As soon as he took two steps, a young man in a gorgeous costume stepped forward, looked at Bingying, his eyes were full of surprise, and said, "Girl, he won't buy it for you, I'll give you ......"

Bang!

The young man blocked Bingying's sight, Bingying couldn't see Lu He and suddenly became anxious, punched the young man in the face, and then quickly chased after Lu He.

After a stick of incense, Lu He and Bingying walked into the Zhenwu Division.

Call!

Seeing that the official was packing up his things and preparing to leave, Lu He breathed a sigh of relief, he walked so fast, he was worried that this official was off work, and it would be very troublesome to find this official again.

This is also the inconvenience of not knowing people on this Xuanjian Island, if it is in Dafeng County, Lu He wants to find someone, it is too easy.

"Hey, you're back so soon?"

The official's eyes were full of surprise when he looked at Lu He, but he remembered that Lu He's mission was to exterminate the demon clan, and there were two monsters and hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers who had completed the mortal realm.

Lu He shook his head, and when he saw that there was no one around, he said directly: "The task hasn't been done yet, but something very important has happened, I want to find someone, I want to ask you to help contact me." ”

"Okay, no problem. ”

The official also received Lu He's spirit stone, and he was naturally willing to help with this kind of effort, after all, Lu He was generous, so he asked directly: "Who do you say you are looking for, I have a very good personal relationship with the master of this Black Cloud City, and it is still very convenient to check someone." ”

As the official spoke, he cleaned up the bamboo slips on the low table, he only thought that Lu He was making enemies with people outside, and wanted to find someone to take revenge, but he didn't care.

"Eight Desolation Marquis!"

Lu He slowly spit out three words, his eyes calm.

Burst!

The official was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground, but he finally stood firm on the low table, looked at Lu He, and said in a trembling voice: "You, who did you say you were looking for?"

"I'm looking for the Eight Desolation Marquis, I have something important to tell him!"

Lu He's eyes were serious, he was afraid that if he showed a little smile, the official would think he was joking.

However, Lu He cultivated a murderous aura in the day and night fighting, and as soon as he became serious at this time, the murderous aura on his body was involuntarily released.

This scene, in the eyes of the official, seemed to be that Lu He and the Eight Desolation Marquis had an enmity with each other.

He shuddered and said, "You, stay away from me, don't say I know you when you go out in the future, the Marquis of the Eight Desolations, just kidding, what kind of character is the Marquis of the Eight Desolations? I can see that? Don't look at me in charge of this town martial division, but I am not even a fart in front of the Marquis of the Eight Desolations, in short, what do you like, don't bother me." ”

"Your Excellency!"

Lu He couldn't help but take a step forward, anxious in his heart.

"Don't suffer Lao Tzu!"

The official was taken aback, took a half step back, and roared: "Come on! Come on, get this kid out of here!"

A team of black-armored soldiers rushed out, pushing and drinking Lu He and Bingying out of the Zhenwu Division, and then locked the gate with a bang.

Locking the door, everyone's faces were covered with a layer of cold sweat, and they all glanced at each other, and they all saw the horror in each other's eyes.

Naturally, they all heard the conversation between Lu He and the officials just now, and they also knew what Lu He wanted to do.

"What a nervous disorder!"

The official flicked his sleeves and said, "Let's go, let's go home through the back door!"

"Yes!"

The black-armored soldiers nodded hurriedly.

Outside Zhenwu Division, Lu He and Bingying stood on the street with blank expressions.

What happened?

"Lord, Master......"

Bing Ying pulls Lu He's sleeves.

Lu He looked down, but saw Bingying touching his stomach pitifully, and said aggrievedly: "I'm hungry." ”

"You foodie!"

Lu He couldn't cry or laugh, and said, "Okay, eat first." ”

The two casually found a restaurant facing the street, found a window seat to sit down, and ordered some food and drink.

Soon, everything to eat and drink came up, Bingying looked at the table full of delicious dishes, her eyes lit up, and she reached out to grab it.

Syllable!

Lu He slapped the back of Bingying's hand with chopsticks and said, "Eat with chopsticks, not with your hands." ”

"Oh!"

Bingying Rourou nodded aggrievedly at the place where Lu He hit the back of her hand, then picked up the chopsticks and silently began to eat.

Lu He's heart was irritable, and he couldn't eat, looking at the lights of the city outside the window, at this time he realized that no matter what world he was in, it didn't matter, it was really difficult to get things done.

Not to mention doing things, it's hard to even want to meet someone.

Lu He took out the token given to him by the Eight Desolation Marquis, put it in his hand and played with it, thinking about what to do next.

At this moment, not far from Lu He, a young man in a black wide-sleeved robe looked at the token in Lu He's hand, and his eyes showed surprise.

"Master, you eat. ”

Bingying picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and brought it to Lu He's mouth, to feed it to Lu He.

Lu He wanted to refuse, but looking at Bingying's cautious appearance, he suddenly felt a little sour in his heart, nodded, opened his mouth, and ate the piece of meat.

Seeing that Lu He ate what she had clipped, Bingying smiled happily, her eyes squinting like crescent moons.

"This son, my young master wants to invite the son to come and sit. ”

A somewhat shrill voice sounded beside him.

Lu He raised his head suspiciously, but saw that this was a middle-aged man in a black robe, and the strange thing was that his skin was very white and delicate.

Lu He subconsciously glanced at his crotch, guessing in his heart that it should be a eunuch, so he asked directly, "Who is your master?"

Although he asked, Lu He's gaze immediately locked on a young man wearing a black wide-sleeved robe with his hair erected and a hosta.

The young man nodded slightly at Lu He and said, "Brother Tai, come over and talk about it." ”

Lu He didn't refuse, let Bingying stay alone to eat and drink, he came to the young man's table, sat down generously, and said, "I don't know what Your Excellency is looking for me?"

The black-robed young man smiled and said, "I look at my brother's Taiqi Yu Xuan, and his true qi is surging, and he must have reached the realm of perfection in the realm of transformation. ”

Lu He nodded, without confirming or denying it.

The cultivation of this black-robed young man is also the perfection of the mortal realm, and he can see his cultivation, which is not difficult.

The eyes of the black-robed young man looked at the token in Lu He's hand and said, "The monks of the Mortal Realm are like carps crossing the river, but there are very few people who can get the token of the Eight Desolation Marquis. ”

Lu He's heart was shocked, his face was silent, and he said, "Do you know the Marquis of the Eight Desolations?"

"Yes. ”

The black-robed young man had a warm gaze, and there was a special and reassuring aura on his body, warm as jade, and talking to him had a feeling like a spring breeze.

Lu He was overjoyed when he heard this, and said directly: "Do you have a way to contact the Eight Desolation Marquis?"