The turtle slave was stunned for a moment, this Fengyun Pavilion is full of purple Xuan, and the pavilion master behind him has a wide range of contacts, even this torture spiritual cultivator Yin Zongyue has been polite when he came, and he has never put on a score. But no matter how powerful this Fengyun Pavilion is, it is just the people, and if it is the people, it cannot fight with the officials, this is common sense.

It was because the turtle slave was also shocked by the momentum of being arrested for a while, so he had to flip through the account book and said with a smile: "It's still there." ”

Catching Kuai could barely believe his ears, and asked, "Still there?" Is it the guest who came in the day before? ”

The turtle slave confirmed, "That's right, it's the day before yesterday." Isn't that person a member of the Falling Moon Merchant Group? That person is also strange, and the others who come to our Fengyun Pavilion are all for the girl here, but that person lives in Tsing Yi Pavilion, but locks himself in the house, and calls a lot of wine and food, but the girl doesn't call any of them, it's really weird. So I remember it very well. ”

Everyone was stunned, and the heart said that this matter has passed a whole day, this person doesn't stay away from this place as soon as possible, but what is he still doing here? Could it be that person really relied on his identity as a Falling Moon Merchant Group to have no fear? “

Originally, everyone came here with no hope for this, but this person must have already left, and he came here just to try his luck. I thought that this person was really still staying here, and he didn't even change his room.

Nanba gritted his teeth, and immediately arranged for a group of catchers to guard the several entrances and exits of Fengyun Pavilion, and he took two catchers and Han Bo and went straight to Room 1 of Tsing Yi Pavilion. This is the best room in Tsing Yi Court, with a separate courtyard. Nanba pushed the door into the word first, and shouted: "Friends of the Falling Moon Business Group, the incident has happened, come out!" ”

There was a light sigh of surprise from the room, and Nanba wanted to drink again, only to see a dark shadow rushing out of the room, and the cold light flickered, hitting the door in front of him.

Nanba is born as a spirit sealer, he imitates the exercises of the nine bones of the cold mountain, and he has a good foundation in practicing kung fu, but he has joined the public door in recent years, and he is full of wine and wealth, and he has less penance, after all, his exercises have been discounted, and at this moment he saw the cold light of the hidden weapon, and he panicked in his heart, and hurriedly hid to the side first, and then tried to fight back.

Behind him, the two fast catchers hurriedly drew their knives, and their knives staggered towards the attacking hidden weapon.

There was a sonorous sound of gold and iron, and the two fast-catching waist knives broke together. Unexpectedly, the hidden weapon turned out to be a mother and son, the outer layer was broken, and another hidden weapon broke out of the shell, and once again attacked Nanba's front door. Nanba was shocked, and hurriedly accepted it, his palms flashed with aura, and he slapped the aura.

At this time, the three of them saw clearly that there was an imperceptible thin line attached to the tail of this hidden weapon. Seeing that all the aura of this Nanba was slapped on the secret weapon, this aura was immediately transmitted to the maker of the weapon. Immediately, only a muffled sound was heard, and the baby ran with a flick, and the maker of the Meteorite Moon Merchant Group in the room had been thrown high, drew an arc, and flew away towards the pavilion.

Nanba stomped his feet hatefully, his eyes darkened. If this person had slipped away early, he would have something to say to Linghou. But it's a shame that this person is waiting here by virtue of his identity and the ingenuity of this tool. Now it has become a failure to arrest, and the people are happy and incompetent.

Just thinking about it, he saw that the body of the Meteorite Moon Merchant Group had already crossed the roof of Qingyun Pavilion, and then another secret weapon flashed with a flash of spiritual light, and he rose up again, and if he fell like this, he would go out of the encirclement of the crowd and out of the entire Fengyun Pavilion.

But at this moment, a cold light suddenly flashed on the roof, and the figure of the artifact maker of the Falling Moon Merchant Group began to fall from the highest point at the moment that cut into his form. The maker screamed. This was his most vulnerable moment, and before the amulet on his body could be released, he could only watch as a broken knife slashed his leg.

The Craftsman of the Fallen Moon Merchant lost his balance and landed heavily on the ridge of the roof, and there was a small clattering sound as he fell back to the courtyard with a pile of rubble from a two-story roof

Nanba was surprised and delighted, looked up, but saw Han Bo's head peeking out of the eaves, holding the remnant knife to signal to him, knowing that Fang Fang was the Han imitation who was ambushed on the roof, saw the opportunity to stop this person. Transcend replied, and the other two catchers hurriedly stepped forward to capture the maker of the Falling Moon Merchant Order.

Nanba hurriedly stepped forward, and the maker of the Meteorite Moon Merchant Group had been caught in the middle by two tall horses. His eyes were closed and his legs were dripping with blood.

A catcher frowned and said, "Old man Nan, this guy seems to have a head fall." Not dead yet, though. ”

Han Bo also walked around from the front at this time, and was startled when he saw the appearance of this maker. Just now, when he saw this man upstairs resisting arrest, he jumped onto the roof with the power of a spiritual weapon, and before he could think about it, he raised his knife and stabbed him.

Han Bo has the help of his eyes, and he has the guidance of Xunchuan Shi and many top figures, and he has been practicing hard in the past two years, and he is no longer Wuxia Ameng. This artifact maker also belongs to the vein of the spirit refiner, and he is not good at fighting, although he is carrying a spiritual weapon and a secret weapon, but in Han Bo's eyes, it is flawed everywhere, only one move, and he has not even woken up Feng Xiluo, and this broken knife thirteen style has not been used, so it hurts his leg.

Han Bo was about to capture him, but who expected him to be so unlucky, or maybe he was intentional, so he fell down. Seeing that he was unconscious and seemed to be seriously injured, Han Bo couldn't help but feel a sense of vigilance in his heart.

The crowd couldn't wake up the unconscious maker even though they had exhausted their means, so they had to find the turtle slave of Fengyun Pavilion, dismantle half of the door panel, and put him on it and carry him back to the class room. Fortunately, this person is light, and it is not too difficult to lift up. At that time, if someone from the Meteorite Moon Merchant Group came to the door, it would only be a matter for the future.

Since they got into this mess, they can only stand up to the end, the soldiers will block it, and the water will cover it.

The crowd quickly brought the maker of the Falling Moon Merchant Group back to the class room, Nanba asked the requiem master to examine it carefully, and the requiem master only this person Linghai was severely injured, his soul was damaged, and he was powerless, and when he came to his senses depended on luck.

The crowd had no choice but to put him in a cell, but fortunately, although he was unconscious, he was able to eat and drink with his mouth open, and he would not die for a while, but he was tired of the jailers guarding the cell. Nanba called a group of jailers over and gave them a harsh lecture, strictly ordering them to take good care of the prisoner, and punish them if they made a mistake.

Han Bo saw that the color was dark, and the clues here had been broken, and he remembered the Jin Shura and the beast Venerable Bull he met on the Wangjiang Tower that day, and he remembered the figure of Lin Yuanjue that he met on the corner of the street that day, and he wanted to get up and go home, and continued to track down from these few times.

Na Nanba hurriedly came in, stopped him, and said, "Xingzi, this Falling Moon Merchant Group has a great background, and it is the master who can directly talk to the current Spirit King at the highest level of the Punishment City. I always felt terrified, and I didn't know if this person had any accomplices. ”

His face was full of worry, and he looked around to confirm that there was no one around, and then called Han Bo aside: "This case is complicated, many people are doing this openly and secretly, we must not make a mistake." Can you work hard and live in this room for a few days? Let's not talk secretly, these brothers can catch a hooligan on weekdays, if there is a high and high spiritual cultivator, I still have to rely on you, brother. Besides, I also want to believe that with your means, you will definitely be able to find clues from this person. ”

Seeing Nanba's earnest face, Han Bo really didn't say anything to excuse himself. Moreover, although the soul dementoring technique had a huge loss to him and Feng Xiluo, the person in front of him was not a breakthrough. He only pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

Nanba muttered: "That Jiulinghou has lost the tribute, in order to make up for the new tribute of enough weight, he has already taken people out for activities, and he only left today, and he can only come back after five years." As for the truth of this case, whether there are really spirit hunters behind it, then we can stop in moderation. ”

Han Bo didn't say anything for a while, so he slept in the class room this night, just waiting for a suitable time to let Feng Xiluo shake up the song of the ghost and perform the soul trick on this person.

But in the middle of the night, Han Bo was about to get up from bed and prepare to act, when he suddenly felt his heart skip a beat. He didn't move at all, but opened his eyes. Fang Cai's spiritual eyes had already seen a flash of spiritual light on the courtyard wall outside the class room, and it was a spirit sealer.

Although the aura was extremely well hidden, almost imperceptible, all the way over, it was not as sound as Sakura's control of the aura, and the light skill was so high that he could not make any footsteps when he was speeding on the roof. If it weren't for Hanbo's spiritual help, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to find his traces at all.

The flickering spiritual light was getting closer and closer, and in a moment it was already on the roof of the class room. At this time, Han Bo had already determined that the person who came must have come to the prison cell, and the target, nine times out of ten, was the maker of this Meteorite Moon Merchant Group.

I didn't expect to be really hit by Nanba.

Han Bo was secretly thinking in his heart, but he didn't make up his mind how to deal with it for a while. He was ordered to guard here, and theoretically it would be a dereliction of duty not to find or stop the enemy, and if someone from the Fallen Moon Merchant Group died here, then they would not be able to clear their mouths.

Goodbye, this person's spiritual path is so subtle, he should be a good master. With such a master to rob the prison, do you have the ability to really hold that in!

While thinking about it, he only heard the spiritual light on the ridge of the roof flickering again, Han Bo turned sideways slightly, opened his eyes and looked secretly, only to see that the roof was torn apart, and the cold moonlight reflected into the room from the gap, and a black shadow descended from the ridge and fell gently.

That little flash of inspiration seemed almost imperceptible as if it were smooth down the moon, and the man was so light that he didn't make a sound.

As soon as the black shadow landed, he looked around with blazing eyes, Han Bo had a bad heart, and hurriedly closed his eyes, but he was a step too late, the man's eyes scanned, and he had met Han Bo's sight.

The visitor had already predicted all the situations that might be encountered in the house, and at this moment, when his whereabouts were revealed, he did not hesitate to rush towards Han Bo, to solve him before the guard could cry out.

This person was thin, but he was wearing a wide robe, and at this moment he flew forward, and his clothes were full of wind in mid-air, and the hunting sound, it was obvious that the night robe on his body should be a spiritual treasure that could cover up the aura. The nightcoat was spread like a giant black bat swooping down in the night.

The man's hands were bent into claw shapes, and they struck at Hanbo's head and neck.

This blow was very sharp, and if it was someone else on duty, he would definitely break his neck and die instantly. Han Bo didn't care about whether to hide his secrets, his hands were propped up on the bed, his body popped upside down, and he narrowly escaped the blow when the opponent grabbed and was in front of him.

The man didn't expect an ordinary teenager to react so quickly, he was shocked in his heart, but his hand didn't stop at all, he pressed his hand on the collapse, his body was spinning with strength, and he pulled out a long sword in his right hand, and suddenly flashed with spiritual light, stabbing towards Han Bo.

Although he was lying in his clothes on a cold night, he took off the broken knife at his waist and chatted, and for a while he had no weapon at hand to resist this rather sharp long sword, so he hurriedly flew back.

He saw that the cultivation of this person in front of him was very high, although he could not reach the same endowment as you were in the abyss, but he was already much stronger than the crowd of hunters here, if he shouted loudly, he was afraid that the catchers and jailers who came when he heard the sound would die under his sword. So he didn't shout, but kept flying back, relying on a pair of fleshy palms and spiritual eyes to wrestle with the man.

The two of them had different concerns but the same approach, neither of them opened their mouths to speak, and for a while, there was only vertical and horizontal sword qi and palm wind in the room, cutting the beam of moonlight that reflected in the room into pieces.

After a few moves, there was a wave of anxiety in the hearts of the comers. He came tonight with the intention of winning, and he would not have thought that there was a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger in this class room, and it would be so difficult for a teenager to catch fast. Could it really be that someone deliberately framed his brother to drag the Falling Moon Merchant Group into this troubled water?

Two of his brothers, one is obsessed with making weapons, and the other is diligent in this spiritual way. Later, the two joined the Meteorite Merchant Group. Now that the life and death of my brother are uncertain, I have fallen into this killing situation again, and I haven't even guessed who the enemy behind this scene is! The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and the more anxious he became.

When he landed, he no longer had scruples, and with a long roar, the long sword shook, flashing a little cold light, with a hint of coldness, towards the cold box.

Han Bo had long found out that the person who came had been deliberately suppressing the aura in his body and controlling the play of the long sword in his hand, and now, I am afraid that he has only used the real move. Seeing that the long sword was dazzling and the chill was pressing, Han Bo made a false move, and flew back towards the breach in the roof.

The man knew in his heart that his cultivation was not as good as Han Bo, just like the soft armor on his clothes, his long sword touched it several times, but it was not allowed to enter an inch if it cut through his clothes, it was really a rare spiritual treasure in his life. At this moment, seeing that Han Bo was retreating, he was happy in his heart, and the long sword echoed, so he wanted to rush straight into the prison to save his brother.

Han Bo was in mid-air, and suddenly felt a beat in his heart.

Dangerous!

Han Bo's body froze instantly, and there was no movement anywhere in his body, except for the pounding sound in the spiritual sea. The whole person maintained that vertical posture and fell straight down.

A little white light silently appeared under his armpit, clinging to his right rib and arm, whistling through the gap of less than a minute, not even cutting through his official robe.

The aura appeared like a ghost, and it was not until it crossed Han Bo's body that it suddenly made a soft sound, and it pierced into the chest of the black-clothed Rao like lightning, and then pierced out of his back, bringing out a string of terrible blood beads, and then slowly disappeared.

Han Bo landed, didn't care about the situation of the black-clothed Rao, quickly jumped into the corner far away from the hole, picked up the broken knife, and looked at the pillar of moonlight under the vertical with vigilance.

What a terrifying spiritual power, what a mysterious and strange spiritual method!

If you are a little slower, you will be the one who falls to the ground now. Even if he was wearing software, he was afraid that he would be seriously injured by the aura, either his left chest was hit hard, or his left arm was abolished. But on the other hand, does the mysterious person who emitted this aura even take into account his own reaction?

If not, how can we explain that this blow can hit the heart of the black-clothed man?

After a long time, the moonlight had slowly moved out of the hole. That mysterious Soul Sealing Cultivator seems to have also disappeared into this moonlit night, Zheng is the enemy? Is it a friend? Who is this man in black who died here for no apparent reason?

And this white aura was so familiar to him, even so familiar that he didn't dare to believe it. Aside from Lin Yuanjue, he really couldn't imagine who else could use such a subtle white spiritual power.

A few days ago, on the day of the crime on the Wangjiang Tower, he bumped into the figure of Lin Yuanjue. He has always been reluctant to associate this subsequent murder with the eldest brother he has always admired and brought him into this spiritual path. However, since he was the protector of this Falling Moon Merchant Group, he had enough motivation to do such a thing.

However, what kind of connection does he have with the traces of the large-scale spirit hunters who secretly appeared in this torture city!? And since he and Princess Weiyang are called friends, what is the meaning of Princess Weiyang behind this?

With the blessing of the will of the Zixuan plane, she could detect the major events that had happened in the entire plane almost instantly. In this punishment city, she led tens of thousands of Weiyang legions, if she didn't know anything about this spirit hunter, even if she killed him Hanbo, he wouldn't believe it.

The torture spirit Hou Yin Zongyue went out to find new tributes, in fact, it was nothing more than going out to avoid trouble, picking himself clean, and pushing Nanba and others out of the top tank, which was a good calculation. These forces have their own agendas, so who is the real spirit hunter!?

Han Bo was in turmoil for a while, and he had a faint premonition that his peaceful life for most of the past half a year was really going to end.

Nanba miscalculated, but three days later, Yin Zongyue, the Marquis of the Torture Spirit, had already returned to the Punishment City.

Yin Zongyue sat on the top of the inner office.

This Torture Spirit Marquis has passed two hundred years this year, but the spiritual cultivator has a long life, and despite his age, his hair is still black, his face is elegant, and three locks of long beard float on his chest.

However, although he is a spirit sealer, his combat power is really mediocre, but fortunately, he is shrewd and good at admiring, and he has taken the line of the Zixuan Kiss of the Curtain Spirit King, and he has had several encounters with him when she has not ascended the throne, and now he is also her descendant. Because of this, he was able to sit firmly in the position of Linghou in this most important city of Zixuan outside the city of Weiyang.

In the criminal city, the forces are entrenched, and the situation is complicated. The reason why Yin Zongyue was able to sit firm has an important relationship with his humble and strict self-discipline. Because of this, his official reputation is still wrong in this Zixuan officialdom and in the punishment city. Now that he has just returned to the city from the field to re-find the tribute to the current Spirit King, he ignored the wind and dust and opened a trial of the Wangjianglou murder case in the inner office.

It was a trial, but in fact, the bitter master was dead, and the thirteen elements behind it tried their best to suppress the matter, and the other criminal was unconscious, and there was only one Elder Zhang of the Fishing Dragon Gang who could be interrogated.

After listening to Nanba's report, Yin Zongyue also admired Elder Zhang's righteousness in taking care of the overall situation, so he did not interrogate him publicly in the lobby, but only invited Elder Zhang from the prison in the inner office.

Yin Zongyue was quite polite to this elder, not only did he not put the torture instrument on it, but also asked him to sit down in the guest seat and ask him about the ins and outs of this case in detail.

Elder Zhang was also refreshed, and without waiting for Yin Zongyue to ask carefully, he had already explained the situation and inventory of the day.

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Han Bo woke up from his dream, cold sweat on his forehead.

In his dream, a silent white aura came at him from all directions.

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