At night, a courtyard in the south corner of Langya City is brightly lit. In the starry night, it is like a diamond dotted on the earth.

The breeze blew and the yard was quiet. Except for this yard. The lights all around were dim. In this underworld disaster, many people still died in Langya County, and the lights at night were far less vigorous than before.

For some, this offers a huge bargain.

"Squeak!"

The gate opened, and a middle-aged man with blazing eyes and sharp eyes opened the gate and walked in from the courtyard outside. The room was silent, and seven or eight black-robed men sat in the lobby, with a huge black-dyed sheepskin mat underneath them.

Under the blackened sheepskin mat, a stream of blood faintly oozed out of the air, emitting a strong smell of blood. Looking closely, following the source of the blood, you can see more than a dozen corpses lying in the next room.

Among these corpses were rich merchants, maids, wet nurses, and old servants...... All of them fell there motionless.

For these, the seven or eight black-robed people turned a blind eye, and each one looked cold, sitting cross-legged on a blackened sheepskin mat, like a wood carved clay sculpture.

The middle-aged man walked in, his eyes swept over the dozen or so piled corpses next door, and frowned slightly. But he didn't say much, and as soon as his robe flicked, he immediately sat down at the south end of the vacant mat.

"What's the matter, it's been so long, have you found out the news? The Skeleton Ghost King has a lot of strength, and he was killed like this, and even the Netherworld Array it guarded was broken. It's impossible that something so big has happened that no news can get out?"

The middle-aged man glanced at the black-clothed people sitting in a deep voice.

The evil way is highly disciplined, and the punishment is far harsher than outsiders imagine. This time there was a huge disruption to the operations above. The Skeleton Ghost King was killed, the Nether Array was broken, and the entire operation almost died, but he couldn't find any news, which put him under tremendous pressure.

I've asked a few times. Don't find out why. I'm afraid I'm going to face severe punishment from the organization. This made him walk heavily every time he stepped into this place, as if he had two mountains pressed on his shoulders.

It's the first time I've been in the organization for so long that I've encountered this kind of intractable problem.

"Helmsman, this matter is really strange. Inside and outside the Ten Thousand Graves, our people have turned over more than ten times. The Skeleton Ghost King was not found at all. Wanfen Ridge is its old nest. This time it's over. It doesn't make sense not to go back there. From this point of view, I am afraid that he is really dead. ”

On the left-hand side, a black-robed man at the level of a military general straightened up and said, his face was expressionless, but his voice revealed a thick doubt:

"The most strange thing is that our people have been there for a long time. Those sect disciples still thought that the Skeleton Ghost King was still alive. I still don't dare to go near there. ”

"Is it possible that they are deliberately hiding the information? Or is it that their elders are deliberately misleading us?"

The middle-aged man immediately said.

"No way. Our people deliberately approached them after camouflage. They still talk about the tiger's color change. There is a lot of fear, not like a fake. As for the elders...... , with the consistent style of those elders of the Iron Crown Sect, they have done such a big thing, there is no reason to hide it, and they must announce it as much as possible to obtain the reward of the imperial court. This is not in their style. ”

The black robe is humane. He still wonders about this matter.

"Ghost Armor, what about you?"

The middle-aged man looked to the right-hand side. The breath is like an abyss, and he is even more vigorous in a black robe. The black-robed man's face was as bright as iron, as if he had been welded to the floor. It feels extremely dangerous.

"No news. Our people have lit the Soul Summoning Lamp in all possible places where the Netherworld Array is customary. But there was no response at all. The Skeleton Ghost King should be dead. We can't even confirm that he went to the underworld. ”

Ghost Armor said in a deep voice.

The middle-aged man's heart sank slightly, he knew the ability of the ghost armor. If he said so, it meant that the underworld could not find any news at all. It's the same with someone else.

"What about you?"

The middle-aged man's gaze swept over the others in the room.

"No, not a shred of news. ”

"Now everyone is talking about the space-time vortex in Pingchuan City, and no one notices that the original underworld creatures are actually from the Ten Thousand Tombs in the north. ”

"We've been checking a lot of places in the past few months. Spies from other denominations were also contacted. No one talks about the Skeleton Ghost King at all. ”

"I don't have any news here. There wasn't any news about the Skeleton Ghost King, and it was as if it had evaporated. ”

"We've been through a lot of situations. But this situation has never happened before.

......

Everyone shook their heads. This was something that everyone had not expected before they set out. But it was true that no information could be found.

The Skeleton Ghost King seems to have evaporated out of thin air, not knowing if it is alive. I don't know if it's death. If it weren't for the fact that he knew that the Skeleton Ghost King was unlikely to betray, many people even wondered if the Ghost King had absconded in fear of crime.

The middle-aged man looked at the seven or eight black-robed people around him, and when he heard their reply, his face became worse and worse.

"Ridiculous!"

The middle-aged man's face turned pale: "So you want to sue me now, did the Skeleton Ghost King evaporate out of thin air?"

Thinking of the results that he might face after reporting this result, the middle-aged man's face became even more ugly.

"My lord, this thing is really weird. The Netherworld Circle was at its peak when it was suddenly interrupted. In addition, with the strength of the Skeleton Ghost King, ordinary people are not his opponents at all. Is it possible that a certain martial arts eightfold great martial sect suddenly appeared and killed him. ”

A black-robed man said suddenly.

"Are you doubting the abilities of the upper reaches right now?"

The middle-aged man said with a gloomy face. If it weren't for the special situation, the pressure from above, and the use of these guys, he really wanted to kill them all.

"The subordinates don't dare. The black-robed man hurriedly lowered his head.

"What kind of place is Langya County, how can there be so many Great Martial Sects? Even the generals of those floating fleets in the imperial court, that is, a few Sevenfold Martial Sects, have no cultivation of the Great Martial Sect at all. As long as we don't attack the floating fleet of the imperial court, we won't alarm those Great Martial Sects at all. ”

"It was said above that there is no Great Martial Sect. Then there will be absolutely none. ”

Middle-aged humane.

"But the Skeleton Ghost King has an evil spirit relic, and his strongest state is close to the Great Martial Sect. If it weren't for the Great Martial Sect, then who might have killed him?"

Another black-robed man wondered.

In a word, everyone's eyes were all on the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was silent, in fact, this was also the doubt in his heart. It's just in front of his subordinates, and it's not good to say much.

"Don't say this too absolutely. Although the Skeleton Ghost King has evil spirit relics, it cannot be ruled out that others also have equally powerful treasures, or they may be besieged by many people. ”

"Our mission this time is to find out who killed it, or—"

The firelight flickered. A cold light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, "Did someone betray us?" ”

The middle-aged man remembered the advice he had received when he came this time, there were five evil spirit talismans in the Netherworld Circle. All five of these evil spirit talismans were taken away.

Yes, it was taken away!

If it weren't for the people in the Evil Dao, it would be impossible for others to take the five Evil Spirit Runes from the Netherworld Array so lightly. The cause of the death of the Skeleton Ghost King must be investigated. But it is more important to identify other forces or internal traitors.

The room was silent, and everyone was silent when it came to such a sensitive issue. In any case, this is not an answer.

"Whew!"

A breeze poured into the room through the crack in the door, blowing cool on the face. While everyone was pondering, the door opened, and a figure suddenly walked through the door in the chaotic airflow.

"Who!"

In the room, everyone was amazed. Huo jumped up, pressing the hilt of the sword one by one, as if he was about to pull out the sword at any moment. Swords and swords in the air. The shadows floated, and there was a terrible killing machine.

"Hehehe~"

At the gate, a young man who looked no more than twenty years old laughed at the scene. His demeanor was calm, and the smile on his face made it unpredictable whether he was friend or foe.

"Why, do you want to do it when you see your own people?"

Yang Ji looked at the room full of people in black and laughed. A subtle look of sarcasm flashed in the depths of his pupils. From dawn to dark, there were several detours. Finally found the lair of these people.

"Who is your own person?"

The middle-aged man said with a cold face, "What is your origin?" Why is it here?"

If it were in their old style, there wouldn't be so much nonsense at all. I would have killed him a long time ago. But this young man and old god are here, and he has no fear, and he also exudes a faint evil aura, which seems to be strong and weak, making people unable to grasp his depth for a while.

Suddenly, his gaze swept over Yang Ji's face, and the middle-aged man suddenly remembered something, and suddenly his expression changed greatly, and he pointed at Yang Ji with one hand and exclaimed: "It turned out to be you!

A strong murderous intent rose from his heart, and the middle-aged man finally remembered that this young man was the young man he had seen during the day and walked out of the General's Mansion.

"Shoot and kill him!"

The middle-aged man said urgently.

"What's the hurry?"

Yang Ji's gaze swept over everyone, and a sentence blocked the middle-aged man's next words. His gaze swept over everyone, and his expression seemed to be smiling, "I've already said it, my own people." If you are allowed to disguise your identity, will I not be allowed to disguise your identity?"

"Disguised identity, could it be that he disguised himself as a disciple of the Iron Crown Sect. And disguised as the top of Wu Xiucai's list?"

The middle-aged man said coldly.

"Why not?"

Yang Ji's eyes were like electricity, swept over, stared at the middle-aged man, and smiled, "Only in this way can it be regarded as a real disguise, isn't it?"

That kind of powerful self-confidence and aura actually invisibly calmed the people around him. The middle-aged people, including a group of black-robed people, were all shocked.

Everyone almost instinctively felt that Yang Ji was not their own. But if it weren't for his own people, how could he be so old and fearless, and Yang Ji's attitude was constantly deepening everyone's suspicions.

――If it weren't for your own people, how could you have known that they were here? How could he appear in front of them so swaggeringly.

“...... Moreover, when have you ever seen a decent disciple practicing evil martial arts?"

Yang Ji seemed to know what everyone was thinking, and finally added.

This sentence seems to have had an effect. The middle-aged man's demeanor relaxed slightly, but he still did not let his guard down. (To be continued)