Just as Wang Le was drinking tea and looking at the bustling night view of the Pilgrimage City outside the window, the curtain at the entrance of the hall on the second floor was opened by a middle-aged man, followed by three middle-aged men wearing the same white long gown and a golden lotus embroidered on their sleeves.

Then the three men of similar age, about 40, walked straight to the table of the middle-aged guest who made Wang Le very alert.

At this moment, the middle-aged guest sat on the chair without moving, and asked lightly without raising his head, "What's the matter with me?"

A middle-aged man standing among the three of them avoided his answer without answering, "Are you a casual cultivator Weng Yuan?"

At this time, the middle-aged guest sitting in the seat called Weng Yuan to put down his chopsticks and slowly raised his head. He stared at the person who was asking for help from the three people in front of him without any emotion, and replied neatly: "So what? Weng has always abides by the rules since he came into the Holy City, but he has never done anything that your city lord's mansion cannot allow!"

The middle-aged man who was stared at did not avoid Weng Yuan's gaze at all, and said in a condescending voice: "Just afternoon, a murder occurred in Chengnan Inn. A total of six people died, all from Qinggong."

As soon as he finished speaking, the faces of other guests at the nearby table changed, including Wang Le, who was originally relaxed.

"Everyone from the Qing Palace dares to kill, and he killed six at a time. Who is the courage to kill Xiongxin Leopard?"

"It can be seen from this that the pilgrimage city has completely become a dragon's nest. Alas! I regret it now that I am here to disturb this muddy water!"

"The Qinggong disciple was killed just an appetizer. There are three days left before the day when the Wanbeast Flowers appear in full bloom again. Only then will the curtain of bloody storm be truly opened!"

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Just as the guests were talking in a low voice, Weng Yuan, whose face had already become gloomy, slowly stood up, and then said to the middle-aged man in front of him: "The death of the Qinggong disciple has nothing to do with Weng."

The middle-aged man said calmly with a calm expression: "Among the six dead Qinggong disciples, in addition to the three who achieved the martial arts Xuan level, two of them were in the early stage of the martial arts Earth level, and one of them was in the middle stage of the martial arts Earth level."

After a pause, the middle-aged man continued: "Among the martial arts masters who appeared near Chengnan Inn this afternoon, five of them have the ability to kill these six Qinggong disciples in a short time."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man looked at Weng Yuan deeply and said quietly: "And you are one of them."

As soon as he finished speaking, another of the three followed and said, "The other four have been invited back to visit by our law enforcement team's city lord's mansion. Now you are the only one left."

For a moment, the entire second-floor lobby became completely quiet, and the needle fell to him, and everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall on Weng Yuan, waiting for his response.

At this time, Wang Le, who was sitting not far away, couldn't help but feel a little glad to think to himself: "Fortunately, I didn't run to the south of the city during the day to wander around."

"Otherwise, an unknown guy like me would definitely be suspected. At that time, it would be a disaster from heaven and misfortune to the end."

Just as Wang Lexin was thinking about it, Weng Yuan, who had been silent for more than ten seconds, defended himself in a deep voice: "Weng is just a casual cultivator. He will kill the disciples of Qinggong unless he has his brains!"

At this moment, the middle-aged man responded faintly: "When you arrive at the city lord's mansion, Mr. Weng can say these words to the city lord."

Weng Yuan frowned, and his pair of dead fish eyes glanced back and forth at the three law enforcement team members in front of him, and suddenly sneered: "What if Weng doesn't want to go? I'll have no choice but to take it!"

The middle-aged man's face did not change, but his tone became stern, and he replied in a deep voice: "If it were normal, our city lord's mansion would of course have no choice but to Mr. Weng, who had just achieved the late stage of martial arts level."

"After all, the City Lord, like Mr. Weng, are both late-stage martial arts realm."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man suddenly changed his mind and asked, "But the pilgrimage city is an extraordinary period. Could it be that Mr. Weng has forgotten that there are only three days before the blooming of the beast flowers?"

Before Weng Yuan could respond, the middle-aged man asked and answered: "Mr. Weng, of course, you won't forget it."

"So in this extraordinary period, do you think the only one in the Pilgrimage City is the Lord? Will the Alliance no longer take photos of other strong people coming to take care of them?"

Weng Yuan's face suddenly changed and he said in a deep voice with fear: "It seems that not only your city lord is in charge of the city lord's mansion, but also the top powerhouses who have achieved the martial arts heavenly rank!"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "It's fine if Mr. Weng understands it, so whether you go to the city lord's mansion depends on how you decide."

At this time, Weng Yuan saw a bitter smile on his lips, shook his head and sighed, "There is a powerful man in the Heavenly Level who is in charge of the City Lord's Mansion, and Weng can only go to the City Lord's Mansion to prove his innocence."

When the middle-aged man saw Weng Yuan agreeing to go to the city lord's mansion, he was obviously relieved with his companions standing on both sides.

Obviously, facing the late-stage existence of the martial arts realm like Weng Yuan, although the three of them are members of the law enforcement team, they are also under great pressure.

After all, the gap in strength between the two sides is too big.

"Let's go!" Weng Yuan stopped talking nonsense, threw a few low-grade source stones to the dining table, and then passed by the three law enforcement team members in front of him, and walked towards the door of the second-floor lobby first.

Seeing that Weng Yuan did not resist, the guests, including Wang Le, obediently went to the city lord's mansion under the surveillance of the law enforcement team, and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

They came to Shangpinju to have a meal and rest, but they didn't want any unlucky things that would affect the fish in the pond.

Just as Wang Le was relieved, his heart suddenly became tight, and then he saw Weng Yuan, who was about to walk out of the entrance of the second floor hall, suddenly turned around without warning, and then a long red light flashed!

At this moment, the three law enforcement team members following Weng Yuan didn't have time to scream, and each of them quickly left their bodies and flew out.

Dongdongdongdongdong...

puff puff puff puff puff puff puff...

Three heads with astonished faces rolled to the ground, and blood columns instantly splashed out from the three headless corpses.

And in this pouring blood rain, Weng Yuanhua rushed straight towards Wang Le with a afterimage.

In the flash of lightning, Wang Le's body flashed without hesitation and hid aside. Then Weng Yuan came out through the window, and the black shadow turned into instantly disappeared from the sight of Wang Le and other guests in the hall...
Chapter completed!