At this time, Feng Wenru said bitterly: "The ancestor of the military master is the Ning clan gate valve, and it should belong to the gate valve sequence. ”

"Of the four major sequences, the internal friction of the gate valve is the most serious!"

Chu Xuan's eyes showed anger, staring at Cui Lingxiu, and said hoarsely: "The internal strife of the gate valve has led to the current decline, and your Qinghe Cui clan has contributed a lot!" ”

"Amitabha, Sun Thief, this pot is beautiful!"

Cui Lingxiu is not easy to mess with at all, after all these years of being a monk, his temperament is still the same, his temper has not changed by half a point, and he is a senior Beiliang person who is alive and well.

Chu Xuan snorted coldly, "Isn't it? ”

"Ass determines your intelligence!"

Cui Lingxiu said coldly, and said: "There are hundreds of sects in the world, and tens of thousands of high-level martial artists from each family add up, and your brain grows on your own head, and you can distinguish between good and evil in time, and decide right and wrong by yourself!" ”

"My Cui clan is standing in the gate valve sequence, is it possible that it can still influence what you think in your heart?"

Cui Lingxiu's words hit the nail on the head!

The internal friction of the gate valve is like this, and it is by no means the work of Cui's door valve.

It's that everyone can't get out of it.

The martial artists of the Cui family, no matter how arrogant and domineering they are, can it be that they can still influence the thoughts of the martial artists of various families?

The gate valve warriors are intrigued, what is the matter with his Cui family!

The brain grows on his head, and his hands grow on himself.

What are you calculating, what are you doing evil, what are you doing about his Cui family's gate!

The fault of the world's gate valve is all buckled on the head of Cui's gate valve.

This is a little too ruthless!

Cui Lingxiu is willing!

Chu Xuan didn't argue, as a gate lord martial artist, he knew best what kind of power the Cui clan was.

Cui Lingxiu turned around and said: "I heard you talk about the Lingnan Army in the past, this major incident forty years ago, the Cui clan gate lord with his own strength, absolutely unable to cover the sky with one hand, let alone erase all traces!" ”

Cui Lingxiu knows that this basin can't be carried by Cui's door valve!

What are the consequences once you carry this basin on your back?

Cui Lingxiu, a little monk, knows better than anyone else in his heart.

So this basin can't be picked up no matter what!

Ning Bei tilted his head and chuckled: "Don't talk about this matter, let's talk about how the seven of you will deal with each other when you go back!" ”

"When I got home, I said I got lost when I came here and couldn't find a place."

Cui Lingxiu thought of a lame excuse.

Back then, he secretly went to the north for half a year, and later returned to Cui's house, and the elders of the family asked him what he was doing outside.

As a result, Cui Lingxiu said that he was constipated at home and couldn't pull out, so he went out for a walk.

This lame excuse, Sensei Titus is miserable!

It's hard to look at.

Later, the old antiques of the Cui family did not embarrass their family, a martial arts genius that was rare to see in 800 years.

Now Cui Lingxiu wants to repeat his old tricks.

Ning Bei whispered with his hand: "The news that I found the Peak Tomb here, in just one hour, spread throughout the whole of China, which means that the arrival of your Gate Valve Eight Sons is under the surveillance of some people!" ”

"Except for a few of us, there are no outsiders!"

Cui Lingxiu glanced around, and her gaze slowly fell on Wang Keshang.

Throughout the audience, there was only this one outsider.

The rest of the people, when Ningbei and Feng Wenru were fighting, all withdrew two miles away, and together with the Qin Provincial Garrison Corps, they also withdrew from this area.

At present, only Wang Keshang is an outsider.

Under the gaze of the little monk Cui Lingxiu, Wang Keshang's whole body was furious, and he felt that this handsome little novice with phoenix eyes was not a good person!

Sure enough!

Cui Lingxiu clasped his hands together, and said solemnly: "Amitabha, I see that the donor is riddled with sins, the sins of this life are too heavy, and the little monk is not talented. ”

"I'll fuck you!"

Wang Keshang urinated on the spot.

He is not stupid, and he can understand Cui Lingxiu's words.

This is to kill him, Wang Keshang and destroy his mouth!

Cui Lingxiu said that Wang Keshang is riddled with sins!

Throughout the audience, who has the killing of King Ningbei?

The dusty Beiwang knife in Ningbei slaughtered millions of enemies and killed the world.

Why don't Cui Lingxiu go to Ningbei!

The key person Wang Keshang is still alive and well, a big living person, can he use the means of superdularity?

That's for the dead!

Buddhism saves others, all of which are to let people put down the butcher's knife and follow the Buddhism.

As a result, when Cui Lingxiu came here, he directly omitted this process, and he opened his mouth to overtake the living.

It's clearly to kill people and kill people!

Cui Lingxiu, a little monk, didn't even give Wang Keshang the opportunity to follow the Buddhist sect.

Wang Keshang panicked on the spot, his face was full of cold sweat, knowing that these young people in front of him were amazingly big.

It is the pinnacle of martial arts.

If you have a murderous intent, it will be easy to kill Wang Keshang!

Wang Keshang knew that the only person present who could save him was Ning Bei.

He hurriedly said, "Your Royal Highness King Liang, I am loyal to you!" ”

Ning Bei said calmly: "You are really shameless! ”

Wang Keshang: "??? ”

Suddenly.

Cui Lingxiu clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, I will surpass the king's benefactor!" ”

"Wait, His Royal Highness King Liang, you have been crowned the king of the town, the hundred generals of the military department will listen to his orders, the Confucian scholars and ministers are in the same line, I respect you, I am the person you can trust!"

Wang Keshang said sincerely.

But he's an outsider after all!

The identities of the six Fengwen Confucians are set as S-level dark piles.

Cui Lingxiu's identity is my Beiliang SS-level dark pile.

Wang Keshang, an outsider, knows that Beiliang's SS-level core is top secret, what will happen to him?

If Ning Bei didn't say anything to protect him, Cui Lingxiu would let him go.

Not out of tonight, Beiliang Dark Pile is bound to visit Wang Keshang.

Ning Bei had no murderous intentions, and said calmly: "What other relatives do you have at home?" ”

"I ......"

Wang Keshang was about to cry.

He almost misunderstood Ning Bei and asked him to explain the future!

At this critical time, Ningbei greeted Wang Ke's relatives among the merchants.

What do you want Wang Keshang to think!

Ning Bei held Shan Xiangxiang's cold and soft wattle, the two of them were like golden boys and girls, walked out of the small village, and said softly: "If there is a boy in the family, send him to the Beiliang Military Academy for further study, if it is of great use, I will ensure that he will be prosperous in the future, Wu Ke is the border god of war, and Wen Ke is an important minister in the palace!" ”

"If he can't be used, I will keep him rich and prosperous for the rest of his life!"

This is Ningbei's promise.

Wang Keshang wiped the cold sweat from his head and understood the meaning of Ning Bei's words.

This is to let Wang Keshang's child be sent to Mobei.

In the future, this child will be a bridge of mutual trust between Beiliangjun and Wang Keshang.

Wang Keshang bent down and arched his hand, and said in a condensed voice: "I have two sons under my knees, the eldest is twenty-three years old and the oldest is twenty-seven years old, and today I will personally send them to the north. ”

"It's for your good!"

This is Ningbei's last response.

Wang Keshang smiled bitterly and nodded, he believed Ning Bei's words.

This is indeed for the good of his king!

An outsider who knows the top secret information of the SS-level core of the Beiliang Army.

Even today, Ningbei let him go, Wang Keshang.

But Second Master Chu, who is sitting in the north, may not be willing to let him go.