To be honest, Liu Zhengyang's heart is now like a hedgehog's nest, always feeling a tingling pain.

He was already secretly guessing who was killed in the battle.

Zhong Qinglei? The door master? Or Zhang Qin?

But no matter which one it is, it is absolutely unacceptable to Liu Zhengyang!

Tian Yong opened his mouth again, but in the end he was unable to speak, so he could only walk forward with Liu Zhengyang. During this period, Liu Zhengyang wanted to grab him directly several times and ask him to show him the way, so that he could rush to the scene quickly, but he finally pressed the impulse.

He always wanted to give Tian Yong some face.

At the same time, he also needs time to calm down.

He thought to himself: "If Zhong Qinglei and one of them died in battle, then with their current strength, the only one who would do it would be Qiao Xian's companion. But don't they know that I am in Dan City? I have the ability. , they are coming for me!"

Liu Zhengyang thought angrily, and soon discovered another strange thing.

Because Tian Yong was taking him to the center of Dan City.

Liu Zhengyang was originally arranged by Tian Yong to live in the core area of ​​Dan City, only more than ten feet away from the City Lord's Mansion. But Tian Yong even took him to run towards the center of Gengcheng, why? Could it be that the battle is in the city lord's mansion?

impossible?

Liu Zhengyang is not blind, how could he not even feel the battle at such a close range?

However, Liu Zhengyang did not ask, because he had already entered the city lord's mansion.

After walking into a hall in the city lord's mansion, Liu Zhengyang just walked through the gate and found that there were many monks in the hall with their heads lowered and silent, causing the atmosphere in the hall to be very depressing. And judging from the fluctuations in the strength of those monks, their strength is quite good, and they should be the current backbone of Dan City.

Also don't know how much things have to happen to bring them all together.

Liu Zhengyang hurriedly glanced around them, and his attention was quickly attracted by another thing.

The reason why he said it was another thing was because he only saw one jar.

It was a ceramic jar, about half a person's height, and about fifty centimeters in diameter. It looked like a miniature version of some ancient water jars. Placing such a thing in a palace in a huge Dan city looks very strange and unreasonable no matter how you look at it.

Thinking of what Tian Yong said to himself just now, Liu Zhengyang suddenly had an ominous premonition.

He asked anxiously, "Tian Yong, what's in that jar..."

"Uncle Liu, you don't need to make your words too clear, right?" Tian Yong said with a pale face: "You know what's going on, and I don't recommend you to watch it. The first thing we need to do now is to think about it. Way to avenge the dead brothers."

"You said 'men'?" Liu Zhengyang's heart trembled again.

It was impossible for him to agree with Tian Yong's suggestion.

Now that he heard such a terrible word, it is even more impossible for him to pretend that nothing happened.

He stepped forward quickly and opened the cover on the blanket.

In an instant, Liu Zhengyang smelled a foul odor and **** smell gushing out of the jar, and the pungent smell was almost the same as the explosion of the toilet. Of course, the taste is definitely different, it's just that the gushing taste gave Liu Zhengyang such a feeling.

It can even be said that the stench and **** smell are 10,000 times more terrible than the smell of the toilet!

Because it represents the passing of life!