Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why do I still want to be the leader?

Iron-hearted Divine Marquis Zhu Wusi.

Unbeatable Naughty Boy Gu Santong.

The former good brothers turned against each other because of a woman.

Many people knew about this.

But no one dared to disclose or talk about it casually.

Because they were all martial arts masters.

One was the most honorable prince in the world.

Even the barefoot Beggars' Sect did not dare to make up stories about them, let alone other sects.

Instead, the news that Yang Shenpo and Li Shenpo died tragically near Tianchi shocked the world.

Embroidery Needle.

Vajra Palm.

These two factors caused countless speculations.

There were even rumors that Dongfang Bubai was not dead and was preparing to make a comeback on the night of the full moon at the Forbidden City.

And in the midst of all this turmoil,

Feng Buping quietly came to the center of the gossip in the capital.

No publicity.

No exposure.

He had been following Linghu Chong for a long time.

Watched him become close friends with a master named [Flying Eagle].

Watched him and Feiying go in and out of brothels and wine shops, reveling wantonly.

It was not until late at night that Linghu Chong said goodbye to Feiying.

Yi.

The wooden door opened.

A crisp sound was made.

Linghu Chong walked in with the smell of alcohol and rouge all over his body.

He seemed very thirsty.

He casually poured himself a glass of water and drank it all.

At this time, a sudden voice sounded: "If I had poisoned you, you would be dead now."

Cho!

The sword of Xiaoao was unsheathed.

But Linghu Chong took a closer look and found that it was Feng Buping, and he was slightly relieved.

"Master."

Linghu Chong asked with a smile: "When did you come to the capital."

Feng Buping did not respond.

Seemed to be disdainful of responding.

"Master."

"It just snowed heavily in the capital. Are you cold?"

Linghu Chong was still concerned.

He didn't notice Feng Buping's cold expression at all.

"What do you think?"

Feng Buping's voice was very cold.

It was so cold that there was no emotion.

"Who made the master so angry?"

Linghu Chong patted his chest and assured: "I am not bragging. I am now more or less an expert in the capital. If you need anything, I can do it for you."

Maybe he drank too much wine.

He still hadn’t realized who Feng Buping was angry with.

“Who?”

Feng Buping asked: “You? Or that Feiying?”

Linghu Chong shuddered.

He was much sober.

Then he swallowed his saliva and asked: “Master, do you know Brother Feiying?”

“Flying Eagle of the East Factory.”

“What do you think?”

The first thing Feng Buping did when he came was to contact Guo Shenbu.

Take it from himI got the detailed information of Feiying.

At this time, Feiying had not yet mastered the Iron Claw.

Nor had he become the big boss of the East Factory.

Even so.

Feiying's position in the East Factory was very special.

"So Master knows everything."

Linghu Chong took a deep breath.

He secretly used his true energy to expel the alcohol.

Feng Buping did not move.

He just looked at Linghu Chong quietly.

Hoping that he could give a satisfactory answer.

"Master."

Linghu Chong bowed first.

Feng Buping did not respond.

Just watched Linghu Chong perform and explain calmly.

"This is what happened..."

Linghu Chong said, "My disciple originally planned to go north to settle accounts with Luo Jusheng. But he found out that Cao Zhengchun and Luo Jusheng had not left the capital at all, so he stayed."

Feng Buping nodded.

He was relieved.

"It was not long before."

"Brother Feiying met my disciple by chance."

Linghu Chong said at the end, his tone a little weak: "My disciple remembered what the master said, so he tried to contact Guo Shenbu, and learned the true identity of Brother Feiying from him."

Feng Buping asked, "So you played along and pretended to be nice?"

Linghu Chong nodded frantically.

It was rare for Feng Buping to be so considerate.

He was secretly relieved.

Feng Buping asked: "Then do you know that Guo Shenbu is the man of Zhu Wusi, the Iron-hearted Godly Marquis?"

"Ah?"

Linghu Chong was shocked.

Feng Buping asked again: "Do you know that the East Factory is actually afraid of being killed by your leader, so they dare not harm you at all. On the contrary, Zhu Wusi is very likely to use you as a pawn to provoke new conflicts between Huashan and the East Factory."

"What?"

Linghu Chong's emotions immediately lost control.

In the martial arts world.

Especially in the capital.

He has heard of the heroic deeds of the Iron-hearted Godly Marquis.

And here in the capital, Zhu Wusi is simply the representative of greatness and justice.

Even the well-known Guo Shenbu.

He also highly respects Zhu Wusi.

"Silly child."

"The dangers of the martial arts world are far beyond your imagination."

"And the court is more dangerous than the martial arts world, and has no bottom line."

Feng Buping was relieved.

There was no thought of cleaning up the family.

"How could this happen?"

Linghu Chong's cognition was completely overturned.

The evil one was not threatening.

Instead, Wei Guang was using him.

This kind of black and white reversal.

This kind of reversal of right and wrong.

It severely impacted his three views.

"Think about Li Xunhuan."

"So many talented monsters were forced to leave the court."

Feng Buping asked very heartbreakingly: "Do you have his prominent status? Do you have his unparalleled talent?"

Linghu Chong shook his head.

His face was dull.

His thoughts were confused.

"Master Xinshu of Southern Shaolin was a well-known iron-hearted imperial envoy in the court."

"But what was the final result?"

"He became disheartened and became a monk."

Feng Buping continued to ask: "Do you have his integrity? Do you have his ambition to be remembered in history?"

Linghu Chong couldn't even shake his head now.

The world was sinking.

Cognition was subverting.

"Burn it after reading it."

Feng Buping left a piece of paper.

This was the secret of the martial arts world that he had extracted from Yue Buqun. (To read the exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

It was a private secret about Zhu Wushi.

"Master?"

Linghu Chong looked at Feng Buping suspiciously.

But Feng Buping did not respond.

He was ready to leave.

"Master."

"I'll go back with you."

Linghu Chong was disillusioned with the capital.

To Feiying.

To Guo Shenbu.

To the so-called justice.

"No need."

"I came here just to find an answer."

Feng Buping refused, "And you have an answer to find, you are on a different path."

The voice ended.

Feng Buping had already disappeared into the darkness.

Linghu Chong numbly picked up the paper filled with writing.

In the end, he only read the first sentence.

His eyes almost popped out.

***[]

Di Mansion.

A harsh and crisp "clang" sounded.

The white jade sculpture worth nearly ten thousand taels was smashed to pieces.

The housekeeper was distressed.

He kept signaling to [Xue] beside Di Junwu.

But Xue didn't react at all.

She just stood numbly behind Di Junwu.

Watching calmly.

She was dazed as if she was heartless.

"Damn Zhu Wusi."

"And Cao Zhengchun, you old dog."

Di Junwu gritted his teeth and cursed: "Back then, Li Xunhuan only used poetry to steal my courtesan, but I secretly squeezed him out. Who do you think you are? You actually embarrassed me in public."

Inadvertently.

Di Junwu revealed the secret of that year.

It turned out that Li Xunhuan resigned from office and returned to the underworld.

It was his contribution.

The housekeeper was miserable.

Di Junwu didn’t know what was wrong with him.

He actually proposed that the East Factory mobilize a large number of 037 personnel to Huashan to investigate the disappearance of Di Shenpo.

As a result, he couldn’t even see Cao Zhengchun.

Then he went to find Zhu Wushi.

As a result, Zhu Wushi was not in the capital or in Hulong Villa.

He thought Zhu Wushi was also learning from Cao Zhengchun and avoiding him.

“Go!”

“Find me the Five Poisons!”

Di Junwu was too lazy to care about those taboos.

Since ancient times, the royal family has been most taboo about poison and poison.

This time, Di Junwu can be said to have used a taboo.

"My Lord..."

The housekeeper was shocked and wanted to persuade him.

But the words he just said were suppressed by Di Junwu's cold eyes.

"Yes, sir."

Xue nodded happily.

A hint of pleasure flashed in her eyes.

Because she is Shuang's sister.

Blood relatives.

This is a rare opportunity for her to take revenge on Huashan openly.

She felt that she would not allow others to obstruct her.

Even the housekeeper of the Di Mansion who was very kind to her was no exception.

"By the way."

"Didn't a Huashan kid come to the capital?"

Di Junwu looked at Xue and said, "Take him down, and make him your captive. If necessary, you can use some extraordinary means."

The proud Di Junwu used to not allow his things to be shared with others.

But for revenge, he was willing to give up everything.

It's just a sword servant.

Just train him.

It's just a little effort.

"Yes."

Xue's voice was still emotionless.

Ever since she was sensible.

She was instilled with the idea that she must obey Di Junwu's orders unconditionally.

Don't say that he just asked her to control Linghu Chong.

Even if he asked her to go to bed with Linghu Chong, she would do it without hesitation.

Xue slowly retreated.

In the housekeeper's pitying eyes, in the other maids' gloating eyes.

Slowly left the hall.

Left the Di Mansion. .