Chapter - 464 Iron Spear In the Temple (12) (1/2)

”That's right,” Huang Rong said, ”What kind of poison is that?”

Ouyang Feng did not answer, he asked again, ”His body was twisted, he was rolling around on the ground, he suddenly possessed unusually great strength, is that right?”

”That's right,” Huang Rong said, ”This violent poison, I thought other than the Iron Palm Clan, nobody in the world can possibly have it.”

It was obvious that Huang Rong said that to provoke Ouyang Feng, and he knew it very well, but he still could not restrain from being agitated and angry, ”Do you think people call me the Old Poison for nothing?” He stomped his snake staff heavily on the ground and shouted, ”The snake on this staff bit him on his tongue, that's why there was no wound on his body, but he could not speak.”

Hearing this Ke Zhen'E felt warm blood bubbling up straight to his brain, he almost fainted several times. Huang Rong heard movement from behind the idol, she let out some coughs, trying to cover up the noise, and then slowly said, ”The Five Freaks of Jiangnan died under your hands, Ke Zhen'E who escaped does not have eyes to see, in the end nobody knew the real killer.”

Listening to her Ke Zhen'E's heart was stirred, ”She is saying that to remind me, telling me not to act rashly so that the two of us will not lose our lives and die without explanation.” He heard Ouyang Feng laugh dryly, ”How can that stinky blind man escape my palm? I deliberately let him go.”

”Ah, right,” Huang Rong said, ”You killed five people, and let him believe it was my father who killed them. He would go and publicize this matter, then rally the heroes of the world to attack my father.”

Ouyang Feng said with a smile, ”It was actually not my idea, but Kang'er's; isn't that right?” Yang Kang mumbled his reply.

Huang Rong said, ”It is truly a divine and marvelous strategy. My utmost admiration!”

Ouyang Feng said, ”You changed the topic; what made you think of me?”

Huang Rong replied, ”I thought Qiu Qianren and I fought at the southern road between Hunan and Hubei; even though it is possible for him to overtake us and arrive at the Peach Blossom Island ahead of us, it was actually very difficult with us riding the little red horse. I thought again about what Zhu Cong wrote at the back of the letter, he called everybody to stay on their guard. The last character was not finished, he only made three strokes: one horizontal line, one vertical, and another horizontal like a hook. It could be the start of 'east' ( 東 ) character, or it could be 'west' (西 ) character, couldn't it? If not 'Eastern Heretic' then it must be 'Western Poison'. I have thought about this on the Peach Blossom Island; but there are some details I do not understand yet.”

Ouyang Feng sighed, ”I thought I have done everything flawlessly, who would have thought there are so many trails I left behind. That dirty scholar was so quick, I did not even see him moving his pen to write anything.”

”He was known as the Magic Hand Scholar,” Huang Rong said, ”Naturally he would not let you see whatever he was doing. I pondered deeply over the character 'ten' (十 ) Nan Xiren wrote; I wonder what could it be? It was because I thought this Xiao Wangye's [young prince, lit. young master king] martial art skill is so low that definitely he did not have the ability to kill the Five Freaks of Jiangnan in one stroke, therefore, I have never suspected him.”

”Humph,” Yang Kang snorted.