Soon, the group walked out of Zhang Tuanlian's house. Some yamen runners and soldiers were guarding the door outside. Not long ago, Guo Dacheng had already ordered that no one was allowed to step into Zhang Tuanlian's house without his order. These people were very obedient. There was such a big disturbance at Zhang Tuanlian's house, and no one dared to go in and take a look.

At this time, Guo Dacheng walked out of the yard with Taoist Qingfeng on his back, followed by Lao Liu, Wu Feng and Zhou Ming, and the two yamen runners who were good to Guo Dacheng, hurriedly met. The three son glanced at Taoist Qingfeng on Guo Dacheng's back and said with concern: Brother Guo, what's wrong with Taoist Qingfeng, why do you look like you're injured?

Guo Dacheng is also in a fog now and doesn't understand the Tao. He still thinks it's a haunted person. He shook his head and said: I can't explain it clearly to you, so I'll talk about it later.

After a pause, he said: Miss Sanzi, I will leave the matter here to you. Zhang Tuanlian's family has been restrained. Master Qingfeng was injured. I will carry him home to recuperate. What is the important thing? Even though I came to see me at home, did you hear it?

The mistress nodded repeatedly and said, "Brother Guo, don't worry. I've sent someone to investigate the city secretly. Let's come together for the darkness, and I don't believe that I can't catch this group of thieves."

Guo Dacheng nodded, responded, and stopped answering the mistress, and walked straight towards his home with his mistress.

Along the way, the atmosphere seemed a little dull. Old Liu walked slowly with his hands on his back, hunched over, looking worried. The yellow-haired monkey on his shoulder turned around from time to time to grimaced Wu Feng and Zhou Ming.

The dull atmosphere made Zhou Ming feel a little unbearable. He stepped forward and said to Lao Liu: "Uncle Liu, did my master do the same thing just now, did you kill the Qingxu Demon Dao?"

Old Liu stopped, turned around and looked at Zhou Ming, and said coldly: You kid, your master has become like this, do you think that the Qingxu Demon Dao is so easy to die.

Even if that old guy is not dead, he should have been hurt by my master no matter how hard he said, otherwise my master would not have been in vain for a while, Zhou Ming said again.

Everything is unclear now, and only your master understands the current situation best. Whether Qingxu Demon Dao and the Witch War master have died, we can only wait until your master wakes up and asks him to know. However, we must make the worst plan. If the Witch War master and the Qingxu Demon Dao are not dead and are only injured a little, then we must be more careful. Your master was retaliated by dozens of unjust souls just now. If it weren't for Wu Feng's corpse-burning ruler to rescue him in time, he would definitely die now. If they were alive, they would definitely expect your master to be killed.
Chapter completed!