Jiang Ming led the two directly into the gate of the Tang Gate.

A group of people who begged for talismans looked at it with a burst of embarrassment and envy.

"That's the Qingyang faction, I heard that there is only that one sect that occupies the entire Qingyang Mountain!"

"The Qingyang Sect has a grandmaster in charge, and of course their disciples can be arrogant. If we had that ability, we would still be waiting in line here to ask for a talisman. A man said sourly.

"Wait, why do I think I seem to have seen that young man just now......" A rich man looked at Jiang Ming's back and said with a frown.

The man next to him sneered: "Isn't it the eldest disciple of the Qingyang Sect? ”

"No, it's the young man......"

Jiang Ming: They have already entered.

A middle-aged man who looked like a steward ran forward and saw Zhou Yidao: "It turned out to be Brother Zhou Yizhou, the eldest disciple of the Qingyang faction, I don't know why your faction asked you to come?"

If they had to be respectful to the Qingyang Sect before, then now they don't have to be so cringe-induced.

Zhou Yi looked at Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming said lightly: "Where are Tang Lang and Tang Ying?"

The steward was stunned for a moment, his face sank, and he replied, "I'm sorry, Young Master Tang Lang and Miss Tang Ying are sick and can't see guests for the time being." ”

Jiang Ming's face turned cold, and he sneered: "Sick?"

The steward suddenly shook his body, and he continued to reply: "Yes, the two of them are sick, and it is not suitable to see guests for the time being. ”

Jiang Ming's eyes suddenly became cold, and his scalp was numb for a while, and his hairs stood on end, and cold sweat flowed for a long time. "I'll let you say it again, what's wrong with them?"

"They are sick ......"

Jiang Ming raised his hand and slapped the steward on the spot, slamming it into the wooden table in the hall, and blood flowed for a long time.

"You...... You ......" Everyone in the hall was stunned. This man came up and smote their stewards?

Jiang Ming stood up and walked directly inside.

Fu Wanwan's face was full of excitement, and she ran after Jiang Ming.

The steward clutched his aching chest and chased after him.

Jiang Ming was familiar with the way in the Tang Gate, and his posture was like walking through his own garden.

The more the steward looked at it, the more frightened he became, how did this person know about Young Master Tang Lang's residence? Could it be that there was a spies in their Tang Sect?

Jiang Ming came to the door of the room and asked the steward with an expressionless face: "Have you put them under house arrest?"

The steward was frightened, and hurriedly said, "It's not me, it's the door master's meaning." ”

locked Tang Lang and Tang Ying in the house, and didn't give them anything to eat or drink......

It's been a day or two.

Zhou Yi looked at the door.

There seemed to be a black cloud in the room, and it looked like a black curtain.

He said with some surprise: "There is a witchcraft array in it?"

Fu Wanwan was speechless: "How can this person stand it inside?"

The steward endured the pain and said with a smile on his face: "Young Master Tang Lang and Miss Tang Ying have made a big mistake, and the door master is punishing them." ”

Jiang Ming sneered, "This kind of formation is also embarrassed to put it out?" "How many times more terrifying is the formation he saw in the Ghost Clan?"

The steward is disdainful, who can't blow the cow?

I saw Jiang Ming suddenly stomp his feet and shouted: "Break!"

The black clouds in the room suddenly vanished.

The steward's smile stiffened on his face, and was gradually replaced by surprise: "You...... You, who the hell are ......"

Who the hell is it?

Didn't even move your hand?

Jiang Ming walked in and saw Tang Lang holding Tang Ying, the two of them had a layer of black on their faces, and they were dying.

Jiang Ming's heart was furious, Tang Tianming should be damned!

Fu Wanwan looked at the delicate little girl, a little distressed, and said, "Why don't you take our Qingyang faction back first?"

Jiang Ming kept silent, raised his hand and poured a trace of spiritual energy into the bodies of the two of them. The blackness on that side vanished.

The two gradually came to their senses, Tang Lang coughed loudly, and said to Jiang Ming: "Jiang Ming, you better go quickly." I don't want the location of the Tang Gate. Can't drag you in. ”

He has always felt that he is a grandmaster, and Jiang Ming has never been defeated, and may help him regain his position.

It wasn't until the earth-shattering means of worship that day that he realized that he might be dragging Jiang Ming down.

Jiang Ming sneered: "It's late." ”

Everyone was stunned, and they heard Jiang Ming say word by word: "He must die." ”

Jiang Ming looked at the steward who was covered in cold sweat and asked, "Tang Tianming, what about them?"

The steward gasped and whispered, "The master of the door and the worship of them are going...... I went to the Agarwood Pavilion to listen to the play. ”

Jiang Ming let out a sneer from the depths of his throat: "Went to listen to the play?"

The housekeeper shuddered when he looked at Jiang Ming's cold appearance.

It's not going to happen big tonight, is it?

After Jiang Ming gave Tang Lang and Tang Ying a Bigu Pill, he killed the Agarwood Pavilion directly.

Agarwood Pavilion is a place to listen to operas in Asakawa City. Security at the door stopped them.

Fu Wanwan took out a card and said a little proudly: "Can you let us in?"

"Please, three. When the security check saw the card, their faces changed, and they were immediately let them in.

Jiang Ming was a little curious: "What kind of card is that?"

Fu Wanwan said proudly: "I also like to listen to plays, this is a card given to me by the old man I met in the theater before, and I can go to the theater all over the country." ”

After a few people entered, a boy said in surprise: "Why do I think that the figure of that person just now is a bit like that Teacher Jiang Mingjiang?"

Ma Jiahui frowned, "I think so." He said he was in a hurry, and he came to see the show?"

Wang Shangwei pursed his lips and said, "After all, it is Leng Xuechun's play, of course, he runs faster than a monkey." ”

After Jiang Ming took people in, he went to the private room.

Soon the singing began below.

Jiang Ming glanced at the woman in the costume and praised it secretly.

Sure enough, a beautiful woman can't be stopped by the heavy makeup of that play, she is beautiful!

Leng Xuechun's appearance made the scene let out a few excited shouts, and then it quieted down again.

Those who were accompanied were reprimanded.

"Be quiet, there's a big man in the private room! don't disturb the big guy. A wealthy middle-aged businessman reprimanded his son.

Jiang Ming drank tea and listened to the play leisurely.

Zhou Yi hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Immortal Master Jiang, do you need us to check on the person you want to find?"

Jiang Ming swallowed a melon seed and said, "No, listen to the play first." ”

Jiang Ming is not in a hurry, what are they anxious about?

After entering the Grandmaster realm, the Grandmaster's spiritual power skyrocketed to a top position.

Jimmy was staring at the woman's pretty figure, listening to Tang Tianming's compliments, and was in a good mood.

Although I can't understand these traditional Chinese operas, it is also very interesting to listen to them.

Suddenly, he sensed a powerful spiritual force coming towards him like a bolt of lightning, and his brain was not yet guarded, as if it was being propped up by life in an instant.

Jimmy's hand shook and he almost knocked over the teacup in his hand.

Tang Tianming was taken aback, and asked in English in surprise, "Master Jimmy, what's wrong with you?"

Jimmy's head was swollen and painful, and his arm was bruised, and he quickly put the teacup down, his hand clutching the corner of the tea table.

Who is it?!

On such an occasion, he dared to attack him with mental power?

Jimmy didn't have time to think deeply about who this was, and forced himself to use his mental strength to fight the man.

If the martial arts struggle is a competition of various moves, then the battle of spiritual power is much simpler and rude.

Whoever has strong mental power can impress the other party.

It was a terrifyingly powerful spiritual force.

It's as infinite as a cosmic black hole, terrifying!

That person's mental power presented an oppressive way that almost burst his brain on the spot!

Jimmy's sweat was running down like crazy.

Tang Tianming on the side looked confused, this ...... What's wrong with this? Sick?

Jimmy couldn't hold it anymore and his hand popped the coffee table in an instant.

The teacup on it slammed to the ground!

The noise alarmed the theatrical actors below.

Leng Xuechun was surprised, but she still suppressed her confusion and performed her own performance.

Tang Tianming was stunned, came back to his senses and hurriedly said, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Jimmy was sweating profusely as if he had just been fished out of the water.

He stood up at once and walked to the balcony of the private room.

From the balcony you can see everyone.

A disciple cautiously walked over and whispered in Tang Tianming's ear, "Sect Master, Young Master Tang Lang and Miss Tang Ying have been rescued. ”

Tang Tianming's face changed, and he finally reacted! Who is that person?

Jimmy's hands clenched tightly on the reddish-brown wooden railing, and he shouted loudly and said in English, "Who?