Glancing at Yang Hu sitting there quietly, Zheng Dapeng didn't say anything, just waiting quietly.

"No wonder your name sounds so familiar, you've met that friend from the north before?" After being silent for a while, Yang Hu seemed to think of something.

"There have indeed been several fates, and according to the time, he should have arrived in the North Underworld..."Zheng Dapeng responded.

It is indeed very important news that Ming Jiutian will come to the North Underworld City, and Yang Hu can't wait to see it now.

Regarding the group of white-clothed people with mysterious identities, Yang Hu was not afraid of himself, but Yang Hu didn't know anything about the specific number of white-clothed people, specific strength, etc.

And it is also the foundation of his Yang family, which has been passed down for I don't know how many years now, and he is really unwilling to be destroyed in his hands.

"Are you saying that a friend from the north has already arrived in the North Underworld?" Yang Hu was overjoyed when he heard this.

"It should have arrived, maybe it's been a mess during this time, or do you want to arrange someone to search for it in the city tomorrow?" Zheng Dapeng asked tentatively.

"Well, you should hurry up and do this matter, it is best to probe that friend's tone, if he can intervene, it is the best, if not, there is only one last way to choose..."Yang Hu sighed when he heard this.

"Yes, my subordinates will arrange it right away..."Zheng Dapeng said and was about to get up and walk out.

But at this time, Yang Hu's cronies, who were in charge of finding out the news, came back, and they sent three pieces of jade slips in a row before stopping.

Yang Hu seems to have a violent personality, but he is a really cautious person, and the jade slip in his hand will be destroyed immediately after seeing it.

"Evil Sect, the four major halls in the southeast, northwest, and northwest are actually facing the same situation at the same time, who are these people in white?" Yang Hu's expression at the moment was very solemn.

"It's really weird, this is a secret letter from the Dongling Prefecture General Palace..."The black-clothed henchman said and took out a piece of jade and handed it over.

"Second brother?" Yang Hu hesitated for a moment, but then took the jade slip and looked at it.

The content of this secret letter seemed to be quite long, and Yang Hu looked at half of the incense before stopping.

And it is also obvious that after reading this secret letter, the expression on Yang Hu's face became more and more solemn, obviously the content of the secret letter must have said something terrible.

"The second brother led the people to fight with that group of people, and he was injured, and the letter reminded me that there are very likely to be one or two people in white whose strength has reached the late stage of the Transformation Yuan or even the early stage of the Dao Yuan, and I must be more careful..."

"Hall Master, it's just a little strange, my subordinates have sent three urgent secret letters to the Xuanxin Prefecture General Hall in a row, and there is still no response, like a mud cow entering the sea..."

Yang Hu fell silent when he heard this, pacing and walking back and forth in the main hall, obviously thinking about countermeasures in his mind.

"The big brother's group of people have always been low-key and secretive, and it's strange to receive their reply, the more this happens, the more the problem appears on his side, causing trouble and wanting me to wait for the blame, it's really a good calculation, ghost, you're like this... You secretly go to Xuanxin Prefecture to investigate, you must find out what's going on, be careful..."Yang Hu nodded when he heard this.

"Yes—" The Black Shadow commanded and disappeared into the main hall.

Regarding the conversation between the two, Zheng Dapeng listened to it very well on the side, and with his intelligence, it was naturally not difficult to hear that there was still a secret in it.

But now that he has heard so much, recalling Yang Hu's methods, he can't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"Are you afraid, are you worried that this temple will kill you?" Seeing this, Yang Hu asked jokingly.

"Don't dare... Don't dare..."Zheng Dapeng could only respond with embarrassment when he heard this.

"The friend from the north is only seen by you, don't do anything during this time, just wait in the city, if you find him brought over to see the main hall as soon as possible, go..."

"It's... It's..."Zheng Dapeng got up and ran out with a sigh of relief.

In the blink of an eye, another three days have passed, and in these three days, the people who have been cowering in the North Underworld City to receive the temple have long been unable to bear it.

More than a dozen waves of people were sent before and after, and there were also corresponding masters accompanying them, but they were gone.

After losing a lot of people in a row, Yang Hu didn't dare to be reckless, so he could only force everyone to continue to shrink.

On the morning of the fourth day, in a small inn in the North Underworld, there was a room in the innermost corridor on the second floor.

The room hadn't been opened since it had been opened once four days ago, and hadn't been opened again until today.

At this time, there was a man lying on the bed in this room, a sturdy man with his upper body wrapped in gauze.

It is not difficult to tell through the many bright red blood stains that the gauze is seriously injured.

The person has indeed been in a coma for four days, and if it weren't for the fact that he was still breathing evenly, who would have thought that he would survive such a serious injury.

Whoop...

I saw that this person was agitated, his right leg kicked directly, and the wooden head on the edge of the bed was directly kicked and broken.

"Woohoo... It hurts... It hurts...", this movement seems to be a little bigger, and the result is that the whole body is affected.

That's right, this person is Ming Jiutian, who was stabbed twenty or thirty times in a row by that cold woman in the wilderness outside the North Underworld City before, but still refused to stop.

When he woke up and saw everything in front of him, he clearly remembered that he had been abandoned in the wilderness, how could he appear in this place.

And looking at the gauze wrapped around the body, this is obviously rescued by someone, but this binding technique is a bit flattering.

After this period of recovery, it was obvious that most of it had recovered, and Ming Jiutian got up and walked towards the door.

Walking to the corner of the second floor, I poked my head and looked down, only to find that this was actually a restaurant.

"Yo... Guest officer, are you awake? Then a voice came from behind him.

"How long has Ben Shao slept?" Realizing that there was someone, Ming Jiutian turned around and asked.

"Oh, officer, you can be scared to death, it's already the fourth day, don't you know, the day you were sent, the blood all over your body was going to drain, I didn't expect that you couldn't die, it's really a blessing..."Nian Xiaoer exclaimed when he heard this.

"Then do you know who saved Ben Shao?" Ming Jiutian nodded when he heard this.

Thinking of that scene at that time, Ming Jiutian hated it so much that the roots of his teeth itched, that hateful woman was simply a madman, and she didn't care about it at all.

It may be possible to say that the cold woman's conscience suddenly stopped at a critical moment, but if it was said that she saved him, she would not believe it if she was killed in the ninth day.

"I don't know about this little one, you were sent in the middle of the night four days ago, and the shopkeeper personally received you, we don't know what's going on..."

"And what about your shopkeeper?" Ming Jiutian asked when he heard this.

"No, the old man who is busy keeping accounts at the counter is our shopkeeper, you can just ask him..."

Ming Jiutian looked down and did see an old man who looked to be fifty or sixty years old standing at the counter, with no strength, and he didn't look like a master.

Walking to the counter, Ming Jiutian did not speak, but looked silently, and at this moment, the old man naturally saw Ming Jiutian.

"You're the shopkeeper?" Ming Jiutian asked in a low voice.

"That's right," the shopkeeper responded.

"Do you know who saved me?" Ming Jiutian asked again when he heard this.

"I don't know," the shopkeeper shook his head.

"And what does the guy who saved me look like?" Ming Jiutian asked for the third time.

"I don't know," the shopkeeper shook his head.

Ming Jiutian was a little dumbfounded when he heard this, and he didn't know anything about the old man, either he really didn't know, or he didn't want to say it, but it seemed that the former seemed to be a little more likely.