Chapter 1805 - 662: Before Death, Will You Accept the Escort?

How could she not recognize it? Now the laughter that shook the entire Weiyang Palace turned out to be Jiang Yangliu from the Wuqin Sect!?

She couldn’t help but turn her head to look at Su Mo, seeing his face also full of shock and disbelief.

When he noticed Hua Shiyi’s gaze, Su Mo murmured softly:

"He said his martial arts have greatly improved, could it actually not be a lie?"

"..."

Hua Shiyi couldn’t help but give him a glare:

"You’re too naive, he might not be who you think he is at all."

"That’s impossible."

Su Mo still wanted to argue with her, but Hua Shiyi no longer spoke and turned her head to look at Jiang Yangliu.

Seeing this, Su Mo gave a faint smile.

This person definitely couldn’t be Jiang Yangliu.

Although he didn’t know how this person figured out that small connection between Jiang Yangliu and himself.

But Su Mo remembered it clearly.

Jiang Yangliu had been bitten several times by a snake.

When he just went to chat with him leisurely, he noticed traces on his facial skin.

But there wasn’t a single bite mark on his neck.

How could the snakes in the Snake Cave that night exclusively bite his face?

If Su Mo remembered correctly, the snakes first bit his neck.

’Jiang Yangliu’ was perfectly at ease at this moment.

Sitting properly in front of the table, he picked up the wine cup and took a light sip, smiling as he spoke:

"A farce, who else do you think he could be?"

’Sikong Hua Ji’ had a darkened expression, yet before he could speak, Bo Yan asked:

"And who are you?"

"Me?"

’Jiang Yangliu’ smiled slightly, removing a human skin mask from his face.

Then revealed the face of Sikong Hua Ji:

"Who do you say I am?"

"Sect Leader?"

The Jianghu people present almost got used to it.

Goodness, once or twice is okay, but not three times.

How did three Sikong Hua Ji appear out of nowhere?

And the disciples of the Tianjing Sect were utterly confused.

Especially those standing upstairs, looking at each other, truly not knowing what expression to show.

Those carrying the corpse at the door were also looking at each other.

Everyone looked at the corpse, then at the high and mighty one, and finally at the one within the seats.

The person was seen slowly getting up.

Walking two steps towards ’Sikong Hua Ji’, but after taking two steps, he suddenly stopped.

Turned back to look at Su Mo, smiled, and said:

"Little brother, look, wasn’t I right? The current me is no longer the same as before. If you follow my words, you can reach the heights of nine heavens above with ease."

"..."

Su Mo dryly laughed twice:

"The person I know is Jiang Yangliu, not the Sikong Sect Leader..."

"Why can’t Jiang Yangliu be the Sikong Sect Leader?

"And why can’t the Sikong Sect Leader be Jiang Yangliu?"

Sikong Hua Ji lightly shook his head, raised his head to gaze at ’Sikong Hua Ji’, and sneered:

"Right? Zhuge Qianqiu!"

Everyone widened their eyes in shock!

Zhuge Qianqiu?

How could it be Zhuge Qianqiu?

’Zhuge Qianqiu’ also had a dark expression, surprisingly not disputing it.

"You actually say I am Master Zhuge? What a joke! I am Sikong Hua Ji, who are you really? What is your purpose here?"

It was still ’Sikong Hua Ji’ who opened his mouth to speak.

"You cannot be Sikong Hua Ji."

Sikong Hua Ji shook his head:

"If you were Sikong Hua Ji, how could you have been so cruel to them?"

He pointed to the other figures of the Eight Sects and Nine Peaks, speaking softly:

"You must know, although Sikong Hua Ji is the Tianjing Sect Master, he actually has another origin.

"In this matter, the Blood Sword Sect, the Shendao Sect, the Six Extremes Sect, the Duan Dao Association, Meihua Village... Enough, listing them like this is indeed a bit exhausting.

"Let’s say it this way, one Jinglong Hall, Eight Sects and Nine Peaks, aside from Jinglong Hall, all other factions’ leaders.

"Are my dearest brothers.

"We... are all from the same sect!

"Even if you could kill everyone in the world, how could you possibly... kill them?"

These words were like a thunderbolt!

The many Jianghu people in the scene were all dumbfounded.

This... what does this mean?

Does it mean that aside from Jinglong Hall, the Eight Sects and Nine Peaks are actually the same thing?

But, how is this possible?

’Sikong Hua Ji’s face changed color:

"What nonsense are you talking?"

Then Sikong Hua Ji shook his head, turned to look at the other figures of the Eight Sects and Nine Peaks, and sighed softly:

"Today’s affair is troubled by people.

"But it may not be an opportunity.

"Su Mo from Nanhai has grown too powerful, now it’s impossible for me to delve into it.

"There should be a full infiltration of the Xizhou Martial World, only then is there a chance to take advantage."

"But..."

The Duan Dao Association Master had a grave expression:

"Wouldn’t this move be too big? The First Shock hasn’t issued a bloodbath order, changing the Xizhou Martial World structure hastily is too much... Is it not going too far?"

"No worries, the gentlemen have arrangements, the First Shock has also approved."

Sikong Hua Ji gently smiled:

"Don’t worry, go ahead and act however you wish."

"Gentlemen? Lord Dongmen?"

"So it’s the intention of the Third Shock, that’s good to know."

"Bloodbath Xizhou, it’s not the first time. The Jianghu scene has always been hard to fully align with our intentions. I’ve long been displeased with it."

"Able to let loose for a great massacre once more, isn’t it wonderful!!"

The sect leaders of Eight Sects and Nine Peaks suddenly shared a smile, their faces all showing ferocity.

Then there was a loud rumble, and the doors of Weiyang Palace closed.

"The Third Shock... Lord Dongmen? Impossible, how could Senior Dongmen issue such an order?"

’Sikong Hua Ji’s eyes were filled with horror at their words:

"You... you... are all Jinglong Association!!?"

"You really are Zhuge Qianqiu!"

Sikong Hua Ji looked at him and shook his head lightly:

"As dogs for our Jinglong Association, just take what you’re given, why always harbor unfounded desires?

"You killed the substitute I carefully prepared, directing this play, plotting what you shouldn’t have... Do you know how many means and mental efforts it takes to prepare a puppet for Jinglong Hall like your father, Zhuge Yingxiong?"

"Puppet..."

Zhuge Qianqiu’s head hummed with a thundering brain.

The drums echoed incessantly.

Hua Shiyi’s face turned pale:

"This... what does this all mean?"

Just as she was clueless, suddenly someone walked by her side, looking up, it was ’Wu Daoyou’.

He stepped forward and spoke:

"Sikong Sect Leader."

When people heard him speak, they couldn’t help but look up.

They remembered just now, Sikong Hua Ji had treated this person well, perhaps his words might still bring a chance?

"Hm?"

Sikong Hua Ji looked back at Su Mo, smiled immediately:

"Little brother wants something from me? Oh, afraid of death? Don’t worry, it won’t hurt a bit."

Everyone immediately despaired.

Sikong Hua Ji really has no humanity.

"... That’s not so important."

Su Mo smiled and said:

"To be honest, we are people from the Shunfeng Escort Agency, and this time we accepted a delivery from a Brother named Lu.

"Since you’re the Sikong Sect Leader, before I die, may I ask if you could accept this delivery?"

"???"