Chapter 1202 (1/2)

Three days later, on the foggy wharf of hancang mansion.

A green shirt slowly became clear in the fog... The morning is the busiest time of the day for the wharf. Fresh sea fish have just been salvaged from the sea. Now they are all waiting for the fishmongers to purchase, and then sent to the market in batches. A new day is coming.

Xiao Wang has been fishing in the sea with his father since childhood. Today's harvest is good. There are several baskets of water chestnut fish, including many silvery fish. When he was burying his head in carrying, a young man came to his side, ”how can I get to hancang mansion, little brother?”

Xiao Wang was sweating. He didn't have time to talk to the boy behind him. He pointed to a wide street not far ahead. ”Here, that's the road. You'll be there at the end. Go, don't stand in the way!” Driving away, when he turned around, the boy had gone away... Looking at the boy's figure, Xiao Wang scolded and continued to be busy.

The bottom of the sea ten miles around hancang mansion is obsidian. It absorbs sunlight in the daytime, so that the water temperature of the sea is higher than that in the air. Therefore, it is often foggy in the morning. At first, people thought it was cold here, so they named it hancang mansion. Even if they later understood the whole story, there was no intention to change it.

Tranquility seems to belong to the life style of the bottom people, but it is not the high practitioners in their eyes.

In the hall of hancang mansion, there are nine Dharma protectors. Now only seven people sit here with empty eyes. Even now, they still sort out the news Huazheng said.

The head of the mansion walked to the left. Since Hua Zheng came back the day before yesterday, he has been wandering in the hall with embarrassment. The anxious color on his eyebrows clearly hasn't subsided.

”You said, that young man killed more than a dozen Dharma guardians in Jiufu?” Not far from Huazheng, a thin old man with thin eyebrows and small eyes couldn't help asking again.

The positive color of the flower is haggard. After escaping from Xingguang island that day, I feel uneasy and panic all day. The higher the level of martial arts, the greater the fear of death... In the face of the fact that the strong at the same level have fallen one by one, Wu Zun's sense of superiority has long been diluted in his world.

Nodded, Huazheng was unable to explain.

You mean, the monster was coerced by Xingguang island and finally killed. I just want to ask you a little, is there a leader in hancang mansion? Will that monster find here? ”

Whether Mao Yang was killed or you Lu didn't come back, the experience of other houses may not be easier than that of hancang house. Now Zuo Xingyao is concerned about whether the future fate of hancang mansion is threatened.

As soon as this sound came out, the other Dharma guardians focused their attention on Hua Zheng! What a terrible monster that can resist dozens of Dharma protectors. It's impossible not to worry.

Facing everyone's eyes, spend a moment, don't know how to respond.

He will tell. Is it because he threatened Zifeng with a girl's life that he caused such a tragedy?

Would he say that it was because he listened to the advice of ink that he detained the people of the small fishing village on Xingguang island?