"Sir, Uncle Master, my disciple is wronged. This matter has nothing to do with my disciple, absolutely nothing to do with me..."

A howl like a pig slaughtering sounded, and Li Dongrong trembled all over his body and kowtowed to Zhang Zhongyi. Although he was over 60 years old, he was a cultivator of the eighth level of internal strength. Therefore, although he kowtowed like pounding rice at this moment, there was no danger of falling apart.

Zhang Zhongyi frowned and said, "Shut up."

As if it was cut by a sharp blade, the noise from Li Dongrong's mouth disappeared immediately, leaving only his heavy breathing sounds, and the sounds of his kowtowing and kneeling for the clan's demands for the disciples and relatives behind him.

Those who can come here to see off with Li Dongrong are naturally impossible to be servants, but people who can get a table in this area.

Jin Zhanzhan shook his head slightly and said, "Brother He, I'll let you laugh at it."

He Yiming's eyes turned on Li Dongrong's face. At this time, his face was already sweating and his eyes were filled with horror. Obviously, he knew very well that if Zhang Zhongyi and Jin Zhan really suspected him, then there was no need for them to take action. As long as a few of these acquired elite disciples from the Lingxiao Palace came out, it would be enough to kill him.

Moreover, there are hundreds of elite disciples here. If you really start fighting, you will be sure that no one of them will escape.

He sighed softly, and He Yiming said, "Brother Jin, I think this matter is strange and should have nothing to do with him."

The Jin Zhan said without hesitation: "Of course it has nothing to do with him."

He Yiming was slightly stunned and looked at him in surprise. He didn't expect that he was much more certain than himself.

"Senior Brother Zhang, I just saw it. It should be the assassin of the Huangquan Sect." Jin Zhan Zhan said in a deep voice.

A hint of anger flashed across Zhang Zhongyi's face. He snorted coldly and said, "It's Huangquan Sect again, why are they dead?"

He Yiming discovered it keenly. When he mentioned Huangquan Gate, although he had anger in his eyes, there was a trace of helplessness that could not be concealed.

In the middle of the backyard, the thick smoke was still floating. I don’t know what the thick smoke was made of, but it was fixed in the center of the carriage, without any sign of dissipation.

He Yiming frowned slightly, he stretched out a hand and gently tapped it. A faint wind flew out of his hand. This wind was like a magnetic pole, constantly attracting more synonymous forces to gather here.

In just a moment, a strong wind blew towards the strange yellow mist according to He Yiming's wishes.

Soon, the fog was blown high by the wind and became higher and higher, and finally was blown away by the natural wind in the sky, completely disappearing without a trace.

When I saw this scene like a magical transformation, let alone Li Dongrong and others, even the acquired practitioners in the Lingxiao Palace were shocked and worshipped.

Jin Zhan suddenly sighed and said, "Brother He, it's a pity that your understanding and mastery of the power of wind has reached this level."

He Yiming shook his head slightly, and he naturally understood what the other party meant.

I believe that the Jin Battle has also seen that he does not intend to use one of the three powers to stand for the tripod.

Zhang Zhongwei waved his sleeves and said, "Li Dongrong, this matter has nothing to do with you. Please arrange someone to deal with the aftermath."

The despair on Li Dongrong's face suddenly disappeared, and his body, which had almost collapsed just now, jumped up as if it was full of strength again.

"Uncle Master, wise, please sit down with me. I will send someone to deal with it now."

Since this happened today, of course I can't get on the road.

Returning to the hall of the mansion, He Yiming and the other two sat down separately. Although Li Dongrong was not taken seriously by them, he was a landlord after all. Even if it was a job of serving tea and water, someone would have to do it.

However, there are probably very few people who let Li Dongrong, the head of the family, take action by himself.

"Brother Jin, do you think that assassin is from Huangquan Sect?" He Yiming asked straight to the point.

"Yes, this person's actions, dress, and martial arts characteristics are undoubtedly from the Huangquan Sect." Jin Zhan said calmly: "This person came to target Jin, but asked Brother He to suffer on his behalf."

He Yiming shook his head, but his eyes were full of doubts. With the status of the Battle of Jin in the Lingxiao Palace and the status of the Lingxiao Palace in the entire Dashen, there are people who dare to assassinate it. This Huangquan Gate must be extraordinary.

Zhang Zhongwei pondered for a moment and said, "Brother He, it would be fine if the assassination of Huangquan Sect this time was not defeated. Anyway, Junior Brother Jin is ranked first in the Huangquan list for a day or two, but no one can get this reward. But this assassination was seen through by you, so I am afraid that they will take their anger on others. If this causes you trouble, we will be dissatisfied."

He Yiming smiled proudly and said, "Brother Zhang is worried too much, a little younger generation, if you want to come and die, then come."

His words were full of strong confidence. Although the man in black just now had unique features in hiding and assassination skills, He Yiming not only had a clever and intelligent mind, but also had an elusive Bailingba lurking in the dark, so how could he be easily assassinated?

Zhang Zhongyi frowned slightly and said, "Brother He, be careful in everything."

He Yiming nodded, expressed his understanding, and then asked: "Brother Zhang, where does this Huangquan Sect come from and what is the Huangquan List."

Regardless of whether He Yiming puts it in his heart or not, it is always not a bad thing to know more about it.

Zhang Zhongqiu frowned and said, "The origin of Huangquan Sect is mysterious. It has been nearly a thousand years since the rise of Dashen. All the members of the people are famous killers of Dashen. It is said that half of the top ten killers in Dashen are from Huangquan Sect. As for the Huangquan List, it is a reward list. The more bounties the people who are ranked ahead, the more they can pay, and assassins in the world can accept tasks above the reward list. However, those who can be on the list are not ordinary people."

He Yiming nodded and thought to himself that this was natural. If he was an ordinary person, he would probably not be qualified to be on the list.

Zhang Zhongwei sighed and continued, "Junior Brother Jin has challenged the world for decades, and has met countless masters from various sects. When the martial arts advances, he has also formed countless enemies. They want to take revenge on Junior Brother Jin, so they have to spend money to offer rewards. As a result, the bounties are accumulated more and more. More than ten years ago, they were already the number one on the Huangquan List. In the past ten years, countless life-and-death assassins have come to assassins, but they all come and go. No one dared to take action again in recent years, but they didn't expect that this time, the assassin appeared again, and he happened to be met by Brother He. It's really..."

He shook his head, his words filled with helplessness.

He Yiming laughed loudly and said, "Brother Zhang, is it just a sect that trains assassins? It's not that big..." His voice suddenly stopped, and his face changed slightly.

At this moment, He Yiming finally remembered.

When he saw the assassin's body, he always felt familiar. He couldn't think of the reason at first, but after hearing the origin of the Huangquan Gate, a figure flashed through his mind.

Sima Yin, the mysterious assassin who once assassinated him in the mountains but eventually died at his hands, was somewhat similar to him.

This does not mean that the two have similar appearances, but that temperament and feeling.

When he remembered these two different people, He Yiming actually felt like he was facing one person.

He was almost immediately sure that Sima Yin came from Huangquan Gate.

"Brother He, what's wrong with you?" Jin Zhan Zhan asked in a deep voice.

He Yiming smiled awkwardly and said, "It's nothing, Brother Jin, since Huangquan Sect has such power, why is it unknown in the northwest?"

Although he knew that He Yiming must have something to hide, the two of them did not pursue the matter in the Battle of Jin. He just shook his head and said, "Brother He, we are not very clear about this, but for more than a thousand years, the sphere of influence of the Huangquan Gate has never left the East. Whether it is the north and south territory, the deep mountains in the northwest, or the temples of the Western Kingdoms, they have never been involved in it. Therefore, it is very normal to be unknown in the northwest."

A trace of doubt flashed in He Yiming's eyes and said, "They have never left Dashen?"

"That's natural." Zhang Zhongwei took over the words and said, "In this small town, it is the limit of Huangquan Gate's activity range. If he truly enters the northwest area, even if he succeeds in assassination, he will not receive any reward, but will be cleansed."

"Purge?" He Yiming raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "Brother Zhang, if someone from Huangquan Sect takes on private work, can he come to the northwest privately?"

"It's impossible." Zhang Zhongwei vetoed it and said, "The rules left by Huangquan Gate for more than a thousand years are not a decoration. Unless someone violates the industry rules they set and the Huangquan Gate personally sends someone to chase and kill them, this will never happen."

Speaking of this, Zhang Zhongwei seemed to remember something and smiled: "In these more than a hundred years, almost every few years, someone will try every means to escape from Dashen because he is on the Huangquan List, and go to the north and south territory, the northwest mountains, and even the extreme east sea and the western countries. As long as they can safely walk out of the Dashen Kingdom, their lives will be preserved, and there will be no need to worry about the killer of the Huangquan Gate anymore."

He Yiming thought for a long time, and he asked in a deep voice: "Is there no exception?"

"No..." Zhang Zhongyi hesitated for a moment and added: "At least as far as I know, there should be no."

He Yiming nodded silently, but his heart became increasingly suspicious. Since the killer of the Huangquan Sect would not leave Dashen, where did Sima Yin come from?

He firmly believed in his feelings. Sima Yin was definitely from the Huangquan Sect, and there was no doubt about this.

A moment later, someone came up to report today's losses, but surprisingly, there was no toxicity in the yellow smoke, but it just played a role in covering the eyes.

Zhang Zhongwei and others were naturally overjoyed. They sorted out and everyone started to set off again after two hours.
Chapter completed!