(I got up early in the morning to code the word, and I was sleepy after the code, and I have been sleeping until now~ Sorry, I was late)

Dongshan, the nest of the Eastern Demon Thieves. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Extravagant gold and jade were everywhere, and gold was spread all over the palace halls, and fine animal skins covered the golden floors with soft hair.

It is also this faint golden shadow that adds to the luxury of this palace.

It is also enough for outsiders to automatically imagine what kind of life the people living in it live in and out of the song.

However, in the palace hall at this time, the beautiful young women in the past were gone, there was no graceful dancing, no crisp singing, and the hall was quiet and very deserted.

There was no longer a single idle person waiting in the huge palace, and the three heads of the house were gathering together with frowns, and the atmosphere was a little depressing.

They had already heard about the City of Songs.

The stronghold was destroyed, and even one of the Dharma Protectors was killed!

In addition to their anger, they also had a bad premonition.

The second master, Du Jun, let go of the hands covering his head, he spoke, I don't know if it was because he couldn't bear the cold so he moved the idea of speaking.

Frowning, he said slowly: "Big brother, our stronghold was destroyed, and the Jiang family happened to have an accident......! It must have something to do with that travelogue!"

Does it really matter?

Ma Yuan, the big boss, nodded silently, and said in a deep voice for a moment: "Well, that makes sense! We have to hurry up when we find the secret realm! If it is late, things will change! And it is better to send someone to Jiang's house to inquire about the news first! We are prepared for both. ”

"Okay!" Du Jun nodded, although they were the king of the East Devil in the East Mountain, there were still a lot of eyes on this.

Once they make a big move, it will soon be seen by other forces!

The secret realm can only be unique to their Eastern Demons!

The atmosphere has eased a lot, it is more angry, and it is no longer so cold.

At this time, Ma Yuan looked at Ma Fengjun, the third master, and said, "Third brother, Jin Rong still refuses to say anything?"

As soon as Ma Fengjun heard Jin Rong's name, he frowned and said angrily: "No matter how you get him, I won't say anything! I will kill his son, but he won't say anything!

Ma Yuan narrowed his eyes and didn't speak, but Du Jun smiled: "Usually like a soft bone, but when it comes to his ancestor's affairs, it hardens!"

Ma Fengjun said: "Then doesn't this mean that the treasure is true?"

Ma Yuan was silent for a moment and said: "It doesn't have to be a treasure! If it's really a treasure, why is it that after so many years, his Jin family is still just a small family! Maybe we should change our thinking!"

Ma Fengjun was a little puzzled, "Change your thinking?"

Du Jun frowned and said softly: "Perhaps, his ancestor didn't leave anything at all, and the information we got was all fake! Or what was left behind...... You can't show it at all!"

Can't show people?

There are very few things that cannot be revealed, but there are things that are very reminiscent.

Except for Ma Fengjun, who looked puzzled, Ma Yuan and Du Jun both looked at each other with some horror.

Could it be that his ancestors were members of that force?

Ma Yuan hurriedly ordered: "Come on, hurry! Hurry up and check all the history that the Jin family can find now!"

Du Jun frowned and said, "I hope we guessed wrong! Otherwise, there will be big trouble!"

"Hopefully!"

That dark force is so huge! so huge that even the entire Great Zhou can't take it down in one fell swoop!

Even if they are ten times stronger than a hundred times, they are not people's opponents!

Hopefully it's a mistake!

Protecting the short is those people's strength!

A trace of fear began to spread, and the atmosphere became very heavy again!

......

Two days ago, the Du family in Feiliu City.

The killer sent by Du Fang to assassinate Zhai Ling did not survive, which made him careful.

He didn't think that Zhai Ling had done all of this, after all, Du Xue was a cultivator at the ninth layer of the Spirit Gathering Period.

Du Fang 10,000 believed that Zhai Ling would definitely not be Du Xue's opponent.

So who will save Zhai Ling?

Someone from the Academy?

Wrong!

Judging from Du Fang's intelligence, those mentors in the Dusty Academy didn't know about Zhai Ling's situation at all, if they really saved him, then they must have come to the door now.

So who else could it be?

Maybe someone is on a bad road.

In any case, Du Fang didn't want Zhai Ling to return to the academy alive.

After all, he wasn't sure if the identity of the killer he sent had already been known to Zhai Ling!

If he knew......

When Zhai Ling really enters the Dusty Academy, it won't take a few years to become a cultivator in the foundation building period, and even become a core member.

So with his identity in the academy, although he can't do any great damage to the Du family, he can make the Du family give up on themselves or even kill themselves!

This is something that Du Fang never wants to see!

So...... Zhai Ling must die!

Although the Du family is a first-class force in Feiliu City, there are only seven masters in the foundation building period, otherwise they would not just be reduced to a silver-level family in the Great Zhou family's ranking.

What's more, all the foundation building stage masters of his Du Fang lineage are only himself, and now there are only three subordinates of the ninth layer of the Gathering Spirit.

"Du Fu! Du Zhong! You two must kill Zhai Ling within three months! These roadmaps are likely to be chosen by Zhai Ling, you take them! I estimate that his cultivation should have reached the fifth layer of the Spirit Gathering Period! But you must be careful, there may also be ninth-level cultivators around him! Remember! Don't reveal your identity!"

"Yes!"

......

A day later.

Rushing Sand Town is the last market town that Zhai Ling stepped into the Soul Moon Mountain Range, a market town with few people.

As far as the eye can see, you can see the vast sand, desolation without a trace of tenderness.

A few scattered greenery tenaciously support this barrenness, but more of it is to set off the dead silence of this Gobi.

The wind roared angrily, mixed with the vast sand, which looked cold and biting, and suddenly the entire Rapid Sand Town was shrouded in a cloud of sand and dust, and it was difficult to break through the distance of three meters for a while.

"Is this a sandstorm?" Zhai Ling tightened his clothes on his shoulders and shrunk his neck slightly, not that he was afraid of the cold, but that the sand and gravel swept in were full of "lethality", and he didn't want to take off his clothes later to remove the sand that fell into his clothes.

However, the sandstorm came and dispersed quickly, and before a quarter of an hour had arrived, it dissipated in an instant, but the wind had not stopped, but it was much smaller, but it was still a little cold and biting.

Along the way, there were only about three or five people, including Zhai Ling, and everyone must have been unwilling to entangle with this raging and barren sandstorm.

Sighing in his heart, Zhai Ling still had to hurry up, if he didn't leave Rush Sand Town today, then the trip would be delayed until tomorrow!

I insisted again, but I didn't take a few steps, and the sound of shouting became clear.

Zhai Ling was a little surprised, it was obvious that someone was fighting, but the time and place chosen for this fight were really surprising.

Where you can't fight, you have to fight in this sandstorm where the dust storm is raging, how disgusted is your life too common?

Zhai Ling didn't pay much attention to it, pulled his collar and continued to hurry.

A hundred meters away, two figures were constantly intertwined, and the two of them looked very wild in the gusty wind.

They are all sword-wielding cultivators, one with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and the other with beautiful eyebrows, and they can't tell who is good and who is bad!.

"Zhu Caotian, I must teach you a lesson today!" The young man gritted his teeth, looking very angry, which was completely inconsistent with his delicate appearance.

But the roar of anger was reduced too much in this raging wind, like a whisper in the ear, which was difficult for people to take to heart.

The young man with thick eyebrows on the opposite side grinned, smiling very sincerely, but also very arrogant, obviously not caring about the threat of the beautiful young man.

In the next moment, the young man with thick eyebrows struck again.

Suddenly there was a terrible howl in the air, drowned in the wind, and a red, blackened sword flew through the air like lightning.

It was like a beast that had found its prey, and it was extremely excited.

And at the moment there is no wind, but it is full of coolness!