Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

When Wu Fan was flying in the air, he had already checked the storage bag of the man in black. There were thousands of spirit stones, three high-level magic weapons, a few bottles of elixirs and some sundries in it. There was not much left. , and there was no evidence of the man’s identity.

It was already midnight when Wu Fan returned to the City Lord's Mansion. He stood in front of the previous attic and looked around. He found that the old man was sitting in the hall at this time, as if he had something on his mind. Wu Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, Then he saw that his face began to distort, and his height and weight also changed. In a moment, Wu Fan transformed into the man in black. Then he took out the man in black's storage bag, and then took out a set of He was dressed in black and took out a bamboo hat. After he was fully dressed, he lifted his legs and walked into the house.

Wu Fan had no choice, so he did it in vain. This old man was just a mortal. If Wu Fan used the soul-searching technique on him, the old man would die violently in an instant with his mortal body. And the man just now would He also cannot search for the soul of the man in black. Wu Fan has learned the soul-searching technique, but this secret technique has restrictions. Only high-level monks can use the soul-searching technique on low-level monks. If Wu Fan now As a monk in the foundation building stage, he doesn't have to go to such trouble. However, the soul of the man in black was restrained. Even if Wu Fan was a monk in the foundation-building stage, there was nothing he could do to the man in black. If he used the soul-searching technique on him, it would only speed up his death.

When Wu Fan came to the door, he was not polite and pushed the door directly in. When the old man saw someone pushing the door, he was suddenly startled. The first thing he thought in his mind was that this person must be an immortal cultivator. Otherwise, with the people in his house, It was heavily guarded, and ordinary people would not be able to get in. When the man who pushed the door came in, the old man was stunned. The envoy just left, why did he come back? Not daring to be negligent, the old man hurried over to greet you, bowed and said, "Is there anything else that you have forgotten to explain, sir?"

Wu Fan pretended to be the man in black and said, "I came back to make sure there were no mistakes in what you did, right? How did I find out that someone had spread the news?"

"This, this... is impossible. The people I asked to handle the matter are all my confidants, little old man. They can't possibly leak the news. Sir, what should I do?" As soon as he heard what the envoy said, he was so frightened that his face instantly turned pale. If this matter was really leaked, not to mention that Your Majesty would not let him go, even the imperial court would implicate his nine clans.

Wu Fan rolled his eyes and then said: "Huh, you should also know the seriousness of the matter. I won't go into details. If it is true that you are not doing things well, just wait for your Majesty to get angry."

When the old man heard what the envoy said, he was so frightened that he almost sat on the ground. He tried hard to stabilize his body, and then asked in panic: "Sir, the envoy, what should I do, little old man? Please help me, the envoy." …”

"Hmph, what else can we do? Why don't you take me to your cronies to find out about this matter?" Wu Fan tossed his sleeves and said angrily.

"Yes, yes, little old man, I will take the envoy to find my cronies now." After saying this, the old man hurriedly walked out the door.

Wu Fan also followed closely behind, looking at the old man's back, the corners of his mouth slightly raised unconsciously. While walking, he observed the old man and found that he must be very frightened now. It could be seen from his walking that he almost fell down five times in less than a hundred feet.

This city lord's palace is very large, divided into an inner courtyard and an outer courtyard. After the two people walked out of the inner courtyard, even though it was already midnight, there were pairs of guards patrolling the outer courtyard with weapons. One of the pairs of guards was passing by. At that time, they happened to see Wu Fan and the others, and the group suddenly knelt down on one knee and shouted: "See you, Lord Magistrate."

"Get up." The old man said calmly.

When the group heard the old man's answer, they all stood up, and then a man who was obviously the leader stepped forward and said, "Master Magistrate, is there anything I need my subordinates to do?"

"Take me to the Fifth Army Camp." The old man said casually.

"Yes, my subordinates take orders." After saying that, the leader turned around and ordered to his subordinates: "Let's go to the Fifth Army Camp. Chen Gang, go and prepare your horses and chariots."

"Yes!" One of the people in the team replied, then turned around and ran out.

Wu Fan followed the group of people toward the outside of the mansion. A quarter of an hour later, Wu Fan and the old man sat in the carriage and walked toward the outside of the city.

After walking for half an hour, the old man gradually calmed down from the panic, and his eyes gradually became sharper. He rolled his eyes, and then asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, where did you know this? The news was leaked?"

"Hmph, you don't have to worry about it, I have my own way." Wu Fan snorted.

"Yes, yes, yes, the little old man is talking too much." The old man was startled, and then asked tentatively: "Sir, you know the location of the Fifth Army Camp, why do you want the little old man to accompany you? trip?"

When Wu Fan heard this, he was startled in his heart, but said calmly on the surface: "There is a reason for letting you go, don't talk nonsense."

After hearing Wu Fan's words, the old man's heart suddenly trembled, and then he calmly stopped talking.

Wu Fan glanced at the old man's expression, his eyes turned cold, and suddenly asked: "How did you find out?"

As soon as the old man heard Wu Fan's question, he suddenly collapsed in the car. He barely straightened up, cupped his fists and said tremblingly: "Immortal, please forgive me, immortal, please forgive me."

"I asked you how you discovered it?" Wu Fan's voice turned cold.

"The tone of the envoy and the immortal is a little different, and... and I was the one testing the immortal just now, the envoy has no idea where the Fifth Army Camp is." The old man saw that Wu Fan was angry, so he could only tell the truth.

"Humph, I didn't expect you to be so smart. Since you already know that I am a fake, then tell me everything you know, otherwise..." Wu Fan said in a serious tone.

The old man turned pale with fear, but he said, "My Immortal, I really can't tell you. My whole family is in the hands of the envoy. Even if you kill me, I can't tell you."

Wu Fan also knew that the old man was coerced, but he couldn't kill him. He was just a mortal and a victim. Wu Fan was not a demon, so he couldn't kill innocent people, but he couldn't search his soul. Thinking of this, Wu Fan said, "The envoy you mentioned was killed by me."

The old man was stunned after hearing this, and then his face changed drastically, and then he said in panic, "What? The envoy Dead? What should I do? My family of 26 people are in the hands of the envoy. "

After the old man finished speaking, he burst into tears. Wu Fan couldn't bear to see him like that. He sighed and said, "I will try to rescue your family. You just need to tell me the truth."

The old man was still crying. After a long time, he stopped crying. Then he gritted his teeth, his eyes showed determination, and he looked at Wu Fan and said, "I'll tell you everything. I just hope that the immortal can rescue my family."

Wu Fan smiled and nodded.