"Hehe... No matter how cunning the fox is, it can't escape the clutches of Orion! Two old-timers, let's continue to follow..."

A glint of wisdom flashed in his eyes, and Shen Wuxian smiled slightly, and fell from the roof.

Seeing this, Guan Que and Qiao Lan also fell from the sky, and the three of them continued to quietly follow behind the prisoner car.

After a long time, after crossing the two streets again, Mu Tong and his party escorted the prisoner car to the Yamen of Jincheng Mansion!

At this moment, an official wearing a black gauze hat was waiting outside the gate of the government for a long time.

"Master Mu, the lower officials have been waiting for a long time..."

Seeing the arrival of Mu Tong and his party, the official immediately stepped forward to greet him.

"Governor Zhang, the prisoner Xie Junhao has been delivered, according to the meaning of the shouzun, there is no need to take more care, he is already exhausted in martial arts, just like ordinary people, just detain him in an ordinary cell..."

Hugging his fists, Mu Tong commanded expressionlessly.

This official wearing a black gauze hat is the prefect of Jincheng!

"It's... Master Mu, Xie Junhao is a repeat offender, the first lord wants to detain him in an ordinary cell, if something goes wrong, the lower officials can't afford it..."

Hearing this, Governor Zhang frowned and asked timidly in his heart.

"Don't be afraid, you can do what the master wants..."

In front of him, he lifted the wine gourd and poured a sip of wine, and Ming Chong said lazily.

"Yes, yes, yes... Xia Guan understands..."

Hearing this, Governor Zhang nodded and hurriedly complied.

Subsequently, Wang Zhutou took dozens of officials and immediately pushed the prisoner car into the palace.

And the three of Mu Tong also followed Governor Zhang's mansion into the mansion and sat together to guard Xie Junhao!

In the distance, in the dark alleys of the streets, seeing the prisoner car enter the mansion, the gate was closed, and after Shen Wuxian and the three of them glanced at each other, they left quietly.

Half an hour later, in the Jincheng White Crane Tower.

Since Brother Shen and the two old-timers left, Xiao'er was very worried and walked back and forth in the wings.

"Little beggar, don't worry, there are two old-timers here, and the second brother will not be in danger..."

Sitting in front of the wooden table, seeing Xiao'er moth's frowning and fidgeting, Xie Yifeng shook the white paper fan in his hand and comforted softly.

It's just that having said that, my heart is also anxious and worried.

Suddenly, as soon as he finished speaking, the three men in black entered the room through the window.

"Brother Shen!"

Seeing these three black-clothed people, Xiao'er stopped her lotus step and immediately called out.

"Xiao'er, big brother, we're back..."

Tearing off the black cloth on his face, revealing a cold and handsome face, his eyes looked at Xiao'er and Xie Yifeng, and Shen Wuxian smiled slightly.

"Well, it's good to come back, second brother, you and the two old-timers have been gone for two hours, Xiao'er and I are very worried, I am afraid that you will be discovered by Nangong Huang..."

Seeing that the second brother and the two old-timers returned safely and closed the white paper fan, Xie Yifeng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Big brother, don't worry, we are careful, Nangong Huang has not discovered us..."

Shaking his head, Shen Wuxian said confidently.

"Second brother, two old-timers, what did you find when you explored the Killing Hall at night?"

Hearing this, Xie Yifeng tapped the white paper fan in his hand on the desktop and immediately asked.

"Xie Shaoxia, we met Ling Zun in the Killing Hall..."

Looking at Xie Yifeng, Qiao Lan replied in a low voice.

"What! You've seen my dad, how is my dad now?"

Hearing the news of his father, Xie Yifeng hurriedly stood up, with an anxious look on his face.

"Alas... Ling Zun is now imprisoned in a prison car, and his martial arts have been lost, but his life is not in danger..."

Stretching out his wrinkled hand, he patted Xie Yifeng's shoulder, and Guan Que comforted him.

"Dad, the child is not filial, I made you suffer!"

Hearing that his father's martial arts had been lost and he was imprisoned in a prison car, Xie Yifeng couldn't help but have wet red eyes, gritted his teeth and roared.

"Big brother, at that time, we were about to wait for an opportunity to rescue Uncle Xie, but there were many masters in the Killing Hall, the three golden-clothed guards were all in the realm of top masters, and Nangong Huang had never shown up, so we didn't dare to act rashly..."

Seeing that the eldest brother blamed himself, Shen Wuxian frowned and sighed softly.

"Brother Shen, what should we do next?"

Beside him, blinking her beautiful eyes, Xiao'er asked in a pretty voice.

"There are two days left, Uncle Xie will be escorted to Beijing, these two days we will first stand still, secretly fly pigeons to pass the book, let the head of Qi come back, when the time comes, we will join forces together, as long as Elder Huo can contain Nangong Huang, the three gold-clothed guards, we are not afraid..."

With his hands on his chest, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and Shen Wuxian explained in a low voice.

"That's right, Nangong Huang is scheming, transferred Xie Junhao to the mansion, set a trap in the Killing Hall, and waited for us to take the bait... He didn't know about it, but we already knew about it, and when the time came, we would attack the government directly, rescue Xie Junhao, and kill him by surprise!"

Knowing Shen Wuxian's thoughts, Guan Que nodded, and confidently agreed.

"Hmph! What a Nangong Huang! It seems that this person is scheming, and it's not easy to deal with..."

Holding the white paper fan in his hand, Xie Junhao sneered when he learned that Nangong Huang secretly transferred his father and set a trap.

"Hehe... Nangong Huang is indeed insidious and cunning! Two days later, we will surprise Nangong Huang!"

Nodding, Qiao Lan took a sip of tea and echoed in a voice.

It's just that, listening to what they said, Shen Wuxian clasped his hands on his chest, but he remained silent.

I don't know why, I always feel in my heart that something is wrong?

...............

At the same time, just as everyone was fighting wits and courage with Nangong Huang, in a dark secret room.

The secret room was surrounded by walls, and the room was dim, if it weren't for the countless small holes in the walls, which drew the moonlight in, I am afraid that I would not be able to reach out and lose my fingers!

At this time, in front of a stone table in the secret room, there were three people sitting around!

In this dimly lit secret room, the three of them could not see their faces clearly, and they held pen, ink and rice paper in their hands.

And on the stone table was an iron basin with fiery charcoal burning in it.

"Sightseeing?"

After a moment of silence, I saw the person sitting in the east seat, writing on rice paper with a pen, and then putting it in an iron basin and burning it!

"Unbelievable!"

Seeing that the people in the east were confused, the people in the south immediately wrote on rice paper.

Then put the rice paper into the iron basin, and the rice paper will be burned to ashes in an instant!

"This matter... What do you think of the Silver Flute's intervention?"

Looking at the rice paper burned to ashes, the person in the north frowned, and also picked up a pen on the rice paper.

"This son is young and vigorous, don't pay attention to it, wait and see what happens!"

Blinded by the man in the north, the man in the east shook his head and replied on rice paper.

Then, the two of them put the rice paper into an iron basin and burned it.

"But... Xie Yifeng has already appeared, do you want to capture him and threaten Xie Junhao?"

Seeing that the person in the east was going to wait and see, he paused the pen and ink in his hand, and then the person in the south immediately wrote and asked.

"It makes sense, if the events of that year are leaked, the consequences will be unimaginable... Do it tomorrow!"

After thinking for a moment, the man in the east nodded, and replied with a pen on rice paper.

"If the silver flute boy stops... Kill it!"

After writing, the person in the east frowned, and then mentioned ink again.

Seeing this, a hint of fierceness flashed in the eyes of the other two, and a sneer hooked up at the corner of their mouths.

...............