Fifty miles away from the capital, there are 30,000 camps of Cangwolf.

"Born to be overlord?"

In the dark secret room, a dark shadow was sitting on a large leather chair, and there was a faint smell of blood in the secret room.

The black shadow was obviously a little surprised when he heard these four words, "Zhao He, please describe the person's appearance."

"Yes! The man was wearing a gray-gold robe, very mysterious, wearing a horn mask, and was extremely powerful. My personal bodyguard Tong Yu went to assassinate him. He had obviously succeeded, but suddenly he seemed to have his soul taken away and his whole body was stabbed to death by a broken branch."

"It's the underworld..."

The black shadow quickly spit out three words and pounded his fingers back and forth on the table.

He was thinking about what the natural domineering body was?

There is no candlelight here, everything is hidden in the darkness, and time has lost its meaning.

After a while, the door opened and a black shadow walked in.

It was vaguely able to tell that this was a woman with a charming figure and a hat.

The black shadow sitting on the leather chair asked, "Around noon today, where is that Xia Ji?"

The woman responded in a cold voice: "I have been drinking and having fun on the Xiaoyao Painting Boat. Xue Qianrou has invited him a good singing and dancing troupe through the relationship between the courtesans before, so she sang and danced every day, and was very happy and carefree."

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

The black shadow fingers were pounding on the desktop.

It took him a long time to wave his hand, and Zhao He hurriedly lowered his head and retreated.

Only the black shadow and the enchanting woman were left in the house.

The black shadow then spoke: "Si Chen, don't you the people in Ghost Villa want to take revenge? I brought you here and helped you suppress your identities... How much of it is now? How much do you control the underground assassin world of the royal capital?"

"Twenty percent."

"After so long, only 20%?"

"The underground world of the royal capital is very strange. I suspect that the Red Mansion has become an empty shell... You know, there are three uncrowned kings in the deepest part of the underground world, the Emperor of Yama, the Dragon King of the East Sea, and the Ghost Manor.

The lower world has ghost villages and no celebrities.

There are five major assassin forces in the upper world.

Now, one of the Three Emperors has fallen, and one of the five major assassin forces has almost destroyed one. The balance of the assassin world has been broken and great turmoil is taking place.

So, I am not surprised that there is a problem with the Red Mansion.

What I was surprised about is... we looked at it for so long, but we couldn't find out anything at all. Any assassin who crossed the boundary would die, which made me understand a little."

"Oh? Which point?"

"Our opponent is an unknown person, and...Yan Luo is there too."

The two of them fell silent immediately.

"Is there a way?"

"No." The enchanting woman shook her head, "Yan Luo is here, it is already the limit for us to control 20%. Even our conversations now may be monitored."

"Don't worry, this is not the capital, but my Canglang Cavalry Camp... As long as I can draw out Yan Luo, I gather my military soul and attack with all my strength, he will definitely die."

"I don't know who Yan Luo is, how to induce him?"

"At least, he is standing behind the queen and siblings, that's enough, isn't it?"

"Xiangliu... Although our Ghost Village has joined the Holy Society, I would like to advise you that Yan Luo and Yin Si are not objects that can be underestimated."

Dada dada...

The sound of fingers hitting.

"What is the underworld? They should know that I am the object that cannot be underestimated."

An arrogant and complacent voice sounded in the secret room.

However, the black shadow was speaking arrogantly, and he looked calm and wrote a few lines of words on the paper, which was a table.

Ranking: Yama, cow head, horse face, demon monk, black rope Rakshasa, Meng Po, Xia Ji

Column: time, place, event

The piece of paper was casually taken out by the black shadow and fell into the hands of the enchanting woman.

The two looked at each other.

The female "ghost" named Si Chen understood what this person meant, and this matter could be investigated clearly for her.

Many times, people may lie, but the data will not be fake.

The black shadow pointed to the wall.

The enchanting woman understood that this was a kind of defense, which meant "there are ears in the partition walls."

Prevention may not be to know how to prevent it, but to not know whether you know or not, so also to prevent it.

...

Xia Ji sat in a small pavilion twenty miles away, drinking a pot of wine. At this time, he was wearing Yan Luo's mask.

Twenty miles are exactly the distance that he can bully people.

Unless the other party also has a strong man in mythology realm, then he can sense his existence.

Just perceive, and then neither of them can detect each other.

The range of divine consciousness is extraordinary, ten miles, and ten miles of legend, dozen miles of myth.

The conversation in the secret room had been locked up by him long ago.

The Canglang Cavalry Camp was the target of his focus on exploration.

"Xingliu? The snake's body is nine heads, and it eats countless people. Wherever it goes, it will be a country of marsh. Is this about Luo Guhan?

The so-called Zhulong, opening his eyes is for day and closing his eyes is for night, so... the identity of Tang Zhu is so strange and difficult to predict...

So, what does Xiangliu mean? Or is it just a simple nickname?"

Xia Ji didn't think too much. He first used his true energy to force out the smell of alcohol on his body.

Then the body flashed and quickly disappeared from the spot.

As soon as the night falls, he becomes a non-existent person.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

On the trail.

A charming ghost is rushing on the way.

As I entered the night, I walked with the sound of the wind and walked with the wind.

There is no sound when every step is taken, and every step is harmonious with the surrounding environment. Just like a chameleon, there will never be any incongruity with the surrounding background.

And if there is someone behind her, then because of the wind direction, she can instantly smell the breath.

After a while.

Xia Ji came behind the ghost, followed for a while, moved a ground eye that was originally inserted into the Tang Sect back here, and directly shot it on the ghost named "Si Chen".

Then, he left quietly again.

From beginning to end, the ghost had no feeling at all, and she had no idea that the king of the Assassin World had stopped briefly behind her.

Xia Ji had no feelings. To him, doing such a thing was like an adult bullying a child.

This is the complete class crushing of the Assassin world.

You can do your best, but you can't guard against me at all.

The first thing is done.

He started to do the second thing quickly.

That is to further confirm that Luo Guhan’s identity is Xiangliu.

It is very simple to confirm this point. Just go back and see if Luo Guhan is in the capital of the king.

According to Xia Ji's idea, he should be absent. If he is not there, it will basically prove it.

Since he had fought with Zhulong for a long time, he has paid some special attention to such people with the nickname of Ancestral Witch.

The capital was already banned at night, and the city gates were blocked. On the city wall, there were soldiers on duty every distance. The brazier shone warmly around the ground, like a red snake hovering in a square shape.

Ye Jin can stop the ghost, but cannot stop Xia Ji.

A moment later, Yan Luo appeared outside Luo Guhan's mansion.

After thinking about it, he did not enter directly.

The magic weapon is treacherous. Since Zhulong has blue eyes and is calling monster bells, then what is the Xiangliu?

As for the jade bone sand plate, he had already checked it. Luo Guhan did not lie to her. There are indeed seven-way chessboards in the world, which is a treasure for those who practice military skills.
To be continued...