Wu Chong gave the young man an affirmative answer. When he was killing people inside, he found a guy who was suspected to be the leader and casually crushed him to death. Afterwards, when he tortured the other gangsters, he found out that the guy who was casually crushed to death was
This guy is a crocodile.
died?
The young man felt sluggish for a while.
The traitor Crocodile who forced him almost to the point of desperation and made him take the risk to take revenge died like this? Looking at the old man's appearance, it seemed that he was crushed to death casually.
"Let's go find the slate."
Wu rushed onto the carriage, and his voice brought the young man's thoughts back.
He suddenly came back to his senses and knew that he had met a real big shot. This was an opportunity that Brother Jiang Nian had bought with his life. He must seize it.
After suppressing his emotions, the expression on the young man's face became even more humble. He took the initiative to sit in the coachman's seat and helped Wu Chong catch the car.
It was a long time after the carriage drove away that two people came out of the house opposite.
A man with a strange smile on his face.
The imperial court's happy messenger.
Looking at the direction in which the carriage disappeared, the Happy Masker remained silent for a long time before walking to the place where the Angry Masker died. Looking at the charred colleagues at his feet, the Happy Masker felt even more depressed.
He is also one of the Seven Emotions, but his strength is not much stronger than that of the Angry Mask. If the opponent can kill the Angry Mask, it means that he can also kill him.
"Messenger, there is no one alive."
The scout who went inside to check the situation reported the situation with a pale face.
They had received news from the Wrathful Masker two days ago, saying that they were going to ambush the master behind Black Wind Village, a strong man who was suspected to be able to compete with the ancestor of the Xiantian family. The poison in the Wrathful Masker's yard was from the Happy Masker.
People helped arrange it, and everything was done to the highest standards.
But now it seems that their arrangement did not seem to be effective.
The poison was activated, but the enemy was unharmed.
"How long will the fight last?"
"It won't take half a moment." The attendant who recorded the incident said with a trembling voice.
The people in this courtyard are all masters!
There are several people inside who were invited by the imperial court to offer sacrifices. They are the elders of the Xiantian family. But now all these people are dead. They died as quietly as unknown people. The people who killed them didn't even use the second move.
.
Hearing this time, Xi Mian clenched his hands subconsciously, and veins popped up on the back of his hands.
He originally thought that after so many years of accumulation, the imperial court had been able to close some of the gaps, but now it seems that the gap may be even greater. The embarrassment of the four major Xiantian families is only a superficial phenomenon. The real situation may be that they have not cared about the imperial court at all.
Testing, because the core characters of the second generation have not appeared until now.
There are only three generations of descendants who are on the bright side.
"Let's go."
The happy face messenger took a deep breath and prepared to go back and report the matter to the people above.
Looking back at the yard that was burned to ashes, a trace of joy flashed in his heart.
Fortunately, the Angry Masker did not persist for an hour, otherwise
According to the original plan, the group of people ambushed by the Happy Face Maker and others were the new force after an hour of fighting between the two sides. They were the decisive help! Maybe the Angry Face Maker did not expect that his meticulous arrangements would only last for such a short time.
time.
"Where are the people from the Situ family and the Huangfu family?" Ximianjie asked as if he suddenly remembered something after taking two steps.
"They are all dead, but I haven't seen the bodies of Huangfu Jun and Situ Chengliang. They may have escaped, or there may be no bones left," the subordinate immediately replied.
Escaped?
The happy noodle maker suddenly stopped as he was about to leave.
If there was only one power from the imperial court, he would definitely leave without hesitation and report the news. But now there are variables involving two major Xiantian families, which made his mind active again.
Perhaps we can use this sudden appearance of the leader of Black Wind Village to test the hidden power of the Xiantian family.
"Find a way to lead people to Huangfu's house."
The happy face messenger made an instant decision.
What the weak side is best at is leveraging their own strength to get the best of both worlds. The Seven Emotions Association has been able to develop to its current level in the cracks, and the biggest contribution is the "joys, anger, sorrows and joys". Their strength may not be top-notch, but they have good timing.
The control is absolutely top-notch.
"messenger"
"What? Afraid of death?"
The happy messenger glanced at the subordinate who was speaking, and his tone became cold.
This plan must be implemented no matter what, no matter how hard it is, no one will be spared.
"We don't need to lure him, he will go by himself."
The subordinates responded quickly.
"Just now, my subordinates received news from the scouts that after the leader of Black Wind Village left here, he went directly to the Huangfu family's territory. Before Jiang Nian died, he seemed to have hidden the stone slab in the Huangfu family's stronghold.
The leader of the village acts in a high profile and has no intention of hiding anything."
Went by yourself?
The happy face made his tone pause.
There is such a good thing! Don’t you need to cite it? You make us who are playing conspiracy have no sense of existence.
The slate disappeared.
Wu Chong found the stable where Jiang Nian had hidden the slate, but unfortunately the contents inside were missing. In addition to the residual aura, Jiang Nian's 'supernatural power' wrapped outside was also destroyed.
The remaining breath was cut off here, as if the stone slab had evaporated from the world.
"Inner world"
A strange color flashed in Wu Chong's eyes.
The stone slab disappeared, but he captured a passage through the stone slab.
The passage to the other world.
"I really don't know where Dong Z is." The voice interrupted Wu Chong's thoughts. Looking back, Wang Tong squatted on the head of 'Wangcai', and on the ground, a Huangfu family steward, Se Se, was beaten half to death.
Trembling response.
This stable belongs to the Huangfu family, so Wu Chong and the others must have encountered obstacles on their way here.
This kind of trivial matter was naturally solved by Wang Tong.
Bang!
The dog's paw fell, and Broad Bean's steward died on the spot.
"Teacher, there is no life left." Wang Tong jumped down. The 'Wangcai' under his feet lost its power and quickly shrank, turning into wood and falling into his hand.
"Set fire!"
Wang Tong's face was full of eagerness to try.
Wu Chong's eyes twitched twice.
This kid has completely gone astray, and I don’t know if he can be pulled back.
The inner world.
Full of dust.
In a gray-white world, there is a simple stone house.
Inside the house, Huangfu Jun woke up in a daze. His clothes were in tatters, his entire right leg had been trampled off, and his bones were somewhat twisted and deformed. Especially his chest, which had been burned by the flames.
The scars were pitch black, as if the inside had been burned through. Under normal circumstances, this kind of injury would definitely mean death, but not here.