Xiang Liu is different from Yin, he doesn't have such a harmonious family, this person who has been an orphan since he was a child has lived in the backyard dormitory of the Daomen Government Hall since he was a child, and after becoming the lord, of course, there are many people who usually go to him to do things, but he has always rested in the hall, and rarely goes back to the dormitory.

When he arrived at the place, before Xiangliu could see his door, he was slammed in the face with a punch from the person who rushed up, and roared with a hideous face, "Give my daughter back...... You...... Brute ......"

Even Yu Luo Wei Cong, who was guarding him, couldn't stop the man's fist, he was like a crazy beast, and he couldn't wait to tear this lord alive.

The seriousness of the situation was beyond Shaoqing's imagination, seeing that the idle saints who were invited in front of them were standing there in a circle, looking at the lords here one by one dumbfounded and whispering, among them, was a middle-aged woman who almost fainted from crying, in her arms, was an eight or nine-year-old girl, although she was wrapped in a coat, but Shaoqing could also see that her body had been hurt unbearably, looking at her parents' actions, it must be a dead corpse.

It's no wonder that these people around are so curious to see the excitement, this is really the biggest excitement in Daomen City for so many years, as the first lord Xiang Liu and the former lord of the later uncle Yin Yao, actually tortured and killed young children in the city, such a crime is on the two of them, it is simply more unbearable than the Jiaoren Gang attacking the city.

This time, Xiang Liu no longer had the heart to make fun of Yin Yao, because even he himself was involved in this whirlpool, but the lord is still the lord after all, and he has his own rules for doing things, and after being stunned for a moment, he realized the consequences of the matter, and immediately asked someone to block the news here, but Yan Qing had already arranged it before him, otherwise the surrounding people would have come to rebel at this time.

"How the did they get in?!" Inside the hall, Xiang Liu slapped the case and roared.

The guards standing below did not dare to make a sound, and the city god stood straight to the back of the people, even the elders and adults who were usually majestic and majestic stood on the side and did not dare to talk easily, it was inevitable that the Daomen City was surrounded by a legal cover, logically speaking, if there were trespassers from the outside world, they should be able to detect it, but this time there was really no sign.

Could it be that there is a ghost in the city?

"Your uncle!" Xiang Liu looked hideous with an old face, "When it's okay, I made a noise here, and I stabbed your Lou Zi when something happened, I raised you with a lot of money, and you did your duty to Lao Tzu in this way, so that they didn't know if they got in, and they were still sleeping and daydreaming!"

Lord Shouzun was obviously very angry, he had never seen him like this since he took office, and he sprayed the blood of the people below scolding, so that the boss of the sentry standing below Xing Rima was a little dissatisfied, and muttered in a low voice, "Isn't it just two unjust cases, we don't believe that it was your lord who did it, your position is still guaranteed, so why ......"

"Fuck shut up Lao Tzu!" Xiang Liu immediately knocked him back, "You think Lao Tzu is rare in this position, right?"

Xingri Ma didn't dare to make a sound, Xiang Liu jumped down from the case in front of him and came to him, looking at this old guy and clutching his eyebrows, "You think Lao Tzu is afraid of losing this position to make you angry, right?"

Xing Rima didn't dare to make a sound, he drooped his head and regretted what he was going to say for Mao just now, but he was still grabbed by Xiang Liu by the collar and almost picked it up, "Three children, the average age is only ten years old, you are also born and raised by your father, didn't you see their appearance, they were harmed like that, you are still competing with me for this rotten position?!"

The extremely excited Venerable Lord was about to beat someone, so panicked that several servants hurriedly pulled him back, and the atmosphere in the hall was also stiff and uncomfortable.

Shaoqing and Yanwa, who were leaning on the pillar, didn't make a sound, just watched the farce blankly, and finally the little red man opened his ear, "From what you see, who will do this good thing?"

Shaoqing turned his head and pouted, "It's either the Jiaoren Gang or the Corpse Nine, but thinking that the guy with the title of the Great Demon King won't be so morally devoid, it is estimated that it is the revenge of the remnants of the Jiaoren Gang." ”

Yanwa looked at Xiang Liu, who was still angry over there, "Since it's revenge, there's no need to make such trouble, since you have this opportunity, why don't you stab you to death?"

Shaoqing was stunned by his two words, "Big brother, your thoughts are very dangerous!"

Yanwa didn't look at him, "Although I can't be sure, there is always a bad premonition." ”

Shaoqing snorted twice, "I've never been very good, you know, my hunch has always been accurate." ”

Yanwa didn't make any more noise, just waiting for Xiangliu over there to give her last orders......

In the middle of the city, even though Xiang Liu asked people to block the news in time, but how can there be an impermeable wall in the world, I don't know who it is, I just spread this matter, and it was added to the oil and vinegar, and it didn't take half a day to be rumored to be miraculous, even though a few children were not lost in the city, but in such rumors, the number of young children who died in the hands of Xiang Liu Yin has been as high as hundreds.

Of course, there are those who like to listen to the excitement, but there are always sensible ones, and the more they blow it, the more suspicious it becomes, so that their heads have become heinous people, and no one of them has gone to rebel.

At the tea stall on the street, two people dressed in plain clothes sat opposite each other, listening to and watching the movements of the people around them while leisurely sipping tea, and the person with an evil smile said to the opposite person: "Big brother, this is a good idea, right?"

The person with a blood groove on his wrist sipped the tea in the cup, the tea in late autumn was somewhat cool, and he had a toothache when it was cold, "Mrs. Jiu, is it a bit immoral to do this?"

Of course, the person he called Mrs. Jiu was Corpse Jiu, no one thought that this big devil who swept the world more than a hundred years ago had escaped from prison, and now he was sitting on this small tea stall as a person in the market and drinking tea leisurely, listening to the words of the eldest brother, the corpse Jiu laughed twice, and slapped him on the shoulder, "What the eldest brother said seems to be as if he has a noble character." ”

The eldest brother clasped the teacup in his hand and ignored his topic, but continued: "Then do you see that your method works?"

Corpse Jiu glanced at the people next to him who were full of righteous indignation but had only known about the noise and did not act, and wiped the dry sweat from his head, "Why didn't it work, set off their internal strife, and in the end, we didn't need to do it at all." ”

The eldest brother sipped the tea, "After so many years, your temperament is a lot quieter." ”

Corpse Jiu sneered, "That's before I make a move, I have to make up for being locked up by them for so many years, and I have always held a grudge." ”

Big Brother, "......"