Hangzhou was called Lin'an in ancient times. It was built as a capital during the Southern Song Dynasty. It has always been a good place. When you enter the city, you will see pedestrians along the way, and the music and singing everywhere. When you arrive at the bank of West Lake, you will see blue waves like mirrors and weeping willows brushing the water. The beauty of the scenery is as straight as a fairyland.

There are not many people who know about the West Lake Meizhuang. After several inquiries, Bai Xiaosheng found the road. Outside the Meizhuang is a large plum forest, with plum trees everywhere, with old trunks slanted and dense branches and leaves. Imagine that when the plum blossoms bloom in early spring, the fragrant snow is like the sea, so I will definitely not be able to see it all. Through this plum forest, walk on a bluestone road, about a hundred meters away, it is the Meizhuang courtyard with rich and white walls.

Bai Xiaosheng looked outside for a while, then turned around and returned. He thought to himself, what should he do?

Like the original work, can I release it?

This guy is not a good person, and he will die from him. But if he kills him, he seems a little sorry for Linghu Chong. "Go, keep the matter of Linghu Chong, he is not familiar with Ren Woxing." He spat, and Bai Xiaosheng sneered: "Ren Woxing is not a good person, it's just right to kill him. Without Ren Woxing, Linghu Chong and Ren Yingying's affairs will be less disturbing."

At night, Bai Xiaosheng climbed over the wall, and his whole body was like a ghost at night, without any sound.

This Meizhuang is not small. Bai Xiaosheng wandered around for half an hour before he could tell the difference. He also saw the famous four friends of Meizhuang. However, these were not in his eyes. All he cared about was Ren Woxing in the Meizhuang dungeon.

The entrance to the dungeon is right in Huang Zhonggong's piano room, and he is guarding it himself. If Hei Baizi wants to see Huang Zhonggong, he has to wait for Huang Zhonggong to go out for a day. If he wants to enter quietly, it is difficult. If he alarms Huang Zhonggong, he will probably leave clues.

Standing outside the door of the room, Bai Xiaosheng frowned secretly.

That night, he quietly retreated.

In the next few days, Bai Xiaosheng secretly met the four friends in Meizhuang and investigated the actions and living habits of the four. He also made a chance to go out, and copied the keys he secretly stole and recreated them.

Five days later, Bai Xiaosheng saw Huang Zhonggong leaving the room and his heart moved. He looked at Huang Zhonggong's back and disappeared from the corner. He immediately flashed out, landed lightly on the ground, and penetrated into the room.

Huang Zhonggong's room is built differently from other rooms. It has two bedrooms, one inside, which is the exit of the dungeon.

Just in case, Bai Xiaosheng was very careful and left no traces on his feet. He even carried a long steel sword on his back, for fear of being plotted by several people, so he locked it in. The arrangement inside was not simple. With a sword, no ordinary iron plate could be locked up.

In the inner room, Bai Xiaosheng lifted the bedding, lifted the bed board, revealing the iron plate at the entrance below. Looking at the lonely copper ring, Bai Xiaosheng pulled it hard, and the iron plate about one and four feet wide and five feet long rose up, revealing a large and square hole. He smiled slightly, slowly stepped into the hole, pulled the bed board up and covered it on the iron plate. As he gently lowered the iron plate, the bed board returned to its original state, and no one could see anyone entering it.

With the dim light of the oil lamp, Bai Xiaosheng walked slowly forward, about two feet away, and there was no way out. He fumbled around, found the keyhole, inserted the keys printed one by one, and tried. Soon, a sound of slamming sounded on the side, and a stone door slowly opened. Jumped over the stone door, the tunnel tilted downwards, and after walking dozens of feet, another door blocked the way. He once again followed the way and opened the door, but it was an iron door.

After walking down dozens of feet, Bai Xiaosheng felt a sense of sultry. He knew that he had entered the bottom of West Lake. After passing the third door of the characteristic, there was no more portal. From a distance, he noticed a little light, and was close. He had already seen the dungeon in front. He reached out to light the oil lamp on the wall, and the light shot into it through the square hole about a square in the iron door.

"Who?" Then, a low shout was heard, and the heavy sound was very clear.

Bai Xiaosheng laughed and laughed out loud, which made Ren Woxing furious and shouted: "You are not Hei Baizi, who are you? You were sent by the traitor Dongfang Bubai."

"Haha..." Bai Xiaosheng laughed even more happily. As his laughter, his body shrank a little. After a little under his feet, he drilled into the iron prison directly from the hole about a foot.

Ren Woxing widened his eyes, his head full of white hair and windless dancing. He watched Bai Xiaosheng grow up little by little, becoming an ordinary person, and laughed: "Bone shrinkage... I didn't expect that there are anyone in the world who understands such a magical method. OK, that's great!"

"Hmph!" Bai Xiaosheng looked at Ren Woxing calmly, moved his hands and said slowly: "Ren Woxing, I had no intention of coming to find you, but it's a pity that I have a friend involved in your affairs. In order not to cause trouble for him, I decided to kill you."

What he said was natural, Ren Woxing was very happy: "Kill me? Just you guy? Overestimate yourself!" Ren Woxing rose up, and he moved the iron chains on his body, making a rustling sound.

Bai Xiaosheng looked at Ren Woxing coldly, and pointed out with his hands. The invisible sword energy shot, quietly giving people endless chills. Ren Woxing was shocked, and his body turned halfway, raised his hands, and the iron chain that locked him was pulled in front of him, and it kept ringing. With a tingling sound, the sword energy hit the iron chain, leaving a dim mark, and Ren Woxing fell on the iron bed again.

Ren Woxing looked at Bai Xiaosheng in surprise and shouted: "Okay, okay, okay. I didn't expect that you had such cultivation at such a young age. Today, there are not many people who can compare with you." He looked serious and more serious. This sword energy attack was enough to let him see Bai Xiaosheng's sword skills and internal skills. "Boy, take me a palm!"

He raised his palm and slashed straight, and the palm force penetrated into the air, making a buzzing sound. His palm was a strong palm technique that was both offensive and defense-oriented.

With less palm power, Bai Xiaosheng's clothes were blown up. He raised his eyelids, took a lazy look, and slowly raised his left hand. With a snap, the palm power of the two people hit each other, as if there was a suction force, which firmly stuck the palms of their hands together.

Ren Woxing grinned and roared: "Star-absorbing**!"

Bai Xiaosheng was unmoved, and Ren Woxing's expression froze. His own star-sucking ** could not absorb his skills. "Ren Woxing, your star-sucking ** is far worse than the Beiming Divine Art. Go!" With a low shout, Bai Xiaosheng's palm power burst out, and the extremely cold palm power instantly broke through the obstacles of the two people and invaded Ren Woxing's body.

So cold! Ren Woxing shivered unconsciously, and took two steps back, holding his shoulders with both hands. He looked at Bai Xiaosheng, his body kept trembling, and said, "You, what... what palm technique are you?"

"This is my own creation, it cannot be considered a palm technique, it is just a method of using internal energy." Bai Xiaosheng explained, looking at Ren Woxing's skin that was already green, and sighed: "You are also a great man of a generation. Unfortunately, you are too bloodthirsty and have been imprisoned for another 12 years. Your heart is full of hostility. If you let you go out, there will be chaos in the world."

"Haha...haha... You're so ridiculous and ridiculous when you're a little shitty gentleman. You're really ridiculous and ridiculous." Ren Woxing's voice was weird, and his expression was very stiff.

Bai Xiaosheng shook his head and said, "Since you were imprisoned, the world has not been calm, but nothing is going on. Zuo Lengchan of the Songshan Sect has always wanted to merge the Five Mountains Sword Sect. He has good skills, but he is just a clown, which is not worth worrying. If I don't have to do it, someone will get rid of him at the Five Mountains Conference. The only thing that is a bit eye-catching is Dongfang Bubai. I also want to see who wins and who will lose when I and Dongfang Bubai are."

"Ha...ha..." Ren Woxing pointed at Bai Xiaosheng, and was breathless. The Yin power in him was very poisonous, and he was invaded into his body by Bai Xiaosheng in an instant. He eroded his internal organs and was powerless to turn the world back. Of course, if he obtained the Nine Yang Divine Power, he might be saved, but how could he be inside?

Looking at him lightly, Ren Woxing never said anything anymore. He was not young anymore. Bai Xiaosheng watched him fall slowly to the ground, looked at him stiff all over, and saw that he lost his breath. He gently touched his body, but felt that it was cold like ice. His body was frozen.

"Oh!" sighed with emotion, Bai Xiaosheng left here quietly, just like when he came, no one noticed it.

On the West Lake, Bai Xiaosheng looked at the boats around with a smile on his face and the flower boats around him. He listened to the sound of brightness in his ears. The unhappiness in his heart had already disappeared. Suddenly, there was a cheer and noisy in the crowd. He turned his head and saw a tall flower boat slowly coming. A woman standing on the bow of the boat, dressed up and waved to the crowd around him. From time to time, bursts of laughter were heard, making people blush.

Looking at this scene, Bai Xiaosheng laughed and said to the boatman: "Come on the flower boat."
Chapter completed!