In the warehouse, in the face of Zhang Lan's persuasion, Chen Qiu nodded silently.

Seeing that Zhang Lan's face was strange, he turned around and looked back.

The five-way guardian Abed, who was controlled by the ghost needle, suddenly felt a sense of decay on his face.

Chen Qiu's face changed. He went up to check and found that Abed's heartbeat was extremely weak, which was a sign of death.

"He broke his heart."

Zhang Lan stepped forward and looked at it, and said softly:

"The ghost needle is not omnipotent. It is a kind of person who is not afraid of death. Although it is difficult to save yourself, you can still do it by breaking yourself."

There was a sense of contempt and a sense of provocation on Abed's face.

This rash man seemed to be ridiculing Chen Qiu, so he would not be able to hinder the Holy Fire Sect.

With his last strength, he was still reciting the prayer of the Holy Fire Sect. Chen Qiu felt upset and stretched out his hand to cover Abed of Abed's heart.

The cold air gushed out, and through the copper and iron bones, it quickly freezes the faint orifice of heart.

It was like extinguishing the last ray of flame in the heart of the protector.

Abed had no more vitality in his eyes, just like a soul leaving his body, and had already left the bright world he longed for and believed in.

But Chen Qiu knew that he had not left this world.

His soul is still in the sword jade.

Chen Qiu didn't want to go anywhere, so he wouldn't think about going there.

"Give them some fun."

Chen Qiu raised his palm, and the cold air overflowed, and said to Zhang Lan behind him.

"Call Xiao Tie in again, I have something to say to him."

Soon, Xiao Tie returned to the warehouse.

After being treated by Dongfang Ce's Taoist true qi, the burns on Xiao Iron's skin were much healed a lot.

His face was a little weird.

When he walked into the warehouse, all the people tied to the Holy Fire Cult were already closed.

Chen Qiu told Xiao Tie what happened just now.

The old man frowned and said to Chen Qiu:

"Brother, I don't think things are that simple. These five guardians must be senior officials of the Holy Fire Sect! The old man Taohua can send one of the five guardians to Suzhou, which is definitely an important matter."

"Hahahaha, Xiao Tie, you are going to laugh to death."

Zhang Lan, who was busy beside him, heard Xiao Tie's words, covered her stomach and smiled, leaning back and forth, looking at Xiao Tie with a confused look on his face.

The young man Xihua laughed and explained to Xiao Tie:

"You must be not very enthusiastic about things in the world and don't know the links, so you made a joke. Let me explain it to you.

These five guardians are indeed the backbone of the Holy Fire Sect, but there are not only five people.

The Five-Party Guardian is just a chronological name. It refers to the masters of the Holy Fire Sect who are specially storing the Holy Fire Sect. According to the news circulating in the martial arts world, the number of five-Party Guardians in the Holy Fire Sect should be at least fifteen."

"But those decent news has long been outdated."

Zhang Lan curled her lips disapprovingly. He shook the fan and said with a complacent look:

"As early as when I left the Western Regions, there were already twenty-two guardians of the Holy Fire Sect.

Except for the strongest seven people who guarded the Holy Volcano General Altar for many years, the remaining fifteen people walked in small countries in the Western Regions to preach the doctrine of the Holy Fire.

This Abed was one of the fifteen people.

This Hanghuo is a crazy lunatic, a lunatic. He once slaughtered a small city in the Western Regions, but because the city lord who believed in Buddhism was unwilling to surrender to the doctrine of the Holy Fire."

Chen Qiu and Xiao Tie looked at each other after hearing these words.

Indeed, Chen Qiu is actually the same as Xiao Tie, thinking that the five-way guardian refers to five people.

Although he traveled around the world, he was indeed not interested in the secrets of the world, and he was not as passionate as Qingqing.

He naturally did not know these knowledge points far away from the Western Regions.

"Twenty-two experts on the ground list?"

Xiao Tie glanced at Abed, who had no rest, and exclaimed:

"This Holy Fire Sect is so powerful?"

"So, your little iron has good martial arts skills and good talent, but your horizons are too low."

Zhang Lan put away the folding fan and said helplessly:

"Don't talk about the world's list all day long, how big is the world? Just a world of martial arts list can see all the heroes in the world? Isn't this too underestimating the world?

I'll ask you, Xiao Tie, does the Jianghu list include my masters from the Western Regions, Miaojiang and Mongolia?

Has it ever told the world how many heroes were there in Liaodong, the Northern Dynasty?

Not to mention that there are unborn masters among all these forces.

Xiao Tie, I ask you, is that Master Mustard Seed so skilled? Is he on the list of martial arts?”

Zhang Lan's words were like a cannon, and she was speechless.

Xihua Gongzi was a good teacher and wanted to bring the relationship closer together. So he used a fan to hit Xiaotie's forehead and said:

"The five sects of the righteous sects and the seven sects of the Demon Sects, there are so many unfamous masters like Abed and Master Mustard.

If you really think that there are only 108 people in this world who are worthy of praise, then you will definitely suffer a big loss in the future.”

Shen Qiu nodded too.

He heard about this truth about Zhang Lan a year ago from Beggar Song.

After Zhang Lan finished speaking, he reached out and patted Xiao Tie on the shoulder, and said in a gentle tone:

"Zhang Lan's words are not nice, but the truth is right.

As heroic as your father, he also warns us not to underestimate the heroes of the world. One of my elders told me that the motives of the Jianghu list created by the Hidden Tower are impure, but are an open plot to disrupt the storm of the Jianghu.

Unfortunately, everyone has fame and fortune in their hearts, and even if they see through it, they can't do anything about it.

Xiao Tie, we can use the three rankings of heaven, earth and man to divide the martial arts realm, but we must not believe in the Jianghu list.

From this perspective, it is like peeking through a leopard in the tube, and a blind man touching an elephant, and he will indeed suffer a great loss in the future.

But if you don’t talk about this now, look at this Abed.”

Shen Qiu said to Xiao Tie:

"I just saw it using the Mohist method of touching bones. Although Abed is not as strange as your muscles and bones, he has a skill in practicing horizontally and can block the slash of famous blades.

Abede is also a talented person who can practice horizontal kung fu to this level.

The twenty instrument making materials that Ai Dacha agreed with us were the first one we found!”

What Shen Qiu said was something that Xiao Tie had always been concerned about.

When I heard what my elder brother said, Xiao Tie also had a hint of surprise on his face. Those twenty people were hard to find, but I didn’t expect that they would gain something in Suzhou.

"With the first one, there will naturally be a second and third one, and this is a good start."

Shen Qiu also had a smile on his face. He threw the wooden waisted sign in Yinlou to Xiaotie and said:

"You go to the Hidden Tower and ask them to send Abed to Qingyang Mountain. They should also have secret techniques to preserve the corpse, so they don't have to worry about the corpse rotting.

Be careful on the road. If there is anything, use Polang to contact me."

"Yeah! I'll go now."

Xiao Tie turned around and walked out of the warehouse excitedly, as if he even made a little lighter step.

Zhang Lan killed more than 20 people with needles, which made him very uninterested.

But now he was standing next to him and peeking at Chen Qiu and Xiao Tie's interaction, and then he became interested.

A person as cautious as Chen Qiu did this without hiding it from him.

This made the intelligent Zhang Lan seem to taste some flavor.

"Who is Xiao Tie's father? Why did you send this body to Qingyang Sect? You have dealt with Ai Dacha's tamper?

Didn't he be killed by that lunatic?"

Zhang Lan was like a curious baby. He opened the folding fan and covered his mouth, and questions came one by one.

Chen Qiu glanced at him with a mysterious smile on his face, and he said:

"You want to know?"

When Zhang Lan saw the smile, she felt her whole body furrowed. He pursed his lips and said:

"Forget it, I'm not interested."
To be continued...