Том 1 Глава 1795

"This is a deposit. As for the other half, I will pay you again when someone is caught."

Scar's guard has left, but the voice is still floating.

The monk opened the bag and took a look, and suddenly a touch of ecstasy appeared in his eyes.

He carefully put the bag into the storage ring, and then said to the scar guard: "My lord, please follow me."

As he said, the monk rushed to the east of Potian City with the scarred guard and others.

Qingfengju, a name that sounds very elegant, but in fact, although Qingfengju in Potian City is not a shabby, it has nothing to do with elegance.

Those who live here are some unsatisfactory monks who live in Potian City, and some small traders also live here for a long time.

Qingfengju is located in the east of Potiancheng, where Qian Wan's brother was killed by Wanyan Xiarong.

After parting with Zhang Yifeng, he did not leave Potian City at the instructions of Zhang Yifeng, but returned to the residence of Qingfengju.

Said it was a residence, but it was actually just a room. There were only a handful of furnishings in the room. Except for an old table with a non-character spiritual position, there was only one bed that could only sleep one person.

The bed is very dusty, and it can be seen that Qian Wan has not rested on this bed for a long time.

On the contrary, the table with the spiritual seat was cleaned up very clean. It looked spotless and Qian Wan was holding the spiritual seat in his arms, with unforgettable hatred in his eyes.

"Brother, if you are alive in the sky, bless that adult, be able to kill Wan Xiarong and avenge you!"

He knew nothing about Zhang Yifeng, only that Zhang Yifeng and Wanyan Xiarong had an antagonism. He didn't know whether Zhang Yifeng could fight Wanyan Xiarong, so he could only pray for Zhang Yifeng silently in this way.

While praying for blessings, his heart is also fully prepared, if Yifeng fails and is killed by Wanyan Xiarong, he must flee here and find other ways to avenge his brother.

Just then, the door of the house was pushed open, and an old figure walked in.

The old figure was an old man with gray hair. Looking at Qian Wan who was standing at the table in a daze, an anxious color appeared in his cloudy eyes.

He looked at Qian Wan anxiously and said, "Old Qian, go quickly. There are many people outside looking for you. If you don't leave, I'm afraid it will be too late."

Qian Wan came back to his senses and looked at the old man in front of him with a look of doubt in his eyes.

He knew this old man, and it was the old man Zheng who set up the stall with him.

Old man Zheng is a ninth-level monk in the Yuanhua period. Because of his limited aptitude, he can't even reach the Yuanying period in this life.

With all his thoughts in vain, Old Man Zheng no longer demanded cultivation, but spent the whole day in the market. After a long time, almost everyone who did business and set up a stall in the market knew him.

The old man Zheng is very kind, and his popularity is very good.

At this time, Qian Wan's face changed when he heard Old Man Zheng's words. He looked at Old Man Zheng with a puzzled look and asked: "Old Man Zheng, what's wrong, you just said that many people are looking for me, who is looking for me?"

The old man Zheng took a deep breath and said: "They are from the Pingluo Hou Mansion. Now they have rushed over here under the leadership of Jin Dabiao. They are here to arrest you."

Ping Chao Hou Mansion?

Qian Wan's face changed wildly. He naturally knew why the people from the Pingluohou Mansion were looking for him, but what he didn't expect was that they would come so quickly.

He knew Jin Dabiao, he was a very wicked villain, and he would do it almost as long as he could benefit himself, whether it was right or wrong.

In Chengdongfang City, Jin Dabiao and Zheng old man formed a sharp contrast, Jin Dabiao was so bad.

Qian Wan's face turned ugly. Jin Dabiao knew his residence. If he brought people from the Pingluo Hou Mansion, he could easily be found.

escape!

Almost in an instant, Qian Wan made a decision in his heart.

Wan Yan Xiarong must have known what happened last night, so he sent someone to arrest him. If he is arrested, he doesn't need to think about what the outcome will be waiting for him.

Thinking of this, Qian Wan took a deep breath, looked at Old Man Zheng, and said: "Old Man Zheng, today's grace is unforgettable, take care!"

After speaking, Qian Wan opened the window and jumped out.

Seeing Qian Wan left, Old Man Zheng also left quickly.

boom!

Not long after the old man Zheng left, the door of Qian Wan's house suddenly broke, and several figures walked in.

It was Jin Dabiao who walked in the forefront.

"Господи, здесь обычно живет Цянь Ван". Джин Дасиао сказал охраннику Шрама.

После разговора он повернулся и заглянул в комнату, но его лицо вдруг стало уродливым, и в комнате никого не было!

Увидев, что в комнате никого нет, лицо испугавшись охранника остыл.

"Вы шутите над нами?" Охранник Скарабея спросил Цзинь Дасиао с плохим взглядом.

Глядя на холод в глазах охранника Шрама, холодный пот побежал по лбу Цзинь Дачиао.

Он сказал охраннику Шрама с тревожным взглядом: "Господин мой, в этом нет абсолютно ничего плохого. Я ясно видел его вернуться ".

После разговора Цзинь Дасиао оглянулся, его глаза загорелись, когда он увидел открытое окно.

"Господи, окно открыто, Цянь Ван, должно быть, сбежал из окна." Цзинь Dabiao сказал с волнением.

Охранник шрама взглянул к окну, глаза внезапно конденсировались.

"Погоня!"

После того, как шрам охранник закончил говорить, он выпрыгнул из окна первым, а остальная часть толпы последовали позади.

В малонаселенном переулке на востоке города Цянь Ван задыхался, его лицо было уродливым.

Он хотел сбежать от городских ворот на востоке города только сейчас, но когда он бросился мимо, он был в ужасе, чтобы найти, что городские ворота уже опечатаны.

Кроме того, у городских ворот находится его портрет.

В критической ситуации ему пришлось уйти, и, сбежав в эту пустынную полосу, он осмелился остановиться и взять передышку.

"Черт, как они узнали, что человек прошлой ночью был я?"

"Может быть, старый bustard Xianglou в тот день?"

Цянь Ван имел различные возможности в своем уме, но он знал, что независимо от того, как другая сторона знала его личность, самое главное сейчас было жить.

В этот момент выражение Цянь Ван внезапно изменилось, потому что он услышал слабый звук шагов.

"побег!"

Фигура Цянь Ван резко ускорилась и бросилась к входу в переулок.

Бум!

Однако, когда он побежал к входу в переулок, кулак вдруг ударил его, взрывая его.

Цянь Ван вырвало глоток крови в воздухе, и его лицо мгновенно побледнело.

Упав на землю, его вырвало еще один глоток крови, но он не хотел вытирать кровь из угла рта, вместо этого он посмотрел на вход в переулок.

Там, крепкий фигура стояла, держа меч.