The words of the commander of the Praetorian Guard fell, and a gleam flashed in Pei Ju's eyes, and with a wave of his big hand, he said:

"Block the streets, disperse the residents, all the people in the green building, strictly check, and find the whereabouts of the demon girl when they turn over, so as not to affect the mood of the saint."

"Yes, sir."

Under Pei Ju's order, the Praetorian Guards began to disperse the crowd and blocked all the streets leading to the Qinglou in all four directions.

Immediately afterwards, all the pedestrians on the street were dispersed to prevent the witch from slipping into the crowd and slipping away.

Heavy Praetorian Guards surrounded the Qinglou, the old bustard in the Qinglou was so frightened that their faces were pale, and the women in the wind and dust also cowered in the corner, crying.

"Check."

Immediately afterward, heavily armed Praetorian Guards rushed into the wings with wanted portraits.

Some of the guests were sprinting at full speed, but they were frightened by the sudden search.

For a while, the screams of the Qinglou woman were endless.

"Idle people, wait, leave quickly."

The Praetorian Guards arrogantly kicked open the door of the wing, only to see a young man sitting at the table, and immediately screamed angrily.

The young man washed his white robe, turned his back to the door, and looked luxuriously dressed from behind, not like ordinary people.

However, who is the Praetorian Guard, the army led by Emperor Yang of Sui, who was ordered by the Holy Lord to search for the demon girl, and whoever blocked it died.

When the commander of the Praetorian Guard saw that the young man was unmoved, his anger immediately swelled up, and when he walked over, he kicked the table over and spilled tea all over the ground.

Do you think that in the capital, the rich and noble are awesome?

In front of our Praetorian Guard, I also have to pretend to be a grandson, and I will give you a few thin noodles on weekdays to call me a son, which is really good for you.

However, when he saw Zhang Chen's indifferent appearance, he immediately collapsed on the ground in fright, and his crotch was instantly soaked.

"Big, sir......"

Spread on the ground, the Praetorian Guard Commander's body trembled uncontrollably.

Seeing that things were not good, the two Praetorian Guards at the door looked at each other, and immediately knelt down and bowed their heads and did not dare to speak.

Although they don't know who the young man is, the expression like his father and mother who is in charge of the death must be something they can't afford to provoke, and they don't want to take the blame.

Throwing the teacup on the ground, Zhang Chen said in a calm tone, "Commander Fang, your temper is not small." ”

Hearing this, Commander Fang hurriedly knelt down on the ground for Zhang Chen, his face was colorless, and said: "Master National Teacher, the little one is also acting on orders, I don't know that the Master of National Teacher is here, otherwise I won't dare to disturb the villain with a hundred dares, and I beg the Lord of the National Teacher to spare my life."

Nima.

Your dignified national teacher came to Qinglou, I never dreamed of it.

It is not worth the life of the dead!

Now, where does Commander Fang still have the mind to hunt down the demon girl, he doesn't want to keep his official position, it's not bad to be alive.

At this time, Pei Ju led the troops into the Qinglou, saw that there was no movement upstairs, and personally followed the stairs to the second floor.

However, seeing the two Praetorian Guards kneeling at the door, Pei Ju frowned.

When he arrived at the door and saw the young man in the wing, his expression was stunned, and he bowed and saluted: "Master Guoshi." ”

Glancing at Pei Ju, Zhang Chen showed a meaningful smile.

Innate eightfold peak.

In this world bound by the law, it is impossible to break through the golden pill, and the innate eightfold is already the peak existence in the current world.

Who would have thought that the Ministry of Civil Affairs, Pei Ju is actually the head of the eight masters of the Demon Gate, Shi Zhixuan, known as the evil king.

was stared at by Zhang Chen, Pei Ju was like a man's back.

If there is anyone in the government and the opposition who makes him jealous, it is only the young man in front of him.

Completely incomprehensible.

"Master National Teacher, I am following the Holy Lord's command to track down the demon girl, please make it convenient for your lordship."

Seeing that Commander Fang was kneeling on the ground and didn't dare to take a breath, as well as the table that fell to the side and the tea sprinkled all over the ground, Shi Zhixuan immediately guessed the ins and outs of the matter.

can lie dormant in the government and the opposition, how can he be an ordinary person.

However, Shi Zhixuan's words fell, and an aura of terror shrouded him.

There was a dull sound, and I saw Shi Zhixuan kneeling on his knees, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he was inexplicably frightened in his heart.

A single breath made him feel a sense of despair.

Could it be that this person has already stepped into the realm of the Broken Void?

The more he thought about it, the more frightened Shi Zhixuan became, and under this breath, the bones of his whole body creaked.

"Take Yang Guang to press me?"

With a wave of Zhang Chen's hand, Shi Zhixuan's body was like a kite with a broken string, flying out uncontrollably, smashing the wall of the Qinglou and smashing straight into the street.

Glancing at the Fang Commander on the ground, Zhang Chen said in a calm tone, "Get out." ”

"Thank you for sparing Xiao's life."

As he spoke, Commander Fang rushed out of the chamber with a crawl, and did not forget to kick his subordinates before leaving.

After everyone left, Zhang Chen glanced at the bed and said, "Come out." ”

"Master, Master......"

As Bai Aya fell, a face that captivated the country and the city appeared in sight, but her face was pale and there was a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth.

Falling to the ground, Wanwan couldn't help the grievances in her heart, and immediately threw herself into Zhang Chen's arms, and her tears couldn't stop flowing down.

For a time, all kinds of emotions filled her heart with emotion of emotion.

"What the hell is going on?"

Lying in his arms, Wanwan felt an unprecedented sense of security, so she told the story.

It turned out that she had been playing in Chang'an for a long time, and when she was about to leave, she was seriously injured by someone.

Fortunately, he mastered a little bit of the subtlety of the sword technique, and barely escaped from the enemy.

In the end, he used the relics of the evil emperor to heal his wounds, barely evaded the pursuit, and finally fled to the Qinglou, where there was really nowhere to escape.

I thought that there was no escape, and what awaited her would be a dark dungeon.

However, what happened next turned out to be the opposite of what she had in mind.

"Master, this person is vicious, he is definitely a master of the Demon Sect, I don't know why he is hidden in the imperial court."

"Alright, let me see your injuries."

Lying on the bed, listening to his gentle words, her pretty face was as red as a glow, and she was a little shy.

I saw her jade hand untie her waist, the white skirt fell, and what caught her eye was a pink belly pocket.

"Master, how do you know that Wanwan is here?"

Holding back the shyness in her heart, Wanwan opened her mouth to divert her attention, and then gently opened her belly pocket.

Looking at the large-scale peaks, Zhang Chen's operation method suppressed the restlessness in his heart.

There was a blackened palm print on her left chest, and it was this palm that severely injured her.

"It's really ruthless, if it's a little heavier, you probably have to kill him on the spot, but his dantian is wasted, but it's cheaper for him."

As he spoke, Zhang Chenjian pointed at her chest and opened up all the meridians she had blocked.

"Poof!"

In an instant, a mouthful of black blood spat out of her mouth, and Wanwan's whole body became relaxed.

"System, give me a resurrection elixir."

"Ding, 200 points have been deducted, please check with the host."

The prompt fell, Zhang Chen's index finger brushed over the Sumeru ring, and a purple elixir appeared in his hand.

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