"Pap~Pap~" Ji Zhentian clapped his hands a few times, laughed lightly, and said: "Lord Wu is so courageous, Ji deeply admires it, wait and see." Xiao Yao and Wu Junyi left the Wang family's old mansion, and before they separated, the two had already discussed countermeasures, and they only waited for tomorrow night to act according to the plan.

The next evening, it was overcast and the sky was drizzling. The gate of the government office was open, and a pair of government messengers rushed out of the government and ran in different directions. Around the corner, two men dressed as market vendors watched the officers and soldiers leave, their falcon-like eyes glanced at each other, and turned to leave.

In the secret room of the Wang family's old mansion, Ji Zhentian listened to the report of his subordinates and ordered: "Chen'er, don't go tonight, stay here and wait for news." As a father, I was a little uneasy, and I always felt that things were a little strange. ”

"Dad, don't worry about it, after tonight, Qinglong County will return to our hands, so that the old thief will die without a place to be buried!" Ji Chen has been looking forward to this moment for a long time, especially because of his father's inexplicable worries, he stayed here and waited for news.

Hearing this, Ji Zhentian sighed lightly and said, "Okay, but we must not act rashly, then let our father and son join forces to avenge the brothers who died in blood!" ”

After a short time, the father and son finished their planning, the door of the secret room was opened, and one of his men handed a letter in his hand. After Ji Zhentian finished looking at it, he instructed his son: "You go and gather all the brothers, Wu Junyi has already ordered someone to pass on the Sikong thief." ”

Speaking of the general helm of the martial arts, a team of officials rushed to the door, entered the door and went straight to the lobby, seeing Sikong Po sitting in the hall, the first person unfolded the official document in his hand and said: "Sikong Hall master, the existing witnesses testify that you are suspected of being a thief, please go back to the yamen with us to investigate." The younger brothers were just acting on orders, running errands and passing on messages, hoping that the master of Sikong Hall would not make it difficult for the younger ones. ”

Sikong Po's eyes were slightly closed, staring at the hall and the yacha, and before he could answer, he saw Huo Ran, the first person in the right row, get up and say angrily: "Who dares to slander the hall master?!" Lao Tzu peeled his skin alive! You have no evidence, why do you take people?! ”

"Lao Fang, don't be rude!" Sikong Po drank and retreated from Fang Hu, got up and walked down the hall, and said to the official: "The official Lao, please wait a while, there is still something to explain in the future, can you be accommodating?" When the yacha heard this, he was also reasonable, and took people out of the martial arts hall and waited outside the door.

Sikong Po gathered everyone together and whispered: "I have received the news yesterday, you will act separately, lead the elites of each hall, go to the entrance of the alley to hide their whereabouts, and listen to my howling to act." Everyone understood, and when Sikong Po and Ya sent out the helm, they each ordered their subordinates to rush to various places in the city and spread the news.

Recently, there have been a series of nighttime killings and heart-stealing incidents in Qinglong County, which has caused panic among people. Every night, every house is closed, and the streets are deserted, no longer in the past.

The official escorted Sikong Po on the way back to the palace, surrounded him in the center, and there were several people on the front and back, left and right, and the encirclement was tight. The last person reached out and touched his arms, and said in his heart, I finally have a chance to use you tonight, so let them taste your power.

When everyone walked into a deep alley, there was no end in sight in front of them. Sikong Po secretly cheered up his spirits, quietly used his internal strength, raised his vigilance, and watched out for the surrounding ones. The last officer pressed the hat on his head a little lower, and secretly hid a dagger in his cuff and held it in his hand.

The crowd had just reached the halfway point, and the darkness had disappeared from the alley behind, and there was still endless darkness ahead. At this moment, countless black-clothed masked people suddenly appeared on the high walls on both sides, holding sharp swords, flying down one after another, intercepting everyone's way and surrounding everyone. A pair of eyes tightly locked the most central Sikong Po, as if he had an indissoluble enmity with him.

"Who?" The officials were just acting on orders, and they didn't know the details, and they were a little panicked when they saw so many black-clad masked people with swords.

A person walked out from behind the man in black, and a cold laugh came out, "The one who sent you to the Western Elysium to enjoy the blessings, haha." After finishing speaking, he raised the sword in his hand and waved, and all the black-clothed people in front and behind all came to the center to kill, not to mention killing.

It's really ruthless! Seeing countless black-clothed people coming with swords, Xiao Yao raised his head and looked at the black-clothed man, and recognized that the person was Ji Chen at a glance. Everyone scuffled together, and a team of officers was quickly slaughtered.

In the chaos, a man in black stabbed Xiao Yao with a sword, Xiao Yao pinched the opponent's wrist with one hand, bullied forward, turned behind him, twisted his neck with one hand, and the dagger stimulated his heart. The man in black was killed instantly, and Xiao Yao fell to the ground with it and pretended to be dead, lying on the ground, observing the surrounding Yiqiē.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the surrounding yacha had all been killed by the black-clothed people, leaving Sikong Po alone. Sikong Po had already prepared, killed more than ten people in a row, and looked at the dozens of black-clothed masked people around him, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became. Xiao Yao used the corpses of the black-clothed people around him as a cover, lying on the ground and watching, a thunderbolt streaked across the night sky, reflecting the evil smile on Sikong Po's face, which was fleeting.

The father and son of the Ji family, who were standing not far away, stared at Yiqi in front of them, all smiling rudely, but they didn't notice the evil looming on Sikong Po's face in the field, like a bloodthirsty demon.

Xiao Yao was in it, not far from Sikong Po, and he could see it clearly. I saw that Sikong Po's moves were fatal, his moves were vicious and peculiar, not like decent martial arts, which made Xiao Yao puzzled, I remembered that I heard from the martial arts subordinates that Sikong Po Shicheng's sect was a famous and decent life in the rivers and lakes, why did he use the moves at this time but they were full of evil energy? !

Thinking about this, Sikong Po grabbed the chest of the man in black on the opposite side with a claw. The next scene made everyone around them stand upside down, and even Xiao Yao, who was lying in a pool of blood, and the father and son of the Ji family not far away widened their eyes and trembled. I saw Sikong Po's claws penetrate the man's chest, grab a heart that was still beating in his hand, stare at it with a greedy gaze, and swallow it in one gulp!

"Old thief, you're the one who rips your heart?!" The father and son of the Ji family exclaimed at the same time, and Xiao Yao was also speechless in shock.

This scene was a big surprise to him. Before coming to Qinglong, I only felt that this matter was bizarre, like a fog, and I thought that Sikong Po was framed by someone. When he learned that the blood demon had come back to take revenge, he shifted the target to the father and son of the Ji family. And when I accompanied Wu Junyi to have a secret meeting with them last night, I learned that there was someone else. Who would have thought that the real murderer was right in front of him, turning around, it was really this commonplace! It's so deep hidden! turned the crowd around.

"Hehe, Ji Zhentian, do you think you people can still get out of this alley alive? Let your death be clear! As soon as he spoke, Sikong Po raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, only to see a large number of elite gangs of the martial arts hall pouring into both ends of the alley, killing towards the center.