Chapter 1740

Silver City treasure house has been looted, in other words, there is no need to exist here.

These people in ningmaijing can not help themselves, but also expose what they have done before.

Yuan Ye has made up his mind with a little movement.

He seemed to ask casually, "has anyone else been paying attention to silver city these days?"

"It's the words of my Lord." It was still the monk who had been in the same situation before. He confidently said, "we have been doing things according to the orders of the fire envoy. We dare not make any mistakes. We can avoid all the contacts we can avoid."

"What about the inevitable contact?" Yuan Ye's heart sank, but he pretended to be calm and asked.

"Unavoidable contact..." the monk of Ning Mai Jing gave a bitter smile, "only this time."

Hearing this, Yuan Ye nodded: "then I can rest assured."

"What do you want from the fire emissary?" The disciple of Ning Mai Jing asked carefully.

At this moment, I can't say why, he vaguely felt that there was something wrong.

But he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"No, no more." Yuan Ye turns around and raises his hand with a smile

In the quiet lane, there was a dull hum, followed by the sound of something slamming to the ground.

But the process was very short, and after a while, it was quiet again.

After a while, the door of the house opens and Yuan Ye walks out with a cool look.

At the moment when he closed the door with his backhand, through the crack of the door, we could see several figures lying in the yard.

Those figures, the head has disappeared, will no longer make any sound.

Standing outside and looking at the gray sky, Yuan Ye feels that his mood is somewhat similar to the sky.

"A guy who looks similar to the teacher and also masters Xiao Taijin's skills... Who could it be..."

Looking at the sky, Yuan Ye murmurs to himself.

At this moment, even the slowly drifting clouds in the sky upset him.

After thinking for a long time, a sharp color flashed across his face.

"Anyway, they are dead.

Those things, should be mine, no one wants to take away!

This guy has to die! "

With his teeth clenched, Yuanye tries to think.

"This man went into the silver city and took the cloth shop.

That means that he knows exactly the location and real function of the cloth shop.

In that case, he must have other treasures in his hands.

If I guess correctly, in the next few days, other treasures will be damaged one after another. "

Thinking of this, Yuan Ye's face shows a grim smile.

"In that case, I'll weave a big net and wait for you to come.

And you have already exposed your appearance and accomplishments in silver city.

The monk of heaven state of mind can cross the level to a certain extent.

I can't kill you.

But someone can do it.

You just wait for the fear of being targeted by the killers of ghost killing Pavilion! "

Yuan Ye gives a sneer and walks away.

Just after he left, a moment later, the house before him burst into a nameless fire.

The fire was extremely fierce. Before the people came to fight the fire, the house was burned to ruins.

……

Just when fire envoy Yuanye decides to go to guishage for help and solve Chu Yan's problem, cangyangmen, thousands of miles away, is also worried about Chu Yan's problem.

A few hours ago, the injured disciple told the high-level of cangyangmen what happened in the treasure house.

At this time, in the meeting hall, the leader and deputy leader of Cang Yangmen, and all the elders were there.

Even the supreme elder, who had not shown his face for nearly 30 years, was invited to sit on the Lord's seat and listen to the people's deliberation.

At present, this discussion has lasted for nearly two hours, but there is still no unified conclusion.

At present, there are two groups of people in the assembly hall.

One group is the main fighting group headed by master Yan Shuangying.

The first time I heard that Yan Shuangying had been killed by the other party, the deputy leader of cangyangmen was furious. He immediately asked for a fight to smash the criminal who "killed cangyangmen for a hundred years".

On the other hand, the Moderator Group, led by the leader, considers the overall situation and hopes to have a more detailed understanding of the current situation.

As for Liu Fuqing, who is in the center of this incident, he is also sitting among the elders as an elder.

At this time, he looks calm, but in fact, his heart is extremely flustered.

And he can clearly feel that although he is sitting in the middle of the crowd, in fact, people around him are eager to stay as far away as possible.

Seeing this, Liu Fuqing was ashamed and annoyed: "you bastards, when you took my treasure house, all your mouths laughed to the root of your ears. Now when you encounter problems, you want to get rid of me. Is this the face of the sect friars?"

At this time, the headmaster cleared his throat and spoke again: "this is the current situation. The man has given us 12 hours, including the seven hours that have passed, and we still have three hours at most.

In these three hours, we should make a unified decision and make a good plan.

After all, we can't wait to save the family members who are being detained by that man. "

As the leader of cangyangmen, whenever he made a decision, he naturally had to consider the development of the whole clan.

But Yan Shuangying's master obviously didn't think so.

"Elder martial brother, what else can we think about?" The deputy leader suddenly stood up, "Shuangying is very important to our cangyang sect. You also know that in the next few decades, he will be one of the most promising disciples to ascend to heaven.

But now he was killed by that man. If we don't get revenge, how can we stand in the future!

What's more, the man said that the treasure house was his and asked us to hand in the contents!

You're kidding!

If you kill us, we'll give you another treasure. When was cangyangmen bullied like this? "

The atmosphere in the assembly hall suddenly froze again.

After a few breaths, the elder, who had never opened his mouth before, opened his squinting eyes and said faintly, "where is the treasure house you are talking about coming from?"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of all the people at the scene fell on Liu Fuqing.

Liu Fuqing's body suddenly froze, showing a bitter smile.

It's time to come. It's time to come.

But this pot, never back!

Liu Fuqing deeply understood that at this time, he must not be beaten with his head in his arms.

In that case, Cang Yangmen would not hesitate to sell him.

With a slight cough, Liu Fuqing stood up and saluted the elder who was sitting at the top. Then he opened his mouth and said something he had thought about for a long time.