To the head of Sun Da, just like the elderly, we must respect and be polite. Although he is not a person who cares about small stomachs, he insists on this. After all, people have lived for a long time, and everyone is a junior.

Moreover, the source of all the exercises in the world comes from Sun Xiang. Sun Xiang doesn't care about this, but you can't use the things of Sun Da to slap Sun Da in the face. That's not true.

In short, this is a matter of principle.

Lu Jinglong was miserably defeated, and he never used his mastery. The so-called weak person refers to the weakness of the heart, even if he has a unique skill and does not dare to show his sword, it is a complete waste.

The city lord was captured, and the rest of the people in Wucheng looked at each other, not knowing whether to flee or fight. Today, it was originally several cities joining forces to arrest Pei Guang together.

Now Pei Guang is meditating on the spot, and several city lords are either defeated or injured, and they are no longer able to fight again. Although there were still so many people, no one thought that they could go through even one round under Sun Xiang's silver rain.

Sun Xiang's skills are overwhelming, but the matter is not resolved.

In the chaos, Peng Yuanzhi climbed to a high place and made the people of the four cities quiet. He usually had some prestige, but at this time, he really stopped the spread of panic.

Peng Yuanzhi walked up to Sun Xiang.

"Sir, you are superior in force, and we are willing to bow down to the five cities with one sword. He bowed his hand to compliment first, and then changed his words, "You said that it was the people of Wucheng who controlled the demons to kill people and steal goods, and you can trust Mr., but you also ask Mr. to provide tangible evidence." Otherwise, we would not be able to convict Lu Jinglong. ”

Sun Xiang's strength is superb, he can beat everyone present, and no one dares to believe what he said.

Peng Yuanzhi was not questioning Sun Xiang, but considering the aftermath. It is certainly a pleasure to kill Lu Jinglong with one knife, but I want to find out what is going on, how many people are involved, and where the demons come from. This is not a question that can be solved by force. This is a delicate job, and it even requires Sun Xiang's good cooperation.

The head of Sun Da is naturally not an unreasonable person, and leaving Lu Jinglong's dog life is exactly this intention. It's just that he just wanted to speak, but suddenly frowned, turned around in surprise, and looked in the direction of the northwest of Wucheng.

There, it was the secret stronghold where he and Jiang Ping escaped, Liu Kuo, who should still be there to investigate at this time.

"It's broken!" Sun Xiang muttered.

"What?"

Peng Yuanzhi was inexplicable, and he didn't know what Sun Xiang was talking about. He followed Sun Xiang's gaze to the northwest, where the night was quiet. Because of the lack of electricity, the night in Wucheng is no different from other cities.

But for a moment, in the dark night, Peng Yuanzhi seemed to see a shadow that was darker than the night, rising from the ground.

He thought he was dazzled, but the next second, a high-pitched, scalp-tingling insect chirp tore through the silent night sky.

Immediately after, the demonic aura that rushed to the sky came to his face.

Wucheng, a demon will be born!

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Time rewinds a little, and when Sun Xiang and Jiang Ping have a clever plan to get out of Lingsumu's prison, Liu Kuo decides to stay and investigate.

Several people knew that Wucheng's side was definitely prepared, and even vaguely speculated that the city lord Lu Jinglong planned to turn against the guest and arrest those in the know, including Pei Guang. At this time, the top priority is to inform their own men and horses to get ready, but Liu Kuo and Jiang Ping are not brave and unscrupulous.

They even thought that if they could hold the evidence of Wucheng's collusion with demons to kill people and steal goods at this time, then they would definitely be able to gain the upper hand in future confrontations.

The stronghold where they are being held definitely holds more secrets than the prison of Lingsumu Wood. Now that the defense forces have been emptied, and the three blue clothes who remained behind have all been killed, it is a good time to search.

Liu Kuo has Lu Huaan's access control card in his hand, this is Lu Jinglong's right-hand man, and the authority of this card is quite high.

After Sun Xiang and the others left, Liu Kuo opened the door with an access card and searched one by one. But most of it is a place to live, but the furnishings and supplies are quite luxurious. Liu Kuo even found a refrigerator in the back kitchen with a cold can of beer.

After troubled times, such enjoyment is rare. Although the cultivator organization also supplies some alcohol, it is all inferior home-brewed sweet potato wine, and while drinking it, you have to spit out the dregs.

Liu Kuo opened a can of beer and tasted two sips, which tasted good. Look at the date, it's a recent production, it seems to be a high-end product produced in the capital, and you need to redeem credits.

At his feet, a large number of slaughtered cattle and sheep were piled up. Layer by layer were stacked neatly, and some were still bubbling with fresh blood. There are also several large hot pots on the board, smelling the fragrance of the base, Liu Kuo's mouth is dripping.

This is beer, hot pot and shabu-shabu, which seemed to be commonplace before the troubled times. But now it's a big deal. You know, most of the civilians outside only have bread to eat.

It seems that this is also the place where Lu Jinglong envelops his subordinates, after all, what he does is not good, if his subordinates are not strict, there will be trouble.

After searching most of the living quarters, Liu Kuocai found two warehouses in the depths of the stronghold. When he opened it, he was dazzled by the sight of a whole half of the room's alborse.

In the other storeroom, there was a lot of Ugin piled up. There are also a number of other types of metal spiritual materials.

Mountain copper is a specialty of Xinhe, and Ugin comes from Jingcheng, so much of it seems that Yao Song and others robbed it. It's just that for some reason, I don't know why I haven't seen spiritual materials such as moire cloth and Jicao, and there are only metal spiritual materials produced in the surrounding area.

Maybe there's another place to store it.

The metal ingots are stacked neatly and numbered. There was an account book hanging on the side, Liu Kuo opened it and looked at it, there was a record of the number of strokes, but the words in front of it were written in secret language, "big king", "little king", "one pair 2", I don't know what it means.

This ledger may be useful, Liu Kuo stuffed it into his arms. As for the warehouse full of priceless spiritual materials, he really wanted to collect them all.

But it's working time, and he's no longer a thief.

The entire stronghold was searched, and the only valuable ones were an incomprehensible ledger and two storehouses of spiritual materials. But Liu Kuo faintly felt that this stronghold was definitely not as simple as it seemed.

It seemed that some detail had been left out by himself, and he carefully recalled. Mountain copper, Ujin, account book, refrigerator, beer, hot pot, beef and mutton...... Wrong.

Liu Kuo finally thought of where the sense of disobedience came from.

He went back to the kitchen, beer, hot pot and fresh beef and mutton, everything seemed normal.

However, there is too much meat here!

The carrying capacity of this stronghold should not exceed fifteen people. But there are small half-rooms of fresh beef and mutton piled up here.

More than a dozen people can't eat so much fresh meat, and even if they want to freeze it, Liu Kuo doesn't find a large enough cold storage.

For whom did you feed all this meat?

Liu Kuo lay on the floor and took a closer look. When it comes to transporting food from the back of the kitchen, there are usually only a few fixed routes. Because the cart or stepping on it for a long time will leave a slight mark on the floor.

He found a few traces on the ground, most of which disappeared into the restaurant. But one of them disappeared under the wall of a staircase.

Liu Kuo groped carefully, and finally touched an area with different touches on the wall painted with latex paint. He thought for a moment and leaned the access card up.

With a ding, the wall slowly rose.