When he saw the little sword god in Haidong, he found that he had not seen him for five months, and the little sword god's temperament became more sharp, which obviously made him reach a higher level of understanding of swordsmanship.

After meeting the little sword god, Song Yun rented a Ford and drove the car. The two rushed to the manor where the Qiwu Club was held.

The manor was unexpectedly large, but it was afraid it covered an area of ​​about a dozen acres and was built magnificently, like a rich man's villa.

There is a plaque hanging at the door of the manor with red cloth covering it, and I don’t know what to write about it.

However, Song Yun could guess that it should have written the three words "Bloody Road".

The more you think about this, the more weird it becomes. It is too different for a sect to set up its headquarters in a manor.

Just when Song Yun was about to drive into the manor, he received a call, which was Xia Tian.

"Sister Xia Tian, ​​is there anything wrong?"

“Someone sent you an invitation letter, which said it was inviting you to participate in the competition held in Haidong on August 19’.”

"Oh, I get it, my friend is kidding, you throw the invitation away."

"All right."

After saying that, Song Yun hung up the phone.

He turned to look at the little sword god: "Bloody Dao sent me the invitation."

Xiaojian Shin said: "It's normal. You are S, and the energy behind you is complicated, it's indeed within their invitation range."

"I'm afraid things are not that simple." Song Yun pinched his chin and fell into deep thought.

He asked himself that he was not friendly to the Bloody Way. Many people under the Bloody Way were all tricked by Song Yun to see Jesus.

Moreover, the most famous "holy temple" under the Bloodlust Trail has recruited many people, such as the ninjas that Song Yun went to RB to solve last time.

It can be said that Song Yun is the enemy of the bloody path.

Song Yun told the little sword god these things.

After listening, the little sword god pondered, "It seems that they would not have a good intention to invite you. If you go, it would be like sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth."

"That's not necessarily the bloody path is a tiger, I am a sheep."

Song Yun smiled, not worried at all.

Maybe there is an Ss master in the Bloody Dao, but he has also reached Ss, and he has a Black Light Sword that can kill Ss masters in seconds.

What's more, the Golden Dragon Palace will definitely not ignore the existence of the Bloody Dao, so Song Yun concluded that the people from the Golden Dragon Palace would come too.

If the fight really starts, there will be a Golden Dragon Palace in the market, and he will not worry about getting into trouble at all.

The car drove to the door of the manor and stopped because there were railings at the door.

A young man in a black suit and an intercom headset came over and said with a respectful look: "Hello, please show your invitation."

The little sword god took out the invitation letter and handed it to the other party.

After seeing it, the man returned the invitation letter to the little sword god and said seriously: "It turns out to be the little sword god, please come in."

After saying that, the man said to Song Yun: "Sir, where is your invitation letter?"

Xiaojian Shin said: "He is with me."

The man said, "I'm sorry, I can only go in alone, and I can't bring my entourage."

Upon hearing this, Song Yun laughed and pointed to his face: "Do I look like a follower?"

Before the young man could answer, he had a slap in his mind from behind.

I saw a man in his thirties standing behind him, waiting for him to turn around and said coldly: "This is Mr. Song Yun, what are you doing? Don't you know him? Why don't you let him go quickly?"

"Yes, yes, captain!" The young man responded, opened the railings of the manor gate, and said to Song Yun: "I'm sorry, Mr. Song Yun, please forgive me."

Song Yun didn't say much to the gatekeepers and drove into the manor in the carnival.

The little sword god looked back and smiled and said, "Brother, you have such a great face. Anyone knows you everywhere."

As soon as he finished speaking, the little sword god found that Song Yun's expression was something wrong, and there was a playful smile on his face, as if he had discovered something.

The little sword god raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why, brother, are there any hidden information?"

Song Yun glanced at the rearview mirror: "Look at the captain, there is a red mole the size of a rice grain under his left ear."

The little sword god looked over from the rearview mirror and saw the captain at the door of the manor looking here.

He looked carefully and found that the captain had a red mole under his left ear.

Could it be that this red mole has a special meaning?

Before he could ask, Song Yun continued, "This person is the leader of the Holy Church. Based on the information returned by the spider web to me, I have seen his photos. Although he does not have a face, the red mole under his ears is still very clear. I concluded that this person is the leader of the Holy Church. And the look he looked at me just now was obviously not right."

The little sword god said seriously: "It seems that the Bloody Dao deliberately invited you to come, wanting to keep you."

"It's not that easy to keep me."

Song Yun smiled and parked his car in the parking lot. Looking around, he saw that the parking lot was full of luxury cars, and the worst was the BMW 5 Series. Their car was particularly awkward to put it here.

Suddenly, Song Yun saw a Lamborghini. He was very familiar with the car and he also had an impression of the license plate.

But after thinking about it, he couldn't remember who the car belonged to.

At this time, a man dressed in waiter's clothes came over and said to Song Yun and the others: "Two gentlemen, please come with me, we have arranged a room for you."

Song Yun looked back at Lamborghini, no longer thought about it, and followed the waiter into the house in the manor.

This waiter is different from the guards at the door. The guards are all from Jianjia, and the captain is an outsider.

But this waiter is just an ordinary person.

After entering the manor house, Song Yun saw that there were more waiters. It seemed that he was bleeding and invited people from outside to serve this Qiwu Club.

Song Yun and the little sword god were arranged in two rooms far apart, not even in the same house.

They originally wanted to change to an adjacent room, but all the rooms were pre-ordered and the waiter had no right to change them.

Song Yun and Little Sword God didn't want to make things difficult for an ordinary waiter, so they gave up the idea of ​​changing rooms and moved in each of them.

The two of them came at a time, and many people have moved into the manor.

Song Yun was idle and wandered around the yard.

Suddenly, a beautiful figure in front attracted his attention.

The woman was wearing a loose sportswear and a bun on the back of her head. She was dressed with a relaxed and comfortable look. She looked around and seemed to be curious about everything.

The woman only gave Song Yun a back. Although she didn't see each other, her figure hidden under her loose robe was definitely eye-catching.

Hehe, I hope it's not a back killer.

Song Yun smiled in his heart and did not rush to chat with him. Instead, he walked forward to see the girl's appearance.

At this moment, a man suddenly jumped out from beside him, blocking the girl's way and said, "Hello, we seem to have seen each other somewhere. Can we make friends?"

"Not interested!"

The girl looked at the man, ignored him, and continued to move forward.

The man frowned and quickly followed, showing a handsome smile, saying, "I am Zhou Dong from the Zhou family, girl, maybe we have really seen it somewhere."

"I said I was not interested in knowing you, don't you understand?"

The girl speeded up her pace and her tone was very cold.

The man was stunned for a moment, with anger on his face. He suddenly reached out and grabbed the girl's arm, and said in a deep voice: "Girl, don't be so arrogant, can you make friends?"

"Let that girl go!"

At this moment, Song Yun shouted, suffocating Zhou Dong and the girl. The two turned to look at Song Yun at the same time.

Song Yun looked at the girl's front and his eyes lit up.

This girl is not only a beauty, but also an acquaintance.

"Qiu Chumeng!"

Song Yun called out, and the girl in front of him followed the old man to visit her before she went out for a trip. She hadn't seen her eldest daughter from a martial arts family for many years, but after seeing her today, Song Yun recognized her at first sight.

"Song Yun, why are you here?"

Seeing Song Yun, Qiu Chumeng's face was filled with joy and greeted Song Yun.

Song Yun smiled and said, "What are you here to do, I'll do it too. I just saw your Lamborghini in the parking lot and felt it was very familiar, but I didn't remember it was yours."

Qiu Chumeng smiled and said, "Hehe, there are all elderly people here. Now that I meet you, there is finally someone to talk to you."

Zhou Dong walked over and said to Qiu Chumeng: "Girl, your name is Qiu Chumeng. I am also a young man. During this period, we can communicate with each other."

"Who is going to communicate with you?" Qiu Chumeng gave Zhou Dong a blank look and said to Song Yun: "Let's go."

After saying that, she pulled Song Yun away.

Zhou Dong's mouth twitched and he became angry. He was no match for this little guy. You threw yourself into her arms, but you couldn't even look at me. It was too shameful.

He rushed up to stop Qiu Chumeng and said coldly: "Do you know who I am?"

Before Qiu Chumeng answered, Song Yun jokingly said, "Little guy, hurry up and go away. I can warn you that my professional hero has saved the beauty for a hundred years. If you are accidentally beaten, you may not even know your mother."
To be continued...