"Oh——, it's really miserable!"

"Lao Lu, tell me quickly what's wrong!"

"You haven't heard about it, have you?"

"Nonsense, we are not listening to you. You haven't said anything yet. How do we know anything? Hurry up and say it. How miserable!"

"You haven't heard about the Xiaoheishan Gang's murder case, right?"

"Little Black Mountain Gang? What kind of gang is that?"

"Brother Zhou, you live a comfortable life and are usually carefree. It is indeed difficult for you to come into contact with the Xiaoheishan Gang."

"What does this mean?"

"They are a low-level gang, formed by some poor people. They all carry sacks at the dock to earn a living."

"These people..., what kind of gang are they called? They thought they were founded by martial arts masters."

"Several important leaders in the gang are good at martial arts. It is said that the gang leader is a master."

"That's pretty awesome."

"Yes, Grandmaster being such a small gang leader is like a lion leading a group of sheep."

Everyone was talking about it.

"With the Grandmaster as the leader, the Xiaoheishan Gang's life was pretty good. Unfortunately, overnight, all the members of the gang died. No one was left. Even the dogs and chickens in the gang died.

Already."

"Who did it?"

"Death has no evidence."

"Lao Lu, you are just here to entertain us!" Everyone was dissatisfied.

These words have no beginning and no end, they are hanging in the air, so it is better not to say them.

"Listen to me, after the Little Black Mountain Gang, there is an Iron Foot Sect, which is much more powerful than the Little Black Mountain Gang. It is said that at least twenty masters were killed, but in the end, all of them were wiped out."

"And then, is there anything else?"

"No more for now." Lao Lu shook his head, took a sip of wine, exhaled a long breath and said, "But everyone has speculations about the murderer."

"who?"

"Huangquan Valley." Lao Lu slowly spit out three words.

"Yellow Spring Valley...?"

"Yellow Spring Valley?"

"..."

"never heard of that."

"Well, I've never heard of it. Is it a hidden sect?"

There are too many hidden sects in the martial arts world.

Some of these sects are restricted by sect rules and are not allowed to be born, but now they break the rules and are born.

Some of them stayed behind closed doors because of problems with their inheritance. Now they have the confidence to open the door and reappear in the martial arts world.

"Hehe..." Lao Lu took another sip of wine, and everyone hurriedly urged him to tell him who the sect of Huangquan Valley was, and why it was so vicious.

"I don't know who the sect is in Huangquan Valley. I only know that it is a sect that is prone to extermination." Lao Lu shook his head and said: "Anyway, it's best not to provoke them. If you do, just wait.

Let’s destroy the whole family!”

"Yellow Spring Valley..."

Everyone chewed on this name.

I want to keep this name in my mind so as not to offend him unintentionally. Such a ruthless person is really not the right person to be an enemy of.

Someone sneered: "It's so rampant, no one cares about it?"

"Who cares?"

"Isn't there a patrol?"

"Hey, they bully the weak and fear the strong, and they don't dare to care."

"What about Prince Chun's Mansion?"

"...I don't know about this."

"...It is said that the foundation of Huangquan Valley is in Prince Chun's Mansion."

"impossible!"

"What's impossible?" Someone shook his head: "I know about this. Even Prince Chun's Mansion will entertain the masters of Huangquan Valley tonight."

"How dare they do this without support?!"

"How can this be……"

"Didn't you say that Prince Chun's palace is fair and strict?"

"The Xiaoheishan gang is not a good guy. They bully the market and occupy the entire dock. No one can get in. The Iron Foot Sect is not a good guy either. The disciples rely on the strength of the sect to bully the people."

"But this can't wipe out Man Clan, can it?"

"Exactly, there are always innocent people."

"well……"

Everyone sighed.

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

Unexpectedly, the person hosting the banquet was Huangquan Valley.

What he was curious about was not this, but the fact that the news had come out. Isn't Prince Chun's Mansion strict?

How could such news spread so easily?

Prince Chun's government was so strict, and the news was spread. It was probably not spread from inside to outside, but deliberately spread by someone with a heart.

In the court, struggle is normal and ubiquitous, especially with King Chun's status, how many people are eyeing him covetously?

However, after they talked for a few words, they changed the topic and stopped talking about the Huangquan Valley.

This allowed Fakong to appreciate the power of Prince Chun's Mansion.

They obviously didn't want to cause trouble, so even if they were unhappy with this Huangquan Valley, they didn't say anything more.

However, after three rounds of drinking, there began to be more discussions about Huangquan Valley.

After drinking, people became emboldened and spoke the truth after drinking. They vomited out everything in their hearts. You and I scolded Huangquan Valley until they were bloody.

Fakong shook his head after hearing this.

He slowly ate and drank, his ears picking up some sensitive information and looking for information about the army among the messy information, but there was no movement at all.

Could it be that Daqian is not at war with Dayong, but with Dayun?

Fa Kong thought for a while, checked out and left Ruyi Building, strolling slowly along the street.

The brightly lit streets were three times more lively than in the evening, with people laughing and chatting, giving the appearance of a prosperous time.

Fakong shook his head.

Such a prosperous age is so fragile. Once the two dynasties go to war, everything will be wiped out. I don't know what will happen.

He walked into an alley and disappeared in a flash.

The next moment, he appeared in his small courtyard.

The small courtyard is brightly lit.

A bright moon shines in the sky.

Xu Qingluo was practicing boxing in the yard. When she saw him coming back, she stopped her boxing and said, "Master."

"Won't you go back to sleep?"

"It's still early, Master, let's go to the city for a walk."

Fa Kong looked at her.

"Master——!"

"Let's go."

Xu Qingluo grabbed his sleeve, and the two of them fluttered past the wall, landed on Suzaku Avenue, and blended into the crowd.

Walking on Zhuque Avenue is no different from walking on Tianjing Avenue just now, both are equally prosperous.

"Master, I have entered another level." Xu Qingluo said softly: "I have already regained my fetal breath."

Fakong raised his eyebrows and nodded: "It seems that you were born to practice this mental technique."
To be continued...