Chapter 187: I'm an official, you're a thief

The airship gradually disappeared into the night, and there were some bullets shooting into the sky, maybe the army found it, but at such a high altitude, the bullets could not hit the airship.

Except for the soldiers, those martial artists did not strike.

He glanced at the sky, his gaze settled for a long time, and then turned and walked towards the inside of the academy.

How did King Wu Tian die, he had already guessed in his heart, as the soul of the army, and even about to become the soul of the martial artist, this has expanded into a threat that has to be eliminated for the supreme royal family. Although Jiang Yinyang is a member of the Arbitration Court, the Arbitration Court is not the mastermind of this matter, at most it is just carrying this black cauldron.

Recalling the last time he saw Zhao Qingling, Pang Xiao was almost certain that the royal family knew about this matter, and even started planning it a long time ago.

I have to say that Jiang Yinyang's words before made him shake his heart, and what he said about deliberately changing the topic was not affecting him from the side. The dirtiness of the politics of the dynasty made him understand for a moment why most of the dark martial artists in the world were from the Tianlong Kingdom.

As the world's largest country, the Tianlong people have their own glory, treason is impossible, but they can't stand the darkness and dirtiness of the country, they can only incarnate as dark warriors, active all over the world, which also adds a force to the powerful prestige of Tianlong.

"I'm just a martial artist," Pang Xiao closed his eyes and muttered.

After a while, he opened his eyes, "I am the martial artist of the Heavenly Dragon, from this moment on, I am an official, you are a thief, no matter what reason you have, the next time we meet, I will personally arrest you and send a pot of good wine" Brother Bai looked at the heart of the mouth

With Jiang Yinyang's official escape, at this time, the martial artists hiding in the shadows began to take action, and those guys who infiltrated Shengjing City to make a fuss were caught in an instant, and those who caught them, wearing golden inner guard robes, the most mysterious royal internal guards, finally appeared at this moment.

Fei Qianluo also came back unharmed, but her expression was a little dazed, her white jade-like face lost her former self-confidence and spirit, it seemed that after Tang Xiuyuan stopped her, he also said something to her.

Pang Xiao saw it in his eyes, but he didn't persuade him, since he came back that day, he felt that someone was peeping at him, at this time, it is serious to be careful and low-key.

A few days later, as the city of Seongkyo gradually stabilized, this sense of peeping disappeared.

Whether it's because Pang Xiao has been just cultivating these days, or because of this kind of cultivation, I know, but I don't care about the posture, in short, the sense of peeping is gone.

"Come and see me."

The microphone came out with Xue Condor's last voice, and then hung up.

Pang Xiao narrowed his eyes: "Are you finally going to see me?"

He stood up, and the dust stirred up by the days of sitting still instantly shook and filled his body.

In addition to cultivation, more than that, Pang Xiao is asking his heart.

That kind of dark politics made his mood damaged, just like Fei Qianluo who had just come back, his expression was dazed and his mood was not there, but he disguised himself very well and behaved very blandly.

They don't know what happened yet, but they heard that a dark martial artist has attacked Shengjing City, and it seems that the official plan is to hide the news.

Bathing and changing clothes, Pang Xiao left Tianwu Academy and went straight to the inquisition.

In the inquisition, the intelligence department still looked gloomy and terrifying, and the aura of fear pressed against Pang Xiaofu as soon as he entered, and the illusion of fear flashed in front of his eyes.

"Hmph"

With a light snort, the illusion was instantly dispersed, and Pang Xiao's body also stirred up the energy formed by the terrifying faces, looking at Xue Jiaodiao sitting on the wide desk, that sharp gaze, as if to penetrate him.

After a while, he retracted his gaze and bowed his head slightly: "Director." ”

"Hmm."

Xue Jiaodiao nodded at this time, not at all annoyed by Pang Xiao's presumptuous eyes just now, but also had a faint approval.

That is not the so-called dismounting, but a kind of temptation, if Pang Xiao's mood is problematic, he will definitely be shrouded in fear, but he cracked it instantly, which means that there is no longer that concern.

As for what it is, they both know each other, Pang Xiao can break this power in an instant, and he still looks at him fiercely, which is not an expression.

Breaking through Xue Shooting Eagle's strength shows that he does not have this aspect of his heart, and will continue to be loyal to Tianlong and still look at him, but it is clear that he will not be at the mercy of Tianlong at will

"There's a mission for you."

Xue Zhudiao said slowly: "Last time, we arrested a group of dark martial artists, and the interrogation work was naturally done by our intelligence department, as well as the identification of the body of the Martial Heavenly King, you can also take someone to take a look." ”

Pang Xiao was shocked, for such a long time, is the body still there

However, he didn't say much, just nodded his head in agreement.

"Well, let's go down."

Pang Xiao turned around and left, but when he arrived at the door, Xue Shooting Eagle's voice suddenly sounded faintly.

"Don't think too much, do things well, after all, you are also my disciple, as long as you don't commit treason, you can't be cured."

Finally, he couldn't help but speak.

Pang Xiao paused, and said lightly: "I know." ”

Seeing Pang Xiao's figure slowly leaving, Xue Jiaodiao leaned back on the chair, stared for a long time, and suddenly his left shoulder moved, only then did he turn his head and look, revealing a wry smile that was completely inconsistent with his temperament: "It's old, it's really old."

His tone was a little helpless, but he didn't know which of these points was himself, which was someone else, and which was the dynasty.

"Yo."

In the hall, Pang Xiao was walking to the door, and suddenly a voice sounded from behind, it was Lu Zong, who greeted him weakly.

In his hand, he was still carrying a wine bottle, and he was grunting it into his mouth.

His cheeks were slightly red, and he smelled of alcohol all over his body, obviously drunk.

Pang Xiao frowned, walked over and snatched the wine bottle, put it between his nose and sniffed it, and said in surprise: "This is wine, this is alcohol, now just come to an ordinary person to light a fire for you and you will spontaneously combust." ”

"Hehe, otherwise I won't be able to get drunk."

Lu Zong smiled and said: "I'm an S-level martial artist, what is an S-level, S-level is a half-step strong person on the grandmaster, such a strong person and such a strong person will not get drunk if he is not like this." ”

"Give it to me, let me keep drinking, I want to drink"

Lu Zong stretched out his hand to snatch the wine bottle in Pang Xiao's hand.

bang

Pang Xiao's five fingers tightened, and the glass slag instantly scattered, splashing along the wine on Lu Zong's body and face. ~ Good search basket color, you can read the following chapters as soon as possible

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