The road to the three-story loft.

Jiang Feng noticed that the entire courtyard had been cleared and most monks seemed to have left. The woman in yellow took Jiang Feng to the attic called "Zhiqiu" and left immediately. Soon, several people came to the attic, including old and young, most of whom looked time-honored, which looked very difficult to mess with.

The eight people were relatively speechless and didn't know each other before, so they found a suitable position to sit down. There was a tea brewed, but no one moved until the sound of going upstairs came again.

The visitor was a middle-aged man dressed like a noble man. His face was fair, but he was not as weak and feminine as a young man, nor was he greasy. His every move exuded the aura of a superior. His cultivation was solid, and he looked like a foundation-building fourth or fifth level. Behind him was the woman in yellow who led the way before, as well as two followers at the Qi training level.

"I am Gongsun Changhong." The noble young master sat down in the main seat and reached out to signal everyone to sit down. He looked left and right and continued,

"Let's go short, I must have known for the purpose of my invitation to you. I will definitely win the position of the city lord. But the reason why I left you here is that I have a private matter that I want everyone to do. The reward is quite generous, with ten second-level spirit stones."

Spirit stone? Why is it a spirit stone instead of a gold coin? Jiang Feng was secretly alert.

"Everyone has one thing in common," said Gongsun Changhong. "All of them are demon cultivators. I have no other meaning. The main reason is that this is not suitable for my monks."

The next group of demon cultivators all showed confusion. Everyone had crystal bracelets before. Unless the appearance of the law was special, they could not detect the identity of others. It seemed that when the bracelet was obtained, they had already locked their identity by those who were interested.

Since this is the case, as the meat on the chopping board, it is unrealistic to leave for the time being. Last night's test is a lesson. If you ask yourself and a group of demon cultivators to do a private matter, what will the remaining thirty people and the two foundation-building people who appeared last night do? Based on your understanding of the position, you should probably compete with the young master's Baisha Gang.

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In the backyard of the city lord's mansion, a beautifully dressed woman was sitting on the pavilion and enjoying the afternoon. The maid had already left, and there were only two beautifully dressed men behind her.

"Mother, I'm ready. All of my people have been sent to Baiwangpo outside the city and made an appointment to decide where to decide the outcome." said one of the younger men.

"Don't be careless," said the woman, "Are the elders of the Baisha Gang reliable?"

"Don't worry, I have promised them a lot of benefits. And they themselves agree that their second brother is the city lord, and they are swaying. I have detained their family, but my funding gap is very large, and I don't know if my mother can..."

"The things were done well, but I don't have any extra money here, so I have to do something big. In addition, I have asked your second brother to find Zuo Qinhu, and Zuo Qinbao brothers came to fight."

"What, second brother, why didn't you tell me?" The man looked at the older man behind him. It was obvious that his mother rejected his financial request, his distrustful attitude, and even his second brother's concealment made him very angry.

"Fourth brother," said the older man, "It was my mother who told me that although these two people were bloodthirsty, they had strong combat power. They could reach the strength of the Golden Pill among the casual cultivators, and they were not willing to use it for us. Although it was not in line with the rules to invite the Golden Pill monks, it was the eldest brother who broke the rules last night and found Zhao Ruyi. Li Dakui, the elder of your Golden Sands Gang, was killed? How about it, I told you, don't send an undercover agent to suffer a loss, right?"

"Hmph," the man turned his head, feeling unwilling. Li Dakui was his loyalty. Everyone in the gang secretly called him Li Dagou, which shows his loyalty. It is a pity to die, and in order to appease Li Dakui's subordinates and family, it has to be a big expense.

"Stop quarrel, they are all brothers. What's the pity for sacrificing an outsider? Your bad guy is much smarter. He found a bunch of casual cultivators who have no hands, and he doesn't have to pay for his death."

The woman spoke, "I asked your second brother to find the two brothers. One is because I was afraid that the cheap man would come to find the Jindan monk and you would not be able to deal with it; the other is because your Baisha Gang elder would not be able to get off the killer. Changxiu, don't hide it, give the letter to your brother."

A dozen letters originally sealed with vermilion were thrown on the indigo stone table. The young man seemed to be a little unbelievable. He opened them one by one and found that they were all handwritings of the elders of the Baisha Gang. Although they were not named and there were no traces of them to whom they were written, judging from the content of the letter, it was obvious that they were a lot of surrender. He suddenly felt angry and got up and was about to go out, but was pulled.

"Changxiu, please advise your brother to go over and stare at him. If that bastard is a turtle, the two brothers Zuo Qinhu will not come forward. These two are too murderous intent, which may ruin our major affairs. Even if he appears, don't kill him, otherwise we will not be able to explain the two old guys Gongsun Sheng."

A quarter of an hour later.

The woman stood back and entered Qingping Pavilion alone, which was where the couple lived. Gongsun He's name was Qingping, which was the origin of the name of this pavilion. As the orthodox city lord's wife, the new city lord confirmed that the previous ruler was protected by the patriarchal law, but it would not exceed one month after Gongsun He died, many people looked at her city lord's wife. For this reason, she simply lived in seclusion and rarely left the yard, including rejecting many of the visit requests from Gongsun He's friends during his lifetime. She quickly and low-keyly buried Gongsun He in the cemetery of the Gongsun family, and politely refused many people to pay tribute.

This is not without a reason.

Take out a dark red gem from the sleeve. Four second-level fire-type spirit stones are embedded around the gem. The dim color on the spirit stone indicates that more than half of the spiritual power has been consumed, but fortunately this thing can still be used.

Ripples appeared on the orb, and she then confirmed that there was no one nearby. As a mortal who could not practice, this was the gift she asked for when she first married Gongsun He. As long as there were spiritual power fluctuations of monks in half a mile around, the ripples on the orb would twist and stretch, indicating that there was danger.

In the secret room behind the throne of the city lord, she used all her strength to uncover a thick stone slab, pressed the switch, and a crackling sound of mechanism sounded in the secret room until another narrow secret door in the corner opened. She took out a night pearl, lifted up her skirt, and entered the stairwell of the black-blade.

The thick chain of soul-suppressing iron, haggard gray-white face, and the choking smell of dirty blood. At the end of the dark stairs, a thin monk was imprisoned under the reflection of the torch wrapped in oil cloth. The golden silk robe had long been broken, mixed with mottled blood clots, his hair was scattered, and even his boots were lost.

There were seven bone-like soul-catching nails inserted in front of the imprisoned monk's chest. The mottled blood stains seemed to have never solidified. With a violent coughing sound, purple-black light surged from the soul-catching nail, which led to the weak body trembling, as if enduring inhuman pain.

If you find someone with some status from Jibai City, you can recognize that this is their city lord Gongsun He, but even if they come, they dare not recognize each other rashly, because at this time, he was already a prisoner and had lost all the halo of power, he was no different from an ordinary market pawn.

puff

Gongsun He spit out a mouthful of blood, splashing nearly all around. The scarlet breath made the originally suffocating air here thick and sticky. Some blood splattered on the round bronze plaque on the wall in the distance. The bronze plaque seemed to be engraved with a magic array, absorbing his blood, gradually shining with bright colors, gradually gathering, and then a square ray of light flying talisman flew out and flew towards the entrance at the entrance. At the entrance, a transparent light film suddenly appeared, wrapping the flying talisman, slowing down, and then crushing and annihilation like pinching a dried dessert.

"It's useless!"

The woman in a gorgeous clothes walked out of the shadow of the huge stone pillar, "In this bunch of spiritual magic circles, no spiritual talisman can fly out. Can you still want to send a message to your filial and lowly son?"

hehe

The powerless panting sound, accompanied by the hoarse "hehe" echoed in this open and secret room, sounded creepy.

The woman in gorgeous clothes didn't care. She walked forward a few steps and sat on the cold steps. Here she could look up at Gongsun He at close range. Under the flames, there was only a trace of vitality left in her haggard expression.

Silence, silence.

After a long time, the woman said quietly:

"Do you love me?"

No answer.

"Do you remember that night in Yunxiang Mountain? It was the night I decided to marry you, and the days we went to Cailin City to visit. We hadn't given birth to Changxiu yet. I was only nineteen years old." She subconsciously touched her cheeks etched by years and sighed slightly, "The Qingchuan, gardenia, and wind chimes there are all so beautiful, so fragrant, so crisp. I sing and we laugh together until dawn."

"Enough," Gongsun He You swallowed and spit out a ball of blood. "Yanluo, I can't go back. I love you and I will always love you. Why do you want to do this? What did I do wrong to me?"

"Shut up!" The woman was interrupted by her beautiful memories. She suddenly rushed up and teared up Gongsun He's already broken robe. "You never yelled at me in the past. Why, since you have mastered some foundation building, I have never cared about me again. Do you dislike me as a man, Huang, or Is it? I gave you the best youth, but you dislike me as old, right?"

She roared, her out of control had already made her lose her mind, and her hair tied up and her carefully dressed makeup were all scattered.

"You are just a mortal," Gongsun He spat out another mouthful of blood, "There is a difference between immortals and mortals, this is fate."

"Why, why can you live forever? And I want to watch myself grow old day by day. What kind of golden elixir are you already rushing for? Why don't you help me? Why don't you help me? And you say that you love me and want to stay together forever are all lies, they are all lies, they are all lies, you are a deceitful person, a hypocrite..."

She raised her head, and seemed to have recovered a little rationality at this time, and waved her hand to slap Gongsun He, "I want to ruin you, and I will destroy you with my own hands."

"Ha..." Gongsun He ignored her, slowly turned his head with great difficulty, staring at the burning occasionally crackling torches, as if he had already taken the spotlight.

"You shouldn't have fallen in love with him back then, you should have gone with me, otherwise..." A man in gray robe stood up from the dark corner, as if he had been there and listening quietly.

"Shut up." The woman shouted, but her voice was no longer sharp, and the anger she had just used up.

"Okay, Yanluo." The man was not angry either. The firelight reflected on his slippery face and swept across his slightly fat body. He held a snake-shaped sword in his hand and slowly leaned towards Gongsun He.

"Are you ready?" the woman asked.

"Don't worry, I exchanged your money for a lot of spirit stones, and the magic array will not be a problem. Tonight the monster fire crow can lay fire crow eggs. As long as it can lay eggs with innate Dharma images, I can help you build spiritual roots. In the future, you will become a monk like me and stay old."

"Silly," Gongsun He suddenly turned his head and cursed, "Chen Kun, Liu Yanluo, why didn't you kill you, I did such a bad thing, and I will definitely be punished by God!"

Pa, pa, pa!

A man named Chen Kun slapped Gongsun He three times in a row. Gongsun He was suppressed by the soul-calculating nail. His body was no different from that of a mortal. The corners of his mouth suddenly cracked and blood continued to flow.

"Yanluo, don't believe him," Gongsun He said whimperingly, "As long as he practices qi, he will turn you into a monster that is not human or demon."

"No matter what she becomes, I love her," Chen Kun pinched Gongsun He's neck and turned his face to himself, "Not an old dog like you who is tired of the new and only knows how to practice, tell me quickly! Where is the city lord's seal hidden?"
Chapter completed!