I was stunned for a moment, and then a meaningful smile appeared on my face.

You know, I ambushed here, of course, not to play robbery, but to wait for the disciples of Qingyunmen to pass by and capture a person to ask for news.

Now it seems that his luck is not bad, and it seems that he caught a big fish.

"You are talking about Ma Tong, but the Elder Ma who killed two elders in a row and finally usurped the position of the head of the family?"

I asked again with confirmation.

"That's right."

Ma Hu nodded hurriedly, and said proudly: "It seems that you have heard of my uncle's name, and you must know that his methods are ruthless, so let me go immediately, and I will not be blamed for everything, otherwise ......"

Bang!

I didn't bother to listen to sloppy nonsense, so I just knocked him unconscious with a punch, and then raised my foot and kicked him into the grass next to me.

……

The layout of the interior of the Qingyun Gate is similar to that of the Netherworld Sect.

In the sect, there is a thousand-meter-high mountain peak, with dense trees and mist.

At the foot of the mountain, wooden houses were built, which were the cultivation places for low-level disciples.

On the mountainside, caves have been carved out, and the aura inside is rich, and it is a cave for the disciples of the Exorcism Possession Realm to cultivate.

At the pinnacle, rows of luxurious attics were built, and the aura was even more abundant, so naturally only the Thunder Tribulation Monk and the head elder and others were qualified to live on it.

At this moment, I had changed into a sloppy appearance, and walked along a path paved with white jade to the top of the mountain without hurrying.

"Brother Ma is good."

"Brother Ma is getting more and more handsome."

"Brother Ma is free tonight, my little sister wants to discuss spells with you."

"Little sister's cultivation has also encountered a bottleneck, why don't you come to my cave tonight and give some advice."

……

Everywhere I passed, the male disciples nodded to me with flattery on their faces.

The female disciples came over in groups of three or five, chattering, and constantly throwing flattering eyes.

Looking at the posture, the sloppy has the support of Ma Tong, and he eats very openly in Qingyunmen.

Take these female disciples in front of him as an example, as long as he wants, he can pick and taste them at any time.

"Haha, I'm afraid I've disappointed you, Brother Ma, my kidneys have been a little weak in recent days, and I'll take care of my kidneys in a few days, and I'll discuss it with you."

I laughed, flicked my sleeves, and faded away in the collective bewildered gaze of everyone.

Anyway, I'm sloppy now, and I don't mind hacking him again.

Soon, I came to the top and found a few people to knock on the side and inquire about the location of Murong Wandong's mansion.

But I was extremely disappointed with their answers.

It turned out that Murong Wan had long since stopped living in her cave mansion, and ten days ago, she was arranged by Ma Tong to go to a secret room to cultivate.

As for where this secret room is, no one knows except Ma Tong.

"It seems that we have to get close to Ma Tong and find a way to get Wan'er's position out of him."

I pondered for a moment, and began to wander around the summit, and in a short time I found the residence of Ma Tong.

Because his house is easily recognizable, it is the largest and most luxurious of all at the peak.

This kind of luxurious house, no one else dares to live in it except the owner.

"Corruption! Living in such a big house alone is a hundred times bigger than my cave house. ”

I shook my head, didn't knock on the door, and walked straight inside.

The eye is greeted by a living room with lavish carpets on the floor and antique furniture in solid wood.

Continuing inside, there is Ma Tong's bedroom.

I saw that on a huge wooden bed that could accommodate five people, a scene that was not suitable for children was being staged at this moment.

"Huzi, why didn't you knock when you kid entered the house, wait a while, I'll finish it right away."

Ma Tong was a middle-aged man of fifty years old, with a scar on his face, a burly figure with solid muscles, and at the moment he was sweating profusely, and he was engaged in some indescribable exercise with a young female disciple.

(End of chapter)