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"This is exactly what happened. I went through many hardships and fought back many strong men to find this secret room. Who knew that my head would explode the moment I entered." Shi En still had some lingering fear as he rubbed his neck and head, and thought: This Santa Claus is really an expert in martial arts, I finally got to experience it now. Right, what foot did he just say?

"Cough cough. Child, you weren't hurt, right? I'm truly sorry." Santa Claus apologised to Shi En somewhat embarrassedly.

"Goo, King Father, save me, it feels so bad." Shang Qian carried the girl behind him as if he was talking in his sleep. Shi En looked at the girl, then looked at Shang Qian.

"No way!" Shang Qian and Santa said at the same time.

After hearing the explanation given by Santa Claus and Shang Qian, Shi En suddenly felt a heavy weight on his shoulders. "That Santa, can you get off my back?" Shi En turned his head and said to Santa who was on his back at some point.

"Cough cough, cough cough. Child, I was just forced to confess by them and I was injured, yet you can't display your heart of friendship. Do you pity an old man like me?" Hearing that, Shi En looked towards the door. Seeing the whips, candles, and dog collar iron chains on the ground, he looked at Santa silently and said expressionlessly: "Go down, I'm eighteen years old this year."

"... "Alright."

Bringing the unreliable Santa and Shang Qian who was carrying the girl on his back, Shi En walked smoothly and unhindered. It was only when he arrived at the great hall that Shi En realized why there was not a single passer-by along the way. At this moment, the second floor's hall was already filled with flashing swords and radiating sword Qi. Any slight mistake would cause one to be injured by the sword Qi, so the customers who were just spectating had all run up to the third floor.

Shu Xiaoxiao stood in the middle of the hall, her hands emitting beams of white light from time to time. Unfortunately, before the silver needle could touch the black-faced swordsman's clothes, it was cut off by his sword Qi. The staircase was already occupied by their people. Shi En looked around and suddenly caught a glimpse of a pillar in the corner opposite of them that had three people's arms around it.

He rolled his eyes and suddenly had an idea. Shi En said to Santa Claus and Shang Qian in a low voice. Taking the chance while the people at the stairs were captivated by the two people's intense fight, the group slowly moved towards the pillar opposite.

Until they arrived at the place, Shi En asked Shang Qian for a few Yan stars. As he held onto Yan Xingzi, his lips curled up slightly, and revealed a sinister smile. Shi En lit up the spark and spoke to the two people in the middle of the hall: "It's time for the intermission. Boss, do you want some tea or coffee?" With a boom, the sparks exploded into thick smoke, and in a short moment, it had filled the entire second floor's great hall.

When the guests occupying the staircase saw the white fog that had appeared out of nowhere, someone from the crowd shouted, "Crap, they're about to run away. Hurry and catch them."

"Don't panic, they won't escape. Guard the stairs and trap them on the second floor."

Shi En took the chance and rushed over to Shu Xiaoxiao's side, grabbing onto her hand and muttered: "It's me, let's go."

"Smoke? Heh, it doesn't seem to be of much use to me. " The black-faced swordsman casually waved his sword in the air and unexpectedly cut the white smoke emitting from the spark into two. The smoke gradually dispersed, and in the center of the hall, other than the black faced swordsman and a few strong men, no one else could be seen except for Shi En.

The Black Faced Swordsman looked around and walked to a corner, "The air is flowing very strangely, where is it flowing out from? Is it there? " He suddenly stopped in front of the pillar and used his left thumb to push up the hilt of his sword. With a flash of sword light, the pillar was cut in half at the waist. Strangely, these three pillars were hollow. The black-faced swordsman looked down and saw that the hollow pillars extended all the way to the bottom.

In fact, it was Shi En's idea. He noticed that there was a large pillar supporting each floor, so he wanted to use his palm to create a path to escape. Fortunately, this move worked, and they managed to safely escape the Yellow Crane Club.

Uncle Huzha, who had been waiting outside since early morning, had long ago scratched his ears and cheeks in anxiety. When he raised his head and saw the thick smoke billowing out from the second floor of the Yellow Crane Club, he knew that it was Shi En's signal. He immediately opened the door and got in the car. He stopped the car at the door, at this time Santa rushed downstairs first, followed closely by Shang Qian who was carrying the girl. I saw that the two of them ran out the door, and while holding onto Shu Xiaoxiao's hand, they walked out, and when they walked out the door, they conveniently threw the sparks in their hands left and right, and ran away.

Shi En dragged Shu Xiaoxiao and ran outside. Seeing that the carriage had stopped, and they had gotten into the back of the carriage, the Uncle Huzha made a small fire, but it did not succeed. There was still no movement. As for the leaders on the ground floor, they had already discovered the cars parked outside the gate and were preparing to stop them with the guys in their hands. Shi En decisively opened the window and channeled 30% of his inner force into his palm. He used his palm that shocked the heavens and shocked the earth, and shouted: "30% inner force, normal palm!"

Shi En pointed his palm at the group of people who were rushing forward. Suddenly, a strong wind from their palms knocked them all to the ground, and their bodies exploded, causing them to die. The scene was as bloody as a battlefield, with rotten flesh everywhere. However, the wind from the palm attack did not stop there. Instead, it continued forward and struck the Yellow Crane Club.

The entire Yellow Crane Society was on the verge of collapse. Relying on the force of the palm wind, Shi En and the others rushed out, and in the next moment they disappeared from everyone's sight.

Before long, the black-masked swordsman led a group of muscular men to the entrance. He directed a group of people to the parking lot to give chase. However, just as he gave the order, he heard a huge explosion from the parking lot of the Yellow Crane Club.

"Boom!" All the vehicles in the parking lot were affected. The crowd could only stop chasing after the swordsman. This was the first time the black-faced swordsman had been defeated, and his dark face looked extremely cold under the light of the night sky.

With a cold snort, he walked with heavy steps to the top floor. The decorations on the top floor were extremely luxurious. Even a normal lampshade was made of gold wire. The moment the door opened, the black-faced swordsman knelt down on one knee, and only when someone inside summoned him did he dare to get up and enter.

A dignified man was sitting on an ornate mahogany bed. He held a long sword in his white, slender hand. His wrist nimbly rotated, drawing out dazzling sword flowers one after another. He suddenly launched an attack, getting up and attacking the black-faced swordsman.

Her soft body danced along with the sword, her black hair fluttering in the wind, looking extremely elegant. That indifferent and unchanging face didn't have the slightest expression. His dark eyes that were like stone focused on the sword. When the sword in his hand was just half a meter away from the black-faced swordsman's neck, it stopped.

"You know that you just caused this king to lose face in front of the 'External Devil'."

"Your subordinate understands."

"If there's a next time, then don't stay by This King's side." The dignified man kept his sword and asked the black-faced swordsman, "Do you know which power it is?"

"'Bu Gan House'."

"Oh, Boss has been dead for so many years. I didn't expect that this tail that he left behind that day hadn't been completely broken."

"Do you need your men to continue their pursuit?"

After all, the one sitting on the throne right now is still an old guy. In order to pave the way for this brat Zhu Yunwen, he has thought of ways to capture the painful legs of us sons. The dignified man sat back down on his mahogany bed and grabbed a bag of white powder from the side. "It was not easy for This King to attach the line from the 'External Devil' group. If I can get their support and overthrow this old guy in one fell swoop, then it would be This King's world.

"This subordinate will take his leave." The black-faced swordsman stood up respectfully and was about to leave when he heard the dignified man behind him say, "This King's niece is also in those people's hands?" Seeing the black-masked swordsman nod his head, the dignified man's eyes turned cold, as if a cold light was being shot out. His eyes were cold as he stared at the person in front of him, as if there was an invisible pressure pressing down on him. After a long while, he heard him say with a calm voice, "Help me send a message to the Peiping." The Black Faced Blade Master replied. After closing the door, he did not linger, and immediately left for the Peiping.

"As for the other end, on the road that led to Changsha, Uncle Huzha was driving his car and speeding up his escape." Uncle Huzha, have you done what I told you to do in the parking lot? " Seeing the Uncle Huzha nod excitedly, Shi En heaved a sigh of relief, "Luckily, I have two hands prepared, if they don't have a car, they won't be able to chase us. I say, Uncle Huzha, please don't drive so hard, okay?"

"Can you please let go of my hand?"

When Shi En heard the cold voice of Shu Xiaoxiao, who was sitting beside him, he noticed that ever since he fled for his life on the second floor, he had not let go of Shu Xiaoxiao's hand, and his palm was already sweating. After awkwardly laughing, Shi En immediately let go of her hand and immediately explained: "Aha, I was nervous for a moment, don't mind me, didn't you say that holding it for a long time would calm my heart? Haha."

After Shu Xiaoxiao released Shu Xiaoxiao's hand and played with his fingers, a look of disappointment flashed across Shu Xiaoxiao's face. He couldn't help but to size up Shi En who was stroking Shang Qian's messy white hair. After which, he ignored everyone and closed his eyes to rest.

"Child, what time is it now?" Santa, who was sitting in front, suddenly asked the Uncle Huzha.

"Now, the temple's Great Ming Dynasty time, eleven o'clock sharp."

When Santa Claus heard this, he was overjoyed. He opened the window and whistled in the air. Not long after, the people in the carriage heard the bell. Shang Qian had sharp eyes, and immediately noticed that there were a few deer running in the air, pulling a sled behind them, and that the sled was even carrying a big bag of gifts. Santa asked us to stop. He got off the car and thanked us all profusely, and even gave each of us a Christmas present, "Children, thank you for saving me from the evil villains. I still have an hour of working time, so I must go and deliver my dreams to the Great Ming Dynasty children who are already asleep."

He readjusted his red suit and red hat, picked up a large red bag with a gift in it, puffed out his stomach and laughed heartily: "Oh my god, I hope we meet again after all this time. May you all have a good dream! "Giddy up!" The elk that was pulling the sledge began to struggle as it heard the sound, and gradually disappeared from the sight of Shi En and the others.

After the disappearance of Santa Claus, Shi En and his group returned back to the right path.