Chapter 33
The spirit boat flew for three days, and finally stopped on the evening of the third day. It gets dark very early in winter, but it's only the end of the day, and the sky is already dark.

As soon as they entered the city, Lan Shu separated from them, and Yunli followed the crowd, the quaint brocade characters on the city gate flashed in his mind, unexpectedly their destination was Jincheng!

She remembered that Zhu Ge was in Jincheng. It seemed that their Zhu family was still a big family in Jincheng. She didn't expect to go around and come to Jincheng in this way.

But where does the word 'Jin' seem to be seen?

The street was empty, and occasionally one or two passers-by would avoid them when they saw them crowding together.

The team stopped, and Yunli looked up, in front of him was a mansion, with two mighty stone lions lying quietly on both sides of the gate, illuminated by two palace lanterns with luminous pearls, on the plaque in the center of the gate, Fang Mansion The two characters are exceptionally clear.

"Who are you?" The guard at the door looked at them, stepped forward to question with a knife in his hand, and there was panic in his tone that they didn't realize.

A foundation-building cultivator in front waved his hand and ejected a wave of spiritual power, and the necks of the four guards on the second floor of Qi training immediately had a blush on their necks, and they fell down without making a sound.

An ominous premonition emerged in Yunli's heart.

Jing Shisan sacrificed his flying sword and flew directly above the mansion. A jade token flew out of his hand. With the jade token as the eye of the formation, a huge magic circle instantly covered Fangfu.

"what is that?"

"A magic circle?!"

The people in the courtyard panicked, and someone loudly warned, "Enemy attack, there is enemy attack!"

"Go and inform the patriarch!"

Yunli jumped up with the crowd and jumped into the mansion.

At this moment, an aura soared to the sky from the depths of the mansion, and an old voice roared furiously: "Who is so arrogant, dare to come to my Jincheng Fang's house to make trouble!"

The old man with white beard and hair soared into the air, his whole body was full of aura, the coercion of the monks in the late stage of foundation establishment made the clansman with low cultivation level in the mansion and the disciples of the Qi refining stage of Canye Pavilion who rushed into the mansion weak.

"It's the ancestor!"

Seeing the old man, everyone in the Fang Mansion stopped their panic for a while, and looked at the old man eagerly and reverently. If it wasn't inappropriate, they might kneel down to the ground.

Their Fang family can occupy a place in Jincheng, and they are called the three major families of Jincheng together with the Mo family and the Zhu family, thanks to the ancestors in the late foundation establishment period.

After Mo Qishan, the patriarch of the Mo family disappeared three years ago, the Fang family became the first family in Jincheng.

Clinker, the old man they regarded as a savior saw Jing Shisan, his face changed suddenly, he bent over and cupped his hands, and said anxiously: "The junior Fang Yin has seen the senior, my Fang family has always kept its own place, and I don't know why the senior came here? "

Jing Shisan didn't give him a single corner of the eye, and just ordered lightly: "Disciples in the early stage of Qi training, guard all the exits, and don't let a single mosquito go! Everyone else, kill me, don't leave a single one behind!"

The first to third levels of Qi training are the early stages, the fourth to sixth levels are the middle stages, and the seventh to ninth floors are the later stages. Yunli and Wen Xueluo are both early stages. Hearing his words, the two of them stood by the wall of Fangfu courtyard with other early stage disciples , surrounded Fangfu.

Yunli stood blankly under a tree in the southeast corner, her palms were sweating, so they came to exterminate the family!
"Mother—" the little girl in pink yelled in horror. In front of her, a young woman fell limply, bleeding from a huge hole in her chest.

She opened her mouth and shouted to the crying girl with the last bit of strength: "Run."

run?Where are you going?The girl looked around blankly, there were men in black everywhere.

However, she obediently wiped away her tears and tried to get up. Just halfway through the climb, a sharp knife pierced through her small body.

The crimson fireball flew towards the boy who was running away in a panic. In just a split second, the boy's whole body was burned. He hurriedly cast rain on himself, and the cool rain water extinguished the flames. Before he had time to celebrate the rest of his life, he A cane suddenly wrapped around his neck.

"Yi'er, Yi'er—"

The bloody father fell at the door, stretched out his bloody hand, and tried hard to reach his daughter who was lying in a pool of blood.
Yunli clenched her fists tightly, her curled eyelashes trembling non-stop. In just a short moment, Fang Mansion was reduced to a purgatory on earth. Various spells hurt people's eyes, and the sound of swords piercing into flesh kept coming and going, screaming Shouts, wailing, and cursing were endless.
At this moment, the idea of ​​escaping from Remnant Night Pavilion and becoming stronger has never been firmer than before. She doesn't want to be the perpetrator of the next tragedy, and she doesn't want to be someone else's prey.

Fang Mansion has the highest cultivation level only in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, and Canye Pavilion not only has Jindan Stage monks sitting in the town, but among the five Foundation Establishment stage monks, two are in the late stage, two in the middle stage, and one in the early stage. In addition, there are more than ten Qi training stage monks. monk.

This was a one-sided massacre. In the face of absolute strength, this group of immortal cultivators who were usually aloof and invincible were not much different from ordinary people.

Under the siege of the two late stage foundation establishment, Fang Yin was gradually lost. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and said in grief and indignation: "Who are you guys? Why do you want to kill our Fangfu?"

Jing Shisan raised his hand, and everyone stopped immediately, standing aside coldly, and the silver-clad man spat out three words coldly: "Xue Ming Gong."

Blood power?

Yunli's heart trembled, she lowered her eyelashes to cover the emotions in her eyes, isn't that Mo Qishan's technique?
Mo Qishan, she suddenly remembered that on the back of Mo Qishan's identity token, there was a big brocade character on the back, so it turned out that he was also from Jincheng.

"What blood magic?"

Fang Yin's eyes flickered, he glanced at Jing Shisan cautiously, and said with trembling lips: "I, our Fang family doesn't have blood and blood skills, did the predecessors make a mistake?"

"It can't be wrong!"

A weak but firm voice suddenly sounded in the air. Hearing the reputation, a little girl wearing a light pink feather satin cloak and a thick white fox fur hood on her head walked slowly with the support of Lan Shu. In front of Fang Yin.

Surprisingly, it was a mortal girl.

"Don't worry?!"

Someone recognized the girl in pink and exclaimed, "Aren't you dead?"

Mo You snorted coldly, and said to Fang Yin, who was in a state of distress on the ground: "Do you really think my Mo family is dead? A month ago, I saw you come out of the patriarch's house with my own eyes, and then the Xueming Gong disappeared, didn't you?" You, who else is there!"

Fang Yin felt distressed. After the accident in Mo's house, he did go to Mocheng's house, but it was already late when he went, Mocheng's room was turned into a mess, and there were no pills, spirit stones, magic tools in the storage bag No, only the brocade box containing the blood magic is missing.

And he would know about Xueming Gong until he overheard a conversation between Mo Qishan and Mo Cheng three years ago.

At that time, Mo Qishan must have been seriously injured, so he didn't notice him, and left in a hurry after handing over the Xueming Gong to Mo Cheng. It was also from then on that he paid close attention to every move of the Mo family.

Heaven-level exercises, which monk can resist this temptation!
He secretly bought a concubine from Mocheng to find out where the Xueming Gong was placed.

However, Mo Cheng took him very seriously, and he didn't dare to rob him blatantly.

Although Mo Cheng is only a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment, Mo Qishan is the True Monarch Yuan Ying, who knows when he will come back?
He was anxious and had no other choice but to wait.

Fortunately, by God's blessing, everyone in the Mo family died suddenly one month ago. After the accident in the Mo family, he rushed to the Mocheng house immediately, not wanting to be preempted by others.

"Do not say?"

Jing Shisan snorted coldly, and said solemnly: "There is nothing in Canglan Continent that I can't get in Canye Pavilion!"

"Canye Pavilion!" Fang Yin exclaimed, and suddenly broke out in cold sweat, tremblingly said: "You are from Canye Pavilion!"

Remnant Night Pavilion is the notorious killer intelligence organization in the Canglan Continent. When this organization first appeared 1000 years ago, people still dismissed it.

It's ridiculous to think that a monk who pursues longevity and ascension will work for an organization like a ignorant mortal. However, in just a thousand years, the Remnant Night Pavilion has spread all over the mainland, and it is pervasive.

The killers under his banner are even more brutal. Unlike other monks who kill people and seize treasures, they frequently destroy their families and cities, and the people of Canglan Continent are panicked for a while.

The four major sects also thought about uniting the entire continent's major and minor sect families to eradicate Remnant Ye Pavilion in one fell swoop.

However, no one knows where it is located, and even those killers who have been making trouble all the year round, no one knows what they look like.

Fang Yin's face was like gold paper, he pointed at Mo You and tremblingly said: "Your Mo family actually colluded with Canye Pavilion!"

Speaking of this, he showed a dazed expression, "No wonder, a small Mo family can cultivate a Nascent Soul cultivator, so it is the support of Canye Pavilion."

(End of this chapter)

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