Great Slaughter System

In the early morning of the next day, Shen Lang began to make arrangements.

This time when going to the Wusheng Mountains, Shen Lang decided to bring only Yaoyue, Gao Jianli, and Jing Wuming. As for the two elders, Xuanming, Shen Lang planned to keep them in the Shen family.

Seeing that Shen Lang was about to leave, Shen Qing was so unhappy all morning that she could hang a soy sauce bottle with her mouth so pouty.

Shen Lang shook his head and smiled, nodded to Shen Qing's forehead and said: You little girl, it seems like I'm not coming back, don't worry, I will come back as soon as possible, and tell Elder Xuanming if there is anything, you know?

At this time, a guard came to report: Young master, someone from the city lord's mansion said that they are going to go. If the young master also goes, they can go to the city lord's mansion to gather.

Okay, let's go.

...

Along the way, the pedestrians who saw the four of Shen Lang all stayed away one after another. Now Shen Lang's prestige in Jiangcheng is growing. Everyone in Jiangcheng knows that Shen Lang is another powerful force that can compete with the City Lord's Mansion and Xingchen Pavilion, and even Su Xinghe was beaten to death by Shen Lang. Who would dare to provoke Shen Lang.

The four of Shen Lang were all cold-hearted people. They were expressionless along the way. Gao Jianli was holding a Shuihan sword and carrying a weapon box on his back.

When everyone came to the City Lord's Mansion, they saw that the people from Xingchen Pavilion had also arrived. This time, both the court and Xingchen Pavilion had made sufficient preparations. There were three more strange men beside Zhao Qi, with cold expressions and calm breaths. It was not easy at first glance.

And there are a few more people around Yan Tian, ​​those people are not as cold-faced as the three people around Zhao Qi, but they are talking and laughing there.

Seeing Shen Lang, those people all scanned with scrutiny. Before coming, Zhao Qi and Yan Tian had told them the information about Shen Lang, and they were very curious about the young Shen Lang.

Shen Lang smiled slightly, and said hello: Lord Zhao, good morning Elder Yan.

Hehe, Mr. Shen is early too.

Zhao Qi and Yan Tian also greeted each other.

Let's go, since everyone is here, don't waste time.

Zhao Qi greeted them, and everyone started their journey to the Wusheng Mountains.

...

On the official road leading to Yunzhou, Shen Lang and others rode forward slowly on the majestic Gale Horse.

Lord Zhao, I don't know about the poisonous gas in the Wusheng Mountains. Does the imperial court have any countermeasures?

Shen Lang turned his head and asked.

Well, this time the imperial court sent me some anti-drug pills. If there are no accidents, it should be enough for us to reach the place where Changchun Zi died safely.

Zhao Qi said with a smile.

Well, I hope there will be no accidents.

Shen Lang smiled.

The journey was very peaceful, after all, with the luxurious lineup of Shen Lang and others, most people would not dare to provoke them.

But along the way, Shen Lang always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him in the dark, but when he felt it carefully, he couldn't feel anything, but he didn't worry too much. With the strength of Yaoyue and others, unless they were strong in the Void Realm, they would come here to deliver food.

...

Pingcheng.

Pingcheng is a city at the junction of Jiangzhou and Yunzhou. This is also the only way from Jiangzhou to Yunzhou. Many people who travel between the two states will rest here.

After driving for three days, everyone felt a little tired, and then they planned to go to the city to rest for a night, and continue their journey tomorrow.

Pingcheng is very prosperous, much more prosperous than Jiangcheng. There are people coming and going in the city, so it is very lively. Everyone found an inn at random and stayed. Although they were distinguished, they were not picky about where they lived.

Master Shen, Elder Yan, it's getting late, let's rest here for the night, we are on our way tomorrow.

Zhao Qi cupped his hands.

Well, Mr. Zhao, rest early too.

Shen Lang and Yan Tian returned the salute. Immediately, everyone dispersed and went back to their rooms to rest.

...

Today's night is very dark, with clouds.

It looks like there's going to be a heavy rain.

Shen Lang sat by the window, sniffing the moisture mixed in the air, said faintly.

At this time, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, instantly lighting up the entire Pingcheng.

Pedestrians on the street saw the lightning bolt and ran towards their homes one after another.

Sure enough, with the flash of lightning, raindrops floated in the sky.

Listening to the sound of raindrops hitting the roof, Shen Lang thought of his previous life.

In the previous life, whenever it rained, Shen Lang would sit in front of the window and watch quietly, because when it rained, there would always be a special atmosphere, and that atmosphere might be loneliness.

Shen Lang likes loneliness. Loneliness is a must for one person. People have joys and sorrows, unforeseen circumstances, whether they are family members or lovers, there will always be a day when they leave, so people must bear loneliness.

At this time, another flash of lightning flashed by, but just as this flash of lightning flashed by, Shen Lang's pupils who looked into the distance couldn't help shrinking slightly.

At that moment, he saw a very strange thing. It was four people dressed in black and with hideous masks on their faces. They carried a sedan chair and flew between the eaves. Every time the four of them rose and fell, they would jump a long distance.

Sitting on the sedan chair was a young man with a pale face and a thin body like a stick. The young man was wearing a white turban, a white dress, and eyes like blood. Even though he was separated by a long distance, Shen Lang could feel a cold aura.

The young man seemed to feel it too, his head slowly turned towards Shen Lang's direction, feeling very stiff.

With the passing of the lightning, the entire Pingcheng returned to darkness, but in the last glimmer of light, Shen Lang seemed to see the young man smiling ferociously at him.

who?

Shen Lang frowned and pondered.

The young man gave him a very strange feeling, he didn't look like a person at all, but more like a mummy.

While Shen Lang was meditating, a black shadow shot out from the inn.

Shen Lang's expression changed, he grabbed the palm of his hand, and the weapon box fell into his hand, he jumped out of the window and followed.

He didn't call Yaoyue and others, because time didn't allow, and by the time he finished calling Yaoyue and others, the figure might have disappeared.

Shen Lang, who was running fast, felt that something big would happen in Pingcheng tonight.

Shen Lang followed the black shadow all the way to the outside of a mansion.

The strange thing was that he couldn't feel any life in the mansion, it was so quiet and terrifying.

The black shadow scanned around vigilantly, and after confirming that he found nothing, he jumped into the yard.

Shen Lang waited outside for a while, and then jumped in.

When he saw the scene in the courtyard, Shen Lang couldn't help but gasped.

There were corpses everywhere in the yard, and the red blood mixed with the rainwater flowed slowly like a stream.

The death conditions of those corpses were very cruel. Either the corpses were separated or they were torn to pieces.

Shen Lang carried the weapon box and walked vigilantly in the yard on the blood river. At this moment, he saw the black shadow following him all the way jump into a room, as if he was looking for something.

Shen Lang frowned, quietly came out of the room, and looked inside through the crack of the window.

The man in black kept rummaging through boxes and cabinets, and occasionally knocked on the wall, searching every place carefully.