Great Slaughter System

With Gao Jianli's support, Shen Lang got out of bed, came to Su Meng'er and said, Miss Su, thank you for saving me. I Shen Lang has written down this kindness. If Miss Su needs anything in the future, she can come to the Shen family in Jiangcheng to find me.

Su Menger nodded and said: Mr. Shen, Menger has made a note.

After leaving Su Menger's residence, Gao Jianli frowned and asked, Young Master, why did Su Menger save a stranger for no reason?

There was a sneer of disdain on Shen Lang's pale face: This Su Meng'er's calculations are quite loud, but she actually wants to add enemies to the evil spirit sect by saving me.

If I die, no one will know that the Evil Spirit Sect did it, but if I don't die, I will definitely find trouble with the Evil Spirit Sect in the future. If we have conflicts with the Evil Spirit Sect in the future, it will be weakening the strength of the Evil Spirit Sect in a disguised form.

Hearing Shen Lang's words, Gao Jianli nodded in understanding, and sighed secretly: This Su Meng'er has such a deep scheming.

Shen Lang continued: But I'm more interested in what the evil spirit sect is looking for.

The Evil Spirit Sect has mobilized so many people to come to Pingcheng and make such a big commotion, it must be something not simple.

All the way back to the inn, Zhao Qi and Yan Tian saw the pale Shen Lang, stepped forward and asked, Young Master Shen, are you injured?

Well, I got a little injury, and I should be fine after two days of rest. Master Zhao, Elder Yan, please don't worry, we won't delay our affairs.

Shen Lang said with a smile.

Okay, then Mr. Shen, go to rest quickly, we won't delay Mr. Shen's healing.

Zhao Qi said slowly.

Looking at Shen Lang's back, Zhao Qi and Yan Tian looked at each other. In fact, they both wanted to ask Shen Lang a lot, but seeing Shen Lang's expression, the two of them suppressed their doubts again.

Back in the room, Shen Lang found a pen and paper and concentrated on painting.

In a short time, a person's face appeared vividly on the paper.

Young master, who is this person? Gao Jianli frowned as he looked at the portrait and asked suspiciously.

Shen Lang put down his brush, and said with murderous intent in his eyes: This person is named Ying Changkong, and he is the only survivor of the Ying family. I suspect that the evil spirit sect is looking for something on this person.

Remember his portrait, go out and look for it now, this person has plotted against me time and time again, if you find him, don’t hold back, remember this person is quite scheming, if you fight with him, you must be careful, if you can capture it alive, it’s best, if you can’t, bring the body back.

The three of them glanced at Ying Changkong's portrait in turn, imprinting Ying Changkong's appearance deeply in their minds.

We have all gone out, young master, what do you do? Jing Wuming asked with a frown while holding the long sword in his arms.

Hehe, it doesn't matter. Isn't there Zhao Qi and Yan Tian? They are still on the same boat as us before we find the place where Chang Chun Zi is buried. If something really happens, they won't just ignore it.

Shen Lang said with a smile.

Okay, then young master, let's go. Gao Jianli clasped his fists in salute, and then the three of them left the room to look for Ying Changkong. .

After the three of them left, Shen Lang sat cross-legged on the bed. After this period of precipitation and fighting, Shen Lang felt that he was not far from breaking through, and it was time to break through to the peak of the day after tomorrow.

Shen Lang is practicing here, but there are many strangers in Pingcheng. These strangers are either holding knives and swords, or they are sturdy or have a cold temperament. Every time they pass by a place, these people will vigilantly observe the people around them.

...

In a room, Song Yu, the evil spirit son, was sitting on a chair with his eyes closed and meditating. His fingers, like withered bones, tapped on the table. The room was silent, only the sound of his fingers hitting the table.

Step! Step! Step

Footsteps sounded, and a man in black with a ghost mask walked into the room.

The man in black knelt down on one knee, and said respectfully, My lord, in a village outside the west gate of Pingcheng, someone said they seemed to have seen Ying Changkong.

The knocking sound stopped, Song Yu suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the man in black kneeling on the ground with scarlet eyes, and said coldly: Is the news confirmed?

Returning to the young master, you should be sure. The witnesses looked at the portrait and confirmed that it is Ying Changkong.

Okay, let's go. Song Yu waved.

...

whoosh whoosh

Three piercing sounds sounded, and the three of Gao Jianli appeared in Shen Lang's room.

Young master, all the strangers in the city rushed towards Ximen. I suspect they must have discovered Ying Changkong. Gao Jianli clasped his fists and said.

oh?

Come on, let's go take a look too.

Shen Lang let out a foul breath, stood up and said.

At this time, Zhao Qi, Yantian and others also set off to rush towards Ximen.

...

Guyan Village.

Guyan Village is located in the west of Pingcheng City, two kilometers away from Pingcheng. The village has been fishing for generations for a living. Occasionally, merchants will come to the village to buy fish and shrimp. For strangers, it is not uncommon to visit Guyan Village.

But today, Guyan Village welcomed many strangers, more strangers came this time than Guyan Village had in the past year.

But to the surprise of the villagers, these strangers turned out to be strange people with knives and swords or all kinds of weapons in their hands. Some well-informed fishermen knew that these people were legendary martial arts figures.

And the deeds of the Jianghu people gradually spread in the village. In their eyes, the Jianghu people are all high-ranking and distinguished people.

Immediately, the fishermen looked at the Wulin people who came to the village with awe-inspiring eyes.

...

A burly man with a mace in his hand approached a fisherman viciously, and asked, Hey, how many of you have you ever seen this man?

A picture scroll appeared in front of several fishermen.

Several fishermen glanced at the big man in fear, and then carefully looked at the portrait. Seeing the man in the portrait, the fishermen racked their brains for a while, and one of them shook his head and said, This hero, we have never seen this man before.

What? Haven't seen it? The big man yelled with furious eyebrows, and then exuded killing intent all over his body, and yelled at several fishermen: I haven't seen it before, thinking about it for so long? Are you kidding me?

After speaking, he raised his mace and hit the fisherman who spoke.

Seeing this scene, several fishermen were frightened to death, and they all knelt down and begged for mercy: Hero, please forgive me, we really have never seen it before.

The warriors passing by in the distance looked at all this indifferently. In the Zhenwu Continent, ordinary people are like ants in the eyes of the warriors. They are the existence of killing and killing at will.

Just when the mace was about to fall on the fisherman's head, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air.

boom!

The mace flew high, and the burly man twirled and flew backwards.

The warriors watching the bustle from a distance, their expressions were concentrated, and they looked intently, only to see a black weapon case inserted quietly in front of the fishermen.

Looking in the direction from which the weapon box flew, four figures came into view.

The first one was a handsome young man, wearing a snow-white long gown, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, a stern face, and his clothes rattled in the wind.

Bullying the weak, bullying the weak and fearing the hard, being a martial artist in vain, damn it.

hum

In the open space of the weapon box, a golden light flashed, and the head of the big man flew out.

The golden light disappeared, and the weapon box stood quietly on the spot, as if nothing happened just now.

At this time, the young man came to the weapon box.

A man in green shirt behind the young man picked up the weapon box as he passed by.

The young man drifted away without looking at anyone.