The Sword God of the South

The Brothers opposite

"Therefore, from the beginning I asked him where he was. To be honest, I want to kill that old man with my own two hands. Anyway, I have to kill him. Because otherwise, the spirits of my five teachers would never have calmed down,"

Zhang Fei said with emotion. His eyes were red. It was as if there was a blazing fire there and ready to burn anything.

At that moment, suddenly the Quail Wind Sword Gouw Ming rose from his sitting position. He walked and opened the window.

He looked at the sky that was starting to darken. Keep an eye on the situation around the place.

"Hhhh ..."

A heavy sigh sounded for the umpteenth time. From the voice just now, Zhang Fei could tell that the old man was bearing a non-light problem.

"Child Fei, do you know about the Mountain Sword Party?" ask without looking.

"I know very little, sir," the young man answered honestly.

"Tell me the things you know about this party,"

"According to what I know, the Mountain Sword Party is one of the four largest white-flow parties in the Tionggoan martial world. The Sword Mountain Party occupied the fourth position with a number of disciples that almost reached the number of four hundred people. Moreover, the party was also centered in this Luoyang City," Zhang Fei said explaining what he knew.

The Quail Wind Sword turned its body. He walked over to the table, poured wine into the cup, then finished it in one gulp.

"Everything you say is true. But, it all happened a long time ago, just before I went into seclusion to deepen Buddhism,"

The voice of the old man was filled with pain. As was his face that was now overwhelmed with deep sadness.

"I really did not expect, it turns out that a respected major party in the martial world, can be destroyed by one person only. You know, who's the one person I mean?"

Zhang Fei did not answer. He just shook his head.

"That man is none other than the Golden Swordsman. It was old Bangka Gan who made the Sword Mountain Party become what it is now!"

He's really angry. Even his speech was fiery. At the same time, he accidentally held one of the benches in the room.

Not long after, the bench was immediately smashed into pieces.

Zhang Fei flinched. Because from the incident just now, he was able to judge how high the old man's knowledge was.

"You don't believe it, do you?"

"Believe or disbelieve, I must still believe what you say, sir,"

"good. It should be,"

"He who builds, it turns out that he is also the one who destroys," Zhang Fei said in a disappointed tone.

Hearing that remark, Gouw Ming suddenly smiled coldly. He immediately chimed in his words.

"What built this party was me and his brother, not that depraved man,"

"Oh, so, he's not the Vice Chairman from long ago?"

"Absolutely not,"

"Then, why would he be able to assume the position of Vice Chairman?"

"That's because I raised it myself. Actually, what I'm doing is nothing more than appreciating his late brother, Gan Siong. Who would have thought, it turns out that the nature of his sister is very contrary,"

Various kinds of past memories suddenly flashed through the old man's mind. It's getting sadder. Growing sore. Also more disappointed when he remembered the Golden Sword Swordsman Gan Li.

More than that, until now he did not believe that his party could be destroyed easily. Even worse, who destroyed it was precisely his own people.

It turns out true what the old saying, whose name is human nature is always different.

Let alone compared to others, even when compared to your own brother, there will certainly be a difference.

The proof alone between the brothers Gan Siong and Gan Li.

His brother is mighty, his brother a loser. His brother who builds, his brother who destroys.

Against this strange matter, what could Zhang Fei do? How should he react to it?

"It's all because of a disciple of my faith. He told me everything that had happened and what the old man had done,"

"Oh, I deserve it. Well, then, does that mean you also know about our martial world right now?"

"Yes, everything I know,"

"Do you think maybe or not, if the old man has cooperated with a cult party?"

"Very likely. Because ever since I found out about this, I've been thinking about getting there, too,"

It turned out that between him and Gouw Ming had the same thoughts.

But the question was, to which perverted party did Golden Swordsman Gan Li join him?

"There's someone coming," Zhang Fei suddenly made a sound.

A second later, Gouw Ming was able to sense the presence and hear the subtle movements from out there. He quickly led the others into hiding.

"Follow me," he said.

He then pressed the secret button located in the corner of the floor. A rumbling sound rang out, suddenly the right wall opened.

Gouw Ming immediately went inside and was followed by the others.

Right after the atmosphere returned to normal, several human shadows seemed to flash rapidly.

They numbered five. Everyone was wearing black clothes. Not to forget too, each of them used a veil that covered his face.

"Master, it seems like there are people here. Just look, this cup and urn of wine are still new," one of them suddenly said as he pointed towards the table where Zhang Fei was sitting before.

The person called Master suddenly turned to the table in question.

"Hemm, right. The old man must still be here,"

"Then, what should we do now?"

"What else? Of course look for where the old Bangka Gouw is," he said firmly.

The four people who were with him immediately nodded. They split up, one person looking in the inner room, the other looking around.

Who're they? Why are these people looking for Gouw Ming?

Within that, inside the secret room, Gouw Ming and Zhang Fei could also hear their conversation clearly.

Suddenly the young man asked through thought to the old man by his side.

"Sir, are these people looking for you?" tanyanya.

"It looks like it,"

"Do you have any old enemies?"

"I don't think there is. I'm wondering, who are these people?"

Zhang Fei was pensive. He also thought about who these people were. "Hemm, could it be that one of them, is old man Gan Li?"

"Ah, right. It must be him!" he said a little surprised.

Instantly Gouw Ming's entire body trembled violently. He felt the blood in his body stir.

Having already been unable to contain the anger anymore, unexpectedly by anyone, he suddenly walked out of the room and intended to kill the Golden Swordsman Gan Li!

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If the plot has enough puzzles, sorry. Because as explained at the beginning, the novel is inspired by the work of Gu Long. He was also inspired by the Western writer Agatha Christie.

Hence his novels were more enigmatic than his fights. But if in this novel, the author will try to make both things balanced.

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