The hunched old man saw that 6 Qingyan and Cao Kequn had seen through all this, and couldn't help asking: "Boss, can we really want to do what he wants?"

6 asked back with a evasive answer: "What if it is?"

"Uh!" The old man was speechless and didn't know what to refute.

At this time, Cao Kequn sighed and said, "Bai Rushan's killing of people with a knife is an open conspiracy. Anyway, he has handed over the body of the warrior killed by the imperial throne."

6 Qingyan snorted coldly and said, "I can't care about that much now. Since Bai Rushan is afraid of being afraid of the emperor's throne, then we will come by ourselves. Jinglei Pavilion is not afraid of the group of old bulls in Guixu Temple!"

"What's more, Xiaoyaozi has been missing for many years, and now the Guixu Temple has become uneasy. If you don't do it well, you will have internal conflicts. How can you get the opponent outside?"

Speaking of this, 6 Qingyan did not say anything more and ordered: "Now the corpse of the warrior killed by the throne has been obtained. Let's go out of the city to find a secluded place. I want to use the tracking method, hoping to find the trace of the throne as soon as possible, so as not to have too many dreams."

Cao Kequn, the old man and other subordinates responded in unison, and followed under the leadership of 6 Qingyan, he returned on the same road and walked quickly towards the city gate.

When 6 Qingyan just led the team away, the red painted gate of the Bai family's mansion opened again, and Bai Rushan and the middle-aged warrior who had accompanied Lord Li before appeared at the door.

"This time, thanks to Brother Song, who promptly informed the origin of the throne, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable."

Bai Rushan looked at the direction where 6 Qingyan and others disappeared, and said softly to the middle-aged warrior surnamed Song.

Then the middle-aged warrior surnamed Song replied dismissively: "You and I are not outsiders, so if you say Xie, you will be separated."

"What's more, in Juque City over the years, I have also relied on the care of the Bai family to be like a fish in Juque City, so that I can gain the respect and trust of the city lord."

Bai Rushan nodded with satisfaction, and then couldn't help but sigh and said, "It's a pity that my Yunshu family died at the hands of the Guixu Temple. Even if Bai wants to take revenge, he is still powerless!"

"Now I can only count on 6 Qingyan and they can catch that bastard!"

The middle-aged warrior surnamed Song shook his head and said, "6 Qingyan is a disciple of Jinglei Pavilion. This time he can get such great authority. It seems that he is ordered to investigate the Daobao Wanbeast Flowers, so he is not afraid of Guixu Temple, where the first person in the martial arts world is in charge."

"Although you, the head of the Bai family, have a good relationship with Xifeng Cliff, it's only a good deal. You can't offend such a giant as Guixuguan in any case."

Bai Rushan sighed, nodded helplessly and admitted: "Yes! I cannot avenge the dead Yunshu, and let the lives of hundreds of people in the Bai family be buried with you!"

Speaking of this, Bai Rushan couldn't help but sigh with pain: "After all, I was not strict in discipline, and I developed Yunshu into a arrogant and proud and indulgent temperament. As a result, I was rashly provoking the evil star of the zodiac and giving up his life in vain. Why is it really hard!"

A middle-aged warrior named Song said with emotion: "This is the price of youth, but the price Yunshu paid was too heavy and he would never have the chance to make a comeback."

"Oh!" Bai Rushan sighed and suppressed his deep sorrow in his heart, and asked instead: "6 Qingyan is it a suspicion that the bastard of the throne stole the Wan Beast Flower?"

A hint of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged warrior surnamed Song. Of course, he would not tell Bai Rushan what Lord Li told him yesterday.

After a short while of silence, the middle-aged warrior surnamed Song replied: "Flies do not bite seamless eggs. Since 6 Qingyan, who has investigated the stolen flowers of thousands of beasts, has come to the throne, it is probably for the sake of thousands of beasts."

"I don't believe that 6 said that 6 was pursuing the imperial throne for the underground treasure house of the tomb of the First Emperor Ying Zheng."

At this time, Bai Rushan looked discouraged and said, "The underground treasure house map of the tomb of the First Emperor Ying Zheng and the Taoist treasures and the Wan Beast Flowers of the Daobao. These two great opportunities are involved in the throne. It can be seen that this person has great luck and you are the real pride of heaven. If Bai overestimates his ability and becomes an enemy of him, the consequences will be the end of his death."

"Uh!" The middle-aged warrior surnamed Song was stunned. He didn't expect the level of luck. He said, "If Yunshu had the head of the family, you would not have lost your life in vain."

Bai Rushan shook his head with a gloomy face, and sighed long, "I have never taken medicine for regret in this world. Now I can only count on the next generation of the Bai family to produce a few good seedlings!"

At this time, the middle-aged warrior surnamed Song looked at Bai Rushan with a serious and serious face, and then said, "A frustration will lead to wisdom. This time Yunshu's lesson is too cruel. The tutor and rules of the Bai family need to be changed seriously. You can no longer indulge the Bai family's children to continue causing trouble. Otherwise, Yunshu's lesson will definitely not be just once, and there will definitely be two or three times in the future, or even more. Sooner or later, you will destroy your entire Bai family!"

Bai Rushan's face changed, and he smiled bitterly: "It seems that Brother Song has been holding these words in his heart for a long time."

The middle-aged warrior surnamed Song couldn't help but show a hint of embarrassment. Just as he was about to explain, Bai Rushan waved his hand to stop him and said, "Brother Song, you need not say much. As the leader of the law enforcement team in Juque City, Bai knows everything about wiping the butts for the unworthy descendants of my Bai family over the years."

"Uh!" The middle-aged warrior surnamed Song smiled without saying a word, as if you knew it in your heart.

Bai Rushan sighed again and said with emotion: "Now I can only hope that the Bai family will produce another martial arts genius like Yunshu!"

The middle-aged warrior surnamed Song hurriedly comforted him: "As the saying goes, the best, I believe that the Bai family will definitely produce another peerless martial arts genius!"

After a pause, the middle-aged warrior surnamed Song added: "Just like the throne, not only is he astonishing, but he is also lucky, and he can eventually grow up without any danger."

Bai Rushan glanced at the middle-aged warrior surnamed Song and said, "Teacher Song, you are auspicious words. I hope my Bai family is really lucky!"

Following Bai Rushan’s topic, he invited him: “Bai has the last jar of five hundred years of wine. Please invite Brother Song to come to the mansion to taste it.”

The warrior surnamed Song showed his slander at noon, swallowed his saliva, then shook his head and refused, "Let's keep it for the next time!"

Then the middle-aged warrior surnamed Song explained to Bai Rushan: "Yesterday, the city lord and the evil cultivator were seriously injured in a life-and-death battle. Now he is in seclusion and healing. Recently, I will take over all the big and small things in the city lord's mansion, so I have to go back quickly!"

Bai Rushan showed regret on his face and said, "Then Bai keep this jar of five hundred years of wine first, and come back when Brother Song, you have time."
Chapter completed!