"Phew!"

Rao is queen is well-informed and scheming, and she couldn't help but gasp, her hand holding the handkerchief trembled involuntarily, and then grabbed it, pressed it her lips, and tried her best to hide the horror caused by the fifteen buckets in her heart.

"The mourning family knows, Shen Aiqing, you should step back first. ”

"No. ”

Shen Bing snapped his fist, immediately stood up, kicked back a few steps, turned around and pulled the door open, retreated, and gently closed the door, guarding the door straight.

"Who is he, what is he going to do?" Jiang Yuan sat on the couch, took the handkerchief away, and found that it was stained with a layer of red lipstick, a piece of red lipstick, red as blood, the blood of countless people who fell in her to the pinnacle of power.

Along the way, Jiang Yuan has killed countless people, will this guy who once couldn't press a fart become a new obstacle?

Never allowed!

Jiang Yuan's eyes flashed with coldness, although a few intimate henchmen were injured, and there was no news of them, but she still had the power of one person and ten thousand people in her hands, as long as there was power, why worry about no cannon fodder?

"Boy, no matter who you are, no matter who you are instructed and bewitched, since you choose to go against the old lady, then there is only one way waiting for you - that is death!"

"General Shen, prepare a sedan chair, the mourning family is going to see Your Majesty!"

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuan tore the handkerchief to shreds, and shouted at the door with a gloomy face......

The horned horse's hooves are piercing, where they pass, the pedestrians on the street automatically dodge, and soon come to the front of a tall mansion in the center of the city, which is a building similar to the ancient deep house compound in the secular world, the gatehouse is more than ten zhang high, and there are three big characters on it: "Prime Minister's Mansion".

On one side, four red lanterns with a diameter of two meters set off the whole mansion solemnly, and the two stone lions in front of the door, more than one foot high, opened their teeth and claws, and glared angrily, adding a bit of oppression to the top.

"Big ...... Adult, to ...... It's here!"

The mustache wiped a handful of cold sweat from his forehead, and stammered, although he saw that his back straightened up slightly, but as soon as he saw Lao Ni's low blue indigo face, the little bottom cyclone he had just given birth was like a balloon full of air meeting a sharp awl, and it immediately deflated.

A guy who can even control the monster wildebeest, it doesn't take much effort to kill him than to crush an ant, what kind of existence are these three?

"Let's go inside. ”

Mu Ping flew down from the horn horse and took the lead in walking up the stone steps.

"Vice Captain Qi, are you back? Madame is waiting for you?"

When the four house slaves who were also wearing black suits and standing at the door to guard the door, they immediately came down from the steps, stretched out their hands to hold the wildebeest, and spoke respectfully, but as soon as they saw Mu Ping and the three of them taking the lead on the steps, they immediately lowered their faces, stretched out their hands to stop them, and said angrily: "Who are you? Do you know what kind of place this is? Are there any rules!"

"Get out of the way!"

Without waiting for Mu Ping to speak, Lao Hei took a step forward and opened his mouth to release poison, but was stopped by Mu Ping's transmission.

Four domestic slaves in the foundation building period, killing chickens with knives?

"I calculated it, I calculated it, it was a great omen in the house today, but there were three nobles coming to the door, and it was ...... ......"

As soon as the curtain of the car was lifted, the middle-aged warlock jumped out of the car, but when he saw the three of Mu Ping's master and servant, the words that came to his mouth were swallowed back by him.

Mu Ping glanced at this warlock with a roe head and rat eyes, and said in his heart, people can't be good-looking, and the sea can't fight, I didn't think that this obscene guy really has some ability.

In a flash, Liu Fei's shadow appeared in his Zhihai, old friend, are you okay?

"Vice Captain Qi, these ...... Are they all the masters you invited back to treat the master?"

A relatively calm man in a strong suit looked at Qi Ting suspiciously.

"Ahem!"

Qi Ting coughed dryly twice and said, "Old Seven, is the master's illness better?"

"It's not good, it's very bad, I coughed up blood all morning today, I'm afraid it's ......"

"If you don't want your master to die, why don't you lead the way?"

Mu Ping opened his mouth indifferently, his spiritual power had already locked in the inner hall, and on a large bed, an old man with a skeletal shape was lying on the bed, terminally ill and dying.

"Everyone, please!"

Lao Qi walked a few steps, opened the door, and invited Mu Ping into the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The whole Xiangfu covers an area of about three acres, although it is not particularly prosperous, but also the corridor pillars flow Zhu, the corridor is curved, antique, the style is abnormal, compared with the secular Jiangnan garden, not to mention much.

"This son is invited, the villain Bai Yifei, the second disciple of the Qihuang Sect, may I ask the son's surname?

While walking, the middle-aged warlock came to Mu Ping's side, clenched his fists, and said with a smile.

"Qihuang Sect?"

Mu Ping frowned slightly, I don't know why, as long as he mentioned this and that sect, he unconsciously remembered the Fire Dragon Sect and the cult in the world, and he didn't like it by nature, these self-proclaimed organizations always made people think of some bad things, not as good as the Tianqing Sect and the Qilin Sect, which were tall and orthodox.

"Ben Shao is a loose cultivator, there is no door and no school, so don't mention it. ”

Mu Ping quickened his pace slightly.

Bai Yifei was a self-acquaintance, and he was not discouraged by Mu Ping's cold words, on the contrary, he aroused his interest, walked a few steps to follow, and said: "I admire a master like Gongzi, this is a matter, can you ask Gongzi to appreciate his face, and we will conspire to get drunk?"

Mu Ping didn't say anything, but he was secretly surprised in his heart, you know, what he is using at the moment is a high-level martial art - Feng Dun, there are few who can catch up with him, which Cheng thought that this Bai Yifei could easily catch up, this light skill is really not to be underestimated.

Could it be that this guy pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger? Is it a god monk?

He watched carefully and found that what Bai Yifei performed was a kind of weird footwork, as light as catkins, although his cultivation was only the first layer of Yuanying, but this footwork was comparable to that of a second-layer monk of the gods.

He suddenly remembered the ancient saying that the Chinese sages said - "Threesomes must have my teacher", it is really endless to learn!

"Hehe, this is the easiest footwork in my Qihuang Sect, if the son likes it, he is willing to teach it?"

Like a roundworm in Mu Ping's stomach, as soon as Mu Ping tilted his head, Bai Yifei saw his thoughts and opened his mouth with a smile.

"Really, thank you, Brother Bai?"

Mu Ping clenched his fists and arched his hands, and said with a smile: "The little brother was a little rude just now, and I also hope that my brother Tai Haihan is under Zhang Qiang, and there is no door and no faction." ”

"Brother Zhang, please?"

Bai Yifei did not doubt that he had him, and as soon as he patted the ring, a ruler of more than a foot long emerald green jade slip automatically flew out, was held in his hand, brushed a little bit, engraved a set of exercises, and handed it to Mu Ping, saying: "You and I meet is fate, and this exercise will be sent to my brother." ”

Mu Ping took the jade slip and showed an imperceptible smile on his face.