Under the cover of night, Anshun Mansion was very quiet.

The lights have been extinguished and the residents have fallen into a deep sleep. The white moonlight shone on the gray eaves, and it looked like a layer of cold hoarfrost.

Gu Xu held the map in his hand, followed Shangguan Jin and Chu Fengge, and along the wide street, he came to the yamen of the Exorcism Division again.

At the same time, Wu Ming, a thousand households in Anshun Mansion, had finished his day's work and returned to the duty room in the backyard to prepare for a rest.

He did not immediately go to bed.

Instead, he sat quietly on the edge of the bed and lit the charcoal fire at his feet with Zhenyuan, while taking out a few crumpled pieces of paper from his coat pocket and throwing them into the flames.

Suddenly, orange-red tongues of fire spurted upward, like a pack of hungry wolves that saw their prey, and instantly devoured the papers.

"Knock knock"!

Just then, he heard a knock on the door.

"Who will come to the door in the middle of the night?"

Wu Ming frowned slightly and stood up.

He was going to go straight to open the door. However, halfway through, he suddenly remembered that the door had been locked by him.

So, he had to go back to his desk, take the key from the drawer, and reopen the rusty lock.

However, when he saw the faces of several people standing outside the door, he was suddenly stunned, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Fortunately, he has been in the officialdom of Daqi for many years, and he has a far more controllable ability than ordinary people to control his expression.

Soon, he smiled calmly, perfectly hiding his surprise.

"Mr. Wen, you completed the task I gave you so quickly?" He said in a calm, even appreciative, tone.

The few people standing outside the door were undoubtedly Gu Xu, Chu Fengge and Shangguan Jin.

Chu Fengge clasped his hands in front of his chest, with an obvious impatient expression on his face; Shangguan Jin narrowed his eyes and looked at Wu Qianhu with playful eyes.

As for Gu Xu, he bowed his head slightly, his face was indifferent, showing the polite and humble appearance that a subordinate should have when facing his boss.

"Fortunately, Lord Wu."

As he spoke, he took off the jade pendant from his waist, held it in the palm of his hand, and tapped it twice.

Suddenly, the jade pendant glowed with brilliant light, and then converged into a light curtain, in this deep night, reproducing the scene when Gu Xu and his companions killed the "Fallen Heads People".

Wu Ming stared at the picture on the light curtain seriously.

He saw Gu Xu use the "Body Binding Talisman" with the "Restraining Spell" to wipe out the heads of the "Fallen Heads People" flying in the air in the blink of an eye.

He saw Chu Fengge in the village where the "Falling Heads People" lived, using True Yuan to condense into a scorching star fire, and instantly incinerating the "Falling Heads People" into ashes.

He took a deep breath, trying to maintain his composure. But his hands still involuntarily clenched into fists, and the joints of his fingers made a crunching sound.

He suddenly felt that the "Wen Yannian" and his subordinates in front of him were not the same as he had in his impression—they seemed to have been taken away by someone, and they had all become strange existences.

"Wen Yannian, when did you learn this talisman technique?" Wu Ming tried to squeeze out a smile, reached out and patted Gu Xu's shoulder, and said to him, "It looks very powerful." ”

"Lord Wu, I have more powerful moves, do you want to see it?" Gu Xu asked rhetorically in a mysterious tone.

Without waiting for Wu Ming to respond, he tapped on the jade pendant again, and the picture on the light curtain suddenly changed.

The villages inhabited by the "fallen people" have disappeared.

In its place, there are deep and shady mountain forests.

Wu Ming clearly saw that ghosts and monsters such as "ghost", "ghost", "hairy ghost", "hideous ghost", "poor ghost" and so on appeared one after another among the towering ancient trees, lined up in a neat queue, like an army waiting for review.

Behind them, the "Lord of the Yelang Kingdom" wearing a black robe and a high crown quietly appeared—the eyes behind his golden mask were like holes in a black hole, as if they were looking at Wu Ming from a distant space.

Wu Qianhu's face suddenly turned pale.

"Wen Yannian" and his subordinates were not surprised to see this "Lord of the Yelang Country".

To his surprise, there were two other things—the first was that they were able to discover the true location of the habitat of the "Fallen Heads"; The second thing is that they were able to come back alive after meeting the "Lord of the Yoro Country".

In his memory, "Wen Yannian" was just a third-realm cultivator, and his subordinates cultivated even lower...... How did they do such an outrageous thing?

"Lord Wu, if I'm not mistaken, you and this 'Fierce God' level 'Yelang Country Lord' should know each other, right?" At this time, Gu Xu grasped the initiative of his words and asked with a smile.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Wu Qianhu frowned and said coldly.

The tone in which he spoke had become a little impatient.

Gu Xu had already seen that Wu Qianhu's mood was very uncalm at this time—it was like a pot of water boiling on the stove, just adding another fire was enough to make it gurgle and boil.

So Gu Xu smiled, took out the yellowed map, pointed to the eye-catching red circle on it, and said to Wu Qianhu: "Lord Wu, the place you marked me is not the habitat of the 'Luotou people', but the location of the 'Yelang Country Lord'......

"Tell me, is this because you and the 'Lord of the Yelang Country' are old acquaintances, so you want me to go and say hello to him on your behalf?

"Or are you worried that he will go hungry in the uninhabited mountains and forests for a long time, so you want to bring him a good meal?"

Hearing his words, Wu Qianhu could no longer restrain his emotions.

He knew that the few people in front of him already knew his hidden secret. He had to do whatever it took to make these people disappear from the world.

As a result, a strong True Yuan aura erupted from his body.

A strong wind suddenly passed through the hall, and his clothes rattled.

Gu Xu took a step back.

He could feel that Wu Qianhu, like Chu Fengge, was a monk of the Fifth Realm. The momentum of his body is rising, and it is simply palpitating.

Then, Wu Qianhu raised his hand and summoned his natal saber out of thin air, and then he clenched the saber and slashed towards Gu Xu's location with murderous intent.

This sword is thin and sharp. The blade of the sword reflected the orange candle flame, as if it had been forged from flames.

But Gu Xu's face did not change.

The moment Wu Qianhu summoned the sword, he commanded in a flat tone: "Chu Fengge, aren't you going to do it yet?" ”

PS: The second is asking for a monthly pass!