Sang Haoran informed Wuji to come back, and not long after, Wuji hurried back.

"Let's go to the mountain village." Chu Yanqi said.

"Then won't be watching Song Donghai?" Wuji frowned and said, "What are you doing when you go to the mountain village? The mountains are very humid, and it's night again. There's nothing good to look at. If you want to go, why not go and see the scenery tomorrow?"

It is obvious that Wuji thought Chu Yanqi wanted to go to a mountain village to visit.

"The two mountain villages have been picked up, so I have to go over and take a look." Chu Yanqi said helplessly, "I feel that I am born to be hard-working."

"Shan Han was picked?" Wuji was obviously stunned for a moment, and then said, "The mountain village of Cangwu City?"

"It's not mine." Chu Yanqi couldn't laugh or cry. Is this obvious thing OK?

"Cangwu City is really a fame!" Wuji said with contempt.

"What did you say?" Sang Haoran and Sang Linhui suddenly stood up, and both walked to Wuji and said angrily, "You just said what you said again?"

"Am I wrong?" Wuji said angrily, "Your cottage was picked up by someone. What does it have to do with my master? Why do I ask my master to see it?"

Chu Yanqi wanted to say something, but still didn't say anything.

Wuji didn't care about the anger of Sang Haoran and others at all, and continued, "You exchanged the master with a pill. The only thing that imposed on the master is humiliation, no glory, and you didn't give the master anything. As a result, something happened to your family, but the master had to take responsibility."

"Wuji, stop talking..." Chu Yanqi sighed. This situation was not something Sang Haoran and others wanted to see, but he didn't know what trouble the Cangwu City caused. To be honest, he didn't want to care, but for his own safety, he still had to go and see it.

The invisible enemy is the most terrifying.

"The master's injury has not healed. As your outer sect, you should punish him directly, instead of letting him go." Wuji said with extreme dissatisfaction.

"It's all our fault?" Sang Linhui squinted his eyes and sneered. "If you are dissatisfied, can you leave?"

"I'm dissatisfied." Wuji sneered, "If I want to leave, I will naturally take my master away. Although I am incompetent, I think I can still ensure that my master has no worries about food and clothing, and will not be humiliated or despised."

"Enough!" Chu Yanqi shouted, "Wuji, stay here!"

"Yes, Master!" Wuji was angry when he saw Chu Yanqi, and hurriedly bowed, "Wuji made a mistake, please forgive me."

"I just go over tonight and know myself and my enemy. Even if I have something to do, I can be prepared early." Chu Yanqi said, "As for the murderer, I don't have that much ability to investigate, so there will naturally be people from Cangwu City to pursue it."

"This is natural." Sang Haoran said, "I have notified the nearby manager to come."

"Yeah!" Chu Yanqi nodded.

Everyone said that it was already dinner time. After a little supper, they took Sangji's eight-treasure glass boat and headed straight to the mountain village among the 100,000 mountains.

In the air, Chu Yanqi looked at it with great eyes and saw a large forest flashing through it, and the roar of the beast could be vaguely heard.

Half an hour later, the eight-treasure glass ship had already stopped in front of a mountain village. Hao Qiang lit a spiritual lamp and reached out to support Chu Yanqi.

The mountain wind blew, and Chu Yanqi smelled a strong smell of blood in his nose, and then he heard Xiao Douzi exclaim.

"What's wrong?" Sang Haoran asked hurriedly.

Chu Yanqi took the spiritual lamp from Hao Qiang and immediately looked up. A human head was left on the ground, with only half of his head left. The mountain road was steep, and Xiao Douzi was not careful and stepped on it. He almost slid to the hillside. There were dark black blood everywhere.

"Master, be careful." Hao Qiang held Chu Yanqi and whispered.

Although Wuji was very dissatisfied with Sang Haoran and others, he did not feel dirty at this time. He squatted on the ground, fiddled with the half head, looked at it and said, "This is a wound from the sword energy. It seems that the person's cultivation should be in the Great Perfection of the Yuanling Stage."

"Only a person with great perfection in the Yuanling Stage is not enough to destroy a real copycat." Sang Haoran shook his head, said as he raised his foot and walked forward.

At the entrance of the village, two headless corpses were hung on it. The gate seemed to be split by heavy weapons, and there were broken limbs and broken bones everywhere from the inside out. As a worshiper of several tomb robbers in his previous life, Chu Yanqi had seen the corpses, but he still felt very uncomfortable in the stomach. This was either revenge killing or robbery or a simple massacre. The entire village, whether it was a man, woman, old or young, or a cultivator or an ordinary person, was all massacred, and most of them were incomplete.

He has seen more than one child's body.

"Heavenly killed!" Chu Yanqi clenched his fists hard, his face pale. The nausea and discomfort just now had already replaced anger.

When he came, he was indeed like Wuji. He didn't want to chase Yao's murderer at all. He just wanted to see and understand the situation so as to prevent the future. Since these people had played Cangwu's village, they naturally had the possibility of assassinating him. Who made him nominally the young master of Cangwu?

However, at this time, Chu Yanqi changed his mind. He had never seen vendetta killing, but even those who did not let go of old people and children, can they still be considered human? If it is just a fight between immortal cultivators and murderers, there is nothing wrong with the murdered person.

Which immortal cultivator did not climb up along the corpses of others? But now, these people have massacred countless innocent people. These people are simply extremely vicious and completely unreasonable. If they are not eliminated, they will not calm the anger in his heart.

"Ade",...Afu..." Sangji suddenly hugged a corpse and cried bitterly.

Chu Yanqi walked over. The deceased was dressed obviously different from that of an ordinary person. He looked similar to Sangji's age. I guess he was Sangji's friend. "Fuqi",..." Xiao Douzi couldn't help crying.

Sang Haoran and Sang Linhu's faces were not good either. Although they endured it, it was obvious that they were not feeling well.

"Who is he?" Chu Yanqi asked.

"Uncle Fu and Uncle Ji are both old men who served by the master in the early years. Later, he asked to come to the counterfeit village to manage the business, and he was the chief manager of the two counterfeit villages here." Xiao Douzi touched tears before explaining.

"Second Young Master, go to the other side of the mountain village to see, there is a living place." Chu Yanqi said, "Uncle Ji, please beg for the change and be sure to deal with the aftermath."

Sang Ji also knew that this was not the time for grief. He stood up sadly and bowed to Chu Yanqi, but said nothing.

Wuji walked around the mountain village at a very fast speed. At this time, he had already rushed over, walked to Chu Yanqi's side, and whispered: "Master, I have checked it, but there are no traces left around it, but"

"But what?" Chu Yanqi asked.

"Look at this!" Wuji said, opening a reflection of you.

"This is..." Sang Linhui also came over to take a look. The strange logo seemed to be a flower, and it looked like a flame, but it didn't look very similar.

"Where is this thing?" Sanji asked in surprise.

"The main room!" Wuji said, "It was marked with blood. I guess it was the sign left by the murderer. Who has your family offended?"

"I have never seen such a sign." Sang Linhui shook his head.

Sanji's face was still not good-looking and said, "I'll go and see, you're looking around, but there are any clues."

"Okay!" Sang Linhuimu responded.

Xiaodouzi followed Sang Ji, Chu Yanqi continued to walk forward, Wuji helped him, walked to a high place, pointed to the scorched earth with black smoke below and said, "Master, here are two mountain villages of Cangwu, thousands of acres of spiritual fields, all of which are used to cultivate various medicinal materials. All the mature medicinal materials were scraped away, and the seedlings were burned clean by a handful of fire."

"It's cruel enough." Hao Qiang gritted his teeth and cursed, "It's up to him to rob him, why bother killing everyone?"

"The things that can be stolen have been stolen. Of course, it is just spiritual objects and ordinary gold and silver objects, but they are still unmoved." Wuji said again, "Now, the houses and other items in the parcel are kept intact. No one has touched them at all. There are only traces of fighting, I judge one by one."

"What are you half-breaking?" Chu Yanqi asked in confusion when he saw that he was talking about this.

"It seems unreasonable for me to break it halfway, but according to the ready-made point, it is indeed the case." Wuji said.

"Whether it is reasonable or not, tell me first?" Chu Yanqi naturally understood that he naturally did not understand these things at all, so he could only listen to Wuji.

"Most of the people who take action are at the seventh and eighth level of the Yuanling Stage, and the highest is the Danling Stage, and there is no one in the Infant Stage. The number of people should be around 80 to 100, and they are good at siege and attack." Wuji said.

"This is impossible." Chu Yunjie, who followed them, was like an invisible man these days. Many times, he remained silent and stopped talking. At this time, he could no longer help and said hurriedly, "How can such a big situation be hidden from others?"

"I also think it's unreasonable, but in fact it's that." Wuji looked at Chu Yunjie and said slowly.

"Let's go to the main room to take a look." Chu Yanqi said, walking towards the main room.

The wealth of Cangwu City is well known, so even if it is a cottage that cultivates spiritual medicine, the main house is still magnificent. Unfortunately, at this time, it was in a mess, with corpses everywhere, and everyone must be careful to avoid stepping on the corpse.

In the hall of the main room, a patterned flame sign was printed with blood...

Sanji stood in the middle of the hall, staring at the flame sign blankly, as if he was stunned. When everyone came in, he didn't notice it.

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