I am a master of metaphysics, what's wrong with earning 500 billion?

No matter how miserable the man cried, Qin Jiao and Feng Qi would not pity him. Feng Qi crushed his face again, gritted his teeth and asked, "Tell me, where is your master hiding!"

In despair, the man even stopped screaming. He let Feng Qi step on him and torture him, as if he couldn't feel the pain.

Feng Qi lost her patience and was about to kick him to death and ask for the next one, when she suddenly heard his voice.

"I only know that the master went to discuss important matters. Where he was discussing and who he was with, I really don't know, and no one knows. The master will never tell us that he has too many apprentices. We usually have more Like his subordinates, among the many senior brothers, only the eldest brother can get close to him."

After he finished speaking, he laughed to himself.

"Yes, we have never been his disciples. He has so many disciples, why should he cherish us? If one group dies, there will be another group. No wonder..."

No wonder when they were young, some of their brothers would be beaten to death by him if they made mistakes, but they thought it was because the executioner used excessive force, because every time someone was beaten to death, the master would sigh.

They thought that it was the master's intolerance and that the master valued their performance, so everyone worked hard and were loyal to the master. They hit wherever the master pointed. This is what they have been doing in their short lives. things.

It's over, it's finally over.

"Kill me."

Feng Qi glanced coldly: "Do you still need to tell me?"

Before she could finish her words, her foot was already strong enough to crush his neck.

Qin Jiao clicked her tongue: "Senior sister, you are really good at ruining the atmosphere."

Feng Qi narrowed his eyes, glanced around and said, "Do you think there are just so many rubbish in this house?"

Qin Jiao shook her head: "These can only be considered peripheral, the least important ones, at most mixed with a few capable ones, the real masters are still hiding in the dark."

Why is Qin Jiao so sure?Because that feeling of being watched never goes away.

Feng Qi said indifferently: "Then what should we do now? Find someone to fight?"

Qin Jiao looked at her in surprise: "Senior sister, why didn't I see you being so belligerent before?"

Senior sister was very excited when we were fighting just now.

"You don't know. Over the years I have been in Yuncheng, I have been treated as a master every day. I have never practiced martial arts. I have been holding back for many years. I finally have the opportunity to show off my skills. Oh, by the way, later. If their master comes back, don’t rush to do it, let me go first.”

"Okay, I have no objection."

Qin Jiao couldn't wait to lie down, so why should she try so hard?

They didn't wait long. That man put a curse on his disciples, so he must have known something happened to them.

The leader had half-white hair and a kind smile on his face.

He didn't feel bad when he saw the disciples all over the floor, and he didn't even care about them at all. He didn't even look at them.

The half-white-haired old man's eyes fell on Qin Jiao and Feng Qi, and he asked with a smile: "I don't know if the two masters are here to greet you."

Feng Qi curled his lips disdainfully, he was just a Japanese pirate, pretending to be a scholar.

"Stop talking nonsense. You know the purpose of our trip very well. Don't waste time. Let's go straight."

Behind the old man were six men in black, wearing black samurai uniforms, staring at the two of them warily.

The old man was also wearing a warrior uniform. Obviously, these people were valued more than the so-called senior brother.

How humane can they be if they use clothing to divide classes?
Feng Qi is impatient, and the way she solves problems is to fight and kill, crushing the opponent with her strength.

In comparison, Qin Jiao is more prudent in dealing with things.She looked at the old man calmly: "What do you call him?"

"Master Sorayama can call me Hashimoto."

Qin Jiao nodded expressionlessly: "Mr. Hashimoto, you and I have fought before, right?"

Hashimoto's eyes changed slightly, but he didn't hide anything. He nodded and said bluntly: "Yes, we have fought before."

After confirming that Hashimoto was the one who cursed Mr. Li and Mr. Lu before, Qin Jiao made a certain judgment in her mind.

"Your apprentice told us that you went to discuss important matters with someone. What? Are you still discussing how to deal with us?"

Hashimoto smiled and refused to answer this question.

Qin Jiao didn't mind either.

"You failed last time, and you failed last time. I think you will fail again next time."

Hashimoto seemed a little dissatisfied when he heard this, and immediately retorted: "No, Master Kongshan, to be precise, we are half successful. Mr. Li passed away. You have been in trouble recently, and many people have died, haven't you?"

Qin Jiao also refuted him: "Didn't you die?"

Hashimoto was immediately speechless.

The current situation is a lose-lose situation, and Qin Jiao and Feng Qi have already come to the door.

Hashimoto lowered his eyes for a moment, and when he raised his head to look at them again, his slightly cloudy eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Master Kongshan is too confident. I admit that you are very strong, but you should not throw yourself into a trap. I remember your old saying, that there are people outside the world and there is a sky outside."

"It can be seen that you really want to invade us, so your apprentices can all speak fluent Chinese."

“It’s not unusual for them to learn multiple languages ​​from an early age.”

"They are really useful tools."

"They are my apprentices."

"Which master in the world would curse his apprentices? To you, the only difference is whether they are valuable or not."

Hashimoto was silent again. It seemed that whenever questions came up that he could not answer, he would respond with silence. This was a cowardly act.

Qin Jiao's face turned cold: "You have been looking for trouble all these times, just to disturb our roots. I can tell you that you will not succeed."

"But we have succeeded." Hashimoto couldn't help but feel proud when he said this. Before he could show off again, he was interrupted by Qin Jiao.

"No, you failed."

"Master Kongshan, are you deceiving yourself? We have obviously succeeded. The Dragon Vein has been destroyed. The only people in this world who can remedy it are those in the Xuanmen. As far as I know, the Xuanmen has long since had no successors and has disappeared."

Feng Qi took advantage of the opportunity and said proudly: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, old man. My junior sister and I are Xuanmen disciples. I forgot to introduce you to you. My junior sister is the ninth generation descendant of Xuanmen No. 90, named Kongshan!"

After Feng Qi finished speaking, he immediately added: "And I am her senior sister, Hao Kongming. Since you have understood Xuanmen, you should know that Xuanmen has reached our generation, which happens to be the generation of Kongming."

After she finished speaking, Hashimoto's expression changed drastically. He narrowed his eyes dangerously: "You are from Xuanmen!"

"Exactly."

Hashimoto's eyes flashed fiercely: "Then today... I have to keep you two!"