In the backyard of Jingzhao Yin's Mansion, Wen Lianggong was lying on top of a soft collapse, his face was pale and weak, bloodless, his eyes were hollow, and his mind was even more chaotic.

A woman with a delicate face and a bewitching figure was accompanying him, her eyes were slightly red and swollen, and there were obvious tear stains in the corners of her eyes, and she was sobbing for a while.

"Is there any news from Ah Yong?" Wen Lianggong asked suddenly, his voice weak.

"Not yet, I've asked many times. The delicate woman's voice choked.

"Alas, it seems that this time it is a catastrophe!"

Wen Lianggong sighed softly, and a trace of decadence instantly emerged in the whole person, and there was less than a day left before Hua Wushuang's limited three-day period, but he didn't have a clue on his side.

"Sir!"

The delicate woman couldn't hold back any longer, and her tears suddenly burst like the water that broke the embankment, lying on Wen Lianggong's side and crying, sad and sad.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law......"

At this moment, there were hurried footsteps and shouts from outside, and I saw Wen Lianggong's brother-in-law, the lieutenant, breaking in in the dust, panting heavily.

"Ah Yong, is there any news?"

The delicate woman immediately stood up, grabbed the captain and asked nervously, Wen Lianggong's eyes flashed at this time, and she did not hide her hope.

"Well, sister, you calm down first, let me take a breath and speak slowly. Ah Yong was out of breath at this time, obviously tired enough.

"Okay, okay, you drink saliva first. ”

The delicate woman immediately poured a glass of water for Ah Yong, and Ah Yong took it without being polite, drank it all, calmed down his mood, and then began to speak.

Ah Yong told Wen Lianggong about the news he had discovered, and he didn't know how he did it, but he inquired about what happened to Hua Shao and others on the second floor, and even investigated what kind of scene it was at that time, who said what he said, and his source can be seen.

"What you're saying is true?

After listening to Ah Yong's story, Wen Lianggong sat up from the bed excitedly, not wanting to bring the injury, coughing loudly, and the delicate woman hurriedly stepped forward and patted him on the back.

"To be sure, it was a brother who provided the news, and his cousin was a runner on the second floor, who happened to witness the scene that day, and it turned out that yesterday when the two of them were drinking about it, and then he reported it to me. ”

"Okay, haha!" Wen Liang smiled with his palms, "Heaven will not die, I will reward that person heavily." ”

Yanjing Huafu was a vegetarian at this time, the house was gloomy, the atmosphere was depressing, everyone didn't dare to speak loudly, they all had a bitter face, and they were in a hurry, more than a dozen people had been killed by Hua Wushuang for various reasons, and everyone in the entire Huafu was in danger.

In the largest lobby of Huafu, it has been arranged into a mourning hall, but the 10,000-year-old black gold incense agarwood has been extravagantly made into a coffin.

You must know that the 10,000-year-old Wujin incense agarwood is priceless, and it is an absolute top heaven and earth treasure, and its role is too much to be detailed.

Hua Wushuang is so generous, which shows more and more that she loves her son deeply, and I am afraid that this matter will be difficult to be good.

There is a special person waiting in front of the coffin, burning incense wax paper and grass non-stop.

Hua Wushuang sat aside, staring straight at the coffin, his originally graceful face was a little withered at this time, and he was thinner than Huanghua.

Gou Liangzhen tiptoed in at this time, not daring to make too much movement, and then stood next to Hua Wushuang respectfully and said softly: "City Lord, Wen Lianggong is here." ”

After saying this, Gou Liangying stood quietly aside, waiting for Hua Wushuang to speak, and waited for a long time before Hua Wushuang lightly nodded his chin, Gou Liangying understood, and quietly retreated.

"Steward Gou has worked hard. ”

Gou Liangying led Wen Lianggong to the mourning hall, Wen Lianggong was polite, but he inadvertently stuffed a cloth bag into Gou Lianggong's hand.

Gou Liangying remained silent, stuffed the cloth bag into his arms, and then lowered his voice and said: "The city lord is moody these days, Lord Wen must cheer up and be cautious after he goes in." ”

"Thank you Steward Gou for the point, Wen has thanked me here. Wen Lianggong thanked Gou Liangyao.

Entering the mourning hall, Wen Lianggong saw the situation inside, and suddenly felt like walking on thin ice, he forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and first gave Hua Shao a stick of incense.

"Why don't you kneel?"

Wen Lianggong was about to report to Hua Wushuang, but Hua Wushuang suddenly burst out with such a sentence, his eyes were red, and he stared at Wen Lianggong fiercely.

Wen Lianggong's heart suddenly tightened, his body trembled involuntarily, under the pressure of Hua Wushuang's powerful momentum, Wen Lianggong's feet were soft, and he knelt straight in front of Hua Shao's spirit.

At this time, he had mixed feelings in his heart, fear, humiliation, anger, unwillingness, and bitterness, but he couldn't do anything, the situation was stronger than people, and the husband could bend and stretch, and he secretly comforted himself in his heart.

"If your words do not satisfy me, then prepare to bury my son. ”

Hua Wushuang was like an injured she-wolf at this time, and her face was a little hideous and distorted, which made people panic.

Wen Lianggong knelt on the ground, didn't dare to move, had to turn sideways, twisted his head and told Ah Yong in a strange posture, but his narration was much better than Ah Yong, and faintly led the fire to the second floor, so that he could get out himself.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, which startled Wen Lianggong, who was kneeling on the ground, only to see that the coffee table next to Hua Wushuang instantly turned into crumbs, and his people were even more clenched with silver teeth, burning with anger.

"Second floor!"

Hua Wushuang was stunned, he couldn't bite his silver teeth, the evil aura on his body became more and more intense, and the air around him became cold.

Half an hour later.

At this time, countless people gathered in front of the door of the second floor, and the black pressure was crowded, the voices of people were boiling, and all kinds of scolding voices were noisy.

A coffin made of 10,000-year-old black gold incense wood is blocking the door of the second floor, and the people inside can't come out, screaming and scolding through the door.

"What's the situation?"

"I don't know. ”

"It's really strange to dare to block the door on the second floor with a coffin!"

The people around who watched the excitement pointed and whispered.

The guards on the second floor tried to remove the coffin, but found that the coffin was so heavy that it could not be shaken at all, as if it had grown on the ground.

"Who's causing trouble on my second floor?"

A coercive voice came, and it was impossible to tell where it came from, but it was shocking, and people who did not cultivate enough only felt that their body qi and blood were surging, and a sweet throat spurted out.

A spiritual power hit the black gold coffin, the coffin slowly floated, was dragged to move, and at this time another spiritual power appeared, blessed at the other end of the coffin, and the first spiritual power effect was just the opposite, the two burst out of bright light, not giving in to each other, stalemate.

"Flower City Lord, what do you mean?"

The voice on the second floor rang out again, but with exasperation in its tone.

"Murder pays for life!"

Hua Wushuang's tone was calm, as if he came from the depths of the Nine Netherworlds, and he was extremely cold.

"Hmph, ridiculous, what does your son's death have to do with our second floor. ”

With the well-informed information on the second floor, it was natural to know that it was Hua Shao who was killed.

"Zong Mujia, do you think you can deny it with your words? ”

Hua Wushuang had lost his mind at this time, looking like crazy, and had a monstrous hatred for the second floor.

"I miss the pain of your loss of a son, leave quickly, I don't want to worry about you, otherwise I will blame me for being polite. Zong Mujia said angrily.

"Take your life!"

Hua Wushuang shot directly, and the light on the coffin suddenly flourished, and he pushed it sideways towards the second floor.

A ray of light shot out at the same time in the second floor, hitting the coffin, and the huge attack force did not leave any traces on the coffin.

This is one of the strange places of the 10,000-year-old black gold incense agarwood, its hardness is speechless, which is why Hua Wushuang used this coffin to attack the second floor.

In fact, Hua Wushuang has another idea of self-comfort, that is, let her son take revenge himself.

Under the urging of two opposing spiritual forces, the coffin spun in the air, and the speed became faster and faster, and a huge air flow was generated around it, pushing the onlookers backwards.

The onlookers were afraid of being affected, so they quickly retreated, leaving enough space for the two of them.

Zong Mujia was floating in the air at this time, urging the spiritual power in his body while dissolving the impact of the aftermath of the spiritual power on the second floor, and he was still at ease.

Hua Wushuang's face was bruised, obviously without reservation, and his hair was flying, like a mad demon.

The coffin of Ugin was moved faster and faster, and only afterimages could be seen in a moment, and finally turned into a black vortex.

The black vortex produced a strong adsorption force, and various objects on the ground were swept into the black vortex, where they were strangled into powder, and not even a trace of smoke and dust was visible.

In just a moment's effort, except for the second floor, all the buildings and pavilions within a radius of three miles around it were swept away, leaving the ground full of devastation, and the destructive power of the Dragon Transformation Realm could be seen.

The confrontation between the two continues, and the huge destructive power is still spreading into the distance, or it won't be long before the street will turn to ashes.

"Bang!"

A long rainbow galloped from a distance, shooting at the black whirlpool, the whirlpool paused for a moment, and the coffin showed its true face.

With this Changhong's intervention, the stalemate between the two was broken, and the strong rebound force shook Hua Wushuang directly to the ground, and his feet went deep into the ground.

Zong Mujia took a hundred steps backwards before he stopped his figure, and his eyelids couldn't help but close slightly.

The coffin slowly landed, landed on the ground, did not make the slightest thought, and a figure suddenly suspended above the coffin like a ghost.

This person is dressed in a dark robe, dotted with star patterns, the slightest light flows, crystal bright, hands behind his back, not angry and self-assured.

"Lord Eunuch!"

The person who came was Yin Guangyi, one of the two prisoners of Qin Tianjian, and saw that the person who came Zong Mujia hugged him, and Hua Wushuang bowed.

"Are you guilty?"

Yin Guang was expressionless, and his tone was cold.