Chapter Ninety-Two: The Tree Wants to Be Quiet and the Wind Doesn't Stop

However, Ye Haoran's expression on the surface remained the same, and he said lightly: "It seems that this son will be ambushed sooner or later, so what happened in this year?"

When the shopkeeper heard this, his expression was serious, he looked around carefully, and then whispered in Ye Haoran's ear: "In less than a year, a series of strange things have happened in Jingzhou. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Oh, what's the weird thing?"

When the shopkeeper heard this, he whispered: "In the past year, a group of mysterious demon cultivators have appeared in the Jingzhou territory, specializing in robbing and killing scattered cultivators, and more than 10,000 scattered cultivators have been killed, including six Jindan stage and more than 30 strong cultivators in the enlightenment period, which makes the entire Jingzhou monks panic. The various sects have also secretly caught a lot of demon cultivators because of this matter, but as long as they search for the soul, the demon cultivator will burst and die, and there will be no useful information at all. Therefore, Jingzhou Sanxiu did not dare to be alone, and often walked in groups, but the killing of Sanxiu was still happening, and it did not play any role. ”

The shopkeeper said this, and there was a look of horror in his eyes, Ye Haoran also frowned when he heard this, and said secretly in his heart: "It seems that the war will slowly kick off." ”

When Ye Haoran heard this, he didn't have the heart to drink anymore. Seeing that the night was coming outside the window, he threw down hundreds of lower-grade spirit stones on the wine table and left Fumanlou.

But Ye Haoran didn't know that after he left, a trace of light flashed in the eyes of the originally respectful shopkeeper.

At this time, Ye Haoran was planning to go to the Haw Par Mercenary Group to visit Yang Que'er. But suddenly, he raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and walked into a deep alley where no one was in the middle of the night.

Seeing that he was about to reach the end of the alley, Ye Haoran stopped his steps, and said calmly without looking back: "I don't know if you fellow Daoists have been following you, what is the so-called matter?"

"Hahaha...... Naturally, it's taking your life!"

A hint of arrogance came, and then three big men with big knives suddenly appeared, surrounding Ye Haoran in the middle with a three-legged momentum, and each face showed a very greedy expression.

Ye Haoran looked at the three monks indifferently, and found that their costumes were uniform, and their cultivation was all in the early stage of foundation building, and they should all belong to a mercenary group in Qingniu Town. But Ye Haoran then turned his head to look at the black figure on a high wall and said, "The little second brother of Fumanlou, I don't think I owe you Fumanlou any wine money, I don't know why I'm so right?"

The black shadow was also stunned, he didn't expect Ye Haoran to find his traces, and then he jumped off the high wall, looked at Ye Haoran and sneered and said: "Hmph! Ye Haoran, a traitorous disciple of Yuntian Sect, was the one who killed the Demon Son two years ago and took away his soul secret technique, do you think what I said is right?"

When Ye Haoran heard this, his eyebrows couldn't help frowning. He only thought that he had achieved no one's knowledge, but he didn't expect to be seen by this small shopkeeper, which made him depressed, and couldn't help asking, "How did you see it?"

The shopkeeper laughed proudly and said, "Hahaha...... If you want to blame you for being too generous, and your nose-touching gestures, they are the same as the guest officer who drank in my Fuman Building two years ago, and I have told others about this before, and they are all shocked, and you are the only one who is very calm. When I saw the Black Demon Sect chasing you and sending out your portrait, I was also very surprised, I didn't expect that a person who drank in my Fumanlou was actually Ye Haoran, who was famous in the back, and I didn't expect that you would be obediently sent to the door now, it was really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it didn't take any effort to get it, as long as I killed you and took your head to the Black Demon Sect, I could get a bounty of five million lower-level spirit stones. ”

When the shopkeeper said this, the greed in his eyes became even more obvious, and the three pre-foundation building cultivators around Ye Haoran also began to move, as if there would be five million lower-level spirit stones in front of them.

Seeing this, Ye Haoran sighed and said, "Hey, I didn't want to avenge you for kicking me back then, but now I have to take revenge." ”

The shopkeeper was very puzzled when he heard it, when Ye Haoran was begging, he kicked the kick, nearly ten years have passed, he no longer remembers it, and when he heard Ye Haoran say that he wanted to seek revenge on him, he smiled disdainfully and said: "You can still turn the sky in front of us in the early stage of foundation building, three Taoist friends do it!"

Hearing this, the three pre-foundation building monks sneered and were about to raise their big swords to attack Ye Haoran, but just as the three big knives were about to slash at Ye Haoran's body, Ye Haoran, who had no action and was standing with his back hand, suddenly had a condensed expression, and three invisible soul filaments instantly pierced through the foreheads of the three pre-foundation building monks. Immediately after that, the three pre-foundation building monks were starless, and their bodies holding large swords fell to the ground with a bang, lifeless.

After Ye Haoran glanced at the three people who fell to the ground, he looked up at the shopkeeper in front of him with a smile and said: "A monk in the early stage of foundation building is actually hidden in the restaurant, being a small shopkeeper, Ye is really admired. ”

Ye Haoran's smile looked plain, but in the eyes of the shopkeeper, it was like the life-urging talisman of the king of Hades, and he looked at the three foundation building monks on the ground who were suddenly lifeless, and his whole body was instantly wet with cold sweat, and at this moment he suddenly felt how stupid he was.

The shopkeeper knew that he knew Ye Haoran's secret, and he wouldn't spare himself no matter what, so he hurriedly turned around and was about to flee, but Ye Haoran smiled faintly and said, "Knowing Ye's secret, do you still want to leave?"

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It didn't take long for a big man dressed in black and wearing a cloak to throw down four empty storage bags behind him, and walked out of the alley with his usual expression, and slowly walked towards the headquarters of the Haw Par Mercenary Group with his hands behind his back.

The four men in the alley had vanished, leaving behind only the ashes that had been burned by the Earth Fire Spirit, and when the wind blew gently, they scattered in all directions, and there was no sign of the dead.

"The tree wants to be quiet, and the wind is not stopped" Ye Haoran also felt that he was careless, fortunately this time it was only four monks in the early stage of foundation building, and he couldn't hurt himself, and he had to be careful of any seemingly ordinary person in the future, in case he led out the monks who were in the early stage of enlightenment, the possibility of him even escaping was very small.

When Ye Haoran saw the headquarters of the Tiger and Leopard Mercenary Group, which was the same as before, Ye Haoran smiled faintly, stepped forward, exuded the aura of his early foundation building, and said to the two mercenaries of the tenth level of Qi Refiners who were guarding at the door: "Please inform your regiment leader, and say that the old man has come here to ask for a meeting." ”