At the same time, Zizhuyuan, which was a hundred meters away from the City Lord's Mansion, ushered in a dignified and powerful figure.

This person was wearing a purple and red official uniform, walking like the wind, and the wide official uniform was clinging to his nine-foot body in the wind, looking more powerful and majestic.

When he passed through the corridor and walked to the door of the hall, the steward who was already waiting outside the door was about to salute in a hurry.

He waved his hand, walked straight into the hall and sat down, and said to the steward who followed him, "Where is my uncle now?" ”

The steward looked embarrassed, made a mockery, and said in a slur manner: "Qiqi City Lord, not long ago, a disciple of the Powerful Sect offered a woman, and at this time, the ink medicine master was probably still in the room......"

The steward didn't continue, but Mo Qianqiu, the lord of Hanxiao City, already understood what he wanted to express: "It's so old, it's really a little bit old." ”

At this time, there was already a maid bringing hot tea, and Mo Qianqiu took it and drank it all and put it on the table.

While the maid was pouring tea, an old man in civilian clothes walked into the hall.

"Good boy, speak ill of me behind my back again!" the old man walked to the main chair and sat down, and the maid had already handed over a cup of hot tea.

The old man was the horse-faced old man who was with Li Xiuwen and the others at the previous auction, the uncle of the city lord Mo Qianqiu, Mo Qian.

After he sat down, Mo Qianqiu smiled and said: "How dare my nephew say bad things about my uncle, I mean that my uncle should be strong and strong, which really makes my nephew admire!"

Mo Qian ignored the sycophants of the lord of the synagogue and beckoned to the steward: "You go to my room and carry the woman's body out." ”

After the steward was ordered to retreat, Mo Qianqiu asked, "What kind of medicine did my uncle try this time?"

He was accustomed to the woman's death.

While his uncle likes to do things like clouds and rain, he tests drugs on women, and so far none of them have been able to leave his uncle's bed alive.

"It's just that I fed her a dose of a new batch of Hehuan San, how do I know that the medicine is strong, and she bleed to death halfway. Mo Qian waved his hand: "Don't mention this matter, why are you in a hurry to see me this time?"

Mo Qianqiu waved his hand and ordered the maid to retreat and close the door, leaving only his uncle and nephew in the hall, and then said, "You haven't heard the news circulating in the city, right? Those sailors of the City God Temple are spreading rumors everywhere, and now the news that the caravan is from the Southern Continent and is related to us is circulating in the market. ”

Mo Gan took a sip of the teacup and said, "You know better than anyone else whether it is a rumor or not, and it is not us, it is you, and this matter has nothing to do with me." ”

He continued: "As early as when those southern barbarians contacted you, I reminded you that there is no impermeable wall in the world, and the hatred between the north and the south has long been deep-rooted.

"Uncle, since the incident has happened, what's the use of you saying this?" Mo Qianqiu said helplessly: "For now, I'll help me think of a way!"

Mo Qian put the teacup back on the table with a dark face, and said: "If those sailors had seen your layout clearly from the beginning, they would not have waited until now to make trouble, and someone must have instigated them behind them." ”

With a fierce look in his eyes, he said in a deep voice: "Since the matter is out of your control, then kill the sailors who spread the news as soon as possible, find out the mastermind behind it, and completely clean up the remnants of the caravan throughout the city." ”

Mo Qianqiu nodded when he heard this: "What my uncle said coincides with my nephew, I have already sent someone to clear the sailors, but it is a little difficult to find out the mastermind behind the scenes and sweep away the remnants of the caravan." ”

He frowned and said, "Since the person sent to the City God Temple to keep an eye on was killed, I have sensed that something is wrong, and I have sent more people, but no suspicious person has been found so far. ”

He continued thoughtfully: "If it weren't for the remnants of the caravan survivors behind the scenes, all I could think of was the mysterious person who negotiated terms with me on behalf of the Song clan in the first place.

I can be sure that he is in the city now, but I can't find him. ”

Mo Qian said: "Temporarily seal the city gate, check the household registration, as for those foreign spirits who participate in the fair, as long as they are from the Northern Continent, they will be well documented." ”

He looked at Mo Qianqiu and continued, "As the lord of a city, these rights must be there, right?"

Mo Qianqiu frowned and pondered for a moment, but he didn't find a better way, so he said: "According to what my uncle said, but when it comes to foreign spirits, it is a little difficult to do.

If all forces are mobilized to conduct an investigation, it will take as little as three or five days to as long as seven or eight days, and there should be results. However, after the fair is over, many spirits will set off, and even I will not be able to continue to block the gates and prevent them from leaving. ”

"Then do it as soon as possible!" Mo Qian said, "I will stay for a few days, if you don't have enough manpower, I can send the sect disciples who are traveling with you this time to help you." ”

"That's very good!" Mo Qianqiu said: "If there is uncle to help, we will investigate and secretly visit, and we will definitely find out the mastermind behind the scenes and break the corpse into pieces!"

Murderous intent burst out in Mo Qianqiu's eyes.

Since someone instructed the sailors to make things all over the city, then it is no wonder that he was ruthless.

The matter of fornication with Nanlu reached the imperial capital, and if it was confirmed, his life was in danger.

Dogs are in a hurry and jump off the wall, let alone people?

......

Far away at the Tongfu Inn, Ba Fenghan had no idea of the murderous plan brewing in Hanxiao City.

After he and Cheng Xue returned to the guest room, they closed the doors and windows, took out dozens of hidden gas stones from the storage ring and stacked them on the table, and then shattered them all.

The gray mist contained in it filled the entire room in a short period of time.

Previously, when he was at the fair, after all, there was only one hidden gas stone that produced a gray mist, and most of his attention was on the venue, so he couldn't see the clues. At this time, as the gray mist increased, Bafeng Han began to notice that wisps of gray mist were slowly entering his body through his skin.

The final destination is naturally absorbed by Xuezang.

The time of a stick of incense passed, and the gray fog in the room was already very thin, and at this time, Xue Zang sent a consciousness to him.

Despite the lack of words, Ba Fenghan could feel the intense longing in his consciousness.

He immediately took out more Hidden Stones and shattered them, releasing a large amount of gray mist.

The gray mist is so thick that you can't see your fingers.

As Xuezang absorbed more and more gray mist, the speed gradually increased.

After several hours of this cycle, the powerful suction force formed a large vortex above his head, pulling the surrounding gray mist into his body.

Ba Feng sat cross-legged on the bed, letting Xue Zang greedily devour him until late at night.

When the gray mist in the house was swallowed up again, Xue Zang stopped ingesting the gray mist, and Bai Fenghan opened his eyes.

One of his spiritual senses reached into the ring, and most of the hidden gas stones had been consumed.

"I need time to refine, and in the meantime I'll fall into a deep slumber that won't be able to protect you. Xue Zang's voice was not as tired as before, although it was not completely refined, the gray mist had brought it great benefits: "I passed on a secret technique to you, which can temporarily activate the power sealed in your body, but this technique kills a thousand enemies and self-damage eight hundred, it is best not to use it lightly when your life is at stake." ”

Ba Fenghan responded with a heartfelt voice.

When he signed the blood contract with him, in exchange, Xue Zang had given him a cold power of ice spirit, and now he was sealed in his aura sea, and as the realm improved, the seal was unlocked layer by layer.

It's just that its power is too powerful, once it is all released, Yi Feng Han's current cultivation will definitely die because he can't withstand the explosion.

The sea of aura is a place for the spirit to absorb the aura, transform and store the spiritual power, which is similar to the martial dantian, all in the lower abdomen. It's just that the cultivation is different, and the dantian and the sea of aura are formed respectively.

After Xue Zang taught the secret, he asked, "Remember?"

Ba Fenghan closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, repeating the secret technique.

After Xue Zang confirmed that it was correct, a voice sounded in his heart: "Unless you have to, don't use secret techniques, you are careful and cherish while I am sleeping." ”

As the sound fell, Xue Zang fell into a deep sleep.

Ba Fenghan stepped out of the bed and pushed open the window.

At this time, the sky was already dark, the lights of thousands of homes were missing from the window, and a new day was about to begin.