All the signs are directed at the little devil, and the murderer is almost ready to come out, but there is a big question mark in my mind.

The five hunters rested in the tent that night, and according to the situation, this should be the scene of the crime, but there was no trace of a struggle at the scene, which only means that they were killed without the ability to resist.

And as far as I know, it is impossible for the little devils who control the griffin to do it so cleanly, to put it bluntly, they are just better animal trainers, although the opponent is only five ordinary hunters, but they should not be powerless.

What's missing here?

I immediately expanded my senses to find out if there was any residual breath in the distance, but before I could find any traces, an abnormal breath fluctuation attracted my attention, and I was shocked to realize that in the dense forest hundreds of meters away, there were seven extremely hidden breaths quietly approaching the place where we were.

What amazes me is that these seven breaths are so subtle that if you don't search carefully, you almost have to ignore the past, and even now that you have found them, the scene in my mind is still blurry, and in the dark woodland, seven blurred gray shadows are quietly moving forward like ghosts, their movements are light but not slow, and they are obviously quite profound.

I raised my hand to stop everyone's movements, and it was too late to retreat at this time, and the other party sensed my breath and moved faster.

The comer is not good, I directly pull out the broken waves and wait for the battle.

The poplar tree also sensed the anomaly at the same time, and took two steps across, forming a horn with me, attacking and retreating.

In the blink of an eye, the other party had arrived at the edge of the forest, and five of the seven people were scattered in the forest to form an encirclement, two of them walked slowly, led by a bald man of forty years old, with a strong body and a horizontal face, and a fierce light in his eyes, but he pretended to be a Taoist priest, wearing a blue and gray Taoist robe and holding a whisk.

"Yang Huishou, I didn't expect to see a respected driver here, it's rude." He didn't even say a word, and greeted him with a smile.

I couldn't help but frown slightly, I couldn't remember when I had seen this person.

Seeing that I hesitated, he smiled and took two steps forward: "Yang Huishou is a noble person who forgets things, and he must not remember the poor road......

As he spoke, he rubbed his bald scoop: "But you can give it to you, but you don't dare to forget it for a day, do you still remember the fortune teller who set up a stall on the streets of Dongning?" ”

I suddenly remembered in my heart where he came from, this guy was swaggering and deceiving in Dongning a few years ago, and I was exposed to the street, and I opened his stall, not to mention, and burned his head clean. It's just that after many years, his appearance has changed a lot, and he has shaved bald, no wonder I can't remember it for a while.

"It turned out to be Xu Banxian, and you are still in Dongning."

As I spoke, I looked at him and his accomplice again: "Look at your posture, you have voted for the new master's family, but in the middle of the night, you are not in the palace for double cultivation, what are you doing in this barren mountain and wilderness?" ”

Although their clothes are not conspicuous, the black dragon pattern on the cuffs shows their identity, and what really surprises me is that this Xu Half-Immortal has only reached the strength of the first to enter the True Realm back then, and in just a few years, the True Realm has been completed, and he is only half a step away from the Holy Realm, it seems that the Black Dragon Sect has not given him any benefits.

Xu Banxian Yin laughed: "I should ask you this." ”

"Poor Dao is now the leader of the seventh team of the Mountain Patrol of the Demon Town Alliance, and it is his duty to patrol the mountains and eliminate demons, and he does not dare to slack off for a moment. It's a respectful driver, I heard that the honorable driver was injured and bedridden, but now it seems that it is really a rumor. ”

I was a little uneasy in my heart, I called Liu Minliang to ask about the situation on the mountain before, but I didn't hear him mention that the Demon Suppression Alliance had sent people up the mountain, if it wasn't for them just coming, it was that they deliberately made some arrangements to hide from Liu Minliang.

However, it is also normal for the Demon Suppression Alliance to organize a mountain patrol team, and at the moment, we are still led by the Black Dragon Sect on the surface, so it is not easy to conflict with them. They should be made aware of the murder and remind others to take precautions.

"In this way, Xu Daoyou came just in time."

As I spoke, I stepped forward and lifted the curtain of the tent: "The disciples of our dojo sent me a message saying that relatives and friends had been killed here. ”

Xu Banxian did not step forward when he heard this, but kept a certain distance from me vigilantly, and waved his head to signal his accomplices to come forward to check.

His accomplice, who was also a Taoist priest in his early thirties, came up and glanced into the tent, and couldn't help but exclaim and retreat again and again.

Seeing this, Xu Banxian was suspicious, pulled him aside, and stepped forward to check, and when he saw the situation inside, the aura on his body shook suddenly, and then he quickly retreated, looking at us with a suspicious face.

I lowered the curtain and said indifferently, "It seems that you have not encountered a similar situation, which is really fortunate. ”

Xu Banxian stabilized his mind and looked at the people who were traveling with us: "When did Yang Huishou arrive here, and who are they, the deceased is really a disciple of your dojo?" ”

"It's not a direct line of the dojo, it's a relative."

"What relatives? What is the way? ”

"There are no Taoism, they are all ordinary people, who go up to the mountains to hunt."

"Hunting? In other words, it doesn't really have anything to do with you? Yang Huishou went up the mountain late at night, just for a few outsiders? ”

Xu Banxian didn't ask about the cause of death at all, but stared at our group, his eyes flickering.

Seeing this, Zhang Jinbao couldn't help but interject: "The dead are all from our village, and the seven of us came together, and now there are only two of us left!" Do you not understand people, or do you have bad ears? ”

"Oh? Are you survivors? Xu Banxian didn't think he was angry, but his face softened.

Zhang Jinbao still wanted to speak, but Zhang Jinming grabbed him and signaled him not to talk too much.

I wasn't in the mood to say anything more to him, so I waved >>

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