Record of Chaos

　　 (712 people looking for a trace in the sea, surviving from death in a whirlpool)

　　 About an hour ago, Gou Zhu was walking alone in a narrow street in Jinyu City, his eyes constantly scanning the bustling crowd on the street. It's not that he has to act alone, but the scope of the search is too large, and everyone is acting separately.

　　 The senses and spirituality of the monks are much sharper than ordinary people, so Miao Zhong, Murongqing, Mu Yuan, Zhao Chong, and many monks under King Yun were sent out separately to look for Du Li's whereabouts. Only King Yun was still sitting in the palace, waiting anxiously for news.

　　 In Duneng's confession, the monk who was in contact with him wore a black cloak, and even covered his face. He only saw half of his chin. He was just a mortal and couldn't perceive the other's breath, so he didn't know who that person was.

　　 But Gochuk knew that since this monk concealed his identity, he would definitely not find a gambler named Duneng in the streets and alleys with great fanfare. There must be a group of middlemen in this matter.

After another brutal beating, Duneng confessed again that a gang named the Ebony Gang in Oak Street found him and got him to a gang of their gang before seeing the cloaked monk and signing blood there. Contract.

　　 When King Yun’s men arrived, the entrance to the hall was already empty. It is possible that when Du Neng was arrested, they felt bad. Gangsters are not comparable to duneng gamblers. They were all over the street like mice, but they disappeared after a little movement.

　　 Gouzhu found that this street really resembled the Qingshi Street where he had been walking since childhood. It is also such an ancient cyan stone paving that has been polished off the edges and corners and is covered with puddles, and the gaps in the stone slabs are covered with grass. There is also a flow of people, mixed with fish and dragons.

　　 The only difference is that this oak street is leaning on a not wide river with a dock on the river, which can eventually lead to the harbour east of Jinyucheng. Many years ago, the oak cut from the surrounding mountains was transported here and then shipped out to sea.

　　 After King Yun came to power, he no longer exported oak, but continued to import wood from overseas. As a result, the dock, which could only be used for export, became deserted. There was no wood in the surroundings, but it was full of casinos opened in secret.

　　 On the second floor of the wine shop opposite, there was a thin, gray-haired old man with a plate of wine and a pot of wine. He slowly sipped the wine while peering across the gap in the open window.

　　 At this time, he suddenly felt his stomach shrink violently, as if someone had poured red charcoal fire on his stomach, which made him feel a sharp pain, almost vomiting out all the meat and wine he had eaten this morning.

　　 "Boy, are you crazy?"

　　 was a thin young man in a gray short coat who looked like a pier helper, and punched him in the stomach for some reason. This punch was so powerful that he bowed his whole body back.

　　 This made him angry. After scolding, he fumbled back, and he took out a bright sharp knife and stabbed the young man unceremoniously in the abdomen. But he only stabbed half the distance, and his hand was firmly clamped by something like iron tongs, and he couldn't move at all.

　　 He looked up, and it turned out that the young man grabbed his wrist. The man's five fingers were almost five extremely cold daggers, and they were extremely hard to grasp in his hand. The cold air came from those five fingers, almost breaking his entire hand from the cold.

　　 The man gently shook his hand back, and he turned around involuntarily. The sound of broken bones came from his arm, but the pain was restrained by the terrifying cold. Before he had time to say something, a black dagger was placed on his neck and directly embedded in his flesh.

　　 "Are you from the Ebony Gang? Are you stalking here?"

　　 "My lord...you are laughing..." He immediately changed his smile, "The Ebony Gang are all villains, how could I..."

　　 He hasn't finished speaking yet, but he feels the dagger on his neck has gone deeper. He hurriedly craned his neck and shouted, "I said, I said, I'm just showing boss Wu to see the place..."

　　 The man asked in a deep voice, "If you dare to talk nonsense, I will dig out your throat. Did you hire a car yesterday?"

　　 Du Li’s people were ambushed in a casino in this area, and the scene was extremely clean, leaving no clues.

　　 Goujiu thought that it was simple for them to ambush Du Li and make the people around them unaware, as long as they set up the formation. But wanting to get people out to intimidate Mu Jia quietly, it's not that simple.

　　 It is impossible for them to carry a person out without being seen by the bustling people on the road. If the large and small teleportation symbols are used, then the emptiness fluctuates on the space channel all the way cannot be completely hidden. It was like fireworks from the sky, and everyone in the city could feel it.

　　The best way to accomplish this is to prepare a car. After the person is taken down, they are sent directly to the carriage, and then all the way out of the city, so as not to attract the attention of others.

　　 These monks are erasing clues all the way, naturally they don't want to reveal their identity. Of course they will not use their own carts and horses, nor will they hire a cart themselves. Just let the gangsters do this kind of chores.

　　 The entrance of the ebony gang retreated in a hurry, and they would definitely leave someone watching in secret. He glanced at the eyes of all the people walking around here, and finally came to the second floor of this wine shop with a good view, and caught the thin old man.

　　 "Yes... did hire a car... and..."

　　 "What else?"

　　 "There is another boat..."

　　 Sure enough, he guessed right. After taking down Du Li, this group of monks got into the carriage. They sent her to the dock first and then boarded another boat.

　　 It's far easier to find the boat owner than to find the Ebony Gang. After another torture, Gou Zhu finally knew where Du Li had been sent. They didn't go down the harbour with the current, but instead went upstream to the Fairy Lake in the canyon outside Jinyu City.

　　 Gouzhu didn't wait for others to meet. At this time, the sooner he arrived one point, the more likely it was that Mu Jia and Du Li would survive. Even if he couldn't beat those Purple Mansion cultivators, as long as he could disrupt the opponent's plan, it was good.

　　 He sent the message to King Yun and Miao Zhong, and flew high into the sky by himself, calling out the Phoenix-blood Kite. With a long cry, the big bird flew to the Fairy Lake outside the city like a bolide.

　　 Although Jinzhou is coastal and low-lying, its surface has been eroded by running water for hundreds of millions of years, and there are many deep valleys.

　　 Fairy Lake is at the foot of Qiongtai Mountain, more than 20 miles outside the city. It is a large green lake embedded in the canyon, which is formed by the gathering of mountain streams and filled with huge rocks. The terrain here is long and narrow, with more than ten miles in length, but only a few miles at the widest point.

　　 was originally a blue mirror-like lake surface, but now it is like a loophole, the surface of the water is huge and an obvious whirlpool. It was as if a hole had appeared in the bottom of the lake, and all the water was spinning to the big hole in the bottom of the lake. It's just that the lake water has not decreased. There was a loud sound of water rumbling.

　　Underwater is another scene. Numerous gold-dipped filaments spun crazily, forming a golden cone woven like silk. And above the cone is another huge upside-down white cone, which is the huge funnel formed by the lake whirlpool. Mu Jia and Du Li were struggling to support them under the golden cone.

　　 This is an excellent mechanism for Mu Jia. Even if there is no one on the other side, it will start perfectly.

　　 After Wu Qingyu had to take down Du Li by himself, in order to try his best to separate the relationship between the Wu family and this matter, he deliberately made this design.

　　All he ambushes at the bottom of the lake are monks hired by money. Even if all of these people died, no relationship with the Wu family could be found. Then he asked the master of formation to set up the formation at the bottom of the lake, so that everyone in the Wu family would withdraw ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ without leaving any clues.

　　 Although this formation has been running, only Mu Jia's blood can really activate it. Once it is activated, it will be like demolishing a dyke, the huge potential energy of the lake will be drawn and set off a horrible whirlpool. Numerous gold-duty threads that have been arranged underwater are driven by the whirlpool, and will be twisted into a ball, and any creatures in it will be minced into flesh.

　　 It takes a long time from when it is activated until it is fully activated. However, the formation division of the formation has already calculated that if you want to untie the immortal cord on Du Li's body, it will take much longer than the time to fully activate the formation. So as long as Mu Jia persists, then these two people will undoubtedly die!

　　 Even so, Mu Jia and Du Li both used their full strength to infuse mana and true energy into the Sansheng Grass. These aquatic plants grew everywhere, entangled the gold-duty threads all over, and became thicker and thicker, which partially prevented the strangulation of the gold-duty threads.

　　 But with the power of the two of them, it is almost impossible to fight the whirlpool of the lake. This swirling current only takes a few hours before it can calm down when the lake's currents are exhausted. But they cannot last until that time.

　　 Du Li was already injured. At this time, she mobilized the true qi to the extreme. She was too turbulent, hurting her meridians, and bleeding from the seven orifices of her mouth, nose and eyes. But she sat cross-legged, surrounded by Aoki Jinqi. The cyan aura wanders around the body like a dragon. She couldn't speak, but a thought kept tumbling in her mind, and she couldn't help but ask:

　　 "Master, knowing that you must die, why do you have to die together?"

"Huh!" Mu Jia, who also turned his magic power to the extreme, stood up abruptly in the rapids, flicked his sleeves, and said angrily, "I practice the Qingmu Longevity Kungfu. I don’t know how the dead words are written!"