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Dong Youxin, who returned to his residence, felt extremely anxious when he thought of the white silver that kept flowing out of his pocket.
"I can't wait like this! I want to contact a few friends and go to the City Lord's Mansion together!"
More than half of the prosperity of Quyang City comes from merchants who sell silk. If there are enough people to exert pressure, the people of Six Doors may let go.
Thinking of this, Dong Youxin couldn't hold back anymore, and rushed to Xu Fuyuan's residence with four guards.
He and Xu Fuyuan called each other brothers, but in fact they were just wine and meat friends. The reason why he was the first to find him was because of the proximity.
Xu Fuyuan, who came out of the burrow, was packing his clothes when he heard the voice of the maid outside the door.
"Master Dong! Master Dong! My master is resting, I really can't let you in!"
"It's all burning, how can he sleep, don't worry, I will take care of it later."
Dong Youxin pushed away the maid who was blocking the way, and walked quickly to Xu Fuyuan's room.
Two guards who received the news hurried over, trying to stop Dong Youxin, but were stopped by the guards around Dong Youxin.
Seeing that the two sides were about to fight, Xu Fuyuan pushed the door and walked out.
"You guys go down!"
Xu Fuyuan waved his hand and told the maid and the guards to go down first.
"Brother Dong, what are you doing in such a hurry?" Xu Fuyuan said with a smile.
"Brother Xu, I think about it after I go back, I still can't wait like this! If it takes five or six days, our business will be completely ruined!" Dong Youxin patted the back of his hand and said with a bitter face .
"Of course I know this, but what can we do?"
"I'm going to contact a few more people, and then go to the City Lord's Mansion together! Even if we can't let go, we still need to know the exact time!"
Hearing Dong Youxin's words, Xu Fuyuan's heart couldn't help but move. When he came out just now, Song Zhian asked him to understand as much as possible the specific strength of the six gates, as well as the deployment of troops at each gate.
If you follow Dong Youxin, it might be a good opportunity to get information. Even if you can't get much information inside, it's better than wandering around outside.
"Okay, wait for me to change clothes, let's go together!"
"It's not drinking flower wine, but also changing clothes, let's go! Let's go!"
Dong Youxin couldn't help but walk out, pulling Xu Fuyuan, and several guards followed closely
Quyang City
City Lord's Mansion
In the office area temporarily opened by the six doors, a handsome man with a slender figure and a line of cinnabar between his brows is sitting on the big chair at the top, holding a high-quality silk cloth in his hand, gently wiping the long knife.
The name of the knife is Hanyue. It is three feet six inches long. It is made of meteorites that exude extreme cold. It was cast by skilled craftsmen in ten days and ten nights. The whole body is smooth and crystal clear. It is even more charming under the bright moon. .
Although this knife is not a magic weapon, it is the best among treasures, and it is also famous in the world.
To be able to hold this precious sword, its owner is naturally of extraordinary status.
The man is none other than the god-given arrester of the Six Doors, "Blizzard Knife" Wang Feng.
Not far from Wang Feng, there was another woman in her thirties with an ordinary appearance who carried three long swords on her back.
The woman is petite, but the three swords on her back are long and big. In order not to let the three swords touch the ground, instead of sitting on the chair, she sat on the back of the chair.
Click! Click!
The woman picked up the fruit that the servant had just brought in, rubbed it on her clothes, and ate it carelessly.
Although she has a small mouth, she eats very fast. The fruit that is enough for two or three ordinary strong men can be eaten up in an instant.
Holding the only grape left in her hand, the woman stretched it out to Wang Feng and said, "Do you want to try it?"
"Eat it yourself!"
Wang Feng didn't raise his head, but still concentrated on wiping his precious sword.
Facing Wang Feng, the catcher, can be so casual, the identity of the woman is naturally not simple.
She is also the god-given catcher of Six Doors, Jiang Menglan known as "Phantom Sword".
The two were the main force in arresting Song Zhian this time, and only Song Zhian's identity was worthy of both of them taking action at the same time.
Jiang Menglan threw the last grape into her mouth, neither spitting out the skin nor the seeds, she just chewed it twice before swallowing it.
"These people from the Demon Sect alsoI can hide! Just like a mouse, I haven't found any news after searching for a long time! If he runs away, the old man will be rambling again! "
With her hands resting on the back of her head, Jiang Menglan supported herself with the long sword behind her back and the back of the chair she was sitting on, and lay down in the air like that.
Wang Feng paused when he wiped his sword, and said firmly: "They were not only poisoned, but also seriously injured. It is absolutely impossible for them to run away!"
This opportunity is once in a lifetime, if he really let a few people escape, then he would be too ashamed.
"That's the protector of the Heavenly Demon Palace, Gu Canglan's apprentice! Maybe he has some trump card, even if he can't keep it, it seems reasonable!"
Jiang Menglan talked to herself, comforting herself.
"If he was in his heyday, you and I would be no match! But now that he is poisonous and has been invaded by my ice blade energy, it's not bad to be able to display his strength three times! Within ten moves, he can be killed!" Wang said. Feng said in a calm and confident tone.
"He is an important person in the Heavenly Demon Palace, and it is more useful to keep him alive."
Jiang Menglan raised her neck and said to Wang Feng.
"Of course I know about this kind of thing! It's just that at our level, we can't afford to worry about fighting. If we kill him by mistake, we can only blame him for being unlucky!"
Jiang Menglan rolled her eyes and didn't answer.
There was a brief silence in the room, and soon, a hurried footstep sounded outside the door.
Bang bang!
Hearing the knock on the door, Jiang Menglan exerted strength on her waist, sat up straight with her upper body and sat up again, and then said impatiently: "Knock what door, come in quickly."
A young policeman in brocade clothes pushed the door open, hurried a few steps, and knelt down on one knee in front of him.
"Two adults!"
"It's useless to talk about it, let's talk about it!" Jiang Menglan said, frowning.
Wang Feng stopped wiping the knife and looked at the young policeman who entered the door.
Being stared at by two congenital Dzogchen people at the same time, Shi Yuansheng, who only had a great inner strength, unconsciously tensed his muscles, and the sweat on his forehead became more severe.
"Just now a group of merchants came to the City Lord's Mansion to make trouble, and they were taken in by the City Lord Fang!"
"It's none of our business! Does that Fang dare to disobey our orders?! Hmph!" Jiang Menglan said proudly.
A little Quyang city lord, they don't pay attention to the six doors.
"This is not what I want to talk about!" Shi Yuansheng hurriedly explained.
"It's not about this, what are you talking to me about, are you looking for a fight?"
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"Don't interrupt, just listen to him!" Wang Feng said helplessly.
"My subordinate accidentally found three drops of blood on one of the merchants!"
"Bloodstains? What's the fuss about this, maybe it was splashed by a chicken!" Jiang Menglan said indifferently, clicking her lips.
"Can you stop interrupting me?!" Wang Feng couldn't help but feel angry.
"go on!"
"Although these merchants are not all rich, they have no worries about food and clothing, and there are very few chances of getting blood. Now is a special period, so the subordinates feel very suspicious!"
Hearing Shi Yuansheng's words, Wang Feng said without the slightest hesitation: "Catch him immediately and torture him!"