Liu Lang clearly remembers that a few hours ago, Mo Ziyan said that her mobile phone would never be turned off. If she did, something must have happened. Although to a large extent, it was just a joke, but really happened, Liu Lang heart or hit a sudden.
After the car pulled over, Liu Lang took out the immortal compass and positioned Mo Ziyan's position.
Later, she was surprised to find that in only about two hours, Mu Xueqing had left more than 100 kilometers away from the capital city. At present, she is located in the mountainous area in the west of the capital.
"What are you doing in the mountains at this time?" Liu Lang frowned for a moment, took out his mobile phone, searched the Internet, and found that Mo Ziyan's place was not a tourist attraction.
Mo Ziyan is in charge of the intelligence work in the watchman. In principle, she will not go to the front line to carry out the task. Liu Lang thought for a moment, and as soon as she turned around, the car ran to Mo Ziyan's position and sped away.
If, did not have mo Ziyan before that accident just shut down the words, Liu Lang may not care, but at this time think of that sentence, he always feel in the dark, in giving him some kind of hint.
Anyway, it takes only three hours to go back and forth for more than 100 kilometers. It's worth buying a peace of mind in three hours.
A few minutes later, the jeep arrived at the entrance of the highway. Liu Lang was just about to stop to get a card. The crossbar actually lifted up. It seems that Mo Ziyan is right. The car is unobstructed wherever it goes.
In this case, Liu Lang doesn't need to be reserved.
After getting on the high speed, I stepped on the accelerator, and the speed quickly increased to more than 200 kilometers per hour. Even so, the car is still very stable. Obviously, this low-key jeep is modified.
It is expected to be more than an hour's journey, but Liu Lang drove very fast, only half an hour, the car got off the highway.
According to the instructions of the compass, Liu Lang drove the jeep onto the mountain road. After driving for about ten minutes, he stopped in front of a villa.
This villa is not a village inhabited by mountain people, but a kind of tourist resort. The villa is built in splendid splendor. At the door is a huge blue stone with four big characters carved on it - Biquan villa.
The villa, at first glance, is a place to receive rich people.
The village is desolate, but there is no place for the front and back of the village.
To build such a villa here, either your head is pretty funny, or it is for other purposes.
Liu Lang stopped at the entrance of the villa. Soon, a young man in security clothes came out and asked with a cold face, "what do you do?"
"Cultivator?" At a glance, Liu Lang was surprised to find that the security guard in front of him turned out to be a practitioner in the early stage of quenching body state.
In the secular world, even at the level of master Tan, it is impossible for practitioners in the early stage of quenching state to look at the gate. It seems that there is something wrong with Biquan villa.
"Are you a resort and do you receive tourists?" Liu Lang pretended to be indifferent and asked with a smile.
"It's a private place. It doesn't receive tourists. You'd better go." The security guard of the quenched environment said something in a bad breath and then returned to the security room inside the door.
"It seems that something happened to Mo Ziyan." The watchman is ultimately the power of the secular world. Before the big sister and other members like him, it has been regarded as open.
With Mo Ziyan's level, it is impossible to contact the power of Biquan villa.
Liu Lang still doesn't know what's going on inside the villa. In order to avoid disturbing Mo Ziyan's safety, Liu Lang turns around and drives the car to a hidden place to put down, and then returns to Biquan villa.
Biquan villa is built along the mountain. There is a wall in front of it, and it is connected with the mountain at the back. With Liu Lang's accomplishments, even the cliffs can be easily crossed. Therefore, he chose to enter Biquan villa from the back.
The process of sneaking in was very smooth. There was no guard at all behind the villa.
Liu Lang moves cautiously toward the center of the villa, because the immortal shows that Mo Ziyan is in the center.
All the way, Liu Lang didn't meet anyone.
The whole villa is not small, so it seems empty.
Liu Lang did not hear the voices until he was close to the center, and walked forward a few steps. Liu Lang jumped to the top of a two-story building and looked down at Mo Ziyan's direction.
"Hiss..."
When Liu Lang saw the situation not far away, he could not help but take a breath of cold air.
In the open space surrounded by houses, a dozen corpses were lying in all directions. The marble floor was completely stained with blood.
At the edge of the open space, there are two stone piles. A man and a woman are tied to the stone piles. The woman is mo Ziyan. As for the man, Liu Lang also knows him. He is mo Ziyan's father, Mo Qianfan.
In front of the pile, four or five people stood.
A 40-50-year-old middle-aged man, with his hands on his back, sneered at Mo Qianfan and said, "master Mo, you are really heartless. After so many people have died, you still don't open your mouth. Now, only your daughter is left. Let me ask you one more question, where is the key of Mo family treasure house hidden"Flying sand gate?" After listening to the middle-aged man's question, Liu Lang immediately guessed its origin, and then looked at his accomplishments. Only the peak of Qi refining state belonged to the level of being crushed by him.
Mo Qianfan's face was livid, turned his head, looked at the blocked mouth, unable to speak Mo Ziyan, bit his teeth, and finally chose silence.
"Good!" The middle-aged man hated and nodded, "since you are stubborn, don't blame us for our impoliteness. Your daughter is so beautiful that you can kill her directly. It's a pity that my younger martial brothers practice all day long and have strong virtual fire. Let them vent the fire first."
"You brutes
Mo Qianfan can't calm down any longer, breaking a big curse.
"Hum!" The middle-aged man sneered and motioned a young man behind him to untie the rope on Mo Ziyan's body.
The young man had only the later cultivation of quenching state. After getting the order, he flashed an obscene smile in his eyes, rubbed his hands, went to the stone pile, reached out his hand and touched Mo Ziyan's cheek. At the same time, he said with a smile: "don't worry, we'll make you a dead ghost. After a while, you can enjoy it. The ability of the cultivator is much better than those ordinary people..."
"Hiss!" However, before he finished his words, there was a red streak in front of his eyes. The next moment, the hand he stretched out fell to the ground.
Strangely, there was no blood flowing from the fracture.
"How does it smell like barbecue?" The young man turned his back to his companion, so the others didn't notice anything. One of them, who had a very keen sense of smell, asked suspiciously.
www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!