"If Mr. is willing to help, Yu can guarantee that Mr.'s identity will not be revealed, and the matter of today's action will not be mentioned to anyone. Yu Huan said in a deep voice: "The big boss behind the teahouse will also treat Mr. as a guest of honor." ”

Ning Yi smiled.

For what Yu Huan said, the promise of the previous part, he just shook his head and didn't take it to heart.

Yu Huan promised that his shot would not be leaked, and this sentence actually hid some suspense.

At this moment, Yu Huan still didn't boast about Haikou and talked in generalities, if this "Lord Yu" came with his mouth open and made some unrealistic promises, Ning Yi would not consider the possibility of making a move at all.

He just promised that no one else would know about Ning Yi's action today, but he did not guarantee that Dongjing would give up the investigation of this matter.

It can be seen from this point that the four realms of the Great Sui and the eastern realm are indeed the leader, Li Baijing's palm stretches the farthest, and there is a Mr. Manna beside him to assist him, and his style of acting gradually tends to be "mad".

For example, today, a dead soldier was sent to take the head of the first major division of the Law Enforcement Department with an edict "above board".

You can do all this crazy thing.

If he is really a stranger who meets in the water, he rescues him at this moment, and spoils the good things in the east, it is good not to be found, in case he is found out, even if he is thousands of miles away, with the momentum of the east border, it is impossible for the party to settle in Tiandu, only in the four realms of continuous wandering, once caught, to be cramped and skinned, hung in the glass lamp to light the sky lantern.

Who wants to provoke the East?

Ning Yi was not at all interested in Yu Huan's previous promise.

What he cares more about is the mysterious figure behind Lord Yu.

"In your mouth, the big boss behind the teahouse. ”

Ning Yi pressed the handle of the oil-paper umbrella with one hand, and faintly transmitted his voice.

"Who's that big boss?"

That's what he's really interested in.

In the Tiandu, the three divisions are infighting, vaguely divided into two big factions, on the table, Yu Huan is reluctant to stand in line, but now the situation is here, people who are unwilling to stand in line, where is the help behind them? East or west, do not stand anywhere, horizontal and vertical is equivalent to a "death" word.

No one is going to kill themselves.

Now it seems that Lord Yu Huan is almost at the end of his life.

If this Lord Yu is a pawn of the Western Territory's camp, Ning Yi will not come forward to be this great good man, the Western Realm will say hello to Ning Yi, and Lord Yu will change, and when he finds an opportunity to take off his head, he may be able to use a gentle means and leave a whole corpse, and the Eastern Territory will not remember "this favor".

Sitting in a wheelchair, with long gray hair, gradually becoming a snow-white Yu Huan, most of his mind was placed on the pull of the four flame chains in the manipulating the house, Pang Shan's body continued to expand, tearing clothes, cloth strips burning, chains colliding, making a loud sound, there were already traces of brokenness, mixed with the sound of clicking and clattering.

The old man's expression turned pale.

He stared at Pang Shan in the front, Ning Yi's voice floated into his ears, his expression was full of embarrassment, and finally his eyes were helpless, and he shook his head and said, "The person behind Yu, don't say it." ”

Ning Yi raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Lord Yu has a good plan." ”

This Lord Yu Huan, when he is dying, has a deep temperament, asks someone for help, but he is unwilling to say the backer behind him, who knows the truth behind this young director of the Law Enforcement Division, where is the sacred, take 10,000 steps back, if it is a white wolf with empty gloves, there is no one behind Yu Huan, and in the end, all the bills will be wiped on Ning Yi's head, and the anger in the east will pour down.

What else can Ning Yi do besides admitting that he is unlucky?

He wasn't stupid enough to do that.

Ning Yi made a gesture with one hand and let go of the handle of the oil-paper umbrella, shook his head helplessly: "If Lord Yu refuses to say, then I can only refuse to 'kindness'." ”

Yu Huan's voice was hoarse, and he said bitterly: "Does Mr. have any grudges against the Western Realm?"

Asked to the point.

Ning Yi thought for a while, and after a while, he said slowly: "There are grievances in the east and west. ”

Yu Huan nodded and said, "Okay, since Mr. is willing to be honest, then Yu can rest assured to tell the truth. ”

Yu Huan said that behind him, it has nothing to do with things.

Ning Yi thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Lord Yu, the fire in the house is raging, and you can't see what happened clearly outside, if you lie to me today, then the whole house will be killed by this 'Pang Messenger'." ”

Yu Huan heard the young man's words in the private room.

The man's potential meaning was that even if Pang Shan died, he would have a way to kill himself.

Ning Yi sighed and said, "I want to know his name." ”

The gray-haired old man, exhausted, hindered by the rules, thought about it again and again, and finally shook his head helplessly: "Sir, this is unspeakable." ”

Hear this.

Ning Yi pressed back on the oil-paper umbrella and said no more.

Yu Huan was a little desperate, his two dry calves were already scarlet, the bandages were broken one by one, and there was an invisible flame burning on the whole person's body, and he had paid too much price for supporting it so far.

The envoy surnamed Pang, who had cultivated to the extreme, walked out of the 100,000-mile mountain in southern Xinjiang, and was indeed a disciple of the Giant Spirit Sect, and he was a gifted and extremely outstanding kind, and his body had undergone countless tempering and polishing, not to mention that Yu Huan's incomparable flame was burned now, even if he added a rank, as long as he did not reach the "Star True Fire" of the Destiny Star Realm, he could bear it.

I don't have any other skills, but I have rough skin and thick meat.

What the two of them do is also very simple, wrestling.

Yu Huan is too old, if it is a momentary outbreak, he still has a glimmer of life.

Now in a stalemate, his nostrils overflowed with blood, meandering like two small snakes, and soon his face was all over his face, and his eyes gradually became blurred.

There was a popping sound.

Pang Shan tore off a chain with one hand, like a snake three inches, and threw his entire huge flame body on the ground, the floor and the chain were smashed to pieces, and two blazing flames bloomed, and then the messenger surnamed Pang stepped out, and the whole tea house rumbled and trembled, the physique of this Nine Realms martial artist, after the tempering of the Giant Spirit Sect, was much stronger than ordinary body refiners, leaned forward, and then huge inertia, the remaining three chains instantly straightened and shattered, crackling and splashing, and the boiling fire rain shot into the private room of the house, those young civil officials who did not choose to leave, some of the walls above their heads were directly smashed out of a pit by the chain fragments, and some of their robes were contaminated by the flames, shouted loudly in surprise, cowered and hid in the corner, hurriedly took off his clothes, and hurriedly patted it.

The wheelchair at the end of the corridor, the old man with scarlet legs, was covered in blood.

Yu Huan sat slumped on the chair, his eyes lowered, his qi was almost exhausted, and he was dying.

In the midst of the boiling, Pang Shan looked around, and he said blankly, "It stands to reason that at this moment, you should be given another chance to choose to escape, and those who are willing to enter the eastern realm can be like that Mr. Zhou Tingchao, go out of this wooden gate, and be rich and rich." ”

He paused and said: "It's a pity that Zai Xia is a rough man, from a despicable background, he has lived in fighting and killing since he was a child, and no one will ever give Zai a second chance, so in today's teahouse, everyone has to die." ”

After saying this, Pang Shan stepped forward, he did not rush to kill the gray long-haired old man who was paralyzed in a wheelchair first, but chose the nearest elegant house to him, and without looking at it, he smashed it out with a punch, and the curtain was shattered in an instant.

Rolling waves.

Spread out.

The old man Yu Huan, who was paralyzed in a wheelchair at the end of the corridor, coughed in pain, he no longer had more strength to support himself to form a spell to stop this lawless Eastern Realm maniac, and slowly raised his eyes at this moment, only to find that the room was silent.

The air waves are noisy.

The curtain burns, revealing a portal shape.

Pang Shan's punch did not directly kill the two people in the private room into slag.

A yellowed talisman, swaying in the air, suppressed a curtain, and this punch smashed the curtain, but did not smash this talisman.

The way of the formation talisman? This person is a stranger?

The envoy surnamed Pang had a lot of thoughts in his heart, but for a moment, he narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile, "Your Excellency is still in the mood to drink tea?"

Billowing smoke.

He couldn't see the specific faces of the two people inside.

But be able to see a rough outline.

The woman in the hood rests one hand resting restlessly on her knees, the scarf swaying, and the other hand resting on the palm of the "young man".

Ning Yi, who was sitting in a relaxed posture, smiled lightly, and the free hand was not placed on the hilt of the sword, but held the porcelain cup, blew lightly, and said, "Why not?"

"Since Your Excellency has such a Yaxing. Pang Shan said expressionlessly: "I will send you on the road later, remember to ask Hades for two more cups." ”

Ning Yi smiled and responded with a "good" word.

No one could see how his palm moved, the porcelain disappeared in an instant, and the next moment, a blood mist bloomed in front of Pang Shan, and in the left eye of the strong man, the porcelain cup exploded violently, just a thin "divinity" power, burrowing into the eye socket!

This is the "divine method" that Xu Qingyan said before, Ning Yi played with the porcelain cup, if he realized, he threw his hand at this moment, but he didn't expect the effect to be unexpectedly good, the divinity was out of the body, and the dripping water was heartfelt.

A howl of extreme pain.

The whole house shook the earth.

"I'm going to tear you up!"

Pang Shan covered his left eye with one hand, blood trickled down from the slit in his palm, and with his other hand, he turned his fist into a palm and slammed the talisman with a slap.

The "Taishan", which was originally not of high rank, was shattered in an instant.

After crushing the talisman, press it with one palm!

The shadow that covered the sky and the sun, like a seal of the sky, shrouded in an instant, fell on the top of Ning Yi's head-

Ning Yi's eyes suddenly turned cold.

He didn't press the sword with one hand because the position was too conspicuous.

Until this moment, the hand he threw out the tea cup fell with the trend, and finally "slowly" landed on his waist at this moment.

Pang Shan's only remaining right eye, the pupil contracted.

He could see the man's face and the man's waist.

It was an umbrella.

Also a sword.