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Late at night. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The atmosphere in Cui's study was a little tense, and Cui Boyi only ordered someone to light two candlesticks, and paced anxiously in the study, as if waiting for something.

Suddenly, the peach door of the study was pushed open with a squeak, and a proud figure appeared in front of him, and Cui Boyi's face finally showed a look of joy.

"Chief Chu, please take a seat. Cui Boyi's words were still warm and approachable, but the middle-aged man didn't seem to appreciate it very much.

"Cui Shangshu, you don't have to be so polite, I don't know when I want to discuss with Zaixia, Chu didn't notify His Majesty when he left the palace this time, so he can't stay here for too long. The middle-aged man didn't look him in the eye even when he was talking to him. In the past, even if Cui Boyi was not angry on the spot, he would secretly scold that person behind his back, but at this time, he was still smiling, and he couldn't see anything abnormal at all.

"Cui has something he wants to ask the leader of Chu for help, as for the reward. Cui Boyi smiled quietly and stretched out two fingers.

The middle-aged man glanced at Cui Boyi with slanted eyes, and pursed his lips. "Cui Shangshu's handwriting is not small, I don't know who offended you. ”

"Wuhou Shizi, Lin Ji. A sharp light flashed in the corner of Cui Boyi's eyes, and then it turned flat.

The middle-aged man's face changed when he heard this name. "Someone Chu can't help with this matter, Cui Shangshu should find someone else, and he has never been here tonight. After the middle-aged man said this, he was about to push the door and leave, but was stopped by Cui Boyi at the moment.

"Leader Chu, don't worry, I will find someone to solve the old man you are worried about. You just have to kill him. Cui Boyi's left hand kept tapping on the desk in front of the desk, leaving a series of sounds in the silent study, but the ears of the middle-aged man at this time were particularly harsh and ugly.

"Who else did you invite?"

"Xuanjian Men Ning Cheng, who ranked fifteenth on the martial arts list this time. Cui Boyi's hand tapping on the table suddenly stopped, and his voice suddenly increased, as if he was very confident.

"I don't know why Cui Shangshu wants to lower such a big arm, but it is very difficult for the people of Xuanjian Sect to invite. After the middle-aged man retracted the steps he was about to step out of the study, he looked with interest at Cui Boyi, the secretary of the military department in front of him, who was a whole head shorter than himself, and showed a hint of an imperceptible smile.

Cui Boyi's eyes suddenly flashed a trace of kindness, and then said slowly: "Leader Chu only needs to do it, as for the reason, there is no need to know too much detail." I will contact the leader again when and where, and as for the reward, Leader Chu can go to Cui's study to get it after the matter is over. Cui Boyi finally showed the courage that an imperial scholar should have, straightened his waist slightly, put his hands behind him, and said in an outstanding tone.

"Then Chu is here to thank Cui Shangshu for his generosity. The middle-aged man smiled loudly and stretched out his hand to push the door open, but the figure disappeared into the night sky in the next moment, and no trace was seen again.

Cui Boyi's hand behind him couldn't help but tremble in the air, and it took a long time before he calmed down, and then sighed to himself and said, "Zhun Er, that's all my father has done for you, and it's up to you to do the future." ”

After Cui Boyi's words fell, behind the screen in the study, a young man in a fancy costume walked out, knelt down in front of Cui Boyi, and said loudly: "Thank you father for your success." ”

The spring in Zhongjing is short, like a white horse passing through the gap, avoiding the season when the grass grows and the warbler flies, it can be regarded as officially entering the scorching summer, God will not care if you are ready to meet the summer, anyway, it still comes with its swift steps.

The day of the Heavenly Palace exam is getting closer and closer, and the entire Yingtian Academy seems to be gradually boiling for those two only places.

Wherever there are people, you can hear all kinds of gossip about the Tiangong exam, Gao Sheng sat and squatted in the study room day and night, saying that this is the best way to exercise perseverance, and once he wanted to pull Lin Ji, but Lin Ji escaped alive, Lin Ji felt that he was crazy.

And Ye Yang Shiyi was indulging in the study of martial arts and trick reasoning all day long, and he told Lin Ji that once his pure cultivation was deliberately suppressed by the academy on the day of the exam, it would be good for him to have a martial art. As for Lin Ji, he lived a regular life of three points and one line such as the academy, the Fengchun teahouse, and the wine shop, and the tight Tiangong exam did not seem to have much impact on this son who came out of Canghai City.

Today's Fengchun Teahouse seems to be more leisurely than in the past, there is only one table of guests sitting on the entire floor, and sitting at the corner of the stairs is a young sword-wielding man, the man has a handsome face, his long hair is tied high, and he is wearing a white brocade robe, like an immortal.

Lin Jimai stepped into the teahouse and glanced at the position that should have belonged to Xing Lao, but now it was occupied by the man, so he had to turn around and smile bitterly at the old man.

Of course, the old man didn't care about this, but when he saw the young man, his brow was already tightly furrowed.

Lin Ji's footsteps to enter the teahouse were stopped by Xing Lao, but after a while, he let go of Lin Ji's sleeve after a soft sigh.

Lin Ji also seemed to notice Xing Lao's strangeness, and glanced at the man sitting at the corner of the stairs with his hands behind his back, clasping them tightly together.

Judging from his experience and intuition of many deaths, he was definitely a master, but when Xing Lao said the two words, Lin Ji's body began to tremble.

But his footsteps did not stop there. Because even if he turned away, then this immeasurable realm master would have a hundred ways to make him die without a corpse.

"Knock knock knock......" Lin Ji's footsteps going upstairs were the only sound in this teahouse at this time, but at this time, it was like thunder in Lin Ji's ears.

Xing Lao went upstairs with Lin Ji's body, but his right hand, which had broken two fingers, was always behind him, and he could faintly see white light and fingertips circulating, and his robe was windless.

"Are the old-timers warning the younger ones not to act rashly? The young man gently held the teacup on the table in the palm of his hand, and the strange thing was that the tea in the teacup actually spun up on its own, and the fragments of tea were completely floating on the whirlpool on the water, but the sound was terrifying.

Lin Ji still didn't stop, but Xing Lao stopped going upstairs, and then turned around silently to look at the young man holding a teacup.

"You're about to break through the Infinite Primal Realm, it seems that Qilin Hall's evaluation of you is a little low. To the surprise of Lin Ji and the young man, Xing Lao began to go downstairs.

The young man's eyes lit up, and then he raised his eyebrows slightly.

"It is rumored in the world that Xing's seniors' cultivation is self-taught, it seems that what he said is true, the old-timers can start their own sects, why do they want to take care of the home for the murderer. After the young man poured a cup of hot tea for the old man who had not sat down opposite, he gently dragged his left hand, and the teacup spun up without anyone touching it, and flew towards Xing Lao.

Lin Ji was still sitting in the seat he was used to, holding his breath, and did not make any unusual expressions about this situation, but his heart was already turbulent.

Lin Ji suddenly felt that this restaurant he often came to was a little unfamiliar, and looked around again at the familiar teahouse, and determined the escape route to lean on his nearest window, which made him feel much more relieved.

"Murderer? I don't quite agree with you. Xing Lao took the teacup hanging in the air, took a sip and said softly.

"Killing people for righteousness, Lin Jinrong didn't kill people for no reason, how can he be said to be a murderer. ”

"After all, he still killed it, especially the pit that killed the 200,000 soldiers of Da Mangjin, which is even more shocking to the world, and everyone who cultivates us should be punished. ”

Xing Lao finally became a little impatient when he heard this, and looked at the young man with disdain, and spit out the tea he had swallowed back into the teacup.

"You Xuanjian Sect people always love to find such and such righteous and awe-inspiring excuses for the sake of people's lives, and you will never say how much silver you have taken. ”

The young man's face was slightly red, but he regained his composure and calmness in a moment, which was the instinct of a good cultivator.

The young man's sword was so small that it could not even be called a sword. The incomparably small sword began to tremble a moment after Xing Lao finished speaking.

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