Judging from the frequent appearances of the Fuso Killer here, he should be nearby.

The two men had extraordinary martial arts skills and chased the man steadily without being noticed by the other party at all.

While the other party was taking a break, the two of them also stopped under a big tree.

Jiang Guanchao said, "Let's make a deal first. I will do it alone in a moment, and you and the child will wait outside."

"Know."

Yunshuang knew the difference between dealing with a few Fuso killers and dealing with a whole group of Fuso killers, so she did not insist on taking Wei Xiaobao into danger.

The two followed the man through two small villages and came to another small town.

This town is not as prosperous as the previous one. There are almost no pedestrians on the street, most of the shops are closed, and there is no stall at all.

The man entered an inn where business was slow.

Jiang Guanchao looked down at Wei Xiaobao in his arms, frowned and was about to say something.

Yun Shuang spoke first: "If you dig a hole for her, she won't scream."

After realizing what Yunshuang meant by "drilling a hole", Jiang Guanchao looked at Yunshuang doubtfully.

Yunshuang used her lightness skills to fly onto the roof.

Jiang Guanchao, with a skeptical attitude, brought the little guy who had been crying all the way to the roof.

Jiang Guanchao lifted a tile and looked inside while holding the little guy.

An incredible thing happened. Wei Xiaobao really didn't make any sound.

Jiang Guanchao suspected that she had fallen asleep, and he lowered his head to look at her.

Wei Xiaobao was seen looking at the people in the room with his eyes wide open and a serious expression.

Jiang Guanchao: “…”

Don't peel off too many tiles, otherwise they will be easily discovered.

But the opening was as small as a tile, and Wei Xiaobao had to take up most of it by himself, leaving a small space, so Yun Shuang and Jiang Guanchao could only squeeze in.

Their heads almost touched.

Fortunately, both of them were focused on the area below.

There were a total of six Fuso killers in the room, four standing and two sitting.

The latter's status is clearly different from that of the others.

They speak the Central Plains dialect.

One of them had a Beijing accent, and the other had a poor Japanese accent.

Yunshuang frowned: From the capital?

The conversation between the two revealed a lot of information.

They came to Da Zhou to capture one hundred babies born in August and bring them back to the Fusang Sea Festival.

Yunshuang looked at him and asked: What is the sea festival? Jiang Guanchao didn't understand.

Yunshuang pulled his uninjured hand and wrote on his palm.

Jiang Guanchao frowned as his palms itched.

Yunshuang looked at him without giving up and spread out her palms.

Jiang Guanchao had no choice but to write on her palm with his cold fingertips: "Similar to sacrificing young boys and girls to the river god, this group of Fusang killers is sacrificing to the sea god."

This means that these babies will be thrown into the sea alive after being captured and brought back to Fuso.

How inhumane!

Sacrificing to the river god was expressly prohibited in the previous dynasty, and anyone caught doing so would be beheaded.

I didn't expect that this group of Fuso killers would do such a thing that would be struck by lightning.

What’s even more abominable is that they actually came to Central Plains to capture children.

Yunshuang's eyes turned cold.

Soon, she thought of something and wrote on Jiang Guanchao's palm: "From Fusang to Central Plains, we will pass by Qianshan Island. Will they also go to Qianshan Island to capture children?"

Jiang Guanchao wrote back, "It shouldn't be possible. There are so many experts on Qianshan Island that it's not easy to succeed. Secondly, the young man with the Beijing accent deliberately lured the Fusang killer to Da Zhou to arrest him."

Soon, his guess was confirmed.

The middle-aged Fusang killer said: "Our people died in the Wei family!"

The young man said, "I provided everything I could, including the topographical map of the Wei family. Besides, I advised you that the Wei family is not so easy to break into. If you want to send someone, send the most powerful assassins. You let your guard down. Who can you blame?"

The middle-aged man scolded, "Didn't you say that Zhongyuan is safe? Qin Canglan is not here, Wei Xu is not here either, so it's easy to catch the child! But only one of the people we sent out just now has returned!"

The young man paused and said, "The Wei family is all in the capital, there's no reason for them to chase us to this small town. Are you sure your killers are not too weak?"

The Fuso killer is murderous and wanton.

The young man looked nonchalant.

The middle-aged man said coldly: "You'd better not lie. The child of the Wei family has the blood of the emperor. Otherwise, you will die ugly!"

The young man smiled faintly and said, "The Wei family is the descendant of Emperor Wu. That child has the purest Emperor Phoenix blood and is the best sacrifice to the gods."

Yun Shuang's eyes flashed.

This person knows the Wei family so well... and when he mentioned the Wei family, there was uncontrollable hatred in his tone.

Who is he? The middle-aged man said to the young man, "The witch will come to Da Zhou in person to receive the blood of the emperor phoenix dedicated to the gods. If you lie, your fate will be worse than death!"

The young man smiled politely and prepared to leave.

Jiang Guanchao was also ready to take action.

Excluding the six people in this room, there are more than a dozen in the other rooms, totaling almost twenty Fuso killers.

Yunshuang wrote: "Can you do it?"

Jiang Guanchao wrote coldly: "Don't casually say that men are incompetent."

Yunshuang withdrew her hand and hugged Wei Xiaobao.

"Stay away for a while..."

Before Jiang Guanchao could finish his words, Yunshuang had already disappeared with Wei Xiaobao in her arms.

Jiang Guanchao is a killer, not a strategist, and his most direct way of dealing with enemies is to kill.

Besides, these Fuso killers should be killed. Keeping them around will only cause endless trouble.

Jiang Guanchao broke the roof with a sword, and with the force of thunder, he slashed down at everyone in the house.

This sword can split mountains and rivers, and shatter the universe!

Several Fuso killers didn't even have time to scream before they flew backwards along with the ninja swords in their hands.

Two people died on the spot with broken tendons and veins, and the other two crashed into the stone pillars outside the house and were crushed to the ground by the huge pillars.

The middle-aged man with a head full of dust rushed out and looked at him coldly: "Who are you?!"

Jiang Guanchao said coldly: "The dead have no right to ask my name."

At this time, the Fuso killer who was deliberately released by Jiang Guanchao spoke: "That's him! He has a companion! It's a woman in purple... Uh--"

Jiang Guanchao took his life with one sword.

The middle-aged man gave orders in Fuso language, and everyone performed Fuso secret techniques and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Guanchao raised his hand and covered his eyes with a black hairband.

He held the sword in one hand, capturing the almost inaudible movements in the wind.

One sword, one life.

Every sword move is fatal.

"This isn't a master from the Central Plains... who is he?!"

the middle-aged man asked the young man angrily.

The young man's eyes moved: "The leader of the Killer Alliance, Jiang Guanchao."

This name is so well-known that the middle-aged man's face changed when he heard it, and he ordered in Japanese: "Retreat!"

Jiang Guanchao jumped onto the roof and stood under the dome: "Don't even think about escaping."

The most important item of Fuso secret technique is Qinggong. It can be said that every Fuso killer is a master of Qinggong.

However, no matter how hard they tried, Jiang Guanchao was always with them.

This is not a solution.

If we are caught, everyone will die!

The middle-aged man had a plan in mind and spoke something to one of his men in Japanese.

The subordinate immediately stopped, bowed in the direction of his hometown, turned around and rushed towards Jiang Guanchao.

He is no match for Jiang Guanchao.

Jiang Guanchao quickly defeated him and once again caught up with the fleeing group.

Everyone went up the cliff suspension bridge.

The middle-aged man left behind.

Suddenly, he turned around, drew his knife, and cut off the suspension bridge.

The Fuso killers were well prepared. The leader tied a rope to the big tree opposite, and the others all grabbed the long rope.

There was a knot at the end of the rope, which was tied to the mechanism around the middle-aged man's waist.

Jiang Guanchao was not so lucky.

He could either pounce and grab the ropes of the Fuso killers, but the price would be that he would be pierced by the middle-aged man's ninja sword.

Or he could grab the suspension bridge on his side, but it was obviously too late.

He suddenly fell into a bottomless abyss, and what awaited him was the fate of being shattered to pieces.

Suddenly, an old hand tightly grasped his wrist.

There were lightning, thunder and strong winds.

Jiang Guanchao looked up and saw Mr. Qiu’s face full of vicissitudes.

I failed to stop taking the medicine. In fact, I failed at the beginning of the month. I still couldn’t survive the storm. I still need to continue practicing.

(End of this chapter)