The opportunity when Duan Qihu joined the 13th floor of Yunhai was purely accidental.

At that time, he had just changed his identity and washed his hands from burning, killing, looting horse thieves, and began to settle in Qiemo City, starting a legitimate business.

It is not entirely true to say that it is legitimate. In the early years, Duan Qihu's wealth was all ill-gotten wealth, and he gathered a group of loyal subordinates. Even if he was doing business, he still wanted money and people. Naturally, he quickly transformed from a horse thief and became a powerful tycoon in Qiemo City.

When Cui Bulu arrived in Qiemo, they discovered that Duan Qihu and Xingmao almost monopolized the business of most of Qiemo City. Even the Inn in the City, half of you and half of me. If you don’t live in the semicolon under Duan Qihu, you have to live in the inn opened by Xingmao, and there is almost no choice.

But when Duan Qihu just stood in Qiemo City, he was not as good as he is now. He could tell the difference in Qiemo City.

In addition to Xingmao, there are several other forces here. Although Duan Qihu has a certain strength, his foundation is still shallow. A strong dragon cannot defeat the local snake, and he may not be able to play with others even if he is scheming. The other companies even united to find Xingmao and want to work together to drive him out of Qiemo City.

At this moment, someone came to the door and called himself Yuheng, who was the head of the 11th floor of Yunhai.

Before that, Duan Qihu had never heard of the name of the 13th Floor of Yunhai. Yuheng was straightforward and said that he could help him eliminate the other forces and gain a foothold in Qiemo City, provided that he had to join the 13th Floor of Yunhai and become the 12th chief.

Duan Qihu was suppressed by several parties at that time, and was in a state of great scruples. With half-believing and half-doubted, Duan Qihu agreed to join the 13th floor of Yunhai.

Unexpectedly, the other party really kept his promise, not only helped him assassinate several opponents, but also helped Duan Qihu to help Duan Qihu, but also brought Duan Qihu the silk and porcelain business in the south of the Yangtze River, allowing him to make friends with merchants from the north and the south, accumulate contacts, and within a few years, he quickly rose and became an equal existence with Xingmao.

At the same time, when Yue contacted Yunhai's Thirteenth Floor, Duan Qihu found that this organization was not simple. From south to north, scholars, farmers, industry and commerce did not seem to have no connections that they could not gather. Duan Qihu knew that there would be no pie falling from the sky, and he would have to pay whatever he got. However, except for letting him be a twelve gentleman and supporting him to the top, the thirteenth Floor of Yunhai had never asked him to do anything. Even Feng Xiaolian, the thirteenth Mr. Feng Xiaolian, who was at the end of the building, had appeared in Qiemo City and met Duan Qihu.

The legendary charming concubine, after taking off her makeup, was just a pretty woman. Duan Qihu was always lustful, but he did not dare to have any inappropriate thoughts about Feng Xiaolian, just because although the other party ranked behind him, his martial arts skills were really good, and he was just as good as him.

Having said that, with his status and status as Feng Xiaolian, he was only a guest in the last seat in the building. So how powerful should those people before them have martial arts functions and means?

Duan Qihu was unwilling to go into it. Knowing too much was not good for him, so he chose to ignore it.

Until one day, Yuheng appeared again and asked him to try to defeat Gao Yi first, then destroy Xingmao, and become the veritable lord of Qiemo City. He also said that the Thirteenth Floor of Yunhai would do his best to assist him. In this process, Duan Qihu asked for people and money, just talk.

Duan Qihu was not moved, but instead felt a little nervous, feeling that "what should come will always come."

He enjoys his life very much. He doesn't have to live with his head every day like before, feel comfortable every day, and enjoys all his glory and wealth. Those who once despise his background have to pinch their noses to flatter him.

When Duan Qihu was old, he would also be afraid of death at first. He was afraid of changing the status quo and asked him to kill Xingmao. He might even reluctantly agree, but Gao Yi was behind the Sui Dynasty. Duan Qihu was not so arrogant that he felt that he could challenge the entire Sui Dynasty.

Perhaps the Sui Dynasty is busy fighting against the Turks now, and has not had time to pay attention to Qiemo City's small actions. Once the Sui Dynasty takes time out, Duan Qihu doesn't think that a mere Qiemo City can fight against the Great Sui Dynasty.

Duan Qihu seemed to have seen a huge and terrifying plan from Yuheng's proposal. For the first time, he found that he could not see how deep the water on the 13th floor of the Cloud Sea was.

He was scared and politely declined Yuheng, saying that he had to think carefully, but in fact he wanted to use a delaying strategy to drag the matter over.

Yuheng visited several times but failed to persuade Duan Qihu. Instead, Duan Qihu had the intention of leaving the 13th floor of the Sea of ​​Clouds.

He has made enough money now and has strength. He can spend the rest of his life safely and there is no need to take risks again.

Yuheng must have noticed his thoughts and did not come to him again.

Duan Qihu breathed a sigh of relief and began to feel uneasy.

He felt that Yunhai Thirteenth Floor invested so much in him and would not let him go easily.

Duan Qihu secretly trained many dead soldiers, and there were also experts around him to protect him. He even dug an authentic dark room at home just in case, but the days passed day by day, and neither Yuheng nor Yunhai’s Thirteenth Floor came to him.

As soon as the haunted thing came out, Duan Qihu knew that this was not a bad ghost at all. The other party was just killing him under the name of a ghost. Maybe it was a trick that Xingmao thought of, maybe it was the Thirteenth Floor of Yunhai, or maybe Yuheng came to Xingmao and the two colluded.

This is why Duan Qihu can't wait to take action first.

But he didn't know that Yan Xuexing and Cui Bulu had their existence.

If you have to make a lot of calculations, you can’t even make a fortune.

Duan Qihu finished talking about this intermittently, and saw Cui Bugui musing on his face, the three of them were fighting again, and no one cared about him for a while. Without saying a word, he got up and staggered into the darkness.

The sound of breaking through the air came from behind. He screamed, and was caught in an arrow on his shoulder and fell to the ground.

At the same time, several sharp arrows shot at Fengxiao Yan Xuexing and the other three.

Cui Bugu stood behind the corridor column to avoid arrow rain and looked up.

Several figures appeared from the roof, holding bows and arrows in hand, aiming at the people in the yard.

After a rain of arrows, Xingmao and his men walked in from outside the door.

Walking side by side with him was a monk in white.

This should be Mr. 11, Yuheng, on the 13th floor of Yunhai.

At first glance, the other party looked very much like Monk Yuxiu, but as soon as he spoke, Cui Buddled to know that it was not.

The monk in white smiled at Duan Qihu, then looked away without caring, completely treating him as a down-and-out dog.

"Didn't you hear the mantis stalk the cicada and the oriole behind?"

The meaning of the words is that Duan Qihu is a cicada, Yan Xuexing and the mantis are mantis, while Cui Buqu and Feng Xiao think they are the oriole, but they don’t know that Yuheng and Xingmao are the final winners.

This is not Yuxiu's voice at all.

Cui Bu went to Feng Xiao before and saw him talking to the third supervisor in Xingmao Mansion, but they did not hear each other talking with their own ears.

They are both monks and their names are so similar. What is the relationship between Yuheng and Yuxiu?

Cui Buqu frowned slightly and thought to himself.

He was not familiar with martial arts, and no one was present except Bingxian, and he was happy to hide behind the corridor to observe the situation.

In addition to Yuheng, Xingmao also has several martial arts masters who dress differently, and they don’t look like his subordinates. They should be the guest officials he recruited from the world.

Except for these people, on the eaves and outside the Duan Mansion, all of them were surrounded by the Xing family's guards.

On the other hand, Duan Qihu, Manager Lin and the dead soldiers were missing, and the guards around him were killed by Yan Xuexing. The rest were probably cleaned up just when Xingmao came in.

The trend is over.

"Don't, I'm so happy too early!" Duan Qihu's face was covered in blood and his hair was scattered. He stared at Xingmao, and he could not have the power of the former overlord?

He fought with this old opponent for a long time, and for a long time, no one could do anything to anyone, but he did not expect to decide the winner today.

Xingmao laughed and felt extremely comfortable: "Brother, are you talking about your dozens of dead soldiers? They are waiting for you on the road to the underworld!"

Duan Qihu: "Impossible!"

Xingmao: "Anotherwise, your dead soldiers are very well trained. If Manager Lin had not been to ventilate in advance, I might have suffered a loss, but who made your loyal subordinates betray you?"

Duan Qihu shouted, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his face became even brighter.

"Impossible! Impossible! Lin Feng will not betray me!"

Xingmao tskated for a moment, said impatiently to him, and waved his hand and said, "Take all the Duan family!"

"Slow down!"

Yan Xuexing said with a cold face: "The Duan family's life is mine, and I must deal with it!"

Xingmao raised his eyebrows and said, "You are here to kill Duan Qihu? That's easy to do. When I cut off his head, I will be your body. As for the elderly, young, women and children of the Duan family, you can also watch here when I deal with them."

Yan Xuexing flatly refused: "No, I have a deep feud with him, so I must deal with it myself!"

Xingmao said impatiently: "Then we have to look at our respective abilities!"

After he said that, he looked at Yuheng beside him.

The monk nodded and smiled and said, "Duan Qihu, you must die today."

Xingmao took a step back and bowed to the guests and said, "Please give me yours."

The scholar shaking the fan should come out first.

"Let me first meet the disciples of Linchuan Academy!"

When Xingmao was not around, Yan Xuexing and Fengxiao were enemies but not friends. Now Xingmao has appeared, and the situation has changed again.

Feng Xiao and Cui Buqu wanted to temporarily save Duan Qihu's life, and asked him more secrets on the Thirteenth Floor of Yunhai. Although Yan Xuexing wanted Duan Qihu to die, he did not want him to die at Xingmao's hands. So Feng Xiao and Yan Xuexing reached a temporary meaning of the Miao family lineage, and they agreed. The scholar dealt with Yan Xuexing, and Feng Xiao retreated to watch.

The scholar was not astonishing, but his martial arts were very skilled. He waved an iron bone fan and was even more airtight, directly blocking Yan Xuexing's way, but his internal skills were far inferior to Yan Xuexing. Even though his tricks were strange, he was inevitably in a difficult situation. At this time, there were two more people around Xingmao, one holding a sword and the other using a knife.

The former's sword was dark and crude, inconspicuous, while the latter's sword was shining with golden light, and was unsheathed at night, almost blinding everyone's eyes.

Feng Xiao has excellent martial arts skills, but he rarely walks in the world and knows nothing about the origin of these people.

Fortunately, he also has a living book that is familiar with the world.

"The person who uses the sword is called Wang Hong, and the Jianghu nickname is Wuming Jian. Jian Wuming is famous. His sword is a bit off. The sword master comes from the Miao family in the southwest, and cooperates with the Gu insects, which is enough for people to get caught when they are unprepared." Cui Buqu seemed to feel his thoughts, and his voice recalled him at the right time.

As soon as Yan Xuexing finished speaking, her head turned and a silent breeze passed by her ears.

With Bingxian's fingers, a black bug fell to the ground, and a silver needle was nailed to it.

Yan Xuexing couldn't help but look in the direction Cui Buyou. If the other party had not reminded him, he would probably have lost his vigilance and was hit.

"The person who uses a knife is called Hu Yun, and he is known as both wealth and virtue. He was born into a giant family in Shaanxi Guan, and he has no worries about food and clothing. Gold is originally fragile, but his golden knife was hired by a skilled craftsman. He used gold to refine it and quenched it with iron. He could not do anything to ordinary swords. His sword skills are considered second-rate masters." Cui Buqun did not rush and continued to point out his identities.

Hu Yun became anxious as soon as he heard this: "You are a second-rate expert!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Xuexing was hit in the abdomen, and the person flew out directly, and the golden knife landed on the ground with a clang.

The scholar sneered: "Hu Yun, it seems that you are not lucky!"

Cui Buqu continued: "A scholar met under the moon, using an iron bone fan as a weapon. His close moves were sharp, but if he was far away..."

Bingxian smiled knowingly, and the silver needles in her hand popped out one after another.

Under the moon, I had to abandon Yan Xuexing and changed my tricks to resist the silver needle. However, Yan Xuexing saw the gap and slapped it on the back with a palm, and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, and was seriously injured.

Bingxian bowed to Cui Bulu: "Thank you, Master Cui, for your advice."
To be continued...