The iron-clad Mingyue Villa.

The city lord of the flowing water.

Du Jinghong is very harsh in life. He has high requirements for himself and even higher requirements for his subordinates.

There is nothing in this world, and there is no shortage of people.

When you encounter someone who is not satisfied, you can dig a hole and bury it.

Anyway, the world is so big, there is always a manor who can do good things.

Zhuang Youdao's grave soon filled up a tomb.

This simple burial method obviously does not conform to the rules of the funeral alliance.

All the bullshit truths are nonsense, and everything is business.

But the village where the Earth Demons are located cannot be found, and there is no courage to search.

This village, which is in the mysterious formation, looks the same as the primitive tribe.

They don't want to come out, unless someone as famous as Duan Tongtian comes over, they may find some clues.

If it is weaker, you can only see fog.

After all, seeing is not necessarily true, and hearing is not necessarily true.

Zhuang Youdao’s tomb is not abrupt here, because it is originally a cemetery.

One hundred and eight graves.

One hundred and eight city lords of Mingyue Villa were buried.

As for whether there are 109 people, no one knows.

Everything depends on what Du Jinghong means.

After dealing with the Zhuangyouyou, the Earth Demons rushed towards Mingyue Villa leisurely.

This trip, killing people and robbing people.

...

"The commander, the man was not found, but there is only one place that has not been searched by us."

The undead, covered in blood and in a mess, walked up to Likal and pointed to a luxurious manor not far away.

"Where is that?" Li Carl stepped on the top of the hill made of corpses of the people in Zuoqiu Mountain, looking at the luxurious manor from afar.

"Can it be the owner's mansion?"

He murmured to himself.

Generally, such luxurious places are basically luxury houses of local managers.

"Yes." The person next to him nodded: "There are a large number of sword cultivators outside the owner's mansion, and we are strictly aware that our people cannot enter."

They wanted to go in, but were stopped by the sword cultivators.

Thinking of the reputation of Mingyue Villa before, these people below did not dare to make decisions, so they came to Li Kahl directly and asked the commander to make the decision.

After killing so many people in Zuoqiushan, these undead tribes are excited.

With just one word from Li Carl, these people will kill them without hesitation!

No matter what sword cultivator you are or not, you will all die!

"Have you searched the whole city?" Li Carl was obviously making a decision.

"We have basically finished searching. In some small places, we arranged for people to search. Even the toilet was turned on, but until now, there is no information about Mr. Leng Han."

The young commander reported truthfully.

The carpet-style search was fruitless, so they would look at the manor.

"If this is true..." Li Carl looked back and saw that the city gate was full of their people. Some undead tribes were still looking for Zuoqiushan guards who pretended to be dead and finished the fight.

In this case, there is basically no possibility of leaving the city.

If the content in the letter is correct, Leng Han should indeed be here.

But why can't I search?

Could it be that Leng Han was locked up in the owner's mansion?

"I'll go there in person." Li Carl jumped out of the pile of corpses and led people toward the owner's mansion in a fierce manner.

After experiencing the war, the sword cultivators in the owner's mansion were not much better.

They witnessed the horror of the Undead Clan with their own eyes, and were even more worried that those people would break in rashly.

Sure enough, the more you fear something, the more you become.

Those of the Undead Clan are here.

"Commander, what should I do?" A Jian Xiu asked.

When he asked, his voice was shaking and his palms were sweating.

Obviously scared.

The rest also looked at the commander.

"The owner of the manor explained before leaving that he could not let him in no matter what!" The commander pressed the sword on his waist tightly with his right hand, and his palms were filled with sweat.

If they really want to fight, they are useless.

But if people were released, could these crazy undead tribes let them go?

Only by relying on the owner's mansion and relying on the owner's reputation and the sword in his own hands can we have the confidence to negotiate.

What's the difference between putting down the weapon and stretching over your neck and waiting for someone to chop it?

The people of the Undead Clan are getting closer and closer, and the sword cultivators are holding the sword's hands trembling more and more.

"May I ask, is this the owner's mansion?"

Li Kahl led the man to the gate of the owner's mansion and pointed to the plaque with four words "Mingyue Villa" above. "I want to talk to your owner."

"The owner of the manor is not here, he left in a helicopter earlier." The commander raised his head and said loudly.

This drink surprised Li Carl.

He turned around and there were indeed hundreds of people standing behind him?

The other party was not so arrogant.

"What did you do?" He spoke again, but his tone was much calmer.

"Maybe it's because I've gone out to mobilize my strength." The Sword Cultivator was not sure, and he said this to leave room for himself.

"Mingyue Villa has never been concerned about the world, but you have been a little too much. In the villa, it is actually popular. This is a blatant contempt for us!"

As soon as this said, Li Carl thought for a moment and said, "We wanted to find one, but after searching all over Mingyue Villa, we didn't find it."

He pointed to the gate: "The only place I haven't searched for is here. This person is very important to me and the brothers of the undead tribe behind me! So, please give me some convenience. Let's go in and look for it, if there is no..."

"Impossible!" The commander interrupted Li Kahl and said extremely firmly: "We can still bear everything you have done before. But if you want to search the owner's mansion, you are trampling on our dignity! Please make sure that this is Mingyue Villa, not your home!"

After saying this, the atmosphere was a bit weird.

"What if we insist on searching!"

An undead tribe stood up with contempt on his face.

They even failed Zuoqiushan, let alone a mere Mingyue Villa?

In terms of number of people, they even crushed.

"Then don't blame us for being polite!"

A young sword cultivator stood up, lacking confidence, but not afraid.

"You say it again?" The Undead Clan walked up to the sword cultivator and placed his hand on his ear. "Speak louder!"

"Don't blame us for not being guests..."

Bang!

Before the young sword cultivator could finish speaking, the Undead swung him over and knocked him to the ground.

"I'm not polite to you first, how about it?" After the Undead Clan said, a group of people laughed.

The shitty sword cultivator, the shitty Mingyue Villa, but that's it.

"Apologize to him immediately!"

The commander stood up and stopped the young sword cultivator.

At this time, there is no way out. "Apologize to our sword cultivator immediately! Otherwise, we will..."

"Just because of you guys?"

The undead tribe drew his sword and pointed at the owner's mansion behind the commander. "Today, I will break through! The person who blocks the road will die!"

Li Carl didn't speak throughout the whole process.

Obviously, this behavior is defaulted.

"Brothers, come on!" An undead clan strided forward.

But suddenly!

A rolling pin breaks through the air!
Chapter completed!