Chapter 58: Invincible in the East (related to Sanjiang, everyone needs to read it~)

This sudden change not only frightened the purple-robed attendant behind Yang Lianting, but also made Li Kang stand still.

The purple-robed attendant at the head was the first to react. He moved his mouth slightly and was about to call for help, but he heard a "huh" sound and a copper coin pierced his throat.

Immediately afterwards, there was another "huh" sound, and another servant nearby who wanted to call for help was also pierced in the throat by the copper coin. He fell to the ground without making any sound.

The remaining two servants were so frightened that their legs went weak and their bodies trembled, but they kept their mouths tightly shut, fearing that they would follow in the footsteps of their two colleagues.

Li Kang came back to his senses, holding on to the last bit of hope, and asked cautiously: "Master, Senior Brother, has the plan started? Where are the others?"

Li Anran said: "It's just me."

Li Kang sat down on the ground with a thump, wanting to cry but without tears.

He had a blood feud with the Demon Cult, but he didn't want to die here in vain.

On the other hand, Yang Lianting, who was regarded as a good-for-nothing by everyone, was quite magnanimous. Even when his life was at stake, he was still able to remain calm and said, "What courage! You dare to break into my Black Wood Cliff alone! Are you from the Five Mountains Sword Sect?"

Li Anran ignored him and just said, "Take me to see Dongfang Bubai." He pushed the ice spike in his hand slightly forward and went deeper into Yang Lianting's neck.

Yang Lianting groaned in pain, but he was also very tough. He said in a deep voice: "Young Master Li, if you want to see the leader, just say so. The leader likes young and talented people the most, and he will definitely be willing to see you."

Li Anran heard the murderous hatred in his words, but he didn't care. He said calmly: "Then I'll trouble Manager Yang to lead the way."

Yang Lianting pointed at the ice spike on his neck and said, "From here to the leader's residence, we have to go through at least a dozen checkpoints. If you put this ice spike on my neck, I'm afraid I won't be able to get to the leader."

Li Anran didn't buy his tricks at all: "Then I'll have to trouble Chief Steward Yang to ask these guards to withdraw."

Yang Lianting stared at Li Anran for a moment, then suddenly sneered, took out a black wooden order from his arms, threw it to the remaining two purple-robed attendants, and said, "The missionary leader orders everyone to retreat outside. No matter what happens inside, no one is allowed to enter."

"After you two have delivered the order, come back immediately. Don't let the news leak out, and don't let anyone see any flaws."

The two purple-robed attendants shuddered all over, their faces turned pale as paper in an instant, they took the black wooden order and walked out the door.

Li Anran did not stop him.

Since he has already climbed up the Black Wood Cliff, he is not afraid of anyone. He holds Yang Lianting hostage only to avoid trouble and make things go more smoothly.

The two purple-robed attendants came out of the back hall and raised the black wooden order, saying, "The leader has ordered everyone to retreat outside the main hall." There was no need to explain any reasons. The guards and attendants lined up and walked outside without saying a word.

In just a few moments, the entire headquarters of the Demon Cult was empty.

The two purple-robed attendants returned to the back hall, first respectfully placed the black wooden order on the table beside them, then kowtowed three times to the master of the back hall, and then they held the long sword horizontally and slashed their own necks, blood spurted out, and they died instantly.

Li Anran's heart sank.

Only the dead won’t leak the news!
He understood the hidden meaning of Yang Lianting's words, and the two purple-robed attendants also understood it, but they still returned to the hall obediently, and would rather commit suicide than disobey Yang Lianting's order.

No matter what method the cult used to do this, it was terrifying enough!
"Young Master Li, please follow me." Yang Lianting turned and walked out of the back hall and went inside.

Li Anran glanced at Li Kang: "What about you? Are you waiting for me here? Or are you coming with me?"

"me……"

Li Kang really wanted to follow.

At this point, he and Li Anran are already on the same boat. If Li Anran dies, he will surely die too!
If he followed him, he would die clearly, but as soon as he thought that the person inside was the extremely cruel Dongfang Bubai, who was feared by all in the martial arts world, his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground and he could not move at all.

Li Anran didn't make things difficult for him and said, "Wait for me here." After that, he followed Yang Lianting.

He was not afraid of any tricks played by Yang Lianting. At such a close distance, he could take Yang Lianting's life at any time.

Yang Lianting had no intention of playing any tricks at all. He walked neither fast nor slow, and looked back from time to time, fearing that Li Anran would not catch up.

The two walked one after the other to the back of Chengde Hall, passed a long corridor, arrived at a garden, and walked into a small stone house at the west end.

Yang Lianting pushed open the wall on the left, took out a bunch of keys, opened the iron door hidden behind the wall, and went down along the tunnel behind the door.

There were a few oil lamps lit on both sides of the tunnel, the lights were dim and the ground was gloomy.

Li Anran was confused, and couldn't understand why the leader of the Demon Cult would hide in such a secluded place in his own headquarters as if he couldn't see anyone. Even if he was practicing in seclusion, there was no need to do this!

If someone breaks in, there would be a river of blood outside, and no one would notice any movement inside!

After walking forward for more than ten meters and turning a few corners, the road ahead suddenly opened up.

What comes into view is a very exquisite small garden.

Red plums, green bamboos, green pines and cypresses, ponds and rockery, mandarin ducks and white cranes.

In the middle is a large flower bed filled with deep red and pink roses, competing with each other in beauty and unparalleled beauty.

"Don't you want to see the Eastern Patriarch? He's in there!"

Yang Lianting pointed to an elegant little house and walked in first.

In fact, he didn't need to say anything. Li Anran had the Zixia magical power and his five senses and six consciousnesses were far superior to ordinary people. The moment he walked into the small garden, he noticed that there was someone in the small house.

And he is also an unparalleled master!
His breathing was deep and continuous, and his internal strength was even deeper than that of Zuo Lengchan and his uncle Feng Tai.

There is no doubt that this person can only be the evil cult leader Dongfang Bubai!
Li Anran stepped in.

A strong floral scent wafted over.

There was a painting of ladies hanging in the room, depicting three beautiful women, and an embroidered brocade cushion was spread on the chair.

It doesn't look like a place for retreat and cultivation, but more like a woman's boudoir.

"Brother Lian, who did you bring with you?"

A voice came from the inner room. The voice was sharp but the throat was rough. It seemed to be from a man, but also from a woman. It was like someone learning to sing the Hua Dan song by pinching her throat, coquettish and artificial.

Yang Lianting said in a cold voice: "He is a talented young man from the Five Mountains Sword Sect. He sneaked into the Black Wood Cliff alone just to see you."

"I don't want to see him. I don't want to see anyone except you." Dongfang Bubai said in a coquettish voice.

Li Anran frowned.

Yang Lianting was a burly man with a full beard, and his appearance as Dongfang Bubai fit his stereotype.

He has no discrimination or involvement in such things, but the noise pollution is really disgusting.

Yang Lianting sighed: "No, if I don't bring him here, he will kill me. How can I die without seeing you?"

Dongfang Bubai screamed, "Who is so bold as to bully you? Ask him to come in!"

Yang Lianting lifted the brocade door curtain embroidered with a bunch of peonies and made a gesture of invitation to Li Anran, with hatred, disgust and a smug sneer on his face.

Li Anran noticed that Yang Lianting's hatred and disgust were not only directed at him, but also at Dongfang Bubai in the inner room.

Li Anran suddenly understood why Yang Lianting was not afraid of others competing for his favor, and why he chose those handsome-looking men to be his attendants. He looked at Yang Lianting with a hint of pity.

Yang Lianting was extremely sensitive to this kind of gaze. The sneer on his face froze instantly and turned into endless rage and hatred. He pointed at Li Anran and shouted, "Kill him! Kill him for me! I want him torn into pieces! I want him to die immediately!"

"Yes Yes!"

From the inner room came Dongfang Bubai's cautious and flattering voice, saying, "Brother Lian, don't be angry! I'll kill him right now!"

Before the word "he" fell, Li Anran suddenly felt an extremely dangerous feeling in his heart, and his body instinctively moved to the side.

Li Anran had already activated the Zixia magic skill to greatly enhance his five senses and six consciousnesses, but he still only saw a flash of cold light.

Duh! Duh! Duh! Duh!
The cold light flew across his cheek, pierced through several pillars in succession, and finally penetrated into the wall, trembling slightly.

It's an embroidery needle!

(End of this chapter)