The Blood Devouring Hall had a strong background. However, after so many years, how could a declining force stand up again?
"Come; follow me in to see the little girl."
When Jiang Ming stepped into the courtyard, Ying Sha, who was at the side, was still on alert, afraid that the people of the Blood Devouring Hall had set up some traps.
When they arrived at a room, Jiang Ming smelled blood, and his face darkened slightly.
Jiang Ming kicked open the door and strode in. Soon, he saw a girl covered in wounds. It was Zhu An'an.
Zhu An'an was obviously in a bad state at this moment. She was blindfolded and a rag was stuffed into her mouth.
She could not speak.
These people were really cautious.
They had already set up an array to isolate everything. However, they still tied Zhu An'an up like this.
Zhu An'an was extremely frightened at this moment. She subconsciously thought that it was someone who came to torture her again.
She curled up into a ball, her petite body trembling.
Jiang Ming sighed, strode forward, and pulled off the cloth from Zhu An'an's mouth.
"An'an, don't be afraid. It's me."
He used Zhang Shan's voice. Zhu An'an was stunned at first, then she burst into tears.
"Mister!"
She threw herself into Jiang Ming's arms like a frightened little lamb.
Jiang Ming rubbed her head and could not help but sigh. He asked, "Where is your grandfather?"
Zhu An'an fell silent. Jiang Ming also understood in an instant. He sighed again and said, "From today onwards, you will come back with me."
He knew very well that something must have happened to Lin Changshan. At the very least, he would have gone missing, and this was the best outcome.
Regardless of whether he died or fell into the hands of another faction, such as the Ghost Spirit Sect, Lin Changshan would definitely not have a good ending.
If it were anyone else, they would definitely clamor to avenge Lin Changshan. However, Jiang Ming would not do so. He had met these two people by chance, and he had already done his best to save Zhu An'an.
However, just as they were about to leave, the sound of weapons clashing could be heard.
Countless fire arrows shot in, causing Wu Hen and Ying Sha's expressions to change. They immediately used their techniques to condense a barrier to prevent those fire arrows from hurting them.
"It should be someone from the Zhao family!" Ying Sha cried out in alarm, his expression especially gloomy.
Jiang Ming's expression changed slightly. He only realized now that something was not right. Why didn't the Zhao family come? Why did they have to wait until the people of the Blood Devouring Hall left?
There must be something strange about this!
"We don't have time to waste! Retreat!"
Jiang Ming's figure flashed, and he swept up Zhu An'an before flying away. Wu Hen and Ying Sha followed closely behind.
Outside the courtyard, a group of soldiers wore cold expressions.
Among them, the leader was a general in armor and a red cloak. When he saw the few people flying through the air, he immediately snorted coldly.
"Crazy brat, you want to escape? No way!"
He waved his hand, and soon, another fire arrow burst out.
"That's a middle-grade magical tool, the Fire Rain Arrow! I did not expect the Zhao family to be so generous!"
Wu Hen's expression turned ugly.
A middle-grade magical tool might not be considered a treasure but using multiple middle-grade tools like the way the general was firing out the arrows would have to add up! It would be immensely expensive!
Jiang Ming did not expect this, and his expression became more and more serious.
"The Zhao family should have nothing to do with the Blood Devouring Hall. There might be other forces behind this."
He faintly sensed a familiar aura.
Then, he looked in the direction of the aura. There was a person hidden in the corner, and his entire body was emitting the aura of the Ghost Spirit Sect.
It was not Huai Mei! It was another person!
"Interesting. Huai Mei should have been grounded and punished. Now that the Ghost Spirit Sect has sent new people to look for An'an, coupled with the tricks of the Blood Devouring Hall, this is very likely a battle between the Ghost Spirit Sect and the Blood Devouring Hall. Then what role does the Zhao family play in this?"
Jiang Ming's brain was working overtime. However, he could not think of a reason.
It was too complicated!
Perhaps he had to hide first and then capture a few people to interrogate!
"B*stard!" The expression of the person hiding in the corner changed. He waved his hand and said bluntly, "Don't worry about anything else. Focus on chasing after those guys. No matter what, you have to capture that girl!"
Hearing this, the armored general's expression darkened slightly. He was also a little unhappy with this arrogant fellow. However, he had no choice but to cooperate with the other party no matter what.
"Chase after him! After you catch up, other than that girl, no one else must be spared!" the general shouted, and all the soldiers left.
The big hunt had begun!
Countless people in the city were extremely frightened. No one had expected that such a thing would happen in Jinyuan City, which had been peaceful for so long!
In the past, although there were conflicts between the major forces in the city, they did not dare make a move because of the status of the Zhao family. The Zhao family's ruling power over the entire Jinyuan City was unimaginable.
And now, the Zhao family had actually sent an army just to capture three men?
Where did those three men come from?
* * *
In a small tavern, a person in black robes and a fanged mask swept his gaze over and smiled slightly.
"Interesting. It must be a huge affair for the Zhao family to make such a big fuss. I want to see what kind of characters those three people are and what kind of things they have done."
If there was someone here, they would definitely be extremely shocked because this person was none other than the number one individual cultivator in the Feather Kingdom, Wu Ming!
Wu Ming's figure flashed and soon arrived in the distance, blocking the path of Jiang Ming and the others.
"Is this… the aura of the Hundred Tribulations Sacred Body?"
Wu Ming's expression changed slightly.
He had seen a lot of things, and he had an extraordinary background. Thus, it was normal for him to recognize the Hundred Tribulations Sacred Body.
However, he had never expected that after the Black Rock Ruins had been destroyed for ten thousand years, the Hundred Tribulations Sacred Body would still be in this world.
"Is it the same as what the Spirit Silkworm Mountain has? Or did he obtain the original technique?"
Wu Ming pondered for a long time. However, he still could not understand what was going on. He could only sigh, and then his figure gradually faded. He wanted to confirm how far these guys could go and whether they were worth it for him to save them.
However, what Wu Ming did not know was that his existence had long been detected.
"Bro, there seems to be a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator in front of us. He's probably not weak. You'd better avoid him, or else you might be in trouble!"
