Mo Wantang really didn't think that he would be so bad at the helm of the Chuzhou branch of the Chengtian Heaven and Earth Eradication Association, he originally thought that he could finally play a dog fight, a fox, a fake tiger, and a happy act, but it was only a few days, and he was chased into the alley from the green building by a man he didn't know at all in the middle of the night. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

On a cold day, the cold breath swished into the flesh, but Mo Wantang only had a thin strip of cloth torn off the quilt barely wrapped the vital parts between his waist and abdomen. Fortunately, Mo Wantang didn't have much time to care about his current state except for subconsciously clenching the strip of cloth in his hand, anyway, it was the middle of the night, as long as he escaped back to the rudder, he was still afraid of the assassin with a firewood stick in his hand as a knife?

Unfortunately, Mo Wantang overestimated himself and underestimated the assassin. It was to ask an assassin who could beat him, a man who had been practicing martial arts for 30 years, with a piece of firewood that he didn't know where to go, how could he let Mo Wantang return to his lair smoothly?

After turning three corners, he couldn't get six sticks on his buttocks, of course Mo Wantang didn't care that he was slapped like a child, but he didn't have a chance to turn in the direction of the helm hall three times in a row, and his shouting seemed to be heard by no one else at all, and the helmsman who was also a martial arts practitioner had begun to faintly feel the origin of this assassin.

Could it be that this person is that Zhang Yun? Mo Wantang mustered up great courage to dare to guess the identity of the other party, but unfortunately even so, he had no intention of looking back at the assassin's appearance.

How could it be Zhang Yun? Legend has it that the man made an extremely strong statement in the form of a fairy outside Zhang's mansion, how could it be possible to deal with such a small fish and shrimp like himself for such a long time?

No, the assassin's six blows were enough to slaughter me...... Fall?

Mo Wantang, who had been driven away like a mourning dog for half an hour, suddenly understood one thing, and at the same time discovered another. He figured out why his shouting seemed to be heard by no one else, why he was actually scurrying on the roofs between his movements, and why the other party's six sticks were getting lighter and lighter.

It's not that the other party can't catch up with him, everything comes from the intention of the two, but I'm afraid of an unimaginably huge gap in strength. Mo Wantang was frightened, and then quickly felt that his heart seemed to be a little cold. Then what he saw further aggravated the coolness, he saw the scenery outside Chuzhou City, and then the slightly cool heart was poured with a bucket of ice water, and it became cold.

"Is it fun to run?" The assassin who had been chasing after Mo Wantang silently suddenly spoke, startling the helmsman.

Mo Wantang didn't dare to speak, and he didn't know what he could say. He was just afraid that he would say something wrong, and then he would say goodbye to this flowery world forever because of this life that he had not lived long enough.

The Assassin seemed to understand the idea of the helmsman of the Chuzhou Division, but he did not bother him.

"I squatted on each of the four walls all night, and you don't know that you have to be careful not to show your hiding and have to be angry, but you also have to keep shuttling and walking, tsk, it's really uncomfortable. Although it is not a blind to be able to block you, it is really good to know the location of the rudder of the Tianyin Sect here thanks to your blessing. I'll ask you a question, and if you can answer it well, maybe I'll give you some benefits. ”

Before Mo Wantang, who was sweating like rain, had time to be happy, he heard something that he really never wanted to hear, at least not in this situation.

"I almost forgot to say that I am Zhang Yun. ”

The assassin, that is, Zhang Yun, gently patted Mo Wantang's already sweaty shoulder, and turned in front of him in a few steps. Zhang Yun, whose face was as calm as water, stared at Mo Wantang's eyes, and said slowly: "Liu Laosi, who killed it?"

Mo Wantang's mind had just turned the answers to countless questions, such as who was in the sect, who was in the city, what was the plan to ambush him Zhang Yun, and so on, but there was no one who Mo Wantang couldn't think of if he hadn't named him.

That person is Zhang Yun's eyeliner arranged in this Chuzhou City. Mo Wantang was finally very sure of this matter, but he didn't know how to answer.

The other party's question was too simple, but how should he Mo Wantang answer? Who killed him? Will he believe anyone else? Say it is those few masters in the sect who are enough to match him?

"I really didn't expect that one of my eyeliners was also worthy of the joint efforts of many masters crowded in this small Chuzhou city, and Liu Laosi died without a loss. But fourth, have you ever thought that you have stirred up all these forces and left me such a clue, don't you want me not to avenge you? But Yuanzhang's next best target is here, your enemy is also here, and you keep claiming that I am a benefactor. Is the benefactor so deserved?"

Zhang Yun raised his eyes and smiled a little embarrassedly.

"I'm sorry to say to myself. You don't have to think about it, how wasted your brains? More than a dozen people died in the Qinglou, there were prostitutes and women, I heard that you are the boss behind the scenes?" The smile on Zhang Yun's face seemed to Mo Wantang to be no different from the black and white impermanence from the Nine Secluded Underground Mansion, and he was still thinking about how to deal with this problem in a panic, and he realized that Zhang Yun was suddenly missing in front of him.

Mo Wantang's eyes suddenly darkened, and he realized that it was not Zhang Yun who was leaving, but that he was about to go to the Nine Shadows immediately.

Twisting Mo Wantang's head casually, Zhang Yun sighed slightly. Chuzhou City behind him is now a huge trap that can even be said to be clear, if there is even the slightest desire to play yin, why kill Liu Laosi?

I'm going to do it, for a lot of reasons. Zhang Yun looked at the city wall in the distance, and his face was as calm as water, revealing a solemn meaning.

"It's better to announce that I'm here first?" Zhang Yun frowned, raised his right foot and retracted it, and after repeating it several times, he finally gave up the way of stepping on the head of Chuzhou City.

Summoning the night fragrance, Zhang Yun went a few miles away, it was a vast jungle, where Liu Laosi had been guarding his arrival since he came to Chuzhou, and of course, there must be those who wanted to see him but were afraid to see him.

Just start there.

Zhang Yun lightly clamped the horse's belly, feeling the anger between the flow of the master's qi, Yexiang snorted twice, and Junmei's muscles suddenly burst out and then relaxed, and the huge energy generated during this period was extremely efficiently transformed into terrifying speed.

There was inky lightning in the night, but after the tea time, there seemed to be a breeze in the dense forest, and the blood rain flashed suddenly.

Forty-five corpses were enough to express Zhang Yun's anger, and the fly in the ointment was probably that no one could go to the city to report the news. Zhang Yun took out the things he asked Liu Laosi to bring and hide, a mask, a long umbrella mixed with gold, and a booklet accumulated over the years.