In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

Chapter 187: The Ghostly Wind Rises! (two more)
"What a 'unnecessary', what a Chen Xiu!!"

Zheng Tianyuan sneered and said, his old and freckled face had a bit of coldness: "Send more than [-] people in! It's time for this quiet Jiangnan mansion to see blood!!"

"Teacher, why are you here?" Du Haiming had doubts on his face.

Zheng Tianyuan laughed twice, his turbid old eyes had a bit of ruthlessness: "Let me ask you, who is the leader among the many aristocratic families and sects in Jiangnan Mansion today?"

"That must be the teacher."

There is a bit of pride in Du Haiming's eyes: "Although Wang Xie Qingfeng has been passed down through the ages, it is in a corner; the Chen family is the former royal family, feared by His Majesty, and it is difficult to cause trouble; It's not secular; the Dajiang League is called the Zongmen, and it's really a business gang for water transportation, so it's hard to be a dignified hall!"

"Teacher is the only one in Jiangnan Mansion who can take out the eight treasures! It is also the only one who can restrain that thing."

There was a piercing chill in Zheng Tianyuan's words, every word and every word seemed to fall like ice shards: "As long as I live for a day, the people in Jiangnan Mansion must obey my orders! Otherwise, they don't want to If you want to get nourishment from Bazhen, don't expect anyone to be able to subdue that thing!"

His old face like dead tree bark was distorted instantly: "But now, Chen Xiu wants to use Xuan Jing to dominate the order of the Jiangnan mansion! This is smashing my bowl! Today's wielding the ancient sword gate is aimed at the old man!! "

"I'd like to see if you, Chen Xiu, are the best, or if the situation in the majestic Jiangnan is more terrifying!!"

night time.

In Xuanjing's room, Chen Xiu sat alone, tapping on the desk, with a playful look in his eyes.

He said slowly: "You two young masters, I don't know what to do if you come to visit at this time?"

Wang Boyan cupped his hands slightly, and said solemnly: "Brother Chen, what you did today is a bit too much."

"Hmph! Did I go too far?"

Chen Xiu sneered, and said coldly: "This is what he asked for by Gu Jianmen!!"

Wang Boyan's eyes moved slightly, and he said softly, "Brother Chen, stop. If you don't stop and really angered the Zheng family, then what you need to face is the huge six counties in the south of the Yangtze River! Tens of millions of people, and hundreds of thousands of people. Zongmen family."

His words were full of warnings: "Even the accountability of the Marquis of Ping'an. My uncle remembered the kindness of King Zhennan in the past, so he specially sent the two of us here."

Even Chen Xiu was frowning slightly at this moment.

With endless puzzlement in his heart, he said in a deep voice: "The Zheng family is just a wealthy clan, and Zheng Tianyuan is only a top-ranked fourth-rank scholar. Even though he has the so-called 'Eight Treasures' in his hands!"

Xie An quietly said: "Brother Chen, this is about to mention the secrets of the Jiangnan mansion."

He raised his head slowly, and his crystal eyes were rarely more serious: "You should remember? I mentioned to you before, this dark mist in the Jiangnan Mansion! Anyone who enters this room will be like falling into the Hell of Hell!"

Wang Boyan sighed, and said helplessly, "This is the second reason."

Xie An shook his head, and said slowly: "The black mist has endless yin and cold poison. When covering the earth, there are ghosts incarnate in the black mist. You can't see your fingers. Countless people died tragically, and livestock died violently. Fertile soil turned into Senluo ice land."

"Even our elders can kill demons and demons, but they can't dispel this endless black mist. In the vast Jiangnan mansion, only Zheng Tianyuan can dispel this endless black mist and restore peace to the earth."

In the words, a deep meaning appeared on his handsome face: "This is the confidence of the Zheng family!"

At this time, there was a howling gust of wind.

Chen Xiu raised his head slightly, and saw the ancient trees shaking in the courtyard.

In the distant sky, there are endless dark clouds slowly approaching, as if they can swallow everything.

"How is it possible? At this time, there will be a ghostly black mist!!"

Between Xie An's eyes, there was a bit of coldness: "So violent, so sudden! The people in the city are probably completely unprepared!"

In the Jiangnan mansion, the weather is as cold as cloudy at the moment, and the wind is blowing everywhere!

Desolate cries, wailing, and screams echoed in the sky.Endless and gloomy black air washed out from the banks of the river, like a rolling tide, surging endlessly.

A moment ago, several counties and counties were enveloped.

The evil spirit soars to the sky, and the darkness condenses into ice!
The black tide passed by overnight, and the pitch-black frost condensed on the earth.All kinds of strange human and animal corpses made people's scalp numb, and their stomachs burst like drums, and rancid and dirty blood flowed all over the ground.

But the endless darkness still hovers in the sky.

It seems that the next moment, like that torrential rain, it will sweep again! !
The magistrate of Kuaiji County stared at the almost hell-like scene of Senluo, staggered and sat on the ground: "Quick, hurry up and invite Mr. Tianyuan!!!"

bang bang bang-

The door of the Zheng family was blasted open.

At this moment, Elder Wu of the Huayue Sword Sect, elders of the Xie family and Wang family, prefects of the six counties in the south of the Yangtze River, and even elders of the Chen family all gathered in front of the Zheng family's gate.

"Squeak-"

The door of the Zheng family was slowly opened, and Du Haiming cupped his hands unhurriedly, and said slowly, "My lords, what can I do?"

"Hmph, are you blind? This black mist all over the sky is going to eat people! Where is Zheng Tianyuan?"

A rather icy voice sounded, and the brocade-robed youth with a somewhat luxurious air scolded coldly.

"Yo, so it's the third young master of the Chen family."

Du Haiming pretended to be helpless and sighed: "However, according to my teacher, I had a heart attack in the middle of the night last night. At this moment, I am lying unconscious on the bed, seeing that it is at stake. The doctor has said that this is a disease caused by worry. , is in pain and needs to rest well.”

Young Master Chen San grabbed Du Haiming's throat fiercely, and said coldly: "What are you pretending to do with me? It was fine yesterday, but today I can't walk anymore? How about when we are three-year-olds?"

"Third young master, even if you beat me to death now, the teacher won't be able to get up from the bed."

Du Haiming spoke lightly, looking extremely calm.

"you--"

Young Master Chen San clenched his teeth, his fists hanging in the air.

"Don't blame me for talking too much. The only son of the Zheng family was beaten to death on the street. That is the only blood of the Zheng family. My teacher is eighty-eight years old this year, but the only grandson is gone. !"

He is just a prefect of a county, but at the moment he is yelling at the young master of the Chen family: "You said, it doesn't make sense to kill your grandson, and you still have to work for you? The murderer is still wandering outside. How could my teacher swallow it?" Take this breath?"

Xuanjing Division, in the study.

Chen Xiu looked through the old files quite seriously, his eyes narrowed suddenly, and he showed a clear smile: "I found it."

"What did you find?"

Xie An tilted his head, his long hair fell down, and he read the words in the book clearly:

"On July [-], more than a hundred people disappeared in Kuaiji County!"

"On July [-]th, the black mist rose, and more than [-] people died!"

"On July [-], count the losses and total the losses."

There was a bit of confusion in Xie An's eyes.

Isn't this the simplest prefectural record?
"When the black mist is about to rise, people disappeared the day before yesterday."

Chen Xiu's voice was so weak that only he could hear it.

"Slum Alley, I need to take a trip."

(End of this chapter)