He Zhidong was awakened by the beating.

He covered his mouth and looked at Tang Bao with horror, his body trembling, but he dared not say another word, for fear that he would accidentally say a word.

Yes, he now finally realized how cruel Tang Bao was.

Yes, he still couldn't bear to die.

Oh, actually it’s not easy to want to die now.

"Lock him in the water dungeon"

Cheng Yinyin instructed two disciples.

Someone came forward and dragged He Zhidong away.

They were not polite to He Zhidong and were full of resentment in their hearts. Now that they had the chance, they would not let it go. They were like dragging a dead dog and were not polite at all.

He Zhidong was a well-known figure in the ancient martial arts world. The Sihai Sect was a first-rate sect, so naturally, as the sect leader, he was respected by everyone.

But now, he no longer has the spirit of a sect leader and has become as poor as a dog.

"Master, what should we do with them?"

Someone brought two bodies over.

She was a female disciple of Xianyin Pavilion, who died at the hands of the Black and White Devils.

Everyone looked sad and a little upset.

Cheng Yinyin was a little sad.

These female disciples were all her juniors. She treated them like her daughters since they lived on the island. They were still full of life in the morning, but now they had died in an accident. She would never hear their voices or see them again.

Her eyes were red, and she waved her hand: "Give them a proper burial. They died for the sect, and they will be buried in the Spirit Pavilion!"

Entering the Spirit Pavilion after death is the greatest favor for them.

Just now, seeing Tang Bao facing a powerful enemy and crushing it with ease, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and was excited.

But now, facing the death of their fellow disciples, everyone's mood is a little low.

"Okay, let's go."

Cheng Yinyin ordered.

Everyone dispersed.

Zhao Linger personally went to take care of the funeral arrangements of her two junior sisters.

Only Tang Bao and Cheng Yinyin were left at the scene.

"Thank you, Mr. Tang."

"You're welcome. We're all family. There's no need to be so polite."

Tang Bao continued: "This is also my fault. If I had come earlier, maybe they wouldn't have died."

…

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye.

Everything is calm.

But this is just on the surface.

The atmosphere in Xianyin Pavilion was somewhat oppressive, as if a dark cloud was looming.

For two days, Xianyin Pavilion did not receive any visitors.

This means that the Sihai Sect did not come to redeem the people as promised.

There is only one last deadline left, you can have hope, but in fact the hope is very slim.

If they really want to redeem someone, they will probably take action without waiting until the three periods are up.

If he doesn't come now, he probably won't come either.

It seemed that the originally peaceful ancient martial arts world was about to be in turmoil again, with undercurrents surging.

It was Tang Bao who broke this peaceful situation.

His forceful intervention broke the balance that had been maintained in the ancient martial arts world for countless years. He had uttered a harsh word: if the Sihai Sect did not come to redeem his people, he would go to the Sihai Sect alone and kill everyone, leaving no one alive and blood flowing like a river.

No one doubted his determination.

In fact, this has little to do with Xianyin Pavilion.

But Xianyin Pavilion had to worry.

Tang Bao is a benefactor and a noble person to Xianyin Pavilion.

There are even more intricate connections.

He wants to go to war with the Sihai Sect, so how can Xianyin Pavilion really stay out of it?

These two days, Tang Bao was also feeling a little depressed.

I finally got a chance to rob, but in the end, it seems like I'm going to fail.

The key point is that he had made big claims, but the Sihai Sect ignored them, which made him feel a little unhappy.

Fortunately, he was still calm.

But beneath this calmness, there is a murderous intent hidden.

Oh, at least others have this feeling, such as Zhao Linger.

Following her mother's instructions, she came to see Tang Bao.

In fact, she herself also wanted to meet the latter.

It's unclear, it's hard to explain, but the relationship between the two has actually become much closer.

She wanted to give Tang Bao some comfort, but unfortunately she was really not good at comforting people, so she just chatted with Tang Bao.

Today she is here again.

However, Tang Baojin's attitude surprised her a little.

Tang Bao actually came up to her with a smile, asked her to sit down, and poured her a cup of tea.

Zhao Linger was a little confused.

"What's wrong with you today?"

She doesn't like to be called master.

Tang Bao was stunned: "What's wrong with me? I'm fine."

"But I think you look like you have something wrong."

"Is there something wrong with me?"

"I'm fine."

"You're still upset about the Sihai Sect, right? Actually, think about it, they've already given you quite a bit of money. Why don't we just leave it at that."

Zhao Linger advised.

Tang Bao curled his lips and said, "Why should we let it go? A man, a real man, once you've done something, how can you take it back? A word of spit is as good as a nail. You definitely can't let it go like this. Oh, this is all a matter. I really do have something to talk to you about."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Linger was shocked.

Is this still a problem?

So what is the big deal?

She asked curiously, "You really have something to talk to me about? What is it?"

Zhao Linger sat up straight.

Tang Bao: "I want you to teach me how to dance."

puff!

Zhao Linger almost fell down.

sweat……

Is this what you call a big deal?

This is what is good.

She asked, "Is this what you're looking for me for?"

"Yes, it's very important."

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