: Mo He didn't know that shortly after he left, the Northern Beggars 'Sect was completely erased from the map of Jianghu..

He hurried back home and recalled the process of Jin Sanmu and Zhang Dian fighting just now. He was still in shock..

Baiyun Temple and Beggars 'Sect, if he had to choose the side station, he would definitely choose Baiyun Temple..

After all, that family was one of the four great families in the capital, and it was also a royal family..

White Cloud Temple is the forest of Quanzhen, representing the righteous path of the world..

If you offend Crazy Zhang of Beggars 'Sect, you will at most cause some trouble..

If he offended White Cloud Temple, he would be easily ostracized by the other three families..

Compared to the other three, that family's influence was already far inferior..

Besides, it's useless to be powerful.

How was the Li family back then? Didn't they disappear from Beijing overnight?

But what about the marriage between that family and the Beggars?

When Mo He saw Ru An, he was shocked and asked,"Why are you back?"

Na Ru 'an sneered and said,"Do you want me to die in Beggars' Sect so that I don't have to make things difficult for you? You can also take this opportunity to discuss conditions with Crazy Zhang while complaining to White Cloud Temple and gain the support of White Cloud Temple.".

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Mo He's expression darkened..

He did have such an idea, but it was only a thought. He did not expect that Nian would guess it and dare to say it in front of him..

"Brat, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Alright, you don't have to deny it either..

"I am not here to argue with you," he said coldly."I am here to tell you that from now on, I will make decisions about that family.".

”

" What?" Mo He thought he heard wrongly." On what basis?"

" On what basis…" Ru An sneered." On this basis!"

He suddenly grabbed Namo Ho by the neck..

"You're not going anywhere."

Mo He wanted to struggle, but Ru An's strength was too great. He simply could not break free..

A wisp of black gas was released from Naruan's hand..

The flesh on Mo He's face quickly dried up, leaving only a piece of human skin wrapped around his bones. There was endless fear in his protruding eyes..

……

The autumn wind is bleak, the river bank is open, it is the time to enjoy the tide in Qiantang.

Crowds surge along the river bank.

A hunchbacked old man, leaning on a black crutch, walked along the river.

Suddenly, he stopped in front of a huge sculpture and stopped to watch. He couldn't help but sigh.

" King Qian shot the tide back then, how powerful! Unfortunately, he has passed away, and there is no one else who shot the tide!"

A group of young people frolic to, they want to shoot tide in front of the sculpture, see this hunchback old man has been standing in front of the sculpture, a long time do not go.

A girl went up to the old man and said to him,"Old man, can you give way? We want to take pictures.".

”

The hunchbacked old man turned around.

He was blind in both eyes, except for two pale holes in which there were no eyeballs..

Around the eyes are covered with ugly scars, twisting and twisting, as if crawling with a group of insects.

When the girl saw the old man's face, she shrieked with fear.

A couple of boys came up, and they put the girl behind them..

The girl said,"Let's go somewhere else..

”

One of the boys said,"There are people everywhere. There's no place to take pictures. Let's do it here.".

”

Then he looked at the old man with some disgust and said,"Hey, old man, we want to take pictures here. Make way!"

The old man replied with an "oh oh" and walked to the side with his crutches..

Young people gathered in front of the statue of King Qian shooting tide, ready to take pictures.

Someone said,"Tell the old man to film us.".

”

Another person said,"What's with your eyes? That's a blind man. How can you shoot him?"

"Yes, and he's so ugly. Looking at his face, I can't even eat..

”

"What is this kind of person still alive for? If it were me, I would have jumped into the river and died long ago to avoid wasting food..

”

……

The old man slowly left amid the laughter of the young people.

Someone on the riverbank shouted,"Tide is coming! Tide is coming!"

The old man also came to the river, hunched back, crutches, eyes without beads, looking at the vast river.

A white line appears on the river surface in the east and is slowly moving this way..

You can hear the muffled thunder of the tide.

It didn't take long for the tide to appear in people's sight..

No matter how the patrol shouted to stop them, people rushed to lean on the guardrail beside the river, raised their mobile phones and shot at the tide..

And that group of young people, among them..

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One of the young men said,"I thought it was so awesome, it looks like this!"

Another said,"That's not enough. Look at the tide. It must be more than a meter high, right?"

" Didn't you brag about being ten meters tall? Why is it only one meter tall? It's boring!"

"Ten meters is the tide, you have to go to the beauty dam to see.

”

"Then why did we come here?"

" Tsk, do you know how many people there are at Beauty Dam? Is there a place to stand?"

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As they were chatting, they suddenly heard someone say,"Who said that only beautiful women can have a rising tide?" When Qian Liu, King of Wu, led ten thousand elite soldiers, he ordered them to fire bows and arrows at once to shoot back the rising tide. This is the place where the tide was shot back..

This is where the tide is highest!"

The young man looked at the source of the voice and saw that it was the ugly old man with the hunched back. He could not help but snort..

" Tsk, Qian Wang's shooting tide is just a legend. Idiot, did you really believe it?!"

"Come on, let's stay away from him. If he falls into the river, don't blackmail us..

”

The tide is near, ten thousand horses gallop, the earth trembles, the sound of thunder is endless.

The young man finally felt a trace of shock brought about by the tide. He closed his mouth and looked intently..

The hunchbacked old man's turbid eyes flashed and he said softly,"Do you know why the tide head is dozens of meters high? It's because there are flood dragons going up the river.".

Do you think Qian Liu shot at the tide? Wrong, he shot at the dragon!"

Unfortunately, people's ears have long been filled with tidal sound, no one heard his words.

And even if it did, it'd probably be a joke..

The old man sighed softly." I've already passed away. Who else can shoot the tide now?"

Then he raised his black crutch..

A wisp of black smoke flew out of the crutch and drifted to the river.

To the river, wait for the tide to come, the black smoke will suddenly plunge into.

Suddenly, people heard a roar that sounded like a tiger but not a tiger, and that sounded like a horse but not a horse. The roar actually drowned out the rolling tide..

"What's that noise?"

Just when people were surprised to ask questions, suddenly saw the tide suddenly exploded, setting off waves dozens of meters high.

The shadow of a dragon looms in the billows.

But before people could tell what was real, the huge waves had already hit both sides..

Waves dozens of meters in the middle of the river, surging to the river bank, and more than ten meters high.

With a bang, the huge waves hit the shore, forming a rapid flood, drowning the crowd watching the tide.

The tide comes back, with eddies, devouring everything..

The group of young people who were watching from the shore were also swept into the river. After a few rises and falls, they disappeared..

The hunchbacked old man gently tapped his crutch on the ground, and a black smoke flew back into the crutch..

He hunched over and walked along the wet bank with crutches.

His steps seemed to falter, but they were fast..

One step out, people are often dozens of steps away.

In a short while, we arrived at Haicheng from Qiantang, then crossed Haicheng and entered Hecheng..

No one noticed his presence until two of Zhao's security guards saw him..

The hunchbacked old man stopped outside the Zhao Family Manor. His pale and empty eyes looked into the manor and muttered to himself,

"Yes, it should be here..

”

" Hey, what are you doing?" The security guard saw the ugly old man and his face was full of disgust." Beggars have to go to the city center. This is a private manor..

”

The old man ignored him and walked in..

The security guard angrily went forward to stop him with a swing stick.

" Get lost! If you don't get lost, I'll break your bones!"

The old man didn't stop walking. He just gently tapped him with his crutch..

The security guard suddenly stopped. His hands were still raised, his legs were still raised, and his mouth was also open. He just did not move, as if time had stopped..

Then, his chest cracked open with a bang, and a big hole appeared. Blood spurted out from the hole and turned into a cloud of blood mist, all of which was sucked away by the dragon head of the black dragon..

The security guard fell to the ground and turned into a shriveled zombie..

Another security guard froze in fear, watching the old man walk toward him, not even the courage to pick up the walkie-talkie.

The old man didn't stop and walked past the security guard..

The security guard only felt a blur in front of him, and he was gone.

He doubted whether what he had just seen was true. Only when he saw his companion's corpse did he pick up the walkie-talkie and shout inside trembling..

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