midnight, late at night

Although there is no curfew in Tongling County, at this point, there are basically no pedestrians on the streets, and the shops are closing one after another, making it seem quite deserted.

Even during the day, the Sacred Heart Residence, which was bustling with people and busy with traffic at the door, was deserted at the moment.

The boy on duty at the door was yawning out of boredom when he suddenly saw a group of three people approaching at the corner of the street. He quickly cheered up and went to meet them.

But as soon as the three of them walked in and the boy saw their attire clearly, he lost all sleep and his nerves immediately became tense.

All three of them were dressed in black.

The one at the head and center has half-white hair, is the oldest, and carries a long stick on his back.

The man on the left is burly, as strong as an iron tower, with a four-foot-long sword slung around his waist.

The person on the right has a light body and a slender waist. She is obviously a woman.

What made the boy feel something was wrong was that the faces of the three of them were all covered with masks. The old man with half-white hair at the head had a double-headed green dragon evil ghost mask on his face. The people on his left and right,

He was wearing an ordinary ghost mask.

It is not that there are no people coming to stay at Sacred Heart Residence at this time, but there are three of them who came wearing such a permeable mask. This is obviously not normal, and they should not be here to stay!

The footsteps of the three people were very light, and they didn't make a sound until they reached the young man. They just looked at him through the mask calmly.

"I would like to ask you three... guests, what do you do for me?"

"We are here to find someone. May I ask my brother, where does Yan Sannu live?"

The leader of the old man answered with an old and kind voice, which immediately made the young man feel good in his heart. He said with a smile: "Deputy Sect Master Yan lives on the third floor. I will go up to inform you first. Please wait for the three of you."

Yan Sannu, the deputy head of the Shayin Sect in Yinling County, can find such a big person to work with. The three people in front of him must have a big background. The boy felt that it was inappropriate for the three of them to wear masks, so out of caution, he

He turned around and went up to report first.

The boy entered the Sacred Heart Residence, walked to the third floor with ease, found the room where Yan Sannu lived, and was about to knock on the door.

Suddenly, a withered hand full of wrinkles patted his shoulder. The boy was startled and turned around suddenly, only to find that the three people at the door just now had been following him up and patted his face.

It was the old man with half-white hair just now.

"Excuse me, little brother, please go down first!"

When the boy saw the three masks, he felt a strong sense of discomfort in his heart. When he heard the old man's unkind tone, he didn't dare to say anything. He nodded directly, turned around and walked downstairs with a fearful expression.

The moment the boy came downstairs, the door in front of the three people slowly opened. A burly middle-aged man in black robe looked at the three people with a look of confusion on his face.

Yan Sannu had just arrived in the county the day before yesterday. This time Tongling County was hosting the Qinglong Society and the demon disaster. It was so lively that the Shayin Sect, as a close neighbor, would not miss it.

Judging from the current situation, the Qinglong Silver Order can only exchange the life of one Tiger List master. It is not very attractive to a second-rate force like the Shayin Sect, so there is no need for him as a third-level master.

The deputy sect leader came in person.

He came here mainly to find out some news about demons.

The movement on the third floor has been getting louder and louder in the past two days, and the smell that can be detected occasionally at night also makes him, a master of the third realm, slightly frightened. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he still rarely walks out, so there should not be much

Only people know he is here.

What are these three people in front of me doing here...

"Who are you?"

Seeing the double-headed green dragon evil ghost mask worn by the leading old man, a familiar feeling flashed through Yan Sannu, but he couldn't remember it, so he frowned slightly and spoke in a bad tone.

"May I ask sir, who is the deputy sect leader of Yinling Shayin Sect, Yan Sannu?"

The old man at the head was quite polite and didn't seem to notice Yan Sannu's unkindness at all. He just raised his hand and asked.

As the saying goes, don't hit the smiling person. Yan Sannu didn't know the origin of the three of them. When he saw this, he slightly raised his hand to return the salute, nodded and said: "I am, you have something to do with me?"

"Old man Fang Longxiang, the second dragon head of the Qinglong Society, came here today to borrow something from Sect Master Yan. I hope Sect Master Yan can agree!"

The second dragon head of Qinglonghui, Fang Longxiang?

Yan Sannu was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly looked at the double-headed green dragon evil ghost mask on the old man's face. A flash of light flashed in his mind, and he suddenly woke up. The leader of the three dragons of the Qinglong Society, Fang Jinghong, was wearing a three-headed dragon mask.

The first blue dragon evil ghost mask.

borrow things?

This rhetoric does not sound very friendly.

After waking up, Yan Sannu's expression changed, but his cultivation in the third realm of Grandmaster still gave him extraordinary confidence. He released his breath slightly, and while sensing the cultivation of the three of them, he chuckled and said: "Gui.

Meeting the three dragon heads Fang Jinghong has been very popular recently. I never thought that Yan would be lucky enough to meet the second dragon head. I wonder what the second dragon head wants to borrow from me?"

"On the neck... a head!"

After saying these four words, Yan Sannu also realized that he could not see through the cultivation of the three people in front of him at all. His eyes were stern, and without any hesitation, the real energy in his body was activated, and his five fingers were bent and hooked into two steel claws, like

Like lightning, he tore it through the air towards the old man in front of him.

The Grandmaster of the Third Realm transformed the true essence into the essence. Yan Sannu's true essence claws even tore the wall across the room directly. At the same time, a crystal clear white bone demon appeared behind him, which was his martial arts platform.

The attack is a killing move, and there is no reservation at all.

Obviously, he was very afraid of Fang Longxiang, the second leader of the Qinglong Society in front of him.

However, he still underestimated the strength of the person in front of him.

There were three people on the other side, and the only one who could move was the half-white-haired old man. Facing Yan San's angry claws, he actually put his hands behind his back, and just let him grab his chest, with the eyes exposed on the mask

It's full of contempt and ridicule.

Yan Sannu naturally noticed the old man's eyes, and a surge of anger inevitably arose in his heart. His claws became sharper and he slapped the old man's chest directly.

Boom...

A muffled groan came out, and the old man's body was torn apart by Yan San's sharp claws like steel knives. Not only was there no loss at all, he didn't even move.

A white light suddenly lit up on the old man's forehead, and then a stream of crystal white true energy flowed around his body, and a terrifying pressure gradually rose up in his body.

When Yan Sannu saw this scene, especially the light on the old man's forehead, his expression suddenly changed wildly, and he roared: "How is this possible for a heaven-level grand master at the Tianguan Divine Point!"

As soon as he finished speaking, infinite fear arose in Yan Sannu's heart, and he jumped backwards. Without even thinking, he directly broke the window of the room and ran out to escape.

At the same time, dozens of auras suddenly rose, and at some point, there were already more than a dozen figures standing on the roof of the Sacred Heart residence.

There were more than ten figures, led by five people, two of whom were Mo Xuzi and Zen Master Yuankong, who had met Hou Yuxiao.

There is also a thin middle-aged swordsman with a sword on his back and facing him.

A bald old monk holding a Zen staff and wearing a white cassock.

There is also a young and beautiful woman who is about 1.9 meters tall, extremely slender, wearing a light green dress, and holding an ink pen.

The five of them looked at Yan Sannu running for his life in embarrassment, as well as the three figures chasing after him frantically. Their eyes flashed, and they didn't know what they were thinking in their hearts.

"The head of the two dragons is Longxiang. It seems that this Blue Dragon Society is crouching tiger, hidden dragon!"

Mo Xuzi shook Fuchen lightly and praised with a smile.

The middle-aged swordsman snorted coldly, with a sharp flash of light in his eyes and said: "Colluding with the demon, no matter how capable he is, is the way to die."

"In that case, why doesn't Brother Zhang take action to capture him?" Mo Xuzi's expression flashed as he looked at the middle-aged swordsman, Zhang Yuning, the Pingtianjian, who was obviously fighting against the fire.

Zhang Yuning's face was upright, and his hands were actually placed on the hilt of the sword on his back. But at this moment, he saw the tall woman in the green skirt pressing her hand against him. As if he thought of something, Zhang Yuning gave up the attack.

He just sneered twice.

"Amitabha, haven't you all come to Tongling to slay demons? This Qinglonghui has something to do with demons. Why not take action to capture this person so that we can find out the traces of the blood demon!"

As soon as Zen Master Yuankong finished speaking, the old monk in white cassocks immediately retorted: "Senior Brother Yuankong said well, how about you take down this Fang Longxiang yourself, senior brother?"

The words of Abbot Yuanfa of the Daxue Mountain Buddhist Sect caused Zen Master Yuankong's face to darken instantly. Looking at Monk Yuanfa, who had been a brother-in-law with him since childhood, Yuankong took two deep breaths, made a Buddhist salute and stopped talking.

"The people from the Demon Cult are here!"

The only tall woman in a green skirt among the five who didn't speak suddenly glanced at the county magistrate and the warden next door to the Sacred Heart Residence, and spoke with a teasing tone.

When everyone heard the sound, they immediately turned their heads and looked over. Sure enough, figures from the County Cheng Mansion and the Warden Secretary each flew out. They were none other than County Cheng Fan Longhe and Si Cheng Ding Dian.

When the two saw the five people on the roof of the Sacred Heart building, not only did they not look strange, but they bowed slightly to the five people and saluted. After saluting, they turned to look at Yan San, who was being chased by the three.

angry.

The Sacred Heart Residence, the County Chancellor's Mansion, and the Warden's Office are all adjacent to each other. They are so close to each other. They know exactly what is happening in front of them at this moment. But looking at Yan Sannu, who is already in danger, the two of them are stunned.

Not moving at all, not even saying a word.

Zhang Yuning saw the reaction of these two people after they appeared, with a look of anger on his face, and said sarcastically: "A county prime minister and a Sicheng, you are also the parents of this county after all. How can you just ignore the Qinglong Society when it is so rampant?"

Faced with Zhang Yuning's ridicule, the two of them did not dare to express their angry reactions, let alone rebuttal. They could only pretend not to hear, and act as if the matter had nothing to do with them.

Seeing the two of them like this, Zhang Yuning could only shake his head no matter how angry he was. He said nothing and just stared at Fang Longxiang.

"Mr. Lian, are we really going to watch Fang Longxiang kill someone like this?"

Zhang Yuning couldn't help it after all, and sent a message to the tall woman in the green skirt.

He is the sixth-grade demon-killing guard of Dayu's Demon-hunting Division. In such a densely populated city, Fang Longxiang commits murders in public without any reason. It is really difficult for him to control his sense of justice.

When Mo Xuzi heard Zhang Yuning's inquiry, he turned his attention to the woman in the green skirt. While trying to see what arrangements she would make, information about the woman also popped up in his mind.
To be continued...