In less than half a day, the news spread, like a stone stirring up a thousand waves.

Han Dong's name is like thunder, well-known in the south of the Yangtze River, and even some military generals secretly pay attention to Han Dong's preferences - antique cultural relics.

They didn't think much of it.

It's nothing more than a simple desire to show goodwill. Even if someone suspected that Han Dong was hiding a big secret, he was only slightly puzzled, and then shook his head silently.

It is still coerced.

Warriors can also be despised .

But the world that has reached the peak of the martial arts realm, no one dares to provoke it easily, even ordinary martial arts sects have to weigh it carefully.

......

The 36th floor of the Minghuang Commercial Building, a simple office.

Crunch.

An office chair in pitch-black leather, constantly turning.

The middle-aged man dressed in coarse linen clothes slowly turned his face, and the skin on his body was as clear as a sparkling diamond, like a god walking in the world.

He is the guardian of Jiangnan Province, Yu Liming.

Earlier, when Han Dong killed a general-level demon with a first-grade grade, Ning Moli once said hello to Yu Liming.

"Hmm. ”

Yu Liming, a man in sackcloth, raised his indifferent gaze and said softly: "Qi Kangzheng, you go to the Tieyang Sect and let them give a proper explanation." ”

Yu Liming's majestic voice, when it was transmitted, was like an unpredictable fluctuation through the wall.

"Yes!"

Outside the office, a reply rang out.

Click.

Yu Liming bowed his head slightly, as if he could see through the thick wall the brown back of the elevator leaving.

After a long time.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back, his eyes leisurely: "These days, I haven't seen Han Dong in person." As Ning Lao's only disciple, he must be more special. ”

"Warriors of the world. ”

"Elder Ning, it seems that I want to congratulate you in advance...... In a few years, the name of the Qingshan Sect will surely resound in the martial arts world. ”

After pondering for a while, Yu Liming sat on the office chair.

Crunchy.

As the leather seat turned, he dialed Ning Moli with a smile on his face

When it was time to dial through, his body actually leaned forward and bowed slightly, even if Ning Mo was not in front of him, he was still extremely respectful.

"Ning Lao. ”

Yu Liming looked into the microphone of his mobile phone and chuckled: "You should also know about Han Dong, right? I have to congratulate you in advance here...... In addition, in this Jiangnan Province, I will ensure that Han Dong is treated fairly, and please rest assured. ”

Two seconds passed.

Ning Moli was puzzled: "What are you talking about?"

He was telling Xiaoqian about the virtues of modesty and politeness, but Yu Liming suddenly called and said a bunch of inexplicable words.

If it was before, Ning Moli didn't care.

But the world is unpredictable, Yu Liminggui is the guardian of Jiangnan Province, and he is currently the top powerhouse in the land of China.

Ning Moli glanced at Xiao Qian, who was spinning in circles, his eyes flashed with a deep groan, put down the brand-new children's books, and walked to the side.

He asked, "What's wrong with my apprentice?"

Yu Liming was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly and concisely elaborated, emphasizing that Han Dong defeated the median military general Jing Cheng Ling, and as for the response of the Tieyang Sect, he didn't mention it at all.

A small martial arts sect is not allowed to be presumptuous.

If the Tieyang Sect dared to resent Han Dong, Yu Liming, as the guardian of Jiangnan Province, would naturally let him understand what irreparable consequences were.

"Ning Lao. ”

"The reputation of your apprentice has spread all over Jiangnan City, and it is estimated that the influence can spread to the surrounding provinces and cities. Yu Liming said with a smile.

"Oh. Ning Moli said lightly.

"Elder Ning, your reaction is too calm. Han Dong's world-class talent is absolutely rare in the world. Yu Liming was a little speechless, and rubbed his crystal clear eyebrows.

Immediately.

Ning Moli's voice was still indifferent: "General." ”

“......”

is as strong as Yu Liming, and he doesn't know what to say, so he simply chatted with Ning Moli for a few words and hung up the call...... But I can't stop admiring in my heart, I am worthy of Ning Lao, who has experienced strong winds and waves, and has the detached spirit of looking down on everything.

The other side.

Ning Moli picked up his mobile phone and put his hands behind his back.

The wrinkled old face was extremely rare for a moment, and slowly walked to about twenty meters away from Xiao Qian, before he lit a cigarette, and the corners of his mouth outlined an undetectable smile.

"Aoyama Sect—"

"Our Qingshan Sect!"

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The sun sets to the horizon, at dusk.

Twitter.

There are four or five brightly colored birds, hovering high in the sky, flying back and forth.

As a small martial arts sect, the Tieyang Sect has a full seven martial arts realms, at least in Jiangnan Province, it is relatively strong.

But today, the sect is in disgrace!

This is a serious stain on the entire sect, and it is difficult to wash away all the time.

......

The Criminal Law Hall of the Tieyang Sect.

This place is a simple structure of the middle punishment platform, surrounded by layers of regression stands.

One by one, the elders and disciples dressed in the clothes of the sect stood on the stands, looking at Cheng Ling and Cen Shaoyu who were kneeling on the punishment platform.

"These two people, they really deserve to die!"

"When they went out to carry out the mission of the sect, they actually tried to shelter the descendants of the demons, and they were guilty of a lot of sin, and no one would forgive them for their bad deeds. ”

"Needless to say. ”

"They will be spurned and despised. ”

Whether it was the elders or disciples of the Tieyang Sect, their faces were full of contempt, and their eyes were full of anger and disdain. There were even some military generals realm elders, whose faces turned red with anger.

No one complained about Han Dong.

Because this is the bottom line principle of the martial arts world - it is an unforgivable felony for martial arts practitioners to try to shelter the descendants of demons, for whatever reason.

Such behavior is not worthy of being a human being, and he is not qualified to be a disciple of the sect.

Click.

A female disciple with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes took out her mobile phone, adjusted the ultra-clear resolution camera, and took two pictures of Cheng Ling and Cen Shaoyu kneeling on the punishment table.

Side.

A soft-hearted female disciple persuaded: "Don't shoot, the spoon is also pitiful." You see, his face was crooked. ”

"Well deserved!"

The female disciple who took the picture raised her eyebrows: "Han Dong fought well! If it were me, he would have broken his muscles and bones." ”

The soft-hearted female disciple was speechless: "You are just a lower martial artist realm, and it is estimated that you can't beat Cen Shaoyu." ”

Hum.

There was a military general elder next to him who snorted coldly and glared.

Sympathy for Cen Shaoyu?

Even if he is the third son of the sect master, he must accept the punishment of the sect today, otherwise the centripetal cohesion of the Tieyang sect will definitely fall greatly.

Suddenly.

There was a heavy footstep sound in the distance, it was an old man in a red robe with white hair, every step seemed to be stepping on the air frequency, and the whole audience was stirring up the breeze, and the air flow was turbulent, rendering a dignified and angry atmosphere.

He is the master of the Criminal Law Hall, the Martial Sect Realm.

The audience cheered.

All are waiting for the verdict to be announced.

The red-robed old man walked towards Cheng Ling and Cen Shaoyu, and coldly announced the verdict: "Nian Cheng Ling has made great contributions, and he will be punished for implementing a five-year boundary obligation, and if he is less than five years, he is not allowed to leave without authorization." ”

"As for Cen Shaoyu—"

"Thinking that he is still young and uncertain, he is deprived of his martial arts qualifications, scatters his muscles, veins, bones and blood, and becomes an ordinary person for life!"

Anyway.

The red-robed old man took a step forward, rotated his right palm, and pressed towards Cen Shaoyu's head, and the frost that flowed clearly made the temperature here drop a lot, and it seemed that a cold wind was blowing.

"No!"

"That's just an ordinary animal! It's not a demon!" Cen Shaoyu cried bitterly in horror, as if there were countless explosions in his mind, and his face was no longer calm and calm, only panicked.

For the people of the sect, martial arts is a reliance on a living, and it is also a pursuit of a lifelong ideal. It is equivalent to the desire for money of ordinary people in contemporary society, and it is even stronger.

Imagine.

A billionaire who was impoverished overnight, no one could afford it.

Not to mention that after the abolition of martial arts, it will be difficult to pick up martial arts again for the rest of his life, and he will never be able to practice any martial arts again.

"A felony is unforgivable. ”

"Today, those who abolish your martial arts internal strength, scatter your muscles and bones, mess with your blood, and dare to shelter the descendants of demons are not qualified to practice martial arts. After the old man in the red robe finished pronouncing the sentence, his left palm suddenly fell on Cen Shaoyu's head, leaving no mercy.

Yes!

Cen Shaoyu screamed miserably, followed by a loud yell: "Father, save me!"