Shen Lang got out of bed with the help of Gao Yuanli, came to Su Meng'er and said: "Miss Su, thank you for saving me, I Shen Lang wrote down this kindness, if Miss Su needs it in the future, you can come to Jiangcheng Shen's house to find me." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Su Meng'er nodded and said, "Shen Gongzi, Meng'er has written it down." ”

Out of Su Meng'er's residence, Gao Yanli frowned and asked, "Young master, why did this Su Meng'er save a stranger for no reason?"

Shen Lang's pale face showed a sneer of disdain: "This Su Meng'er's abacus is quite loud, saving me is actually she wants to add enemies to the Evil Spirit Sect." ”

"If I die, no one will know that the Evil Spirit Sect did it, but if I don't die, I will definitely find trouble with the Evil Spirit Sect in the future, and if we have a conflict with the Evil Spirit Sect in the future, it will be a disguised weakening of the strength of the Evil Spirit Sect. ”

Hearing Shen Lang's words, Gao gradually nodded and sighed secretly: "This Su Meng'er is so scheming." ”

Shen Lang continued, "But I'm more interested in what the Evil Spirit Sect is looking for. ”

"The Evil Spirit Sect has come to Pingcheng so much, and there is such a big disturbance, that thing must not be simple. ”

All the way back to the inn, Zhao Qi and Yan Tian saw Shen Lang, who was pale, and stepped forward and asked, "Shen Gongzi, are you injured?"

"Well, I've suffered a little injury, and I should be fine after two days of rest, Elder Zhao, please rest assured, it won't delay our business. ”

Shen Lang said with a smile.

"Okay, then Shen Gongzi should go and rest, we won't delay Shen Gongzi's healing. ”

Zhao Qi said slowly.

Looking at Shen Lang's back, Zhao Qi and Yan Tian glanced at each other, in fact, the two of them had a lot to ask Shen Lang, but looking at Shen Lang's expression, the two of them suppressed their doubts again.

Back in the room, Shen Lang found a pen and paper and began to draw.

It didn't take long for a person's face to come to life on the paper.

"Young Master, who is this person?" Gao Yuanli frowned and looked at the portrait, and asked suspiciously.

Shen Lang put down the brush and said with murderous intent in his eyes: "This person's name is Ying Changkong, and he is the only living mouth of the Ying family, I suspect that the thing that the Evil Spirit Sect is looking for should be on this person."

Remember his portrait, and go out to look for it now, this man has calculated with me many times, if you find it, you don't have to keep your hand, remember that this person is quite scheming, don't be careless when you fight with him, you must be cautious, if you can capture it alive, it is best, if you can't capture it alive, bring back the body. ”

The three of them took turns to glance at Ying Changkong's portrait, and Ying Changkong's appearance was deeply imprinted in their minds.

"We're all out, young master, what should you do?" Jing Wuming asked with a frown, holding the long sword in his arms.

"Hehe, it's okay, isn't there still Zhao Qi and Yan Tian, before they found the place where Changchun Zi sits, they were still in the same boat as us, if something really happens, they won't do anything. ”

Shen Lang said with a smile.

"Okay, then the young master, let's go. Gao gradually left the fist salute, and then the three of them exited the room, looking for Ying Changkong.

After the three of them left, Shen Lang sat cross-legged on the bed, after this period of precipitation and fighting, Shen Lang felt that he was not far from breaking through, and it was time to break through to the peak of the day after tomorrow.

Shen Lang is cultivating here, but there are many strangers in Pingcheng, these strangers are either holding swords and swords, or they are strong or have a cold temperament, every time they pass by, these people will vigilantly observe the people around them.

......

In one room, Song Yu, the son of the evil spirit, sat on a chair and closed his eyes in contemplation, his fingers like dry bones 'slapping on the stool' on the tabletop, the room was silent, only the sound of fingers and the tabletop.

"Tread, tread, stride"

Footsteps sounded, and a man dressed in black and wearing a demon mask walked into the room.

The man in black knelt on one knee and said respectfully: "Young Master Qiqi, in a village outside the west gate of Pingcheng, some people say that they seem to have seen Ying Changkong. ”

The knocking sound stopped, Song Yu suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the black-clothed man kneeling on the ground with scarlet eyes, and said coldly: "Is the news confirmed?"

"Back to the young master, it should be determined that the eyewitness looked at the portrait and confirmed that it was Ying Changkong. ”

"Okay, let's go. Song Yu waved his hand.

......

"Whoosh"

Three sounds of breaking the air sounded, and the three of them appeared in Shen Lang's room.

"Young master, the strange martial arts people who appeared in the city all rushed to the west gate, I suspect that they should have discovered Ying Changkong. Gao said with a fist hugging.

"Oh?"

"Let's go, let's take a look. ”

Shen Lang exhaled a breath of turbidity, stood up and said.

At this time, Zhao Qi, Yantian and others also set off to the west gate.

......

Lonely Goose Village.

Lone Goose Village is located in the west of Pingcheng City, two kilometers away from Pingcheng, the village has relied on fishing for a living for generations, and there are occasional businessmen who come to the village to buy fish and shrimp and other things, for strangers, it is not uncommon for Lone Goose Village to arrive.

But today, there are many strangers in Guyan Village, and there are more strangers who come this time than strangers in Guyan Village in the past year.

But to the surprise of the villagers, these strangers turned out to be strange people with swords and swords or various weapons in their hands, and some of the fishermen with extensive knowledge knew that these people were legendary martial arts people.

And the deeds of the Jianghu people have gradually spread in the village, and in their eyes, the Jianghu people are all high-ranking and noble people.

Immediately, the fishermen looked at the martial arts people who came to the village with awe-inspiring eyes.

......

A rough man, with a mace in his hand, came to a fisherman with a fierce look and asked, "Hey, how many of you, have you ever seen this man?"

A picture scroll appears in front of several fishermen.

Several fishermen glanced at the big man in fear, and then looked at the portrait carefully, seeing the person in the portrait, the fishermen racked their brains and thought for a while, one of them shook his head and said: "This hero, we haven't seen this person." ”

"What? haven't you seen it?" the big man raised his eyebrows and shouted, and then exuded murderous intent all over his body, and roared at several fishermen: "I haven't seen it, I want to do it for a long time?

After speaking, he raised his mace in his hand and struck at the fisherman who spoke.

Seeing this scene, several fishermen were frightened half to death, and knelt down and begged for mercy: "Hero, spare your life, we really haven't seen it." ”

The martial artists passing by in the distance all looked at all this with indifferent expressions, in the True Martial Continent, ordinary people are ants in the eyes of the martial artists, and they are the existence of killing at will, and there will be no one who does that righteous and courageous thing at all.

Just as the mace was about to land on the fisherman's head, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air.

"Boom!"

The mace flew high, and the rough man's body spun and flew out upside down.

Looking at the lively warriors from a distance, their expressions froze, and when they looked fixedly, they saw a weapon box as black as ink quietly inserted in front of the fishermen.

Looking in the direction from which the weapon magazine was flying, four figures came into view.

The first was a handsome young man, dressed in a snow-white robe, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a grim face, and his clothes were blown by the wind and hunting.

"Bullying the weak, bullying the weak and fearing the hard, being a warrior in vain, damn it. ”

"Buzz"

In the open space of the weapon magazine, a golden light flashed, and the big man's head flew out.

The golden light vanished, and the weapon box stood silently in place, as if nothing had happened just now.

At this moment, the young man happened to come to the weapon magazine.

A man in a green shirt behind the young man picked it up as he passed by the weapon magazine.

The young man did not look at anyone and drifted away.