The night was desolate and Luoyang was in chaos. The wildfires in this city burned one fifth of the city, but there was still no sign of extinction.

The rolling black smoke scattered in the night, making the city even more chaotic.

However, the city gates blocked the city, which slowly calmed down. Whether it was the decent knights or the soldiers of the Northern Dynasties, they were exhausted after the half-day battle.

As long as the city gate is not lost, thousands of Northern Dynasties cavalry outside the city will not be allowed to enter the city, and Luoyang City will be guarded.

only...

This city is almost soaked in blood.

The leader of the Beggars' Sect, Zhang Tugou grabbed the green bamboo stick and lifted his body between the eaves and buildings. He fought around him and screamed incessantly.

He stared at the White Horse Temple with black smoke rolling in the distance, and his feet were faster.

"Lei Lie, don't die there."

Zhang Tugou was anxious.

He just knew about fighting from the Beggars' Gang who protected the innocent and fled from the White Horse Temple. As Lei Shiyin's adoptive father, when he amassed the Demon Sect master a few months ago, Lei Lie told him about Lei Shiyin's life experience.

He and Lei Lie and Lang Seng have been dating for many years, and they know that these two people have loved Lei Shiyin and can probably guess what kind of judgment the two people will make in the current situation.

Save, or not?

Zhang Tugou made a decision without hesitating for too long.

Shiyin's little girl called her adoptive father, but after all, she had been calling her for so long, and she felt uneasy if she didn't go and see her.

"Swish"

Zhang Tugou flew across a street corner and heard fierce fighting in the distance. In the deadly street not far from White Horse Temple, there seemed to be masters fighting for desperate battles.

The sword light rolled and the true energy burst out. It was obvious that several people were fighting, and their methods were not low.

Luoyang is so messy tonight.

"Zhang Tugou!"

Just as the big dragon head of the Beggars' Sect passed over the eaves of a small courtyard, a voice sounded under him, causing Zhang Tugou's leaping to stop. He grabbed the green bamboo stick and looked back.

In the darkness of the eaves, Yang Beihan, who was short-sized, was sitting there, holding a wine gourd in his hand, hiding it in the dark, and could not see his specific situation.

"Do you want to help Lei Lie?"

Yang Beihan asked sternly:

"Do you know that the matter tonight is a battle between good and evil. You have tried hard to keep yourself out of the matter in the first half, but now, how can you be so demented?

Do you know that when you go, there will be no more mistakes! Do you take it seriously and want to help the righteous path and become enemies with us?"

Zhang Tugou stood on the eaves.

He was silent for a few breaths and said:

"Elder Beihan's words are serious. We are just a group of beggars. So what if we help the righteous? Are the seven sects of the Demon Sect afraid that we will wait for a group of lowly beggars?"

"Don't fight with me!"

Yang Beihan's voice was a little cold, he said:

"I will ask you if you have made up your mind!"

"So what if I get off?"

Zhang Tugou's voice became solemn from that humble state. He always bowed his back and straightened his waist. He looked at Yang Beihan in front of him and said loudly:

"You are not Zhang Moye! You are not my benefactor! Why do you want our Lao Zhang to help you with the Demon Cult? Elder Beihan, you are very skilled in martial arts and ruthless in your means.

But don’t think too much about yourself, and don’t talk about the world trend with me, Lao Zhang!

We are a man in the world and act as he pleases.

Today, I want to help Lei Lie. He has been sworn with me for many years and has been kind to me. Without the help of Heluo, my Beggars' Sect will not have the same momentum as today!

If I sit and watch him die, it will be unrighteous!"

"He is just using you!"

Yang Beihan's voice was a little colder:

"You went tonight, but you were hit by Lei Lie's plan. In the future, you will have to tie the righteous path and the Heluo Gang tightly, and the relationship between you and us will be gone.

When you meet again, you will be to the death...

Zhang Tugou, you are the old friend of the old sect leader. I would like to advise you to think clearly today! Your beggar sect sects that are all over the world cannot withstand the massacre of my seven sects!

Those decent people are all above the top. Will they try their best to help you when you are in trouble?"

"hehe"

Hearing this, Zhang Tugou sneered and said:

“So what to use?

At least Lei Lie is willing to call me brothers and brothers for ten years. I know that I am a beggar and no one can respect me. He is willing to have a good time and let his daughter recognize me as his adoptive father.

He gave me enough face and had been a feud with me for ten years. Even if it was false, there was still some true love in it.

Your Demon Cult keeps saying that you can wait for a future for me, but you are unwilling to do even the superficial skill!

What kind of thing is you, Yang Beihan, and you are worthy of calling the leader of our Beggars' Sect around and being a servant! Do you really think you are Zhang Moye?

Zhang Moye’s generation of strange people have never humiliated our Lao Zhang like this!”

The big dragon head glanced at the darkness where Yang Beihan was hiding, and he said:

"Elder Beihan, please say a few less words, I will tell you that it is our old Zhang who will spare your life tonight for Zhang Moye's sake!

Get out! Don't be noisy!

If Lao Zhang gets angry, he will keep you here tonight! Who can you hide the wounds from your body?"

After saying that, Zhang Tugou's heart was no longer gloomy, and he turned around and rushed towards the White Horse Temple. He put his lotus flowers on his body and gently tapped the eaves, as if the lotus was growing step by step.

Carrying this most powerful beggar in the world, flying to the place where the sworn brothers fight for their lives.

Behind him, Yang Beihan stood up from his hiding place with a gloomy face.

The wine gourd in his hand moved down a few minutes, revealing the sword wound on his chest.

The sword of the mountain ghost is really too cruel.

He couldn't even hide his injuries. Even the experts on the ground list, such as Zhang Tugou, who were several points weak, could see clearly.

"Give me my life?"

The Seven Quarter Elder tightened the wine gourd in his hand.

He has been in the world for so many years, but when has he been so humiliated by a beggar?

But now the situation is better than that of others, and I can't scare Zhang Tugou, so I can only endure it.

"Pooh"

Yang Beihan covered his heart and flew a few feet behind him. He made a secret decision in his heart that if he met him next time, he would definitely make up his dog slaughter. However, the Beggars' Sect had made up his mind to stand on the right path.

This cut off the power and assistance of the Demon Cult.

It's really troublesome.

"Swish"

Zhang Tugou took advantage of the force on the courtyard wall of Baima Temple, and the fireworks were rising up and the smoke was swelling here, making people breathe hard. He looked down and there was a fight at the edge of the temple.

The Heluo Gang, wearing black clothes, was fighting for his life, and fighting with the Demon Sect members. Both sides were already red in their eyes. The backyard of this thousand-year-old temple was full of corpses.

"Lei Lie!"

When Zhang Tugou saw the situation in the field, he suddenly had his teeth and eyes ripped.

Lei Lie, the big dragon head of the Heluo Gang, was exhausted, his legs were broken, his eyes were blind, and he was supported by Langseng, and was attacked by several masters of the Demon Sect.

The sword in his hand was gone and he was just dancing around.

The Lang Monk was even more miserable. His left arm was cut off by a single root, and his chest was covered with frost. He only held the broken Buddha stick in his hand, held Lei Lie, and injected his true energy into his brother's body for him to continue fighting.

Beside the two, there were several tragic corpses upside down. It looked like they were all masters of the Demon Sect who were killed by Lei Lie and Lang Seng's desperate battle.

How many of these two people have killed?

He made himself so miserable.

Seeing this fierce scene, Zhang Tugou was also angry.

Before he became famous, Lei Lie helped him, and it was no exaggeration to call him a kindness of knowing and meeting him. When he became the leader of the Beggars' Sect, the Heluo Sect generously donated money to help him spend his most down-and-out time.

The monk Lei Lilang gave him advice and made the Beggars' Sect stronger and stronger. He also used methods to make him Zhang Tugou become famous as the top ten masters of the decent ranks as a beggar.

Without Lei Lie and Lang Monk, there would be no such famous beggars in the world today, nor would he have been like Zhang Tugou today.

That was his destiny. Like Zhang Moye, if it weren't for them, Zhang Tugou would have to be able to make a living in this life, so he would not have the same style as today.

Not to mention...
To be continued...