In a short time, seven or eight police cars arrived, and almost all the police officers in the entire Huangjiang River rushed over.

The tragedy of the destruction of the ancient temple made this ancient city that had been silent for countless years suddenly commotion.

Pedestrians and tourists talked a lot, and several tourists who had seen the tragedy of the ancient temple were questioned by everyone.

The police soon cordoned off the entire mountain, and several tourists who first discovered the tragedy at the ancient temple were also found to assist in the investigation.

"Zhang Yang, do you think we should go and help?" Xia Xinyu glanced at Zhang Yang hesitantly, she still loved the profession of the police, and when she saw that the local police were busy, she couldn't help but want to go over to help.

Zhang Yang looked at the many policemen who were busy not far away, shook his head lightly at Xia Xinyu, and said in a low voice: "This matter is not something you can solve, the murderer is also dead, you don't have to worry about it." ”

Xia Xinyu's face changed, and she didn't say anything more.

Looking at the curious girls, Zhang Yang smiled and said, "I'll just say that this temple is nothing to look at, let's go somewhere else to play." ”

"Master, let's take a look again, and then talk about how to play with such a big case today." Liu Xiaoya couldn't help but poke her head and wanted to look more carefully.

Zhang Yang glanced at her funny, the ancient temple is a few hundred meters away from the foot of the mountain, what can this girl see.

Some tourists watching the excitement next to him are also discussing, it seems that the big case of dozens of people being killed has not been heard of for many years, and even if such a thing really happens, it will soon be blocked by the state organs. The last time the mad tiger ran away, he slaughtered the village, but that village was just a mountain village with few people, unlike this time it was actually a tragedy that happened in a tourist attraction.

After a while, the police officer who led the team hurriedly descended the mountain with a pale face and a few people, and just when he entered the temple, he couldn't help but almost vomit even if he had been a policeman for decades.

The murderer was so cruel that many of the bodies were split in half, and the ground was covered in visceral blood.

Huangjiang is just a small city, and there has not been a case of dead people for more than ten years, and this shocking bloody case has almost frightened these policemen who have not seen blood for a long time.

The lead police officer began to make phone calls, hurriedly saying something, it seemed that he had asked for support, and such a case was no longer something they could handle.

Zhang Yang saw that the girls were still watching, and couldn't help but say: "Let's go back, it's nothing to see now that it's all blocked." ”

The women nodded and left the foot of the mountain.

……

Huangjiang belongs to the generation of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and is adjacent to the southern province.

The public security department of Jiangsu and Zhejiang received a report from the person in charge of Huangjiang, and soon organized a large number of people to rush to Huangjiang, and the death toll of Guandi Temple was nearly 30!

Thirty people were brutally murdered, and this was the first time they had heard of such a murder!

At this time, the branch of the Martial Arts Society in Jiangsu and Zhejiang also had a scene unknown to outsiders.

"President, what shall we do now? Guandi Temple was slaughtered like this, this must be the hand of a warrior! A slightly stout middle-aged man said anxiously to the old man in the upper seat, his face a little pale and a little eager.

The old man looked like he was in his last years, and his cloudy eyes were a little confused. But if you look closely, you can see that behind the turbidity lies a terrifying edge!

After being silent for a long time, the old man slowly sighed: "This is all fate!" Back then, Guan Wusheng killed people like hemp, which made people angry! Now that the Guan family has been destroyed, it is all a heavenly cycle, but it's a pity that Emperor Guan's bloodline has been cut off! ”

The middle-aged man didn't care about this, he was concerned about the future of the Martial Arts Society, "President, Guan Wusheng has been dead for a long time, and the corpse has been rotten for I don't know how many years!" I'm not worried about this, but the two apprentices of Guan Wusheng back then! If they knew that the Guan family had been wiped out and turned to anger us, our Jiangsu, Zhejiang Martial Arts Society would be finished! ”

The old man's momentum suddenly changed greatly, and his eyes that had just become cloudy became extremely sharp!

"Humph! When Guan Wusheng was alive, he didn't dare to come to my martial arts academy to spread wild, could those two guys still dare to destroy my martial arts academy! ”

The middle-aged man's mouth is open, and he feels suffocated when he stands in front of the old man!

You must know that he is a strong man at the peak of Ming Jin's small success!

"President, did you break through?" The middle-aged man shouted in horror, the old man in front of him looked drooping and old, but he didn't expect to break through at the end of his life!

The old man sighed lightly, his eyes full of vicissitudes!

After eighty years of ups and downs, the people who were his contemporaries at that time were either long gone or had no news.

Only he has been silently guarding, thirty years ago, when Wang Zhongshan and others were not famous, he was a strong man on the famous side, and the strength of Ming Jin Dacheng shocked the north and south of the river.

Thirty years later, who still remembers the King of Zhennan who has been in the south of the Yangtze River for more than ten years!

"Thirty years! My Blue Martial Dragon has finally broken through! The old man sighed, he had been trapped in the Dacheng realm for thirty years, and he was finally consummated!

Although the middle-aged man had expected it, he couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard the old man's personal admission.

"President! Our Jiangsu and Zhejiang Martial Arts Society can finally raise our heads and hold our chests high, you don't know how we have come over the years......" The man couldn't help crying with joy as he spoke, they Jiangsu and Zhejiang have been forgotten in the Southern Martial Arts for many years, and they can only rely on him to support the scene.

Now their president has finally returned, and he has finally broken through!

The old man laughed, "Yu'er, I've suffered you all these years!" You go to Huangjiang to deal with this matter, but if anyone dares to have bad intentions, my Lan Wulong is not a soft persimmon! ”

Wu Chenyu was overjoyed, he was no longer rootless duckweed in Jiangsu and Zhejiang!

"President! Guan Wusheng has been missing for so many years, and his Guan family's bloodline has not appeared, it must have been ancient. Nine times out of ten, his Longhua Jing is still in the Guandi Temple, if we can find it, then you will have the hope of turning into a saint! ”

Lan Wulong laughed, "It's impossible to enter the sainthood, but if you can really find Long Huajing, you can be successful, and it's not impossible to achieve perfection!" ”

Wu Chenyu was overjoyed when he heard this, the president's meaning was that if he found Long Huajing, he would use it for himself, if he could really break through Dacheng or even consummation, then who would be the opponent of their Jiangsu and Zhejiang Martial Arts Society!

"Yes, President! I will definitely let them see the majesty of my Jiangsu, Zhejiang Martial Arts Society! After speaking, Wu Chenyu turned around and left, gathering people, this time he wanted to make a name for Jiangsu and Zhejiang in one fell swoop!

……

The sky, which had been clear in the morning, suddenly became gloomy, and people from all sides attacked the Huangjiang River.

Thirty years ago, Guan Wusheng suddenly disappeared, and the disciples under him also dispersed one after another, and no one has returned to Huangjiang so far.

Now that so much time has passed, the forgotten descendants of Emperor Guan are remembered again. The old people who have experienced the era of Guan Wusheng have speculated that if Guan Wusheng died back then, where would his Long Huajing be? Where is his blood-drinking Blue Dragon Glaive Knife?

The Huangjiang River, an ancient city that has stood for thousands of years, is particularly charming under the torrential rain.

Standing in front of the window, watching the heavy rain pouring outside, Zhang Yang stood for a long time.

His spiritual sense told him that the storm was really coming!

"What's wrong? It feels as if you're not happy. Tang Xiaolu gently hugged Zhang Yang from behind, her cheeks pressed tightly against Zhang Yang's sturdy back.

Zhang Yang shook his head, "No, I just don't like rainy days." ”

What he doesn't like is not the natural rain, but the rain of the rivers and lakes martial arts, which is the rain of blood!

Looking at the bored women continuing their card business on the side, Zhang Yang chuckled and said, "Why didn't you participate?" ”

Tang Xiaolu pouted and said, "I didn't come with them, they all bullied me." ”

Zhang Yang smiled bitterly, but he also understood the thoughts of the daughters, Tang Xiaohui was his nominal official girlfriend.

Seeing that the rain was getting heavier and heavier outside, Zhang Yang patted Tang Xiaolu and the two of them walking towards the happy girls.

"It looks like the rain won't stop for a few days, why don't we change places and have fun?"

Zhang Yang casually proposed, he felt that if he continued to stay in Huangjiang, there would be big trouble waiting for him, and the only way to leave here was to leave.

The women glanced at each other, and Tang Xiaolu was a little unwilling: "We've only been here for one day, and maybe the summer rain will stop later, or let's wait for two more days." ”

Zhang Yang nodded lightly and didn't speak again, although he was a little worried, but not afraid!

"Big villain, you come and play for me, they bully me!"

On top of Tang Xiaolu's position is Tang Xiaohui, this girl is now a small note on her face, looking at Zhang Yang with an aggrieved face, and pouting and coquettish.

Han Xuejiao patted the little girl's buttocks, and scolded with a smile: "You Sister Xuejiao, I have been releasing water for you, who made you too stupid!" ”

Zhang Yang smiled, and the gloomy mood just now suddenly became better.

"Okay, but we don't play stickers, whoever of us loses will kiss the winner, okay!" Zhang Yang smiled and looked at everyone and proposed.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Xia Xinyu looking at him with a smile, and Tang Xiaolu behind him also pinched himself fiercely, and then he remembered that Liu Xiaoya was also there.

I saw Liu Xiaoya on the other side with a flushed face, and she lowered her head and didn't dare to look at herself.

Zhang Yang laughed dryly, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I just said that I was joking, or I should return the sticker." ”

However, Han Xuejiao's eyes rolled, and she smiled coquettishly: "Why don't we still play undressing, what do you think?" ”

Zhang Yang smiled awkwardly, "If you don't come, I'll go next door to rest." ”

Tang Xiaolu pressed Zhang Yang, who was about to stand up, and snorted: "Just play, play, don't you just want to strip naked and seduce Zhang Yang, I will fulfill you!" ”

Han Xuejiao snorted lightly, glanced at Zhang Yang charmingly, and said coquettishly: "Look at how small your big house is, aren't we idle and having nothing to amuse, you see how bad she thinks of me." ”

At this moment, Liu Xiaoya's heartbeat on the opposite side suddenly accelerated, and she glanced at Zhang Yang expectantly, and soon lowered her head and didn't know what to think.

Xia Xinyu, who was watching from the sidelines, saw Liu Xiaoya's small movements, and couldn't help sighing in her heart.

glanced at Zhang Yang complicatedly, why didn't this man belong to her alone.

Thinking of the relationship between Han Xuejiao and Tang Xiaolu's best friend, and looking at herself again, the idea that had just risen in Xia Xinyu's heart was quickly extinguished by her.