On the plaque of the Jiuyang Port dock early the next morning, there were four black-clothed people hanging by huge ropes, their limbs were broken, and there was a notice next to them.

"These are the most heinous men! They are pretending to be ghosts in the harbor, and they have something to do with the people who are constantly missing in the town.

I accidentally discovered their secret, they are actually people from the cult 'Yinyue Mountain', and the purpose of arresting you is to let the sect master cultivate evil skills!

I hope that the decent people and the government in the rivers and lakes can manage this matter!

More and more people were attracted to it, and they found that the four people who were hanging were still angry, and some of the brave people ripped off the strip of cloth from the mouth of the thinnest person, and asked sharply, "Are you really from Yinyue Mountain?"

He didn't dare to answer, his eyes were full of fear.

Hou Bufan was also in the crowd at this time, and seeing that the man did not admit it, a stone in his hand hit his head directly, leaving light black blood down his cheek.

"Ahh

Just when everyone was nervous, a young man dressed in white rushed over, cut off the left leg of the bleeding man with a long sword in his hand, and shouted: "Is what is written on this true?"

The pain was so severe that the man finally opened his mouth to admit that the answer was a sword piercing his heart.

"Why don't I think this man in white is not here to extract a confession, but it tastes like murder!" With this judgment, Hou Bufan deliberately took a few steps forward and enveloped him with a trace of murderous aura.

The white-clothed young man frowned, staring at the people around him vigilantly, and a faint strange aura obviously overflowed from his body.

"He's really from Yinyue Mountain!"

Just as he wanted to make a move, the young man who was rescued in the secret passage yesterday flew up to him and shouted: "Gan Xiangming, don't think that your father is the city lord, so you can do anything wrong!

"Shuangjianbai, don't think that Wuxiang Palace is amazing, here Lao Tzu has the final say!"

"Really?" This sentence was said by Hou Bufan, and when the last word fell, Gan Xiangming had already flown upside down dozens of meters away.

After falling on all fours, he angrily rushed over with the sword, and just when he was about to hurt Hou Bufan, his fingers flicked lightly on the long sword, and it made it break in response.

Gan Xiangming was extremely frightened in his heart, and while running backwards, he shouted arrogantly: "You wait for me!"

The slap sounded, and Hou Bufan appeared in front of him and said softly, "Shall I let you go?"

"The hero killed him, the hero killed him!" shouted a little girl who was only a few years old looked at him with vicious eyes.

Her words resonated with all the people, all shouting: Kill him!

"It seems that you little brute is also a scourge to the people! Say, how do you want to die?"

Gan Xiangming was already frightened when he heard his soft words, and when he saw the evil smile on his face, he immediately sat on the ground.

Shuang Jianbai quickly rushed to his side and whispered: "His father is the emperor of the soil here, don't kill him." If you don't get into trouble, you'll get into trouble!"

When Hou Bufan heard his persuasion, he really wanted to punish him and send him away, but he didn't want this person to die, and the dagger in his left hand wanted to stab forward.

"I'll kill you, I'll kill you!" his eyes were red at this time, and his hands trembled slightly from overrage, and his mouth kept repeating the words.

Seeing that he dared to kill in front of so many people, knowing that staying was also a curse, he fell to the ground on his stomach after his palms were raised.

The people around were stunned, and someone shouted far away: The young city lord is dead!

The people who fled in all directions basically left, and the only ones who didn't leave were the little girl and Shuang Jianbai who shouted earlier.

The little girl suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed, crying: "Thank you big brother for helping my sister avenge it! Xiaolian is willing to make cattle and horses for Engong for the rest of her life, and repay your great kindness!"

"Hurry up, hurry up!" After Hou Bufan helped her up, he shot out three sword qi in his hand in a row on the suspended person, and then flew away from here with her in his arms.

came to a very remote place, put down the little girl and said: "Brother Jianbai, I have a reluctant request, don't shirk it!"

"If Engong has something to say, please command, I will definitely do it!"

"I checked Xiaolian's root bones just now and found that she is very suitable for cultivating martial arts. I want to ask you to bring her back to your mountain gate and train her well!"

"I'm going to give it to you!"

"Thank you so much, the green mountains will not change the green water for a long time, and there will be a period in the future!" The first sentence was said with a fist, and when the last one came, Hou Bufan had already left here.

Shuang Jianbai smiled bitterly and left here with Xiaolian, who was hazy with tears in his eyes.

After Hou Bufan did not leave here, he quietly appeared on the roof in the distance, and sure enough, he saw a large group of city defense troops rushing to the accident site.

A sturdy middle-aged man quickly pushed through the crowd and rushed to Gan Xiangming's side, holding his body with trembling hands, and yelling: "Who, who killed my son, ah, ah!"

The city defense army was not idle, found a notice nearby, pointed to the final payment, and said: "Lord of the city, it is a person named Fu Fan!"

"What sect is he from?"

"I don't know very well! But listening to some timid people, he used his palms, and his body was strange and changeable! His internal strength was unfathomable! He killed the young city lord with just one palm. ”

"Find me, find me!"

Seeing that he was so excited, a very elegant old man walked up to him and whispered a few words in his ear, and he slowly returned to normal.

Although Gan Wei was saddened by the murder of his son, reason told him that this person was very difficult to mess with, and the only people who could help him avenge himself were the hanging corpses.

They were all put on the ground and left with five corpses in their hands.

"Since you openly admit that you have something to do with Yinyue Mountain, don't blame me for eliminating harm for the people!" Hou Bufan half-squinted and looked at the direction they left, and said in his heart.

Following this group of people, they really found the City Lord's Mansion, carefully checked the surrounding situation, and found that there was no master.

"This doesn't make sense, it's impossible for a huge port city to not even have a master! The only explanation is that this city lord's mansion is loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and the masters are all hidden in the mansion. ”

After understanding this, hide in a very secret place and wait quietly for dark.

Two hours passed, and a group of soldiers escorted several young girls, although they were all wearing some coarse cloth clothes, but they looked more beautiful than the other.

"Nothing good!" muttered this sentence in a low voice, and strengthened the heart to hunt them.

Carefully observing the position of the girl's eyebrows, a faint black shadow loomed there, and there was a very thin silk thread on their feet, connected to a small warning thing around their waists.