"It is a scholar, capable of literature and martial arts, and was sent by the imperial court to rescue Wu Hanlin in the Yuan Tu Kingdom, Wu Hanlin was the chief military division who guarded Nanshan City before, and then disappeared. Fat Zhixian said in a daze.

"How is Li Wentao now?" Wang Chuan asked eagerly.

"I don't know. ”

"Do you know where the young women who were taken away have gone?" Wang Chuan continued.

"I don't know, there is an insider of the Liu family, who once whispered to the lower officials, the Liu family must not be offended by the world, the case of the woman's disappearance cannot be investigated, and the Liu family has a god, if you touch it, you will be wiped out. "Zhixian is amazing.

"Godman?" Wang Chuan chewed on the word.

"It is said that he is a person who can fly to the heavens and the earth, and he cannot be described. The magistrate added.

"Could it be a cultivator, it's a little tricky!" Wang Chuan lowered his head and frowned.

"I want to know about Li Wentao and the missing woman, who do I ask about?" Wang Chuan finally asked.

"This~this~ should be going to Liu's inner mansion. Fat Zhixian sighed and felt a little sleepy.

"Do you have a name? There must be a child of the Liu family with real power. Wang Chuan added.

"Let me think about it, by the way, Liu Yuan, he is the head of the Liu family's internal affairs, the Liu family's descendant, he has a lot of power in his hands, and he knows a lot of insiders. Zhixian thought for a while.

"How can I meet him?"

"Liu Yuan has his own private house outside Liu's mansion, just in the west of the city, the scale is not small, the guard is strict, he usually likes to go to Cuiwei Pavilion and listen to small songs. ”

"Okay, go to sleep!" Wang Chuan withdrew his mana, and Fat Zhixian immediately fell to the ground and fell asleep.

Wang Chuan left the yamen, standing in the night and pondering, the Liu family is also divided into the inner courtyard and the outer courtyard, the water is not shallow, and there are cultivators, Wang Chuan feels that he is touching some true images, no matter what, I must go, since I have met it, I can't retreat, Wang Chuan is dark.

Immediately, Wang Chuan got up and went to Cuiwei Pavilion, the place of fireworks in the Che Canal, and the Qinglou.

The Cuiwei Pavilion in Chequ City is not comparable to ordinary brothels, the women in it are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and they are well-informed, and under the beautiful appearance, the thieves are very good.

It is said that this Cuiwei Pavilion is a literati and ink writer, a place where dignitaries compete for financial resources and knowledge, money and talent must be the same, otherwise they are not qualified to enter at all, and there is also absolute power.

Speaking of Liu Yuan, the head of the Liu family's internal affairs, this person has a lot of money and absolute power, especially in this Qingzhou Mansion, he must not be underestimated, Liu Yuan is not lustful, but he likes to listen to some small songs, so he is a frequent visitor here, and he is happy to listen to it, and he is a lot of silver and reward money.

Today, Liu Yuan, who had just dealt with a bunch of tedious housekeeping, came to Cuiwei Pavilion in a sedan chair with two entourages.

Liu Yuan got off the sedan chair, his steps were steady, his bearing was deep, his body was seven-foot, not fat, he was in a brocade robe, his hair was tied with a crown, his hands were white and thin, he had a large gemstone ring between his fingers, his long face was beardless, his eyes revealed a deep and shrewd light, and his entourage took out a silver ticket from his arms, and stuffed it in the hands of the steward of Cuiwei Pavilion without looking at it, and the steward of Cuiwei Pavilion nodded and bowed his subordinates, and respectfully invited them in.

Wang Chuan stood in the distance, found this place from a distance, saw Liu Yuan go up to the third floor, entered a box, and the entourage was waiting outside, and after a while, the beautiful singing voice of the woman and the beautiful sound of the piano floated out of the pavilion, Wang Chuan Lingjue found that Liu Yuan was drinking alone, listening to the music, thoughtful.

After a while, Wang Chuan got up, hid his figure, entered the pavilion through the back door, and quietly came to Liu Yuan's box, taking advantage of Liu Yuan's unnoticed, he suddenly appeared, and the soul dementorship was launched, instantly controlling Liu Yuan, and the beautiful woman who was singing there was frightened, and was about to make a sound, only to see Wang Chuan shining all over, waving his hand, qi forbidden technique, choking the woman's throat and preventing her from speaking.

"Don't force me to kill, continue your business, understand?" Wang Chuan said with a murderous awe-inspiring awe, his eyes were cold, and his face was expressionless.

The woman then settled down a little and nodded, and Wang Chuan then let go of the mana.

The woman unfolded her voice very well and continued to sing, playing the guzheng, very well-behaved, very smart and no longer moved, Wang Chuan refocused his attention on Liu Yuan.

"Your name is Liu Yuan?" Wang Chuan's eyes shimmered, shooting out the light of the dementor.

"Yes!" Liu Yuan's soul was restrained, and he immediately replied blankly.

"Tell me about the missing woman?" asked Wang Chuan.

Liu Yuan suddenly struggled when he heard this, Wang Chuan saw this, and immediately strengthened his mana, and the soul beam shot out a string of runes, which penetrated deep into Liu Yuan's soul and suppressed it, Liu Yuan's mind was lost again, and he fell, his eyes were dull and confused.

The singing is still the same, and the piano is exquisite.

"Tell me about the missing woman?" repeated Wang Chuan.

"They were taken away by the Lich Cult. Liu Yuan said in a daze.

"What kind of sect is the Lich Sect, and what is the combat power?" Wang Chuan was surprised, a sect actually appeared, which was unexpected.

"The Lich Sect is the contact of my little master, we don't know, the Liu family is only assisting in some things now, and the little master ordered it. ”

"Little master, who is it?" Wang Chuan's face was gloomy, and his mood was suddenly bad, he intuitively felt that the situation was out of control, and it was far from being as simple as he thought.

"The little master of my family is the seventh son of the head of the family, with different talents, he was accepted as an apprentice by the Xianmen, and now he is an apprentice in the Fire God Palace of the Heavenly God Sect. Liu Yuan revealed the core secret, and Wang Chuan secretly wrote it down.

"Where is your little master now?"

"He is practicing in the Fire God Palace, sending his subordinates to contact the family, the Lich Cult has a deal with him, and the little master usually does not take the initiative to come forward. ”

"Where is the woman the Lich Cult took away?"

"Qingzhou boundary, Scorpion Snake Valley, in the Mang Mountains. ”

"Can you know Li Wentao?" got the information he wanted, Wang Chuan changed the topic and asked about his friend's whereabouts.

Liu Yuan fell into thought, and after a while, he said, "Know." A while ago, a small festival envoy, for a woman named Zhang Yixiang, did not know the height of the sky, and made obstacles with my Liu family everywhere, and was secretly taken down by my Liu family. ”

When Wang Chuan heard Zhang Yixiang, he was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't believe it, could it be such a coincidence?

"Li Wentao, where is he now?"

"Locked in the water prison of the Liu family, I guess I'm about to run out of breath. Liu Yuan was confused, and said with a sneer on his face.

"Tell me about him and Zhang Yixiang?" Wang Chuan turned to ask, he is really angry and good now.

"Hey, why don't you sing?" Wang Chuan found that he couldn't hear the singing, so he asked angrily, viciously, turned his head and looked at the singer again, looking like a gossip, stretching his white neck, listening attentively, full of curiosity.

"Ah!~" Seeing that Wang Chuan was fierce and vicious, the singer was so frightened that she hurriedly started singing again.

"Tell me about Li Wentao and Zhang Yixiang, hurry!" Wang Chuan scolded Liu Yuan.

"The old man is not very clear. ”

When Wang Chuan heard this, he wanted to hit someone.

"Where is Zhang Yixiang?"

"This woman was taken away by the Lich Cult, and now I don't know what is going on?"

Damn, Wang Chuan suppressed his anger, a killing intent permeated, and the questioning was over.

To kill or not to kill? Wang Chuan hesitated.

"By the way, where is the water prison?" Wang Chuan suddenly thought of this and hurriedly asked.

"The water prison is in the northern suburbs of Chequ, Liujiazhuang, where my Liu family trains the children of the family. Liu Yuan's soul was eroded and he was in a state of fatigue.

Wang Chuan was silent when he heard this, and suddenly stunned this Liu Yuan, turned his head to look at the singer, his eyes flickered, cold, and thought about what to do. I can't bear to kill, I can't do it, and I have a soft heart.

The singer was furious, stopped and said, "Childe, I won't say anything about here." ”

Wang Chuan was unmoved, and suddenly a method sounded, he took out a piece of yellow paper that had been stored before from his storage bag, his right hand pointed together, and the light was shining, and he wanted to draw a tracking rune, but he drew five sheets in a row before he barely succeeded, and the last stroke fell, the yellow paper flashed, and he went down, Wang Chuan's small bowl, after boiling it, mixed it with water, and handed it to the singer.

"Drink it, as long as you are obedient, you can not die. Wang Chuan looked at this singer and said ruthlessly.

"Okay!" the singer didn't think about it, picked up the small bowl, pursed her lips and drank it all.

Wang Chuan could immediately sense a little spiritual source of herself in her body, like a little fire in the darkness, very clear.

"Very good, listen well, you know what is going on here. If the news leaks, I'll come and find you, and it's useless for you to hide anywhere. Wang Chuan reminded.

The little girl knew about it and swore not to talk nonsense. The singer was frightened and hurriedly said.

"Okay, now let me ask you, does this person usually do a lot of evil?" Wang Chuan pointed at the sleeping Liu Yuan, his eyes were cold and full of murderous intent.

The little woman didn't know. The singer shook her head.

"Tell the truth, otherwise don't blame me for being rude. Wang Chuanjun raised his eyebrows and made a gesture to make a move.

"Don't! I said, this Liu Yuan is equivalent to the chief of the inner house, a group of Liu family minions under his command, arresting people and assassinating people and doing everything, his belly is very black, don't be confused by his appearance. "The singer poured beans into the bamboo tube and said something I really wanted.

Hearing this, Wang Chuan squinted his eyes, his sword eyebrows hung upside down, and finally waved his hand, and a snow-bright qi blade cut through Liu Yuan's throat, blood splattered, and he died of exhaustion.