through the crowd and rushed towards this side.

"The Strong Saint Warrior." The guard's commander's face changed drastically and his expression was nervous.

The chaos in the wine shop is almost out of control. If a few more Saint Warriors are added, then this chaos...it will probably have to send troops to suppress it.

But the city lord has made it clear that he will not interfere with the affairs of the Huan Family and the Sikong Family.

However, what the guards did not expect was that Zhao Yu had already walked out and blocked the middle of the road. At some point, Qi Long, who was behind him, had already been removed by him, leaned in front of him, pressed his hands on the hilt of the sword, raised his head, looked at the two galloping figures, and even had a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Are you wrong?" The guard commander almost breathed a sigh of relief. He had thought that Zhao Yu would help intercept ordinary people who wanted to go over to watch the fun, but he never thought that what Zhao Yu wanted to intercept was actually a powerful Saint Warrior.

Is this... too illusory?
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