However, the strength of this Bao Xun'er is directly in the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Period, which is obviously more fierce than that Bao Chuan. As soon as she finished reading the Tang Sect's mantra, many green powder objects gathered in the sky. Then the powder objects quickly gathered together and appeared directly above the Gongsun brothers and sisters. In an instant, a green spider web was formed. Gongsun brothers and sisters, before they could look up, they were bound by the poison net and fell directly from the air.

Bao Xun'er looked arrogant and clapped her hands and said, "Do you think your Fengyu Sword can escape in front of me?"

Looking at the Gongsun brother and sister who were struggling desperately in the poison net, Bao Xun'er smiled proudly.

The spider web also began to slowly turn from a net to green mucus, tightly attached to the body, and the two of them began to be eroded by venom.

Gongsun Rencao began to struggle desperately as he landed. Unexpectedly, the more he struggled, the more he felt dizzy, and there were waves of soreness and pain. It was obvious that the magic power in the dantian was slowly dissipating and his arms gradually became powerless.

Bao Jiaoshi looked at the arrested two people, narrowed their eyes slightly, and ordered with a fierce look on his face: "Come on, tie them up and escort them to Bao Mansion."

snort!

Bao Jiao Snorted coldly, then threw away his sleeves. Looking at the Gongsun brothers and sisters tied by a group of guards, Bao Xun'er clapped her hands, stroked her two strands of hair on her chest, and said mockingly:

"Gongsun Family? It's not simple. They have bullied our Bao family. My unscrupulous brother is also considered a crime... I deserve it... Alas, take it away."

Forget-Word Valley

Zhao Xiaopang took a piece of parchment and rushed into Wangyou Inn. He slapped the parchment on the table with his little hand: "Brother Li, come on, the list of the grain people you want."

Haitang looked at Li Xiao who was comparing the list and asked, "Did you find any clues?"

Li Xiao's eyes were bright and he had a piece of parchment with one hand. He began to carefully compare. After a while, Li Xiao snapped his fingers and said:

"If you guess well, the resentment incident in Wangyou Valley will start with the black-clothed half-masked man in Wangyou Inn." Li Xiao put down another piece of parchment in his hand and looked at the people and said:

"The day we entered the valley,... (remembers are omitted)."

Haitang looked at Li Xiao and said, "So, you have seen that half-masked man in black."

Li Xiao nodded, but couldn't remember it very much. Suddenly, Li Xiao said in surprise: "I remembered that I should know that person Bingtuo."

Emperor Bingyin said with a look of unclear expression, "Oh?"

Li Xiao said confidently: "The man in black in half mask is one of the four young men in the south of the city. Xiang Qiankan met once before entering Qinglong Valley, and it was his appearance to help Bao Jiao clear the siege of that day."

Haitang: "Then why did he have to mask? And he was killed by unknown objects the night he entered the valley?"

Li Xiao supported himself on the inn table with one hand, rubbed his fingers constantly, and thought, "I don't know either."

Zhao Xiaopang: "Hi, I said Brother Li, I took a long time to do it until it was dark and the statistics were completed. You got such a little information?"

Li Xiao spread his hands, but Li Xiao knew that this matter was not that simple. Li Xiao looked at the three people around him, Zhao Xiaopang, Haitang and Bingyin Emperor, and Bingyin Emperor's condition seemed to be not very good. He knew that things should have an answer soon.

At night, the lawn behind the house

Li Xiao finally had the opportunity to get along with Haitang alone. Haitang walked behind her with her hands on her back without any pressure, and Li Xiao was beside her. The black mountain in the distance was still a black dust, and the moonlight was gently scattered in the faint blue valley of Forgetful Worry, putting this space on light blue makeup.

Haitang said with disbelief: "You mean, do you suspect that the matter may be related to your partner, Bingyin Emperor?"

Li Xiao shook his head and said, "I'm not sure, I'm just guessing."

There is a basis for Li Xiao’s suspicion. After all, all these contradictions point to the grudges of the four young masters in the south of the city. Moreover, since Emperor Bingyin came out of Qinglong Valley, he has not given Li Xiao a good feeling. He is not as obscure and cold as before.

Of course, Li Xiao did not intend to mention these words to Haitang, but fortunately Haitang did not ask the reason for his doubts.

Haitang still put his hands on his back, looking at the monks who disappeared in front of him from time to time in the distance, and continued to ask, "What are you going to do?"

At this time, Zhao Xiaopang's cry came from behind. Zhao Xiaopang was panting, patting his chest with one hand, and putting one hand on his bent knees intermittently, saying, "Brother Li, Miss Haitang, Wangyou Valley... Something happened to Wangyou Valley."

Wangyou Valley

It was still like entering the valley, the streets were still full of the charming water vapor, and the old woman selling water forever. However, there were no other monks in front of the stall, and there was only one back at this time.

Meng Po walked out of the Wangyou shop, holding her Netherworld Staff in her hand, bent down to the figure respectfully and said, "I'm here to see the King of Hell."

The back was nothing but I was the Bing Yin Emperor.

Emperor Bingyin said with a cold face: "Old woman, I have explained to you. I am not the King of Hell you mentioned. I am just the young master of the Tongfu Escort Agency of Bianjing South City, Emperor Bingyin."

Meng Po half bent her elderly body, her teeth burst out slightly, and her wrinkled face said with a smile: "It's been tens of thousands of years, and I finally hope for you. It's absolutely impossible for my old body to admit my mistake."

Listening to what Meng Po said, Emperor Bing Yin Yin's expression was cold, and he answered indifferently:

"Whatever you think, I came here today and just wanted to understand one thing. Your forget-worry water cannot be ordinary water at all, right? Moreover, the death of the valley people and monks in the valley is also related to it."

Meng Po took a slow pace and returned to the convenience store. The enchanting water vapor almost covered her face.

Meng Po said slowly, "Did you forget it? Wangyou Water just opens a key to the monk's ruins, including all the food in the night market." Meng Po pointed to the long night market in the valley and continued, "If monks have not eaten anything from the night market, then even if they appear on the grassland behind the house, it is absolutely impossible to enter the Wangyou Ruins."

After listening to Meng Po’s statement, Emperor Bing Yin did not pay much attention to what she said about Forget-worry Water and the role of the night market. He looked at Meng Po half-believingly and said:

"So, all those who die of grudges have nothing to do with you?"

...

At this time, Li Xiao and his friends followed Zhao Xiaopang's leadership and soon arrived at the night market. At the market beside the Wangyou Valley, many onlookers and monks had gathered. There were two black shadows on the stream of the Wangyou Valley. However, all the people on the other side of the river were still calm and undisturbed.

Compared to the two black shadows on the river surface, Li Xiao is more interested in this difference phenomenon.
Chapter completed!