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Zheng Qian sent Lin Yunxi back first, Meng Fu was a girl after all, and it was not easy to live with Zheng Qian, so he went back to Lin's house with Lin Yunxi.

As soon as Zheng Qian arrived at the Qingjiang landscape, a domineering Land Rover suddenly rushed over at the door, the wheels rubbed on the ground with a screeching sound, and then a beautiful tail flick stopped in front of Zheng Gan at once.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to be able to scrap even the ink wolf, it's not easy!" said a cross-eyed man poking his head out of the car, the corners of his mouth full of sneers.

"Who is the ink wolf?Can you eat it!" Zheng Qian had already sensed that the comer was not good, but his face was still calm, and he did not have the slightest panic.

"It's hard to talk about!"

Cross-eyed pushed open the door and jumped off, and the boots studded with steel plates made a muffled sound as they walked on the ground.

"Boy, our boss Brother Yang wants to see you, let's take a trip!"

The cross-eyed pushed the door of the car, and there was a clang, and two more people came out from behind the car, both shirtless and with well-developed muscles like stones.

"Who is Brother Yang?" He said that I had to go over when he saw me, so wouldn't I be very faceless?" Zheng Qian directly ignored a few people and walked towards the Qingjiang Shanshui Community.

"Stop, look for death!"

Seeing that Zheng Qian didn't bird him at all, Dou Dou Eye was immediately furious, and his fist exploded suddenly, heading straight for Zheng Gan's head from behind.

"Humph!"

Zheng Qian snorted coldly, and without looking back, he directly backhanded a punch backhand, and the attacks of the two collided fiercely.

Zheng Qian's figure didn't move, but the cross-eyed man took a few steps back and crashed into the car all of a sudden.

"Get out of here!"

He shouted directly, since he experienced the thunder tribulation in the ghost city of Nahe Bridge, Zheng Qian felt as if he had endless strength in his body, and the application of that feather divine power had also been greatly improved.

If it had been before, he would have been able to fight a tie with that cross-eyed just now, but now he has the complete upper hand.

He was angry, but he had just obviously tested the gap in strength, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

It wasn't until Zheng Qian's figure disappeared into the community that he and the other two got in the car and left.

At this moment, in the private room of a high-end club in Hongshan, Seoul

A young man with a fair face sat comfortably in the middle of the sofa, with Erlang's legs crossed, and on his left and right there was a scantily clad woman with a towering chest fiddling with her might.

In front of the young man, there was a man standing, with his head bowed, his face a little ugly, it was the cross-eyed man who had troubled Zheng Qian before.

"Cockfighting, what's the matter? Even you lost to that kid?" the young man picked up a glass of red wine, shaking it slightly, and his expression was gloomy.

Cross-eyed is the third-ranked general under Brother Yang, and it was the fourth-ranked ink wolf who was abolished by Zheng Qian when he was in Fengdu before, and Guo Ge could only rank fifth earlier.

Fighting nodded, "Boss, that kid's strength can actually knock me back head-on, I think, unless the Blood Tiger strikes." ”

"Just a young boy, you can't clean up ......" The young man's eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was a little cold.

Cross-eyed trembled, and hurriedly said: "Brother Yang, I found that kid's girlfriend, I just went to the countryside with her mother a few days ago, I think as long as we can invite his girlfriend over, I don't believe that kid can't come!"

Brother Yang didn't speak, just stared at the wine glass in front of him.

Cross-eyed knowingly, respectfully exited the private room.

At the moment when he closed the door, Brother Yang's voice came faintly: "Clean hands and feet, this time it's a mess, come and see you!"

......

Zheng Qian sat in the living room fiddling with his mobile phone, he now belongs to the second-grade Yin Division, he was struck by lightning, and his strength can be increased so much.

And what's even more strange is that Zheng Qian found that among his circle of friends, there was an extra Buddha with a golden head for no reason, and there were three words on it.

"This is the Jizo King Bodhisattva, my master?" Zheng Qian muttered a little.

He suddenly remembered that that night, the ghost demon Dong Zhuo firmly clasped his neck that day, and he couldn't breathe at all, and at that critical moment, it was a golden light that burst out of his pocket that saved him, could it be this Jizo King Bodhisattva? He remembered that there was no Jizo King before.

He greeted the king of Jizo, but there was no response at all.

But at this moment, the news of Niu Tou came back: "New adult, is Master Meng Po okay?"

As soon as Zheng Qian thought of the little girl who only knew how to eat snacks and then accused him of being as cool as flying in the air, he was speechless for a while.

"Okay, great!" Zheng Qian responded, "By the way, Meng Po's divine root is damaged, how long will it take to repair it?"

"I don't know about this, it depends on Meng Po's own Taoism, hurry up for a few decades, slow down for a few hundred years!" Niu Tou replied.

Zheng Qian: "......"

Just as he was silent, Niu Tou suddenly sent a message.

"That's right, the new adult, you were in a coma that night, I forgot to tell you, Lu Bu and Dong Zhuo's ghosts and demons died together, and their souls were scattered, and before he died, Lu Bu gave you his Fang Tian painting halberd, and asked you to take good care of Diao Chan on his behalf. ”

"Fang Tian Painting Halberd?"

Zheng Qian was stunned for a moment, "What Fang Tian painted halberd, why don't I know?"

"You lifted your clothes, and there was an imprint of a Fang Tian painting halberd on your chest. Niu Tou continued: "However, your current Yin Virtue has not been able to unseal the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, after all, the Fang Tian Painting Halberd is not an ordinary weapon. ”

"How much does that take?" Zheng Qian asked with some emotion, touching the lifelike thumb-sized tattoo on his chest.

He had already begun to automatically make up for his appearance after getting Fang Tian's halberd, after all, when he was in the Three Kingdoms, Lu Bu's force could be said to be definitely the number one in the ranks, when the three heroes fought against Lu Bu, Zheng Gan still remembered this story.

"I don't know about that...... However, at the beginning, Lu Bu was a four-grade Yin Division. The bull head gave a vague answer.

"Four-rank Yin Division?" Zheng Qian was a little puzzled, upgrading the Four-Rank Yin Division, he would be struck by lightning at least twice.

However, he suddenly remembered a question: "What kind of Yin Si is Meng Po?"

"Meng Po is no less than Lu Bu, but I can't talk nonsense!" Niu Tou continued.

Just when Zheng Qian was chatting with Niu Tou, the medicine king took the initiative to find Zheng Qian.

"Are you still playing chess?" said the Medicine King's words very directly.

Zheng Qian was happy in his heart, he happened to have not much yin virtue in his hands, and he still owed 50,000 yuan to the medicine king, so he just took this opportunity to pay it off.

"Okay, where have you been these days?" Zheng Qian asked casually.

"Don't mention it, I'm tired!" the Medicine King sighed, full of helplessness.

"Let's hear it, are there any problems that the Medicine King can't solve?" Zheng Qian asked as he opened the chess software on his computer.