Nine bends and eighteen bends, on the bank of the Canglan River.

Forests are thick, grass is abundant, and a long river runs through the Qilian Mountains, seemingly rushing to the end of heaven and earth.

It was the end of winter, the weather was gradually getting warmer, and the most bitter season had passed.

Niushou Village.

This village, which had originally become a dead village, was a little lively at this time, because the Black Scale Army from Xiling County and settled in Linshan County was investigating the case of "Niushou Village being slaughtered" here.

The small village was tightly surrounded by these black-scaled troops, and the water could not be drained, let alone people, not even a fly could fly in.

At the edge of the stone well at the entrance of the village, there were two powerful and majestic black-scaled army sentries dressed in standard unicorn black armor and wearing black sheathed long knives at their waists.

The slightly darkened sergeant on the left looked up at the somewhat gloomy sky, sighed, and said in a low voice: "It's been more than a month, and I haven't found any results, and I don't know how long the boss will stay in this place......"

When the sergeant of the Black Scale Army, who had a scar on his right face, heard this, he first looked around, and after finding that there was no one, he leaned over and whispered: "Wang Yuan, do you think that the boss seems to have changed into a different person...... Somewhat apathetic. ”

Wang Yuan thought for a while and said thoughtfully: "Well, not only you, I also feel this way." ”

"In the past, when the boss saw us, he always had a smile on his face, and there was no trace of arrogance at all. Well, now, he doesn't laugh. ”

"Where did this begin?"

Sergeant Scar touched his chin and recalled: "The problem seems to be in the thatched courtyard at the west end of the village, I remember that when we first came here to investigate the case, the boss repeatedly ordered us not to approach the thatched courtyard and the west wing of the Li Huai house in Niushou Village. ”

"But a few days ago, I heard Captain Zhao say that the boss seemed to go to the thatched courtyard alone, and went down to the cellar of the thatched courtyard. Oh, Captain Zhao also said that the boss seems to want to subdue some ...... "Shadow Nightmare". I don't know what this "Shadow Nightmare" is?"

After that day, the boss seemed to have changed, he became less talkative, and people stopped laughing. And it's not just the boss, Captain Zhao seems to have been infected by the boss. Captain Zhao Qianfu is my fellow villager, has a good relationship with me, and took good care of me in the past, you know this. But the day before yesterday, when I went to look for him on duty, he actually looked like ...... You don't know me anymore, you look like you're doing business, can you believe this?"

Just as the two were having a good time, a cold voice suddenly came from behind them.

"What are you discussing?"

As soon as this voice sounded, the two people who were talking immediately shut up and stood upright, looking like they were not squinting.

In a moment, the owner of the voice appeared in front of the two of them, a burly man wearing a cyan robe and a big waist and a round waist.

"Lord Zhao. ”

"Lord Zhao. ”

Seeing the visitor, Wang Yuan and the two hurriedly bowed down and said hello.

The burly man gave birth to a pair of rough lying silkworm eyebrows, but unfortunately, the cold look on his face that did not match his appearance seriously damaged the heroic spirit born from this pair of lying silkworm eyebrows.

"You," the burly man pointed at Wang Yuan with an expressionless face, "Captain Jia has something to order, so you should go to his tent quickly." ”

For this strange order, although Wang Yuan was a little surprised, but he did not dare to disobey, he respectfully said "yes", and then walked towards Niushou Village.

After Wang Yuan left, the burly man pointed at the scar-faced sergeant again, and his voice was cold: "You, follow me." ”

Seeing that there was no one around, the scar-faced sergeant hurriedly stepped forward and said affectionately: "Hehe, Brother Zhao, I knew you would find it, it was the day before yesterday......

"...... the day before yesterday?" the burly man turned his head and glanced at the scar-faced sergeant with a strange expression.

There are many emotions revealed at this glance, pity, longing, greed.

......

At the other end of the village, in a white tent on the ford.

"Shhh...... Why is it so cold?"

For some reason, as soon as he approached the white tent, Wang Yuan felt that his body was very cold, and he felt like falling into an ice cave.

After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and walked in, and said respectfully, "My lord, do you have something to look for me?"

In the tent, a middle-aged man in a white unicorn suit turned around slowly and stiffly, the man's face was white and beardless, and he had a good skin.

Seeing Wang Yuan walk into the camp, the middle-aged man seemed to be very happy, and he reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a hint of ...... An eerie smirk.

Of course, the middle-aged man didn't realize how crazy he was laughing, and he said kindly: "Here, come and sit." ”

"No, no," Wang Yuan shuddered, and subconsciously refused, "Little pawn...... The pawn still has military affairs and cannot leave his post without permission. ”

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he always feels that the middle-aged man in front of him looks at him as if he is looking at a fresh meal...... Food, this strange illusion made him can't help but want to stay away from this middle-aged man, away from this handsome white tent that is colder than an ice cellar.

"Eh," the middle-aged man walked slowly over with a silver bottle in his hand, "The people take food as the sky, even if they have military affairs, they can't afford not to eat." ”

"Dinner?" Wang Yuan looked surprised, "It's not yet time to eat." ”

The middle-aged man grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth: "But I'm hungry!"

"Your ......, my lord"

At this point, there was no sound in the tent.

The two guards outside the tent appeared silently behind Wang Yuan at some point, both of them expressionless, their eyes glazed, their movements slow and stiff like puppets.

After a while, there was a tooth-aching chewing sound in the big tent, like a beast gnawing at broken bones, and people shuddered to hear it.

......

......

At the same time, the western suburbs of Linshan City.

On the majestic ancient city wall, a slightly thin male figure quietly appeared at the foot of the city wall.

It was a young man who looked to be in his early twenties, the man was dressed in a thin white cloud brocade robe, and his face was extraordinarily handsome.

Strangely enough, there were many pedestrians coming and going outside the city gates, but none of them seemed to see the young man, as if he did not exist.

The young man stood outside the city and watched for a moment, before the figure disappeared into thin air again.

Soon after.

At the foot of the Old Temple Mountain.

"Oh, it turned out to be the little guy of the Bai family," the young man glanced at Zhao Tai in front of him lightly, "Zifeng's body was found in this mountain?"

Zhao Tai bowed slightly and said respectfully: "I've seen Lin Lao." ”

As he spoke, he took out a white mountain and river fan from his arms and handed it to the young man in front of him with a painful face.

To be honest, he was very reluctant to send out the spirit weapon that had already arrived, but there was no way, it was bound to be strong, and the young man in front of him didn't seem to be much older than him, but it was real, from the Lin family's Spirit Refining Realm Spirit Clan.

If he wants to covet his children's things in front of other people's God Refining Realm bosses, he doesn't have the courage to do so.

Speaking of which, Zhao Tai was also unlucky enough, and the "Soul Lotus" that he had worked so hard to get was used by him to save Zhao Ting's life, and there was not even a petal left.

The spoils obtained after the life-and-death fight with the second-order "unknown" old yellow skin, the spirit soldier "Mountain and River Fan", can only be returned now, which is really a bamboo basket for nothing.

But he really can't help it, after all, his two brothers have offended a third-order "unknown", if he doesn't report the news and attract the people of the Lin family to intervene in this matter, I'm afraid that the two brothers will have to worry about their lives sooner or later.

The juniors can't be sure whether the corpse is Lin Zifeng or not, but this "mountain and river fan" is the one that the juniors found from the corpse. ”

The young man didn't reach out to pick up the "Mountain and River Fan" in his hand, but just glanced at it casually and said, "This is indeed Zifeng's spirit soldier." ”

"You don't have to give it back to me, it's just a first-order spirit soldier, just as you have traveled thousands of miles to report the news. ”

Zhao Tai was immediately overjoyed when he heard this, and quickly put the fan into his arms, as if he was afraid that the young man would regret it.

"Lead the way, show me there. ”

"Yes. ”

......

Half an hour later.

Old Temple Mountain.

Under the cliff.

Looking at the huge snake-shaped crack in the center of the valley bottom, the young man frowned slightly, and said in a flat tone: "A golden-eyed sharp-snouted pit that has cultivated to the depths of the third order, hmm...... There was also a haunted mist vine growing here. ”

"It seems that this sharp-nosed pit is trying to break through to the fourth order with the help of the "Ghost Mist Vine", if it is given some more time, I am afraid that there will be one more terrifying poisonous worm in the world. ”

Zhao Tai on the side heard the young man muttering to himself, and cold sweat suddenly dripped down his forehead.

"Ominous" in the depths of the third order!

Fortunately, when he and Zhao Ting came to this valley to "pick up leaks", this monster was not there, otherwise, the result can be imagined.

The two of them faced monsters of this level, and there was only one end, that is, they were killed in seconds.

After a pause, the young man's tone became cold, as if he was talking to Zhao Tai, and as if he was talking to himself.

"Kill my Lin family's children, hum!"

"You don't have a chance to turn into a Jiao!"