Late at night, the moon and stars are scarce, tonight's Jinyang City is destined to be unpeaceful.

The gate of the City Lord's Mansion fell suddenly, and Shi Ziming stepped into the mansion with one foot, his face gloomy and terrifying.

Not long ago, the five subordinates he sent to monitor the City Lord's Mansion were all extinguished, and he anxiously rushed here to find the location of the ambush of the five people, only to see that the ground was stained with blood, and there was not even a corpse left!

The death of these five people is inseparable from his order, Shi Ziming was angry, summoned the people of the Demon Slaying Division, directly destroyed the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, and rushed into the mansion, intending to find the culprit of all this and cut it with a thousand knives!

Because the movement was too big, everyone in the mansion ran out one after another, including the city lord Ye Heng and his sub-Ye Luoting.

Ye Luoting saw that the gate of his house was destroyed, and shouted: "What are you going to do? This is the City Lord's Mansion, and it's not your turn to slay demons here! ”

With a wave of Shi Ziming's right hand, the hysterical Ye Luoting was immediately detained and could no longer say a word.

"There is an evil cult in the city lord's mansion, I will thoroughly investigate the whole mansion with the order of the demon Si Zheng, and gather everyone here, if anyone dares to disobey the order......" Shi Ziming put down the big wine gourd he was carrying, only to hear a bang, the ground shattered, and the cracks spread everywhere.

The threat is self-evident!

Ye Heng stared at all this coldly, and had no intention of stopping it, but sneered: "Lord Si Zheng is so majestic, do you know what the consequences will be if the Demon Slayer Division trespasses into the City Lord's Mansion?" ”

Shi Zimingpi didn't smile: "What the city lord said, what is trespassing, there is an evil cult who killed my five brothers, and then fled to your mansion, I am completely for your safety."

Hey, you guys, don't hurry up and protect the city lord, don't let that evil cult take advantage of it! ”

When several people heard this, they immediately surrounded Ye Heng with the momentum of horns, which was not so much protection as to prevent him from escaping.

And the rest of the fellow Demon Slayer Division entered the City Lord's Mansion one after another and began to search, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that it was breathless.

About half an hour later, everyone returned to the gate, Shi Ziming looked at Cang Feilan, who was the leader, and saw that the other party shook his head.

Nothing to gain!

Shi Ziming's brows furrowed, and he immediately cast a ghost eye, arguing about ghosts and souls, he glanced at the gathered people in the City Lord's Mansion, all of them were complete, and there was no abnormality!

Ye Heng sneered: "It seems that our Lord Si Zheng has looked away and has not found the evil?" ”

When Shi Ziming heard this, he approached step by step, and asked condescendingly, "Where did the seven-rank martial artist who has been guarding your son go?" ”

Ye Heng disagreed: "He's a person, and he's not a leashed dog, can I keep watching him?"

Wufu is angry, he may have gone to the Qinglou, Lord Si Zheng is also a frequent visitor to the Qinglou, why don't you look for it? ”

The two looked at each other, and they were also invisibly fighting.

Seeing that there would be no more results tonight, Shi Ziming turned around and picked up the big wine gourd, and strode away: "Let's go!" ”

"Don't send it!" Ye Heng's expression was as usual, but when everyone in the Demon Slayer Division left, his eyes turned completely black in an instant, and they quickly returned to normal.

......

On the other side, Xinquan Street, Lao Li's house.

The dilapidated wooden door was squeaked open, and an uninvited guest came, and with the help of the hazy moonlight, it was clear that it was the seven-rank martial artist who disappeared from the City Lord's Mansion.

When Li Lao heard the movement, he walked out of the back room: "It's too late today, don't sell alcohol." ”

Wufu didn't open his mouth, but there was a sound in his body: "Who would have thought that Li Yang, the commander of the Zhenling Army eighteen years ago, has now become like this." ”

Lao Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the martial artist: "The method of puppet corpse...... Oh, people are not people, ghosts are not ghosts, come to me lame and do something. ”

"Back then, you led an army of 100,000 to fight with the Garuda clan at Zhenling Pass, and returned with a tragic victory.

However, Mukden City turned a blind eye and did not send anyone to meet and treat you, resulting in all the returning soldiers being burned to death except for you.

Don't you hate? Takefu's eyes glowed with a faint green light, like ghost fire, and his words were provocative.

Lao Li's chest rose and fell slightly, as if he remembered the past, and under his calm expression, there was hidden unknown anger.

"So?"

"So...... We have come to you, hoping that you can join us to destroy the great dry and reforge this world! ”

The night breeze blows, and the silence is terrible.

Lao Li didn't respond, and only laughed out loud after a long time.

"What are you laughing at?" The presence inside Takeo asked.

"I'm a little moved by what I said." Lao Li grinned.

"In that case......" Before the words fell, the shadows of the surrounding houses turned into huge black pillars, like coffins, burying the martial artist in an instant.

Lao Li turned around, returned to the inner room, and laughed at himself: "If I promise you, how will my deceased brother think of me when I set foot on Huangquan Road in the future." ”

On the way back that year, those living soldiers died in this Jinyang City.

For him, it was not so much Jinyang City as Forbidden Yang City.

This is his Li Yang's city, and it is also his Li Yang's coffin.

......

In the City Lord's Mansion, Ye Heng in the dark room opened his eyes: "Ghost Bodhisattva, as you predicted, Li Yang did not agree to join us. ”

The pitch-black statue with three heads and six arms let out a penetrating laugh: "These soldiers are all tendons, and it is more difficult to let them go against their hearts than to make that big-stomach king not eat." ”

"How are you going to do that? When to get started? ”

"It's almost there, everything is ready, there is only one opportunity left."

The two were still talking, but hurried footsteps could be heard outside the house.

Ye Luoting entered the house, looked around cautiously, and asked, "Dad, where is the ghost-faced adult?" ”

"He was summoned by the Tang family of the Fengtian City Military Department and has already left."

Ye Luoting breathed a sigh of relief: "So the remaining two martial artists who came back from the dead were also taken away by him?" ”

"Yes, what are you looking for me here?" Ye Heng tilted his head and looked at it, his eyes were indifferent.

Ye Luoting was shocked in his heart, he always felt that his father had become strange after the ghost face came.

"I want to ask, how to deal with Qin Feng of the Qin family next, after all, we have no one at hand.

And that kid always has a guard by his side. ”

"We don't have to deal with this anymore."

When Ye Luoting heard this, he was full of puzzlement: "Don't you need us to deal with it?" But Dad, didn't you still want to use his corpse to curry favor with the Tang family of the Ministry of War in exchange for our opportunity to enter Fengtian City? ”

"I don't want to repeat the same words." Ye Heng stared at Ye Luoting, the latter trembled when he saw this, and immediately stopped asking, and hurriedly said goodbye and left.

The three six-armed statues spoke again: "Qin Feng of the Qin family? Who's that? ”

"It's just the son of a third-class Fengguo general who provoked the Tang family of the Ministry of War, and in order not to arouse Ye Heng's suspicions, he calculated according to his memory.

Later, I saw that he had a good skin, and I wanted to use it as a collection by the way, and it didn't matter to anyone. ”

"Collect skins, your tastes are still so vulgar...... I'm going to be busy and I can't contact you anymore, so keep a low profile yourself. ”

"I'm waiting for your good news......"