Three days later, Kujing Tucheng.

The fire in the city has been extinguished. On the walls of the scorched houses, wisps of black smoke are rising and dyeing the sky.

Dozens or hundreds of "corpse sculptures" kept chirping and hovering in the mid-air, a dense mass of darkness, as if they were greeting their companions in the distance, and as if they were celebrating that they no longer have to worry about meat in the next few days.
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However, such a scene, which fell two or three miles outside the city, sent chills down the spine and retched in the mouths of a group of caravan men.

If "corpse sculptures" gather together, there will inevitably be many corpses; if the city is burned down with fire, the death will inevitably be miserable.

The one-eyed man standing at the front of the caravan kept complaining, how could it be such a coincidence that the team he led was the first to arrive here, and he was so lucky that he saw the tragic situation in the city with his own eyes.

If I had known this, it would be better to spend half a day on the road, miss this festival, and just be a spectator, which is not much better than now!

The reason why I have similar thoughts is because when encountering such a big event, there is no way to ignore it and just ignore it.

I could only use Shasuo, hurry up and go to the "Tutai City" where "Kuchingzi" belongs, and report the case in person.

This happened over and over again, and the guard boss was full of complaints when he left, and was frightened when he came back, because he was accompanied by Ke Tong, the head of the city lord's palace, and a dozen of his monks.

And as soon as they arrived, the person in charge held down the entire caravan of guards and prohibited them from leaving at will.

He himself took a group of monks and went straight into the city. It has been half a day and there has been no movement.

As a result, there was a group of people standing in the sand in front of us, not knowing why they were waiting.

Looking at the blackened city head from a distance, the whispers of the people behind him kept coming to his ears. The one-eyed man frowned and secretly said "bad luck".

At this time, a thin man with a yellow face from behind took a rag and covered his mouth and nose. He came forward and whispered, "Boss, it's not a problem to wait like this..."

"You don't have to say it!" the one-eyed man shouted, glanced back from the corner of his eye, and ordered: "Shut up those ignorant people! This bastard dares to chew any tongue!"<

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Then he glared at his subordinates again. "And you, throw away that rag quickly. Why are you blocking it! Are you the only one who can smell it?!"

The thin man with a yellow face looked troubled and said: "Boss, yes, is this necessary? The smell is just floating in the wind. It's really, really smelly..."

The one-eyed man was already angry, and after hearing these words, he was even more angry and his forehead was beating wildly. "Are you really stupid, you stupid sheep? There is a murder case in Kujingzi, and no one from the Toutai City Police Department comes to report it.

After going up, the chief of the city lord's palace was attracted to the scene in person! Seeing that the matter is so big that it will break the sky, you are still here, you are so precious! Are you seeking death?"

The complexion of the thin man with yellow face suddenly changed. He pulled the rag on his mouth and nose and asked nervously in a low voice: "Then we, we are detained here, what, what should we do?..."

"What should we do?" The one-eyed man's face darkened, "Wait! Wait for that adult to raise his hand and let us go! What else can we do!"

"This, this will have to wait until..."

Before the thin yellow-faced man could finish his words, he saw a bolt of lightning coming from the sky in the north of the city at an extremely fast speed!

With just a flash, the sword boat sank, and as the Tucheng plummeted down, the "corpse sculptures" that had been hovering in the sky seemed to sense some danger, and immediately screamed and fled in all directions!

Seeing the figure of the man on the boat in the distance, the one-eyed man's expression suddenly changed. He grabbed the second master next to him, took a step forward, knelt down on the ground, and knelt down in obeisance!

But that person didn't seem to look at them at all, and fell directly into the city without stopping.

The men behind them all looked a little stunned when they saw the two masters suddenly kneeling to the ground for some unknown reason.

Even the thin man with a yellow face who was pulled to kneel down was a little surprised and said: "Boss, who are we kneeling on?..."

Unexpectedly, the one-eyed man next to him was trembling all over, and his forehead, which was smacked in the sand, was covered with cold sweat. He didn't dare to lift it up even now. He just said in a trembling voice: "That man is the Lord of Tutai City, Long Saleng! Today's matter is serious.

!..."

"Ah?!"

The crowd's expressions changed upon hearing this, as if they were instantly petrified, and they were stunned on the spot.

On the other side, near the city gate, is a rather conspicuous open space.

One to two hundred black and charred corpses in various forms of death were half-buried in the sand. There were also many "corpse sculptures" and the corpses of other carnivorous monsters mixed with blood and water. Looking around, everything you could see was yellow, black and red.

How can such a word be so tragic?

On the periphery of the open space, three or five monks were on guard with weapons in hand. The remaining few were scattered everywhere, seeming to be looking for something.

At this time, there was a flash of light above his head, and a white-haired old man wearing a dark purple open-fronted robe descended from the air. As soon as he landed, a group of monks bowed and saluted, and even a middle-aged man with a thin cheek and a jade crown walked forward quickly.

, bow and bow.

"Humble job... subordinate... pay homage to the city lord!"

This gray-haired old man is the Lord of Tutai City, Long Saleng, but at this time his face is frighteningly gloomy, and his eyes are bloodshot, obviously suppressing his anger.

He raised his hand and stopped, with a pair of cold eyes sweeping over the whole place, and said in a low voice: "How is the situation..."

The middle-aged man's eyes trembled as he fell into the sand. Knowing that he could not escape, he could only lean forward slightly and said softly.

"Reporting to the city lord, yesterday afternoon, my subordinates received a report from the Police Department, saying that Kujingzi was suddenly hit by a fire. Caravans coming and going found hundreds of corpses in the city. It seemed that someone was massacred in the city. They did not dare to delay, so they immediately took their men and waited.

, go and have a look."

"As a result, in addition to the corpses of the caravan guards, there were also members of the Jiaoya Gang mixed in..."

When he said this, his voice was extremely low, almost using true energy to transmit the sound.

"Afterwards, we searched the whole city and found several seriously injured people alive... as well as more than ten survivors of the caravan guard who had escaped death that night."

The middle-aged man raised his head and glanced at Long Saleng, but the latter didn't say a word, so he continued.

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"After some interrogation, it was said that the leader of the Jiaoya Gang, Hun Dun, led more than ten men and a group of lizards to besiege the city and massacre... As for the specific reason, according to one of the accompanying gang members, it seems that Hundun was trying to seize the city.

I dedicated something to the city lord, so I chased a few caravans and came to Kujingzi..."

When Long Saleng heard this, his eyes jumped, and he suddenly roared, "Ke Tong! My nephew is Hundun, what on earth is going on?!"

The leader Ke Tong trembled all over, struggled several times, and could only bite the bullet and said: "After several investigations by my subordinates, I'm afraid, I'm afraid..."

"Where is the death?!" Long Saleng naturally knew what Ke Tong meant and immediately followed.

Ke Tong took advantage of the situation and raised his hand in one direction. "City Lord, please follow me..."

After saying that, he led the way. Two figures flew up and landed among the ruins of a broken wall.

I glanced up and saw that everywhere was smoky and scorching, and there were traces of the strong wind caused by the collision of true energy, carved on the wall mounds!

Such remnants can be broken through by ordinary monks at a glance, let alone Longsa Leng who is in the middle realm of foundation building?

Then I saw the purple-robed old man's eyes slightly closed, as if his secret spiritual sense swept across the whole place, then he walked slowly for a few steps, raised his palm, gently brushed against a low earth wall, and said in a low voice.
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"Do you have any clues about the murderer?"

Ke Tong replied: "Reporting to the city lord, according to what the nightlife said, the murderer suddenly came out and used smoke to hide his figure. I only knew that he was a swordsman with a strong cultivation level. He killed four or five people with just one move.

At the peak of Qi refining, even this person who survived had his arm cut off and took advantage of the chaos to escape with his life. As for the specific details..."

He stopped talking and said slightly embarrassed.

"My subordinates are incompetent because the fire in the city burned for a day and two nights. The traces of the fight were already destroyed by spiritual fire, and outside the city... the traces were buried by wind and sand. Therefore, if we explore again now, we will gain little."

, please also ask the city lord to punish..."

He said and bowed.

Long Sa coldly shook his head and said nothing. His eyes slowly swept across the ruins in front of him and the scorched sand. Suddenly he turned his palm and shook his head.

Hearing a "buzz" sound, a stream of black smoke swarmed out from his sleeves, drifting, guided by his palm, and circled in front of him.

If you look closely, you will see a group of red-eyed beetles the size of soybean grains!

"The person who killed me wants to cut off his head and tail and get away with it? You are bullying my two-year-old child——!" After saying this, he clapped his hands and shouted. "Go! Get me the real energy and come back!"
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Before he finished speaking, the swarm of insects buzzed and moved upon hearing the news. They instantly dispersed and landed in the sand!

In an instant, the entire sand seemed to be alive, boiling, up and down, and rolling continuously, while the beetles seemed to be digging for food, shuttled through every inch of the sand, and it didn't take long for the originally black carapace to appear.

A hidden stream of light!

Seeing this, Longsa pointed his sword coldly, and the swarm of insects came out of the ground, gathered again, and formed a "black ball" at his fingertips, circling endlessly!

"Photograph!"

Long Saleng controlled the insect swarm with one hand, and the five fingers of the other hand were like hooks. He drew it in the air, and saw two streams of true energy, one yellow and one gray, sucked out of the "black ball" with a smoke-like trail.

, falls into the palm of your hand!

Looking at the small, light yellow remnant of true energy in his palm, Longsa Leng's eyes were red, his whole body was trembling, and his voice was miserable.

"My nephew, Hundun, my sister entrusted you to me back then, and we have been together day and night for decades. I treat you like a son, and you treat me like a father! Never thought that one day, we would be separated forever! You, you will die without a trace.

Burial place..."

"It's all my uncle's fault! It's my uncle's fault——!"

The white-haired old man beat his chest and stamped his feet, crying all the time and bursting into tears. He was extremely sad.

Na Ketong stood aside and comforted her. "My condolences, City Lord, your health is important!"
To be continued...