The land of the Yamen.

Governor Wang's face was anxious, and he had secretly notified Zhu Zhutou and was ready to start running away.

He had just received the news that the mysterious abilities who lived in his house had all decided to leave.

Even these mysterious abilities are going to be withdrawn.

If he, the prefect, stays, it will definitely be a dead end.

The people outside are still complaining here?

Tell the hell!

If you stay and die, you will all die.

"Are you all packed?"

Governor Wang asked.

"Ready, all the gold and silver riches are packed. ”

Zhu Zhutou said.

"Okay, go through the back door. ”

Wang Zhifu said.

The front door was blocked by a group of poor people who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and they had to open through the back door.

Front yard lobby.

The horrible corpse, missing half of its body and internal organs, was still lying there.

No one has asked since they were brought back.

I didn't even think it was right, so I ran away early.

The rest of the little catchers didn't have orders from above, and they didn't dare to move easily, so they could only wait here.

Suddenly, three middle-aged men with thin bodies squeezed through the crowd and walked in from outside.

A little catcher's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly stepped forward to stop drinking, and said, "What are you doing?

Bang!

As soon as he finished speaking, his body flew upside down on the spot, embedded in the wall, and turned into a puddle of flesh and mud, and blood flowed down the wall.

The remaining few little catchers changed their faces, revealing horror, and they were shocked on the spot, and they didn't dare to move.

The three middle-aged men looked indifferent and walked towards the corpse on the ground.

After seeing the specific appearance of the corpse, the three middle-aged men were all silent.

Long.

They sighed.

"Dead, why did you die?"

"Childe, you're dead, what should we do?"

The three middle-aged men looked compassionate, knelt down, and kowtowed solemnly.

One of them reached out and slowly closed the black-robed man's round eyes, and then picked up the middle-aged man, who was missing half of his body, and put it on his shoulder.

"If the son is dead, don't live the people of this yamen, don't live, let's be buried together. ”

The man on the left said indifferently.

Several small catchers looked frightened, hurriedly screamed, and fled towards the back hall.

...

Outside the city.

Qi Yun and the others came out in a mighty manner and appeared at the location of the city gate of the South City.

Seeing the congestion in front of the city gate, Ah Da's face suddenly sank, and he directly ordered to start cleaning up.

The people in front of them were still abusing each other, and the people who were fighting from time to time suddenly changed their faces when they saw the people of the martial arts gang behind them appear.

The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and even if the Wu Gang escapes, it is not comparable to them.

Especially in this martial arts gang, there are many people, and thousands of people have all practiced martial arts, each of them is a master, and it is definitely more terrifying than the army.

At this time, I dare to confront them, but I am afraid that I will be killed in an instant.

The crowd quickly dispersed in a hurry.

The originally congested area gave way to an avenue in an instant.

Some carriages and ox carts could not be moved, and were directly lifted and thrown aside by a group of martial arts men.

Everyone dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, and could only watch as the brigade of the Wu Gang drove out of the city gate.

As soon as the people of the Wu Gang poured out, these fleeing people flocked to the city gate again.

Horse-drawn carriages collided with each other, causing in-flective abuse, and then the wheels of the carriages were torn, and the congestion was worse than before.

That's when it happened.

Behind them, several horse-drawn carriages were coming, and this one was a little peculiar.

It wasn't any treasure or anything like that, it was all toilets, stacks of them, and each carriage carried dozens of them.

The carriage at the front kept making a popping sound, and a foul smell came along the street, making people feel sick and vomiting, and they were insulted.

", what's that?"

"Where did the dung truck come from, get out of here. ”

...

The seven Nether Sect masters who followed the carriage had a cold look in their eyes, revealing a trace of terrifying light.

A bunch of things that don't know whether they are alive or dead.

Dare to laugh at their deputy sect leader!

One of them showed a cruel smile, and with a wave of his palm, a terrifying flame blade instantly rushed out and slashed forward, causing a panicked scream.

Yes!

There was a terrible scream at the gate of the city.

Hundreds of wagons were all on fire, and the crowd fled, trampling on the dead.

Those who didn't have time to escape were all killed by the Flame Blade.

Interior of the carriage.

Zhao Heihong was still pulling wildly, and the toilet that had just been changed was soon filled again.

His face was sallow, his face was emaciated, he wore thick dark circles, and his eyes looked out of the carriage, revealing a hint of pleasure.

Kill!

They should all be killed!

Dare to laugh at yourself, don't even think about living.

"Quick, come in and change the toilet for me. ”

Zhao Heihong shouted with difficulty.

Outside the carriage, the faces of the seven Nether Sects changed, and they all hesitated.

After all, this thing is so dirty, how can they do it with their own hands, just smelling it is enough to smoke to death.

One of them suddenly had a flash in his eyes and a wave of his palm, and he grabbed seven or eight surviving paupers.

The seven or eight surviving poor people hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy.

"If you don't want to die, go and help the master inside change the toilet. ”

The man said indifferently.

"Yes, yes. ”

As if they had been granted amnesty, the dozen or so poor people all got up, hurriedly grabbed the new toilet, and went to the carriage to change the toilet.

The seven people outside frowned, feeling that this was not the way.

This toilet is using up too fast.

On average, a stick of incense needs to be changed once.

"It seems that the martial arts gang just passed before, and I will meet them and let them change the toilet for us!"

One of them said suddenly.

The few people next to him all nodded.

"Yes, what about drying him as a secular gang, so what about changing the toilet for us?"

"It's their glory to change the toilet for us, don't believe they dare to refuse?"

"Let's go, catch up with them!"

The seven men had grim faces and drove their horses forward.

...

The convoy of the Wu Gang came out from the direction of Nancheng.

Inside the carriage, Qi Yun has been closing his eyes to recuperate his qi and speed up the healing of his wounds.

However, although he had been closing his eyes to recuperate, his powerful spiritual power was also watching other movements on the periphery.

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly came from behind.

A team of seven people approached from the rear and quickly stopped their convoy.

"Stop, stop!"

One of them drank heavily.

With a wave of his palm, the flames burned and stopped directly in front of them.

"Phew!"

Ah Da's face sank, reined in the carriage, looked at the person in front of him, and said, "What are you going to do?"

The man smiled slightly, looked at the carriage, and said, "It's the Qi Gang Leader inside, right?

The others around him also looked at the carriage with a smile.

"Where are you going?"

Qi Yun's flat voice came from inside the carriage.

The man laughed instantly.

"Where the Qi gang is going, we will go, how about it?"

"Yes. ”

Qi Yun said calmly.

He had noticed these people at the beginning.

When you see the toilet behind them, you can instantly associate their identities.

This is the group of Nether Cultists!

The one in the carriage should be the deputy sect leader, Zhao Heihong!