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

Chapter 188 The Truth (Part [-])
There was a hint of thought in Chen Xiu's eyes.

He got on the horse lightly, slightly raised the rein in his hand, and raised the long whip.

The red horse let out a low growl, raised its hooves, and splashed a burst of dust and flying stones.

"Bo Yan, you should be responsible for disaster relief and peace of the people first. Chen Xiu, it seems that you have discovered something interesting." Xie An's eyes were somewhat profound.

While he was whistling lightly, the white jade belt with chi pattern flickered with an arc.

When the wind blows and the sand blows, a pure white Chilong rises up from the sky.

Poor Lane.

Located in the outskirts of Kuaiji County, the eaves are a bit low, making it quite crowded and humid.

Scattered beggars walk here with crutches, and some girls wearing grass badges walk through the sewage, their eyes are a bit numb.

Suddenly there was a heavy sound of horseshoes coming from far and near.

The tall and majestic figure stepped straight into the alley, his breath was as thick as a mountain, almost depressing.

"I don't know if Mr. Chen Xiu is here, what is your order?"

Mo Huisheng walked through the sea of ​​people in a little panic, with a look of panic on his face.

Now, the news has spread among the six counties in the south of the Yangtze River.

Only then did he truly realize how vicious and decisive this Mr. Chen is! !
There are four supernatural power realm warriors in the huge ancient sword gate!
In half a day, the family was ransacked and wiped out for "unnecessary" crimes, and the entire family was punished!
The cruelty of the means and the madness of the killing intent are almost appalling.

"This morning, around Mo Yin's time. Where did Zheng Feng go?" Chen Xiu's words were rather cold, with an inexplicable solemnity.

"According to Mr. Chen's instructions, when the old man came back from the pier yesterday, he deliberately searched for information. So far, there is no information about Uncle Zheng Feng."

Mo Huisheng swallowed his saliva, and there was a bit of panic on his old face.

Chen Xiu narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice, "Are you sure?"

"It's absolutely true. Uncle Zheng, Zheng Feng, who doesn't know, who doesn't know in the huge Kuaiji County? It's true that no one has noticed that he has been here." Mo Huisheng's voice trembled a little.

"Perhaps, he did come here. It's just that he didn't come in."

There was the sound of dragon chant in the sky, and Xie An's figure jumped down lightly.

The dazed dragon shadow turned into a cluster of white light, and then turned into the white jade belt with Chi pattern again.

"The reason why this is a poor alley is that when the Nanchen royal family was still in power in the past, there were many pavilions, towers, pavilions, and temples here." Xie An said slowly: "During the war, the fire burned the sky, and the temples also followed. desolate and ruined."

"Over time, this place became deserted and became a place where beggars and refugees lived together. As more and more people gathered, it became the current poor alley."

Xie An's eyes flashed with a bit of brilliance: "There are many corpses and blood stains in those temples, and the yin is very strong. Between the wind and the rain, I am afraid that weeds have already grown. I am afraid that it is already like a forest. It's like Luo ghost domain, no one dares to enter."

Mo Huisheng was slightly taken aback: "Those gloomy places are actually temples from the past?"

His eyes were full of disbelief.

That place where the sun is not seen, and there is a place like crying ghosts at night, is it actually a temple from the previous dynasty?
"Look? Ordinary people hardly know about this matter. Just investigate and see if there are traces of footsteps at the intersection of ancient temples in this big poor alley."

As Xie An spoke, he showed an inexplicable smug smile, as if he was showing off.

"Okay, the old man will send the Beggar Clan disciples there." Mo Huisheng said hastily.

Even he sensed something unusual.

"Why did you follow me here?" Chen Xiu said quietly, his eyes were calm.

Xie An smiled lightly, and said with great interest: "The situation in the south of the Yangtze River lies in Nether! The meaning of Nether is actually the Zheng family. Anyway, I'm out of luck. I hope you can break the situation!"

"You trust me so much?" Chen Xiu laughed strangely, with a bit of playfulness in his words.

"I believe in my judgment! Remember what we said in Qinghefang?" Xie An's eyes were a little more profound: "You are one of the few people who are not from Jiangnan Mansion, and you know the real secret of the black mist here. people!"

As he spoke, he slowly raised his head, and there was a shout in the distance.

There seemed to be a double image in his eyes: "I found it!"

Among the gloomy ancient trees, there is a collapsed temple.

It's quite remote, almost completely hidden under the fallen willow tree, if you don't look for it deliberately, it's even hard to detect with the naked eye.

Among the slightly moist soil, there are quite clear footprints and mottled bright red.

"Bloodstains." Xie An murmured slightly, with a hint of thought in his eyes.

hehehe-

Chen Xiu sneered twice, walked straight into the depths, and said slowly: "I think, I should know everything."

The old wooden door is quite dilapidated, but it blocks everything perfectly.

"boom!"

Xie An's five fingers were like knives, and he slashed down in the air.

A wave of air rolled out, and the wooden door exploded!
The strong smell of blood rushed to the face, like falling into a sea of ​​blood! !

"Here, what's going on?"

Xie An frowned slightly, even though he stepped into the darkness, the night pearl in his hand shone brightly.

Everything in the darkness is completely clear.

Although Chen Xiu thought he had killed countless people, his expression was a little ugly at the moment.

"This, this, what is this?" Mo Huisheng, who followed, looked at this scene, his face turned slightly pale in an instant, and he was so frightened that he slumped on the ground, stuttering a bit.

Between the lonely corners, there are extremely neatly arranged heads piled up like a mountain! !
"Here are the disciples of the beggar gang who disappeared recently, as well as the poor in the city!"

Chen Xiu said slowly: "Let me tell you another very interesting thing. Before the eruption of the dark mist, people disappeared. Ten years to now, nothing has changed."

what?
Whether it was Mo Huisheng or Xie An, their expressions suddenly changed at this moment.

Before Xie An's eyes, there seemed to be the county annals from last night:
"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."

He suddenly looked back and stared at Chen Xiu: "How do you know? What else do you know?"

"Does the truth of the Nether Black Mist count?"

Chen Xiu grinned.

the truth?

Xie An took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Chen, please speak up!"

"Who is the beneficiary of the Netherworld Black Mist? Isn't that obvious?" Chen Xiu said with a half-smile.

Zheng family!

Xie An's eyes were fixed, and there was a bit of coldness in his words: "But now, the black fog engulfs the town, and only they can get rid of that thing."

Chen Xiu shook his hand lightly, and said flatly, "I need your help, Mr. Xie An."

There was a bit of brilliance in his eyes: "I hope Xie's family can help me to raise my identity! I will deal with this black fog that is all over the sky!"

　Sorry for the late home and late update

　　
　
(End of this chapter)