But this thing, Wen Cheng also heard it from the mouth of Kui Rong Zhanhou for the first time.

"Although I don't know the formation, I know that when I was inside, I didn't kill a monster once, and this formation would stop for a few breaths. Therefore, as long as we kill Kui Rong Zhanhou, this array stops for a while, and we can naturally come out. "Wen Cheng has experienced it himself, and he has found out since the first time he killed Ding Ling's girl.

The fire is raging.

The corners of his mouth twitched when he looked at Wen Cheng in pain, and asked softly, "Brother Cheng, are you okay with your injury?"

Wen Cheng listened, gasped heavily, felt a little pain in his lungs, and said in a deep voice: "What do you think?"

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and Poor Ming hurriedly stepped forward to help Wen Cheng up from the ground, "Come on, come on, bring medicine." ”

After Poor Ming bandaged Wencheng, the two of them watched the fire continue to burn here.

There were terrible screams from the fire, and after Kui Rong Zhanhou was completely melted by the flames, it was the girl monster that reappeared, and then Ding Ling, and finally simply turned into a gray-black cloud that was constantly struggling in the flames, changing into various faces.

When the faces of Hu Si and the others also appeared from above the fire, Qi Ming sighed, "Brother Cheng, that's Boss Hu." It looks like that's where they were killed. ”

Wen Cheng listened, was slightly stunned, and did not speak. Originally, he still had some regrets that he didn't find the slightest trace of Hu Si and others. Worried that after he went back, he would be harassed by Wanyan Ting and prevent him from being promoted to director. Unexpectedly, Hu Si and the others really died here. Thinking about it, along the way, apart from here, I am afraid that Hu Si and others will not be able to stay in other places.

When Yu Shuzhen's face appeared, an iron-blooded man like Poor Ming couldn't help but shed tears, Yu Shuzhen, but he was the most optimistic subordinate, otherwise he wouldn't have taken him with him, and he didn't expect to hurt him this time.

Although he knew that he would face danger from the first day he entered the meeting, he was also mentally prepared, otherwise he would not have chosen such a defensive martial art as the Rock Knife Method. But in the past, whether he faced Jiang Yang thieves or masters of rival gangs, he dared to fight with his life without hesitation, but now? Yu Shuzhen's death is unknown, and he doesn't even know how he died.

"Brother Cheng, ...... older than him"

Wen Cheng glanced at Poor Ming, who was blaming himself, and sighed and comforted: "If you want to open a little, his death has nothing to do with you." ”

It's a pity that Wencheng's words to comfort Poor Ming didn't have any effect in a short period of time, and Poor Ming still looked depressed. He looked up and asked, "Brother Cheng, how did he die?"

Wen Cheng pondered seriously for a moment and sighed: "Although I don't know very well, I guess the cause of his death is because when Ding Ling asked for his name, he spoke. ”

"Can you kill someone when you open your mouth?" Qian Ming exclaimed, this was simply terrifying, completely beyond his imagination and previous cognition. However, no, didn't Wencheng stop Yu Shuzhen's words at that time?" "But, Brother Cheng, Lao Yu didn't say his name at that time?"

"You don't have to say it," Wen Cheng shook his head, "Maybe if he wants to say it, it's enough." ”

Poor Ming listened to the cold sweat, and suddenly he only felt that he was surrounded by the thick darkness of the night, and something terrible was staring at him in an unknowable place, as if it was going to take his life at any time. Even the raging fire around him couldn't bring him the slightest warmth.

Trembling his teeth, he said, "Brother Cheng, what are we encountering, yes, calamity?"

"I don't know. "Wencheng told the truth. He didn't know if what he encountered tonight was a catastrophe or an ordinary ghost. After all, he had only heard of the Calamity, and had never encountered it before. However, according to Xiong Jinyu, the catastrophe is not something that ordinary vice leaders can deal with, and only the master has the strength to eliminate it. His current strength is not inferior to any of the vice masters, but he still thinks that he is a little inferior to the strength of the masters.

"It's not a catastrophe, it's just a ghost. ”

Poor Ming is silent, whether it is a catastrophe or a ghost, it is the same for him, he can't afford to provoke any of them. The fact that he was able to survive such a ghost by name and murder was entirely due to luck. He was not treated by Hu Si before, and he was always a little careful in front of Hu Si, and he never said a word again. Even if Wencheng came, his habit did not change for a while.

Unexpectedly, it was this cautious habit that could save his life at a critical moment.

The knife hand continued to shoot the rocket fuel cartridge into the fire, and did not stop until it was all consumed.

Therefore, all the swordsmen gathered behind Wen Cheng and Poor Ming, and just watched the fire continue to burn. It wasn't until the fire burned out that everyone realized that it was now the third pole of the sun.

Wencheng rested for half a night, and finally regained some strength, and was able to walk freely, without the need for poor Ming to support him. The two of them walked into the ruins after the fire to check, only to see a scorched earth, all the dead branches and leaves, broken doors and windows were all burned away, leaving only black ash and a little ember, and wisps of fine green smoke rose from the ground.

The two of them stepped on the ground, and they could still feel a hot breath coming from the ground, and the temperature of the entire scorched earth remained high.

Seeing this situation, Wencheng's heart was relieved, it seemed that everything was burned clean, and nothing was left. Suddenly, he saw something out of his eye, took two quick steps, leaned down and picked up a red rope from the ashes on the ground.

A huge cold aura came from the red rope, causing his skill points to start growing wildly.

After just a few breaths, all the skill points were absorbed by Wencheng.

Wencheng was like avoiding snakes and scorpions, and directly threw the red rope on the ground, "go quickly", and ran away with Poor Ming.

Poor Ming also saw the red rope, and when Wencheng shouted, he held him up and left here quickly. This red rope is remembered very clearly, and it is obviously the one tied to the girl's waist last night. Nothing like that fire could burn a single red rope burned, which made him have a bad thought, could it be that the girl was not burned to death at all?

After Wen Cheng pulled him out of here, he quickly arranged for the two swordsmen to stay, stared at this place from a distance, and rushed away with a group of people.

Wencheng came directly to the headquarters of the Tongqian Club and wanted to report to the meeting owner.

Fortunately, it was Cen Haiwan who was on duty today, and he happened to see Wen Cheng come in, and said with a smile: "Brother Wen, what's the matter? Do you have eyebrows about the whereabouts of Hu Si and the others who asked you to check in the meeting? If you want me to say, Wan Yanting's old thing is specifically to embarrass you, how many people have Hu Si and the others sent to find it? As a result, not even a shadow has been found.

He just wants you to be the master because of this matter.

If you want me to say, you don't have to pay attention to him at all, as long as you and I work together, you will naturally be able to sit firmly in charge. ”

Cen Haiwan's meaning is very clear, that is, he wants to recruit Wencheng under his command. A master like Wen Cheng, even if he can't recruit him, he will try his best to get closer to the relationship between the two sides. But this must be Wencheng nodded first, and he will go all out to help Wencheng, otherwise he will be suspected of 'hot face sticking to cold ass'.

However, Wen Cheng didn't have the heart to think about these things now, and the top priority was to report to the meeting leader about last night. Originally, he was not a person who was keen on power, as for whether to maintain the status quo with Cen Haiwan or take the relationship closer, this is a matter that will be considered slowly in the future.

"The deputy head of the meeting, his subordinates have important matters to ask to see the leader. ”

Cen Hai was startled, his eyes flashed, and he asked, "Very important?"

Wen Cheng nodded silently. It's not that he doesn't want to tell Cen Haiwan, but he has a guess in his heart, even if he tells Cen Haiwan, I'm afraid he won't be able to help much. Maybe it will also arouse his curiosity, if he is harmed again, then why bother? It is better to keep silent at the beginning.

Cen Haiwan glanced at Wen Cheng deeply, Wen Cheng stood with a clear conscience, Cen Haiwan didn't want to ask anything more, so he said: "The master is in the back garden, you are waiting here, I will go and report it." As for whether the Lord will see you or not, it depends on your luck. After speaking, he motioned for Wencheng to sit down, turned around and walked towards the backyard.

According to the rules of the money club, only the vice chairman can meet the meeting owner anytime and anywhere, and the general chairman who wants to meet the meeting must have the vice chairman on duty report in advance. If the master is willing to meet, he will let the master meet him, and if he is unwilling, then the master will have to give up.

Wencheng was left here, and he didn't care, just sat down and waited at will.

Soon, Cen Haiwan returned.

With a wave of his hand, he said to Wen Cheng: "The master is in the back garden, you can go by yourself." ”

Wen Cheng knew in his heart that this was Cen Haiwan saying good things for himself in front of the host, otherwise it would be so easy for a newly appointed acting director to be able to meet the host. Although his martial arts skills are high enough, he is nothing to the guild master.

He clasped his hands into fists and saluted, "Thank you, Vice Master Cen." ”

Cen Haiwan waved his hand, "You and my brother, what are you doing so politely, go quickly, don't let the master wait for a long time." ”

Wencheng did not delay and walked in quickly.

The back garden is planted with all kinds of precious plants and trees, and in summer, the warm breeze blows, and the fragrance of flowers overflows, refreshing people's hearts. A gazebo stands among the grass and trees, half hidden and half visible.

Wen Cheng came to the outside of the pavilion, and saw the master sitting on a stone bench in the pavilion in cyan civilian clothes from a distance, and a pot of tea was placed on the stone table. Stepping on the bluestone road, climbing the steps, came to the lord and bowed, "belong to the city, meet the lord".

The leader motioned for Wen Cheng to get up with one hand, poured two cups of tea with the other, handed Wen Cheng a cup, and chuckled: "Didn't you go to find out the whereabouts of Hu Si and the others?

"Yes. Then, after Wen Cheng took the teacup, he sorted out his thoughts a little and told him about last night's experience, one by one, focusing on the various faces that appeared in the sky above the fire at the last moment, as well as the situation of Hu Si and others who had been determined by the poor Ming.

Yuan Jitong didn't take Wencheng's words to heart at first, but as Wencheng spoke, the surprise on his face became heavier and heavier, until finally even his gaze at Wencheng was full of surprise.

After Wen Cheng finished speaking, he stood aside and kept silent, even Yuan Jitong's surprised expression fell into his eyes, and he didn't say anything.

After half a ring, Yuan Jitong spoke.

"Speaking of which, I haven't tried your strength with my own hands, come, hit me with all my might. ”

Wen Cheng hesitated slightly, but since he would mainly try his strength, then he had nothing to hide, anyway, with the strength of the master of divine will, even if he shot with all his strength, it would be difficult to hurt him.

Putting down the teacup, Wen Cheng didn't pull out his knife, his five fingers clenched his fist, and a punch blasted towards Yuan Jitong.