The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

How did it get involved with the City Lord's Mansion?

Even if he really doubted himself, someone from the yamen should come. What kind of power is this city lord's mansion?

Chen Xuan entered the room, grabbed Chi Yuan, put the three sharp weapons he had seized into a package, and walked back and forth in the room.

"What kind of person can mobilize the power of the City Lord's Mansion? Could it be that one of the remaining two chess players is from the City Lord's Mansion?"

Chen Xuan's heart surged.

This is trouble.

Now the people of the city lord's mansion have sealed off his residence, and if he forcibly makes a move, he will most likely be exposed.

And if that chess player is really from the city lord's mansion, it is possible to kill him directly without even needing evidence.

"Wait, how do the people in the City Lord's Mansion know that I live here?"

Suddenly, Chen Xuan thought of a key again.

Not many people know that he lives here.

Except for Huang Xiaofeng and the others, plus a few people from the yamen, no one else knew about it.

Could it be that they learned about it from Huang Xiaofeng?

Chen Xuan didn't want to fall into the trap, and wanted to slip away as soon as possible.

Shangguan Yan has now gone to Shaolin Temple in Huazhou, only Wang Yuanshan and Zhang Gaoqiu are left in the city, but these two people don't know their true identities, and their influence is far from enough to fight against the City Lord's Mansion!

Now he can't rely on these people.

Just when Chen Xuan was about to break out from one side, there was a knock on the door outside the courtyard.

"Is Shaoxia Chen there?"

A young man's voice sounded.

Chen Xuan's heart froze, and he stretched out his head to look, only to see that the landlord, Wang Twelve, had rushed out quickly and opened the courtyard door.

Several young people stood outside the courtyard gate.

The young man at the head smiled brightly, and said, "You are the landlord's twelfth brother, right? In the lower city lord's mansion, guest Qing Ye Feng, may I ask where Chen Xuanyuan and Chen Shaoxia live? Our city lord's mansion welcomes you!"

Wang Twelve seemed to be seeing the important figures of the City Lord's Mansion for the first time, and he couldn't help being slightly stunned, subconsciously pointing to Chen Xuan's residence.

Several young people smiled slightly and walked towards Chen Xuan's room.

Chen Xuan's face turned black.

His grandma's.

It's too late to leave now, there are four old men watching outside, and now a few young people are here, once they want to make a move, I'm afraid everyone will be alarmed in an instant.

He put down the package, squeezed out a smile, looked at several young people, and said with a smile, "How many people? I don't know what's the matter?"

Ye Feng smiled slightly, and said: "In Ye Feng, the lower city lord's mansion, our city lord wants to meet Chen Shaoxia."

"Oh? For what?"

Chen Xuan smiled.

"I'm just passing on the message, it's inconvenient to tell, please make amends."

Ye Feng smiled.

The young men behind him all stared at Chen Xuan coldly, holding the long sword tightly in their palms, full of vigilance and vigilance.

Chen Xuan took a deep look at them, and suddenly felt waves of obscure aura coming from east, west, north, south, and the four old men seemed to be staring at him coldly.

Chen Xuan cursed secretly, squeezed out a smile, and said, "Okay, let me take my sword!"

He turned and walked into the room.

Ye Feng smiled slightly, and said: "Chen Shaoxia, it is strictly forbidden for anyone to wear a sword in the City Lord's Mansion, it is better not to bring it."

Chen Xuan paused.

Banning swords?

His heart surged, this city lord's mansion definitely has bad intentions.

When he came up with the idea of ​​breaking out again, an old voice came from outside the door again, saying: "The old butler of the city lord's mansion, by the order of the city lord, come to invite Chen Shaoxia, invite Chen Shaoxia to a banquet!"

The voice was clear and distant, and it came into Chen Xuan's ears clearly, and every word could be heard clearly.

Chen Xuan's heart froze.

Another old immortal!

"Chen Shaoxia, please."

Ye Feng smiled slightly.

Chen Xuan squeezed out a smile and said, "Okay, okay."

He gave up the idea of ​​taking the sword, turned around and walked out the door.

Ye Feng and the others all smiled and followed quietly behind.

When he came to the gate of the courtyard, Chen Xuan noticed that at the intersection not far away, there stood an unremarkable old man in a gray robe, with gray hair and beard, and his breath was ethereal. After seeing Chen Xuan, he saluted slightly and led the way ahead.

At this time, the four old people who had been locked in the small courtyard before also came out, with a faint breath, quietly followed behind Ye Feng and the others.

Chen Xuan kept cursing in his heart, but he couldn't think of any countermeasures for a while.

All kinds of discussions on the street are still fermenting.

The people in the dark are still fueling the flames, digging out Chen Xuan's previous deeds one by one.

People from all walks of life are becoming more and more suspicious and feel more and more incredible.

"Ridiculous, it's simply too ridiculous, who is spreading rumors!"

"The demeanor of Chen Xuanyuan, the star of wisdom, is obvious to all. How could it be that bald iron turtle Chen Xuan, and it is even more impossible to be the cloud-turning demon!"

"You know it's hard to draw a dragon or a tiger, and if you know people, you don't know your heart, maybe it's true?"

"I think so too, otherwise why do so many evidences fit so well."