The pungent and choking smell is intense and makes the eyes, nose and mouth feel violently uncomfortable.

Ling Xi covered his mouth and nose, and when everyone was panicking, his eyes widened and were smoked, and he aimed at the shadow running in front of him, and raised his hand to shoot.

Although the training gun didn't do much damage to the Tsukiki monks, it was still effective when attacking vulnerable places without defense!

The man who ran away didn't expect someone to sneak attack at all, and he didn't defend at the first time, and there was a sharp pain on the side of his thigh. Because the speed was too fast, the person rolled directly to the ground.

After a moment's pause, the city guards had surrounded him.

The four people who were tied up were unwilling to kneel in front of Ling Xi, they were annoyed, why didn't the lockdown city lord play his cards according to reason?

Why don't you test the wine beforehand, they didn't move any hands and feet for wine, everyone can see that they have "died" after drinking, and they have tried a little trick a few times before, and they have tried and failed.

Why did you come to this woman either by autopsy or blood test?

If the heart pulse is injured after taking the Breath-Holding Pill, the state of suspended animation will disappear, and the body will be injured if it is forcibly awakened.

……

The air around the tavern had been purified, and at this time, Ling Xi sat at the table, looking directly at the four people who were tied up by the flowers.

The onlookers sighed, such a sideline pill as the Breath-Holding Pill would not be used by ordinary people, after all, who has the time to fake death? And if you are hurt by someone, you may end up with real death!

Everyone muttered to themselves: The four must be plotting against each other.

What everyone can think of, Ling Xi naturally knows.

Now the city is under siege and there are many enemies, but the first thing she thinks of is still the Mu family.

If it is really the Mu family, this feud is really settled!

The other party didn't want to lock down the city and revitalize it so much, so she didn't let the Mu family be satisfied.

The capture of four people has indirectly proved that ink drunk is not toxic.

After Ling Xi explained to everyone, he said: "Don't listen to rumors, my Ling family will never do black-hearted business, and definitely put the safety of customers first." This time, the other party organized and planned to frame and seal the city, and someone must have instructed him to do so. These four people, the city lord took them into custody of the city lord's mansion and tortured the people behind them. ”

After Ling Xi finished speaking, he had already taken the people away.

Looking at the departing woman, the monks couldn't get back to their senses for a while.

It took a long time for someone to say, "Did you see the city lord make a move just now?" ”

Because of the thick smoke, everyone couldn't see it thoroughly, and vaguely saw that the city lord's little hand was raised lightly, and the Sanpin Foundation Building Monk collapsed directly to the ground?

"I think I see a light?"

"Could it be spiritual power, but isn't it rumored that the city lord of the closed city is a mortal?"

"What's wrong with no spiritual power, our city lord is a physical cultivator!"

"Isn't physical cultivation melee combat? Why did you become a teletactician? ”

"Hey, you don't know, do you? Our city lord is good at secret weapons, and when our city lord was refining the 4th order, he overstepped the level and defeated the foundation building monk! ”

"Impossible!"

"You buns, you have never seen the world, and I told you that we were in lockdown at that time, and we were ...... monks in the city."

When the monks heard this, they were all interested.

The boring cultivation career, listening to some anecdotes, especially the challenge of skipping the level is particularly high.

Everyone was surprised when they heard this, and secretly said: No wonder there is no spiritual power to be the city lord, they should have guessed a long time ago - to make the lockdown monk so supportive, it must be a hidden strength!

When one of them heard this, he scolded even more.

"Tut-tut, it's all to blame on those stinky boys! If I don't drink for half a month, I'm afraid of hurting the spiritual root! ”

Thinking of the feeling that ink drunk was about to live or die, this person trembled, swallowed his saliva, and said, "No, I have to buy a jar of ink drunk to suppress the shock!" ”