When I saw the east bank of Liantang, the sky was almost completely dark.

You can vaguely see many people gathering on the shore.

After all, Si'antang Street sent four corpse-retrieval teams, twenty powerful blood-transforming warriors.

But since the sunset and dusk, they have been waiting for the blood-transformed warrior they sent to come back with the news.

But the more I waited, the more anxious they felt, and they felt that it was not good because no ship appeared in their sight.

The north and southwest San'antang Street is destined to be unable to wait.

Only on Dongantang Street, you can see a boat coming back.

And they also saw people on the boat.

I knew someone made them both happy and surprised. The happy thing was that their ship was back and there were people on the ship, but they were shocked that the number of people on the ship seemed to be wrong, and there was only one person?

There was a noise on the shore, and when the boat approached a little more, they saw clearly that there was really only one person!

The noise of the crowd became louder and louder, but no one dared to approach the shore at will, they just waited silently.

Until in the dark sky, the people on the boat jumped down from the boat.

The family was in charge of the affairs, and the merchants sent warriors to approach and confirm carefully.

The warrior sent out quickly began a bit of cumbersome inspection procedures with the disembarkor, and then brought the man over.

The aristocratic family manager and merchants walked over quickly, and they realized that the person who came back was Zhou Fan.

"What happened?"

"Why are you the only one who comes back?"

"Where are the others?"

The manager of the aristocratic family and the merchants looked shocked and asked in surprise.

"Do you want to say it here?" Zhou Fan glanced at them.

The manager of the aristocratic family and the merchants immediately came to their senses, and asked the warriors to disperse the crowd and walk towards Tang Street.

The warriors on the road tried to come over to ask, but they could not get close to Zhou Fan. The manager of the aristocratic family and the merchants shouted loudly to ask them to go back and wait for news.

After a long time of struggle, Zhou Fan gathered with the other eleven people in a large house.

Zhou Fan began to tell the story of what happened to their trip. The real focus was naturally on the Black Evil-level Wulianjun.

However, Zhou Fan made some modifications, such as hiding the fact that he killed fifteen blood-transforming warriors, after all, this was a little horrible.

He pushed the whole story on Wu Lianjun, which sounded more credible.

"Since you have met the Lord of Wu Lian." The three blood-transforming warriors who stayed in Tang Street showed lingering fear on their faces.

Even if the person in the house did not recognize the Lord of Wu Lian, after Zhou Fan said this, he knew the terribleness of the Lord of Wu Lian.

After all, that's a black evil-level monster.

"Then are they all dead?" Some merchant couldn't help asking.

"To be honest, I don't know that we fought a fierce battle. During this process, we were killed by Mr. Wu Lian. We had to fight against Mr. Wu Lian, but we were still defeated. Later we were broken up." Zhou Fan said lightly.

"I and the other three lucky enough to escape to Area B on a boat, and the Lord of Wu Lian did not chase him again."

"It's just that the three of them were infected with the poison and were seriously injured and could not support Tangjie, so they didn't come back. They just asked me to bring back their suicide notes. I don't know if the three of them died. As for the situation of the rest, I don't know even more..."

After they heard Zhou Fan finish speaking, the room was silent.

Zhou Fan was not injured at all, but the people in the house did not doubt it, because before leaving the boat, they knew that Zhou Fan was very strong. If someone really could come back alive, it would be him.

It’s nothing to be hurt, and even if they are suspicious in their hearts, only Zhou Fan survived at the moment. Who dares to question a powerful warrior of the blood-transformation stage?

At least the people in the house dare not, they can only believe it.

Zhou Fan didn't care whether they believed it or not. He said this just to reduce trouble.

In the eyes of these acquirers who are interested in interests, there are benefits and disadvantages after so many blood exchange segments die.

The advantage is that the five Qiji Pills they promised have become one, and even no other San'antang Street may have to be given.

The disadvantage is that the blood exchange section is a large loss, so it is greatly difficult for them to collect good materials for a long time. Of course, the premise is to solve the problem of the Master Wu Lian who they didn't know was dead.

"In addition to Master Wu Lian, there are more serious problems." Zhou Fan frowned slightly.

"Brother Zhou, what do you mean?" Liu Kanshu asked slightly in amazement.

"From the words of the Lord Wu Lian, he said that he came from Gui District, the center of the tenth district of Qiliantang. The reason why he killed us humans was because his master was about to wake up, and he did not allow us humans to enter Qiliantang again." Zhou Fan said.

"June Wulian comes from Gui District."

"He has a master!"

"His master is about to wake up, so what kind of weird is his master? How strong is he?"

Everyone in the house showed fear on their faces.

"I don't know, these words were said by Mr. Wu Lian. I can't confirm the truth or falsehood. According to his words, the master has more than one servant." Zhou Fan said one of the messages again.

The eleventh person's face became solemn, and the news Zhou Fan brought back was too amazing.

"I know so much. I want to ask everyone here, have you been in Tang Street for so long, and no one knows Gui District?" Zhou Fan looked at the eleven people and asked.

He was very alert to what the so-called master said. Strictly speaking, the so-called master was forced to death by him, and the remaining nineteen people were in danger. He was afraid that the so-called master would wake up and find trouble for him.

No one can tell how strong he is, a monster like the black evil-level monster like the King of the Legend of the Lord, who is convinced by his servants?

That's why he hopes to learn some relevant information from the eleventh population.

"We really don't know." A manager of a noble family smiled bitterly, "Qianlian Pond is very complicated, there are countless monsters inside. Tang Street has had several redestructions and reconstructions, and the acquirers have replaced several batches."

"At least we have not been able to enter Gui District yet, and we really know nothing about Gui District."

The rest of the people agreed with what the aristocratic family manager said. Not to mention Gui District, even Ren District, they didn't know much.

"I have heard of a rumor about Gui District." The old merchant thought for a while.

"What rumors?" Zhou Fan asked.

"Qiliantang was not called Qiliantang before, and Gui District was not called Gui District." The merchant hesitated for a moment, "Qiliantang was called Desolate Pond before, and Gui District was called Gui District."

"This is what I heard from other places. It is called the Desolate Pond because a long time ago, there was always a very desolate crying sound from the bottom of the water. I heard that for some reason, we humans planted lotus in it."
Chapter completed!