Rebirth villain just want to go

Yan Guitu had just let Cang Ling and Xuanying go when he heard a fight coming from the next room.

He frowned slightly, and rushed over immediately, only to see that the next room was in a mess, the tables, chairs and benches were smashed to pieces, and the two shadow guards of Heishui City could not be seen, only Wu Zhuyu was lying on the ground in embarrassment covering his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Yan Guitu walked over and helped him up from the ground.

Wu Zhuyu gasped, and let go of her hands covering her eyes, revealing dark circles under her eyes: "The skills are not as good as others, they tricked me, and I ran away."

Yan Guitu glanced at the wide open window, frowning tightly: "It's okay."

The two dark guards ran away, and the people from Heishui City should come over soon.

Yan Guitu took a thoughtful look at Wu Zhuyu, who had been healing himself, but his cultivation was mediocre, and the bruises around his eyes couldn't fade away for a while, so he took a look at the bronze mirror in the room After looking at it for a long time, he finally sighed heavily: "You don't hit people in the face, these two hidden guards are too careless. They actually want to destroy my handsome appearance with such a heavy hand."

"Master." The three of Ling Jiangyu also rushed over after hearing the sound. They were standing at the door at the moment, looking at the messy room with blank expressions, not knowing what happened.

Yan Guitu narrowed his eyes, looking at the darkening clouds outside the window: "It's nothing serious, someone has come to treat us to supper."

As soon as he finished speaking, a large group of people rushed over from the wide street and surrounded the inn.

Looking around, this group of warriors were wearing black armor and holding long knives. They were all more than two meters tall. Even through the heavy armor, it was not difficult to see the gnarled muscles on their bodies.

"This is..." Si Huanian was stunned. Although his brain was not working well, his intuition told him that this group of people came for them, and the people who came were not good.

"The Xuanjia guards of Blackwater City." Wu Zhuyu looked at the black armored warriors downstairs with a solemn expression, "The strongest combat power in Blackwater City, everyone in it has cultivation bases above foundation building, forming a Xuanwu formation The power is extraordinary."

As Wu Zhuyu's voice fell, the group of Xuanjia guards below began to form an formation, but in a short while, a formation of 18 people had formed, and a huge coercion pressed on the top of the inn, making everyone in the inn It's like they're stuck in a quagmire and can't move.

Some ordinary people without cultivation base were even directly crushed by this coercion to lie on the ground, unable to move even a little finger.

Yan Guitu stood on the spot without changing his expression, Ling Jiangyu and the other three were beside him, and they also looked as usual, without feeling any pressure.

Standing by the side, Wu Zhuyu, who was struggling to support himself with his own spiritual power, looked paler and paler. He took the time to look back, with surprise in his eyes: "Are you all right? In the Black Tortoise Formation, even the Golden Core may not be able to support it." Live. What the hell are you..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Guitu, who had reacted, immediately turned his face pale with luck, and then made a look of struggling: "This formation is really powerful."

Wu Zhuyu silently glanced at Yan Guitu, whose face was as pale as paper and whose figure was precariously crumbling, and the three disciples beside him with blank expressions.

The acting skills of this fellow daoist 'Jiang Gracilaria' are a bit too bad.

"The lord is here." Yan Guitu suddenly narrowed his eyes, and saw Xuanjiawei from a distance voluntarily giving way, and a slender and slender woman in Chinese clothes walked downstairs of the inn.

The woman combed a flying phoenix bun, with a hosta flower slanted between her temples. She has a beautiful face, a slender neck, and a well-proportioned figure wrapped in a luxurious black-and-gold embroidered dress. The concubine is as gorgeous and dignified as a fairy.

The woman raised her head slightly, her eyes as cold as snow fell on the open window upstairs.

Yan Guitu looked down at the woman, and suddenly remembered that his current role was a cultivator at the middle Nascent Soul stage, so he continued to play the weak Nascent Soul stage monk, covering his mouth and coughing twice.

woman:"......"

If acting is also a kind of talent, the sallow-faced man in front of him has basically zero talent.

She turned her head and glanced at Hu Yue who was following her side step by step: "Is it him?"

Huyue looked bitterly at Yan Guitu who was 'suppressed' by the Xuanwu formation, and nodded heavily: "Master, it's him."

The woman was silent for a moment, then raised her hand to signal her subordinates to cancel the Xuanwu formation, and looked up at Yan Guitu: "This seat is Wen Cong (xuan), the wife of the city lord of Heishui City, may I ask you, but is it Yan Gui, the head of Baopuzong?"

Yan Guitu raised his eyebrows slightly, it seems that the wife of the city lord has already investigated his origin clearly.

"Jiang Li?" Wu Zhuyu looked at Yan Guitu with a half-smile.

"The surname is Yan and the name is Jiangli." Yan Guitu said perfunctorily.

Evodia twitched the corners of her mouth and remained silent.

"Master Yan, can you take a step to speak?" Wen Hong asked again.

Yan Guitu didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Wen Hong's gourd. After all, the other party had come over aggressively just now, but his attitude at this moment was completely different from before.

"Beware of deceit, this woman is very rich." Wu Zhuyu grabbed Yan Guitu's sleeve and reminded her in a low voice.

Yan Guitu looked back at him and pulled out his sleeve: "You seem to be very familiar with her."

Wu Zhuyu laughed dryly: "That's not true, I just heard some rumors that the disappearance of the Lord of Blackwater City is inseparable from this woman."

"We are stepping on someone else's ground now, you don't understand the truth that a strong dragon does not overwhelm a snake, right?" Yan Guitu shrugged, "Anyway, we have to give face to the wife of the city lord."

Wu Zhuyu thought for a moment: "Then I'll go with you too. If they set a trap and attack suddenly, I can also help you."

Yan Guitu stopped, and looked at Wu Zhuyu meaningfully: "You might as well just tell me, why did you manage to sneak into Heishui City, and what does it have to do with the people in this city?"

Wu Zhuyu paused, touched her nose, and looked at Yan Guitu innocently: "I don't understand what you're talking about."

Yan Guitu stared at him expressionlessly: "It's so old, can you please stop being cute? You're not as cute as my youngest son."

Ling Jiangyu: "..."

What happened to being cueed suddenly but still a little happy?

Seeing that Yan Guitu refused to eat, Wu Zhuyu hesitated for a moment, and finally bit the bullet and sighed: "Then I will tell you the truth, in fact... I am the confidant of the city lord of Heishui City. I went to the southern border to investigate the background of the city lord's wife. It was only when I found out some clues that I was about to come back and report to the city lord, when I heard the news of the city lord's disappearance. I suspect that the missing of the city lord's whereabouts has something to do with the city lord's wife. "

"What did you find out in Southern Xinjiang?" Yan Guitu asked subconsciously, but immediately added, "If you don't want to say it, you don't have to."

"There's nothing you can't say." Wu Zhuyu sighed, and looked at the dignified Wen Cong downstairs, "The wife of the city owner was born in Yunmengze in southern Xinjiang, where witchcraft is prevalent, and they all believe in the ancient Nine A big snake with a willow head. It is said that the Heishui River outside Heishui City was formed by the confluence of the blood of a big snake, so I guess there must be some connection between them."

Yan Guitu nodded thoughtfully: "I see."

Wu Zhuyu's words are still half-truths and half-false, but Yan Guitu can confirm that at least the part about Wen Cong is true.

As for Evodia Evodia's identity...

"Is your name really Wu Zhuyu?" Yan Guitu asked.

Wu Zhuyu smiled: "The next word is Wu Zhuyu."

Yan Guitu nodded knowingly: "Then let's go together."

A group of five people went downstairs and left under the gaze of the inn tenants.

"What did these two people do? They sent out so many Xuanjia guards to catch them?"

"I don't know, but that lady is the wife of the city lord. I met him in the city lord's mansion before."

"The rules of Heishui City, you can't steal or fight in the city, presumably you violated the city rules and were arrested and punished."

"The punishment rules in Heishui City are very strict, and those few people just now don't know if they can get over it."

"If you can't resist it, throw it into the Blackwater River. Who told them to dare to cause trouble here?"

Wu Zhuyu aggrievedly listened to the wild speculations of the crowd who didn't know the truth, and looked back at Yan Guitu in displeasure: "It's fine to say that I fight, why do you still say that I steal? Does a person like me look like a thief? ?”

Yan Guitu scanned him up and down, but didn't answer.

Si Huanian and Yun Junmei beside them nodded silently.

Wu Zhuyu: "...Children are ignorant, the handsome and handsome Master Ben has decided to forgive you."

As he spoke, he threw an Yi Rong Dan into the air, opened his mouth to catch it, and swallowed it crunchily.

By the time he walked downstairs, his face had changed again.

"Master Yan, please move to the City Lord's Mansion." There was a slight smile on Wen Hong's face, but there was a bit of melancholy in this smile, making her look like a hibiscus flower stained with crystal dew in the morning mist. Living makes people feel pity.

Wen Hong's appearance is one of the most beautiful among the female cultivators Yan Guitu has met in his life. If ordinary people see it, they must be unable to extricate themselves at first sight.

However, Yan Guitu only glanced at it, then nodded lightly: "Okay."

The three disciples beside Yan Guitu didn't even look at her. Ling Jiangyu grabbed Yan Guitu's sleeve, holding the unfinished candied haws in his hand, and stood obediently beside her.

Wen Hong glanced at him unexpectedly, then lowered his eyelids: "Please."

Hu Yue originally expected her master to vent her anger on her behalf, but Wen Cong did not expect that Wen Hong would expose this matter lightly.

Heishui City is said to be a city, but it is more like an island in the water. The overall shape is oval, and the City Lord's Mansion is located south-southeast.

Yan Guitu looked at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion in the direction of Si Snake and raised his eyebrows slightly.

All ascetics are more or less particular about Feng Shui.The city lord's mansion of Heishui City actually chose such a location to build, so I don't know if they really don't care about Feng Shui theory or did it deliberately.

Entering the City Lord's Mansion, the whole mansion was so quiet that it didn't look like there was anyone there.

Xuanjiawei stopped outside the door, even Huyue was ordered by Wen Hong to wait outside the main hall, but Yan Guitu, master and apprentice, and Wu Zhuyu were invited into the inner hall by her.

"Master Yan is an expert above the Nascent Soul Stage?" Wen Hong asked straight to the point.

Yan Guitu looked at Wen Hong, he deliberately kept his cultivation at the level of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, unless his ability was higher than his, it was impossible for anyone to see how strong his cultivation was.

Wen Xuan is in the middle of the golden core, how do you know that he hides his cultivation?

Yan Guitu nodded lightly: "How do you know?"

Wen Hong pursed his lips and smiled: "My sister told me."

"Who is your sister?" Yan Guitu asked again.

Hearing this, Wen Hong took a deep look at Yan Guitu, pulled out his jade hairpin from his temples, and instantly poured his long hair like a waterfall onto his shoulders.

Afterwards, Wen Hong peeled off the long hair on the back of his head: "Sister, come and meet an expert."

Under the cover of long black hair, there was another beautiful face exactly like Wen Hong's!