Wang Hao sensed that something was wrong.

Although Lin Xuan'er is young, she is not a person who does not keep her promise.

Is something going on?

Wang Hao's heart froze, his body jumped up, and he walked towards the City Lord's Mansion.

Lin Xuan'er was too important in his mind, even if it was just a trace of conjecture, Wang Hao didn't dare to ignore it.

For the City Lord's Mansion, Wang Hao was already familiar with the road, avoiding the guards all the way, and soon, he came to the mansion where Lin Xuan'er lived.

This was also his homeyard.

"Old fellow, you're almost in the coffin, and you're still so restless. If you shouldn't ask, don't ask, I see that you don't want this mouth?"

When he jumped to the roof of the courtyard, he heard a brutal and arrogant voice.

"Where did you take Xuan'er, and what do you want to do with her?"

Immediately after, a trembling old voice sounded.

This is the voice of the old wind!

Lin Xuan'er really had an accident!

Wang Hao looked over and saw that in the courtyard, Feng Lao was sitting on the ground, his white hair was scattered, his robe was stained with a little blood, he had obviously been beaten, his expression was desolate, and he was full of grief and anger.

"Still asking?"

"You old fellow, you really owe a beating. ”

A big man in iron armor, with two men in black, looked at Feng Lao and grinned and sneered.

This is the armor soldier of the City Lord's Mansion.

Nie Baishan's doglegs and thugs.

"Hehe, since you don't shut up, then beat you until you shut up!" In the midst of the cruel laughter, the iron-armored man's right hand crunched into a fist, and the huge fist slammed down on the old man's head.

The fist wind roared wildly, like a roaring hyena, to bite the old man.

It's just that this punch didn't fall on Feng Lao.

A palm held the wrist of the iron-clad man.

"Huh?" the ironclad man raised his eyebrows and looked over.

A figure appeared in the courtyard.

He stood tall and straight, with a silver mask and a cold look in his eyes.

"Han Feng!"

The iron-clad man's eyes froze.

"Come on, Han Feng trespassed into the City Lord's Mansion......" Before the two black-clothed people behind him could shout out, there were two swishing sounds, and Wang Hao knocked out the two stones that were previously held in his hands, like arrows, penetrating the open mouth of the black-clothed man and penetrating through the back of his neck.

Bring up a large canopy of blood, and blood splashes.

"Ho Ho Ho ......"

The two men in black could no longer scream, their mouths were covered with blood, and they took a few steps back with crooked steps, and fell to the ground with a bang, and there was no more movement.

"Han Feng, you're looking for death!"

In the midst of the angry shouting, the rune on the fist of the iron-armored man's left hand lit up and slammed towards Wang Hao.

didn't wait for his fist to hit,

Wang Hao's palm holding the wrist of the iron-armored man twisted suddenly, clicking! I saw that the right arm of the iron-armored man was like a twist, twisted violently, and the sharp bone stubble pierced through the flesh and blood, exposed, and sprinkled with bursts of blood.

"Whew!" the ironclad man wailed, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead, causing him to bend his knees and fall to the ground.

Click!

Blood continued to spill from the bloody arm of the iron-clad man, as if he didn't want money.

The ironclad man was pale, his face was covered with sweat, and his eyes showed fear and panic.

Negative resentment also ensues.

"Where did you take Lin Xuan'er?"

Wang Hao's tone was cold, and he looked down at the ironclad man indifferently and asked.

The ironclad man's voice trembled, and he no longer had the arrogance he had before, and said: "This, I don't know, we are just ordered to come here and target the wind steward......"

"I heard that Xuan'er was taken to the Demon Forest, Huangshiling. At this time, Feng Lao said.

Feng Lao found out the relevant news.

"Demon Forest, Yellow Lion Ridge?"

Hearing this, Wang Hao raised his eyebrows.

In his memory, he suddenly remembered that the Blood Slayer Demon who had now attracted the attention of many killers in the Hell Pavilion had also haunted the Yellow Lion Ridge.

In the villages and towns that were bloodied by the blood-slaughtering gang, no children's corpses were seen.

These children seem to have been taken captive.

Lin Xuan'er's disappearance, is it related to the blood slaughter?

It's just that the one who took Lin Xuan'er away was obviously someone from the City Lord's Mansion.

Moreover, behind this, if there was no order from Nie Baishan, who would dare to take Lin Xuan'er out of the City Lord's Mansion?

Don't......

"Don't worry, I will bring Xiao Xuan back. ”

Wang Hao said to Elder Feng.

No matter what conspiracy is hidden in this and what secrets there are, the most important thing now is to rescue Lin Xuan'er.

Leaving the City Lord's Mansion, Wang Hao came to Huangshiling.

Huangshi Ridge, the ridge is as its name, the mountain is like a lion lying down, the rocks are grandiose, the trees are thick, in the middle of the night, it is particularly gloomy and forested.

Wang Hao's eyes condensed slightly.

He was in the wind, and he smelled a hint of blood.

Following the smell, Wang Hao jumped away, and saw a shocking scene in the woods in front of him.

On the trees, there are corpses hanging impressively, either with their throats cut, or smashed through their chests, or with stumps and severed arms, dripping with blood, and the death is tragic and shocking.

Seeing the faces and outfits of these people, a trace of solemnity appeared in Wang Hao's eyes.

These people are all the killers of the Hell Pavilion!

Looking like this, it was like being ambushed, being caught in a net, and being tragically killed.

Sonorous sonor!

At this moment, there was a sound of gold and iron clashing not far away.

Someone is at war!

Wang Hao followed the sound and found the source of the sound in a clearing in the woods.

in the open space.

A figure is engaged in a battle with several people.

This is a girl in white, with a delicate and graceful body, holding a three-foot Qingfeng, the water runes on the sword body are stimulated, the flowing water is swirling, blending with the sword qi, and the changes are varied, which makes her posture even more beautiful.

And the few people who fought with the girl were all fierce and vicious, looking at people with evil faces.

There were three of them who fought with the maidens,

A one-armed Taoist priest,

With gloomy eyes and an eagle hook and iron claw on his hand, he struck out with one claw, and the thick trees were shattered and cracked.

There is also a scholar in red,

The eyes wandered on the girl's graceful body, like a poisonous snake, choosing people and devouring them.

Another sturdy woman with a scarred face,

Wield a double knife, like a madman, slashing and slashing.

Besides

There was also a man in a black robe with a snow-white skull painted on his back, standing with his hands on his chest, and he didn't make a move, just watched the battle with cold eyes, watching all this coldly.

Sonor!

Another blow, the girl in white was shocked and her body shook, and the mask on her face was also hit by the one-armed Taoist priest's claw and fell.

The moonlight shone down, reflecting the girl's face.

Delicate and beautiful, with skin as white as jade, this woman in white is not Jiang Qinglu, who will it be?

Jiang Qinglu also appeared in Huangshiling.

In fact, even if he didn't drop the mask, Wang Hao would have recognized Jiang Qinglu a long time ago.

What's more, even before, I met the people of the Hell Pavilion.

And not too much of a surprise.

"Giggles, who am I? Unexpectedly, it turned out to be our Qing Qi Hongyan, known as the Jiang Da Beauty of Xijiang, this time I can make a lot of money!"

The red-clothed scholar's evil laughter rang out.