It is obvious that the people in the city lord's palace have lost their ability and cannot protect the people of this city, so they are allowed to suffer the suffering caused by evil cultivators.
Therefore, he guessed that the city lord's mansion should have ceased to exist a few months ago.
Or maybe the people in the City Lord's Mansion were the first to start practicing evil cultivation. Even if they changed from the righteous path to evil cultivation, the City Lord's Mansion would still belong to them.
"Do you think the people in the City Lord's Mansion can still live well if they confront those evil cultivators?"
"Well."
Brother Ninth was choked severely.
Yes, he saw how many people were killed.
What's more, it's the City Lord's Mansion. If these evil cultivators want to control Yancheng, they have to control the City Lord's Mansion, and the best way to control the City Lord's Mansion is to kill them all!
Qian Yizheng stopped talking and just paid attention to the City Lord's Mansion in front of him, waiting for the paper man inside to come back before withdrawing.
He really didn't want to take this Mingyue Sect disciple with him. Not only was he slow and trembling along the way, he didn't want to speak, but this man kept talking!
I really don’t know how there is such a talkative person in the sect. If he were the sect leader, he would definitely expel such a person.
There is simply no sense of sight at all!
The Ninth Senior Brother of Mingyue Sect must not have thought that Qian Yizheng would think that Qian Yizheng was a chatterbox when he came up with the words of conversation.
He just wanted to get close, he really didn't mean anything else.
…
In the city lord's mansion.
In the study room belonging to the city lord, there was a man dressed in black sitting.
At this moment, his whole body was exuding a bit of cold air, approaching the leader, so frightened that he fell to his knees directly.
"So, you don't have many people under your command anymore?"
"Yes, yes, master."
The leader didn't know how to answer this, but he had to answer.
He really doesn't have many people under his command, especially at the city gate now. All the evil cultivators are in panic, fearing that they will be killed again some night and die without anyone noticing.
"Ah."
The man in black sneered.
He dared to respond, which proved that he was not afraid enough.
"So many people died without even finding out whether they were humans or ghosts. I am truly blessed to have a talent like you under my command!"
"Master, master..."
The leader lay prone on the ground, large beads of cold sweat falling from his forehead.
The master's words were not a good thing to hear. He was extremely angry to say such ironic words. He knew that after reporting what happened to his master, he would definitely not be able to bear the consequences.
But he didn't dare to hide it or not report it.
"It's because my subordinates were incompetent and couldn't share the master's worries, and they killed so many people. But master, those people were really cunning. Not only did those subordinates die, but they didn't even leave their bones.
My subordinates guessed that they were killed after being poisoned, which shows that there must be a very powerful poison master among them."
Telling him about Poison Master can pull him away from the sin that deserves death. After all, once he is exposed to Poison Master, many people will die inexplicably.
"There were several poison masters among my subordinates, but they were all killed by those people."
"Okay, well done!"
The man in black squinted his eyes and said a few good words.
If you dare to mess with him, don't you know that he has the final say in this Yancheng?
