The accident of the Duan family is very likely to be related to the little sister, although Duan Yun's father has an important position in the army, but the Duan family is only a second-class family after all, how can it resist the destruction of the big forces with ghosts in their hearts.

But it was inevitable that it would be too early to make a conclusion at this time, and Yan Wuyi pulled Murong Xing and rushed to the direction of the Floating Sword Gate.

The deacon and the disciple of the gatekeeper of the North Mountain Temple couldn't help but wonder when they looked at the figures of the two of them who were disappearing quickly.

Out of the Fujian Gate, the two of them went straight to Duan's house on North Street non-stop.

Yan Wuyi flew quickly, Murong Xing's legs suddenly became powerful, and he came to the Duan family from the mountain gate of Luojia in half an hour.

Looking at it, there was a puff of smoke and dust rolling in the house at this time, and there were crowds of onlookers everywhere.

Leaning closer, the scene in front of him couldn't help but make people, scarlet blood spilled all over the courtyard, and the mutilated corpses of the Duan family's guards were lying at the door, as if they had experienced a merciless slaughter.

There were soldiers from the Changxia Mansion to separate the crowd of discussions, and people from the Criminal Prison Department came to inspect the scene.

Yan Wuyi looked sideways, but he didn't notice the figure of Duan Yun or Duan's housewife, so he was inevitably anxious.

"I don't know what kind of bold things are doing this to Duan Fu. The people sighed sadly, and they all couldn't bear it.

"The Duan family has always been kind to people, and they never thought that they would suffer this catastrophe. ”

"One hundred and three people from the Duan Mansion, most of them were slaughtered, and I heard that this Prison Division and the City Lord's Mansion jointly investigated, and I still don't have a clue. ”

"Don't expect the city lord's mansion of Nalaoshzi to raise something like a pig, in addition to bullying the flat-headed people, what will you do. The good deeds scolded secretly, and when it came to resentment, he was even more bitter.

When the people whispered and said all the words of Yan Wuyi, they heard the bad news that the Duan family had suffered from this, and they became more and more worried about the little sister, but in front of them were dense figures of officers and soldiers, and they pushed the black and oppressed crowd away, and it was difficult to see the specific situation.

Yan Wuyi lifted a black and thin young man and asked solemnly, "Friend, do you know what happened to the Duan family?"

This person was the angry young man who scolded the City Lord's Mansion a moment ago, and when he saw that Yan Wuyi was quite rude and pulled him over, he wanted to have a seizure, but he saw that both of them were cultivators with deep breaths, and their eyes flashed with fierce light, so they only dared to reply in fear:

"You are the right person, at two o'clock today, I was resting in the teahouse opposite this house, and suddenly I saw dozens of gray-clothed assassins rushing out of all directions and rushing straight to the Duan family, and there were even martial arts powerhouses who flew off the wall from the sky, and in an instant, the house was turned into a battlefield of Shura. ”

"Where did the little one dare to stay in the teahouse, and the people in the shop cowered and looked for the back door and left, and only when the people from the Shape Prison Division and the City Lord's Mansion stabilized the chaos did they dare to come and look curiously. The thin young man said hoarsely, looking frightened as if he had experienced it, and saw him sigh and sigh: "Poor Duan clan was killed eighty-two people, and three people are missing. ”

Now, three hours later, these officers and men seem to have found nothing. ”

"Three missing?"

Yan Wuyi muttered in surprise and glanced at Murong Xing.

Unable to hold back his worries, he pushed away the crowd and walked towards the sergeant general in shining armor.

Murong Xing also knew that the matter was urgent, and followed with a worried face.

"Where did you come from, the hairy boy, the soldiers are doing things, don't make trouble. ”

A rugged sergeant dressed in cold armor saw that Yan Wuyi and the others did not retreat but advanced, so he was not good at words and scolded.

The big broad palm pushed directly towards Yan Wuyi's body.

"Huh?"

The force was repeated, but the young man in front of him did not move at all, and the rugged sergeant couldn't help but feel horrified.

"I am a disciple of the Hanguang Sword Pavilion of the Luojia family, the Duan family is kind to me, and now it is really sad to suffer this calamity, and I hope that the eldest brother will be accommodating and let the two of me in. ”

Yan Wuyi said impulsively, and took out the cold light order hanging from his waist, and the fierce light in his eyes was terrifying.

The rugged sergeant looked suspicious, and slowly took the cold light order to look at it, but he didn't dare to determine the authenticity, so he hurriedly walked into the courtyard with the jade order and asked his boss.

"Wu Yi doesn't have to worry too much, fifty or sixty assassins dare to do it during the day, it is enough to see that their origins are extraordinary, and there are not many forces that can sweep the Duan family in an instant, if they come for the Demon Pill Spirit Bead, they will never harm your little sister." Murong Xing said calmly, he was also worried that Yan Wuyi would be rash or lose his calm.

Yan Wuyi nodded slightly, he didn't know this, but he was so anxious in his heart, and a sense of murderous intent suddenly appeared.

I thought that if anyone felt that there was no harm, it would definitely make him worse than dead.

"You can go in. ”

The rugged sergeant had already returned after a few breaths, his face was a little respectful, and he handed the cold light order back to Yan Wuyi, and then beckoned left and right to give way.

Hurriedly stepping into the courtyard of the Duan family, Yan Wuyi looked sideways.

The first thing that caught my eye was Duan Yun's figure.