Mu Feng didn't rush to explain the situation to Lin Yao first, but asked Huangfu Yi: "Brother Huangfu, have you decided?"

"Alright. Huang Fuyi's face was calm.

When he first arrived in Jinguancheng, when he walked to the bank of the Fu River, looking at the surging Fu River, he felt faintly uneasy in his heart, as if a catastrophe was about to befall him, and he even inexplicably gave birth to a long-lost fear. And now he somewhat understands the reason why he felt uneasy and fearful at that time, and he has adjusted his mentality, ready to face what will happen next.

"What about Wushuang, aren't you worried about this child?" Mu Feng reminded Huang Fuyi that after he died in battle with himself, Wushuang, who had been taken care of by him, was without him, what should he do?

"Don't worry, he's definitely not going to go. Huang Fuyi can fully imagine that if Wushuang can't wait for himself and the Taoist priests in the hotel in the outer ring of the east of the city after half a day, he will definitely not give up, as long as the war starts on the Jinjiang River, Wushuang will definitely come over to join in the fun: "And although it is for him, it does take a long time, and he does not dare to swagger, dare not cause trouble, for fear of being noticed by the Lich Clan." The old coward, who has been called by him with disgust for so long, should also do something uncowardly, and let him recognize me once. ”

"In that case, let's hurry up!" Mu Feng turned to those Lin Yao and said, "Brother Huangfu Yi will fight against the lich with us. We were spotted by the Lich Clan on the bridge over the Fu River, and it won't be long before the Lich Clan launches a sweep, so in order to be caught off guard by them, we must now hurry up and inform the others and gather together to fight against the Lich Clan. ”

"Good. After listening to this, Lin Yao also knew the urgency of the matter, and did not hesitate much, and at the same time knew that Huangfu Yi was also ready to fight against the Lich Clan with them and even die in battle, and he couldn't help but feel admiration in his heart, but the situation at this time did not allow too many words to express, so he simply made a bow and said, "Mr. Huangfu, hard work." ”

The three of them once again took off to resist the wind and headed south along the Fu River to find the next Taoist priest.

The Geumgang River, beside a secluded riverbank. It is said to be hidden, but in fact, the nearby area is relatively less prosperous, and there are still sparse pedestrians on the streets on both sides.

Three men in black trench coats, each carrying the corpse of a companion who was also wearing a black trench coat on their backs. Needless to say, these black-clothed people were all eyeliners of the Lich Clan who ambushed Huangfu Yi and others in the alley not long ago, and at this moment they were returning to the clan with the corpses of their three companions, and reported to the clan lords that there was an enemy infiltrating the city.

The weather was quite cold, and the passers-by who passed not far from them were just taking care of their tightly wrapped cotton clothes and rushing to their own roads, and no one noticed here.

The three men in black carried the corpses of their companions on their backs, and were about to use the secret method of throwing rocks and turning the moon to dive to the bottom of the river, but the surface of the Jinjiang River in front of them suddenly burst into a large splash, followed by a series of splashes. Several swift figures flew up with the exploding water and landed steadily on the shore.

To be precise, there were actually eight figures flying up from the water. An old man in a gray robe, a young man covered in tattered clothes stained with blood, and a transparent hole in his chest, six tall corpses dressed in the iron clothes of the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty.

"Wu Ran Protector!" "Lord Wu Zong!"

The three men in black recognized two of the eight figures jumping on the shore, and at the same time bent their knees and bowed.

From the bottom of the water came Wu Ran Wu Zong and the six corpses.

Three days ago, Wu Ran used a copper bell to wake up the corpses that had been kept in the coffin for hundreds of years, and they were about to come out of the small cave, but they were stopped by the great protector Wu Li halfway, borrowed the six corpses, and with the help of the corpse qi of the six corpses, he rescued the seriously injured and dying Wu Zong, but he also became a half-dead and half-alive walking corpse. After doing this, three days and three nights have passed. Wu Li returned the six-headed corpse leader to Wu Ran, and asked Wu Zong to follow Wu Ran out, preparing to make a big deal and fight the vanguard first.

At this time, the two of them and the six-headed corpse leader had just come out, and they happened to meet three people carrying the corpses of their companions on their backs and were about to return to the eyes of the clan.

"What's going on?" Wu Ran noticed the corpses on their backs.

The three men in black didn't dare to hide it, so they made the ins and outs of the matter clear.

After hearing this, Wu Zong said unhappily: "What a bunch of fools! They actually rashly acted without knowing the identity of the other party, and didn't know that they were just second-grade witches? ”

"This matter is indeed a poor handling by subordinates. Be willing to be punished by the adults. A man in black knelt on the ground, and after confessing his guilt, he was a little unwilling, so he explained: "It's just that we saw the red-haired man's skills running through the alley, and we can see that he is only the strength of a second-rank wizard." Therefore, we mistakenly believe that several people on the other side have this level of strength, which leads to the failure of the operation. ”

The man in black kneeling next to him was also a little angry, and he and the others took the risk to surround those people, and they were also killed by three companions, but they were still to blame at this time: "My lord, I am also thinking about the major affairs of the clan, and I just want to solve the trouble as soon as possible." It was only a miscalculation of the enemy's strength that led to the failure of the operation. ”

"Then you mean, I'm not right when I say you idiots?" Wu Zong's tone was colder than his body that had lost its temperature.

The black-clothed man kneeling on the ground felt the murderous intent in Wu Zong's tone, and he was shocked, and after saying that he didn't dare, he insisted again: "The strength of the two old men among the five people is indeed strong, and we have made sufficient preparations, but we only attacked after occupying the most advantageous position, trapping them in a narrow alley, and using a strong crossbow to widen the distance. Even so, we were still forced to break through the exit, and during the whole process, they had no intention of backing back and retreating the way we came. ”

"That's right, they're strong and they're certainly very experienced in combat. Our manpower in ambush on the retreat simply did not come in handy. The man in black next to him added: "The subordinates are clumsy, but they still think that with their strength that we have observed with our own eyes, even if the three-rank sorcerers in the clan make a move, we can't keep them." ”

After hearing this, Wu Ran and Wu Zongcai glanced at each other with a slight change in their faces, both of them said in their hearts, when did such a master come to this Jinguan City?

"Where did those people flee after they broke out of your blockade?" Wu Ran asked.

"This. The man in black hesitated for a moment before he said, "My subordinates don't know." They are too strong, I dare not wait to catch up. ”

"And what about their identities, and how much do you know?"

"Judging from the fact that they made their moves, they should be monks and martial artists. The man in black replied uncertainly. All the people in the night world, whether they are martial artists, monks, cultivators and shamans, they practice different exercises, and the power in their bodies is also different, and when they attack, they give people different feelings, and even in the form of attacks. People who are professionally trained and assigned eyeliner are also more sensitive to this perception.

"Monks and martial artists who surpass the three-rank witches?" Wu Ran pondered for a moment, he couldn't let a master of this level lurk in Jinguan City, he had to find them: "Immediately notify the other eyeliners and let everyone take action." Even if you want to turn Jinguan City upside down, you have to find them out!"

"The manpower in the city is currently only enough to cope with the daily surveillance and vigilance, and in order to search the entire city in the shortest possible time, the rest of the clan's manpower must also be sent out to assist. "The man in black has already calculated the manpower needed to search the whole city.

"Then go quickly!" Wu Ran commanded.

"......" The man in black hesitated and did not get up.

"What else?"

"Do you need to bring out the other adults to deal with the enemies lurking in the city?"

"It's enough to have this seat and Wu Zong. Wu Ran said confidently, needless to say, his own strength, Wu Zong's current strength can also be equivalent to the Sanding Great Witch, and the six corpses behind him are also comparable to the strength of the real Second Ding Great Witch. With such a lineup, as long as it wasn't for the inn's Wu Xu with all the Tianzi Iron Guards, he wouldn't be able to cope with it

The three black-clothed men obeyed the order, then turned their heads and jumped off the Jinjiang River with the corpses of their companions on their backs, and returned to the clan.

Wu Ran looked at the splash in the Jinjiang River, and looked around, it was deserted, three or five pedestrians passed by here one after another, and occasionally one or two people looked curiously at this side, and saw the corpse standing at the water's edge, wearing an iron suit in the Ming Dynasty, standing there like a stake, and Wu Zong, who had a hole in his chest and was covered in blood, thought he was shooting TV here, but after scanning it twice, he didn't find the camera. After thinking of a series of strange things about Jinjiang that broke out in the online forum a few days ago, these curious people felt numb in their scalps and cold backs, and they didn't dare to stay any longer, so they hurriedly took a panicked footwork and left.

"Hmph. Wu Zong looked at the people who were scared away, and sneered: "Uncle Wu Ran, do you want to make some movement?"

"Whatever you want. Wu Ran has no opinion. The martial artists and monks who killed the three eyeliners not long ago had nothing to do with the inn, and if that was the case, then they shouldn't sit idly by and ignore the chaos here. Therefore, it is okay to let Wu Zong make a fuss.

Wu Zong showed a hideous smile, he has become a walking corpse, and he can no longer use the phoenix bird totem at present. However, he had another skill, but in a dozen seconds, his body was gradually covered with a faint gray mist-like corpse qi. The figure suddenly moved, and rushed towards a passer-by not far away.

Bite!

——？

Wu Zong, who was flying at high speed, only felt that the sky was spinning for a while, and then hurriedly adjusted his body and landed steadily on a street lamp pole on the side of the road.

It seemed that something very hard just now hit his forehead and bounced himself away.

The pedestrian, who had been the first target of his killing just a few seconds ago, did not receive any harm, and did not even realize that he had just turned around from the ghost gate, and walked away as usual unconsciously.

Wu Zong felt a liquid flowing down his forehead, covering his eyes and obstructing his vision, he raised his hand to wipe the liquid, and this time he saw an ancient long sword floating in the air at a distance from him.

"What a hard skull. A neutral man's voice slowly descended from above, standing firmly on top of the floating sword.

"Monk?" Wu Zong looked at the man who was on the sword and wearing a black suit.

"Poor Dao Yuqing Palace Yang Yu. The man stepped on the sword, his tone was natural, his expression was relaxed, but beads of sweat were secretly oozing from his palms—the sword just now was aimed at splitting the other party's skull. However, for some reason, the other party's skull was so hard that the sword only split a gap in his forehead.