Chujiazhuang, ruins.

The Six Doors Hunter weaved through the ruins, rummaging through the dead corpses, trying to find a way out of them.

Unexpectedly, after rummaging through the entire courtyard, let alone finding a living person, not even a living ant was found.

I have to admit that this is a dead and silent ruin, and the grandeur of the past has turned into a barren ruin.

"Damn, why are you so ruthless, how can you have any life!" Duan Xiaofang spat out his saliva, despair written on his face, and quenched.

Ling Chonghu walked quickly, his face gloomy, "Xiao Fang, have you found anything?"

Duan Xiaofang shook his head, "Boss, don't talk about living people, you can't even find a living live......stock!"

Ling Chong nodded, his shrewd eyes raised to look at Duan Xiaofang, "But what?"

He knows very well that Duan Xiaofang is a new force in the six doors, not to mention excellent, meticulous and delicate, and is a rare talent.

"However, after searching all the corpses, Chu Jinhong and his wife were not found, including their only son Chu Tianxing......"

Ling Chong took a deep breath, and while being stunned, he asked rhetorically, "Are you sure?"

"Boss, sure!" Duan Xiaofang said decisively, "A year ago, I came to Jiangnan with my brothers from Liumen to handle the case, passing through Chujiazhuang, and it happened that I met Chu Jinhong, the owner of Chujiazhuang, and their children. ”

Ling Chong nodded, and said faintly: "In your opinion, I think the whereabouts of Chu Jinhong and his wife ......."

"Well, it's hard to speculate, and I doubt that they are hiding in a corner, but they have dug three feet into the ground, and still no trace of them has been found, and I am afraid that they have all met with accidents. ”

Ling Chong pondered for a moment and ordered: "Xiao Fang, tell the brothers, evacuate, run all the way, travel all the way, stay in Wuzhen tonight, rest for one night, and return to Liumen early tomorrow morning." ”

"Yes!" Duan Xiaofang replied, stepping back and beckoning the other six doors to catch up.

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Qingfeng Village, guest hall.

A group of martial arts people jumped into the air, so they also stayed in Qingfeng Village, the bright lights were hanging high, the lights were brilliant, and the Qingfeng Village was as bright as day.

Above the guest hall, the abbot of Shaolin Xuankong, the Wudang Cangsong Daoren, and the leader of the beggar gang Guo Qingzhu and other heads of various martial arts sects gathered together.

All of them had solemn and solemn faces.

"Abbot Xuankong, Daoist Cangsong, what happened to Qingfeng Village, how is it an empty courtyard?" Guo Qingzhu broke the silence and asked first.

Cangsong Daoren glanced at him slightly, and finally, his gaze fell on the Xuankong Abbot. Shaolin Wudang, Wulin Taishan Beidou.

Almost everyone's eyes were on Shaolin, and no one knew what was going on in Qingfengzhuang, but they seemed to expect Shaolin to stand up and say a reason that wasn't necessarily the truth. It also gives them comfort in their hearts. Otherwise, that kind of perplexing mystery lingers in the heart, like a rich haze, which cannot be dissipated, making people feel cramped and uneasy.

The abbot of Xuankong stroked his eyebrows and said a Buddha name, "Amitabha, although the old man can understand the square circle, it is indeed difficult to understand why Qingfeng Zhuang disappeared out of thin air. It's just that Qingfengzhuang is quiet and peaceful, and there is no trace of fighting, which shows that Qingfengzhuang evacuated on its own. ”

"Evacuate on your own?" Above the guest hall, there was an uproar.

"How is this possible, isn't it a legend that the Xiao clan of Qingfeng Village has guarded the sword mound for generations, and guarded the ten swords and returned to one sword technique?"

"Yes, it doesn't make sense to disappear into thin air and evacuate on your own. ”

"Maybe Qingfeng Zhuang realized that the crisis was coming, so he abandoned the village and left......"

"This is unusual, recently, the rivers and lakes can really be described as surging, the Shen family of the northern businessman, the Luo family of the wealthy businessman in the south, the Shen family of the wealthy businessman in the south of the Yangtze River, and the ...... of Qingfeng Village."

"It is said that the imperial court has also made a sensation, and sent six doors and Dali Temple Qing to thoroughly investigate this series of bloody cases!"

"But this headless unsolved case, where can we start investigating?"

“......”

The abbot of Xuankong clasped his hands together, "Good, good, fellow martial artists, now the rivers and lakes are strife, the wind and rain are shaking, and it is difficult to come to a conclusion." Why don't you rest and leave tomorrow? ”

"Leaving?" Cangsong Dao Chang was surprised, not far away, came to this Wuzhen in the south of the Yangtze River, and didn't even find a single one of the ten swords to one sword trick, so he left?

"How dare you covet the Ten Swords and One Sword Technique, it's really a big joke!" The cold voice like a blade came, almost completely unaware, and when he came back to his senses, at the door of the guest hall, there was a man wearing a cloak and robe, and by the bright light, he could see the faces of the people who came, white faces, fine skin and tender flesh, and it looked like he was only twenty miles away.

But the voice is extremely vigorous and powerful, revealing super internal force in the thickness, but this face does not match the voice at all.

On closer inspection, it can be vaguely seen that the person who came was wearing a human skin mask, which concealed his original appearance.

He slowly turned around, confronted all the decent martial arts people, and walked towards the center of the guest hall step by step, with a rebellious face, and the eyes of the Yin Eagle Falcon revealed endless killing intent.

In this way, he regarded the heroes of the world as air, turned a blind eye, and walked in slowly.

Seeing this, the world's heroes retreated two steps back, staring at the people with wide eyes, and no one dared to step forward, even if they said a word.

When he got closer, Cangsong Daoren's face changed, "Canghai bloody hand?"

When the rest of the martial arts righteous people heard this, their complexion changed, and their eyes were full of endless fear, as if they had seen a bloodthirsty poisonous snake beast.

Perhaps, among the famous and decent martial arts families, there is no one who has not heard of the bloody hands of the sea, a violent demon who has killed countless people, traveled all over the country, and left countless bloody cases.

No one knows his real name, and the rivers and lakes know his nickname "Bloody Hand of the Sea".

Canghai Bloody Hand glanced at Cangsong Daoren coldly, and snorted in his snort, "What kind of bullshit is decent, in the old man's opinion, it is all some bed bug tumor." Just by virtue of you, you are also qualified to spy on the Ten Swords and One Sword Technique?"

That kind of gloomy and sympathetic voice, as if coming from Hell Mori, that kind of lonely contempt, regarded these martial arts decencies as nothing.

"Amitabha, donor, listen to what you say, is it possible that this supreme sword trick is not worthy of being possessed by the martial arts and decency?"

"Bald donkey, in vain, you are a high-ranking monk of the Shaolin generation, but you are not in the red dust, and with this group of rabble, you covet the ten swords and return to one sword technique, it is really shameless!"

With an arrogant tone, looking at the rivers and lakes, there is no second person who dares to despise the abbot of Shaolin Xuankong, which is a challenge to authority.

"Bold fanatics, in front of the world's heroes, how can you be presumptuous!" The abbot of Xuankong couldn't help but get angry and roared.