At night, the stars are dotted, and a full moon hangs high in the sky, sprinkling a piece of silver blue light, illuminating the entire Yunshui City.

The whole street is full of people and drums.

Colorful lights shine on the wide streets, dancing red, as if they are wearing a layer of beautiful colorful clothes to the passers-by.

The streets are lit up, and all the children of the family or the disciples of the sect are in groups, talking and laughing, each heroic and extraordinary, shoulder to shoulder.

In front of each shop, all kinds of shouting and shouting are intertwined, and the voices of people are boiling, and there is a colorful and prosperous scene everywhere.

And no wonder!

Tomorrow is the registration day of Yunshui City, a grand ceremony that is only held once a year, which naturally attracts the attention of major forces, making the entire Yunshui City not know how many times more lively than usual.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, a figure rushed up to the eighth floor of the Drunken Immortal Tower.

Stepping on the eaves paved with crimson tiles, Qin Lang glanced at the noisy streets, and with a little foot under his feet, his whole body rose up, and he cast the Spirit Heavenly Step into the Transformation Realm, and stepped out in the air, ten meters away in one step.

"Whoosh ......"

The feet kept changing, and the body was like a gust of wind blowing, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared a hundred meters away.

Bang!

With a stomp on the soles of his feet, the cyan tile platform on a certain restaurant was trampled on, and Qin Lang was like a soaring eagle, spreading his wings and flying high, directly skimming the air twenty meters long, and jumping to an inn opposite.

"Whoosh ......"

Between his legs falling, his steps become the wind, and Qin Lang walks like flying, like a vigorous cheetah, constantly shuttling through the night.

"That's it. ”

Eight hundred meters away, Qin Lang stopped, glanced at the four big characters of the Yunshui Inn downstairs, and tiptoed to the roof of a box on the fifth floor, lifted the turquoise tiles, and looked down, just enough to see the whole picture of the entire house.

I saw Song Ze's face bright red, and his eyes were gloomy sitting on the edge of the bed.

Ma Rong was wearing a translucent Luo skirt and was half-squatting to wipe the wounds on his face.

"Ze, are you still in pain?"

Ma Rong's chest was half exposed, and she made a glutinous sound in distress.

Song Ze barely squeezed out a smile on his face: "With you, how can it hurt?"

"Ze, do you want to send someone to kill Qin Lang?" Ma Rong wiped lightly and asked cautiously.

"Kill him?"

Song Ze's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness: "This time, there are less than a hundred people from our Xuantian Sect, and he has killed more than a hundred people in the inner gate before, among which there is also a one-star martial artist, his current strength, I'm afraid that even if we go together, no one will be his opponent." ”

"Is he really that strong?"

Ma Rong put the blood-stained handkerchief in the basin and washed it, and the blood melted away, staining the entire copper-colored basin red.

Song Ze squinted his eyes: "His cultivation speed is really too fast, it's really weird." ”

As a disciple of the Inner Sect Real Power Sect, he had all the information about Qin Lang in his hands.

A four-star can kill a one-star congenital the day after tomorrow, and a seven-star can kill Wuzun the day after tomorrow, and even his brother is afraid that he doesn't have this kind of strength.

The most frightening thing is that even at the beginning, Zhao Xianzong, a martial arts powerhouse, had no way to keep him.

And he also discovered today that Qin Lang had been promoted to the eight-star acquirer, and he didn't know how strong he was now.

It's just that when he thought of the humiliation he received today, he couldn't help but clench his fists, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Then let him live like this?"

Ma Rong leaned on Song Ze's body, causing some changes in a certain part of his body.

Song Ze was a little absent-minded: "He won't live for a few days." ”

Qin Lang's eyes flashed, but he was not surprised by Song Ze's words.

Song Ze has a few catties and taels, he doesn't know, but if he wants his life, ordinary people are really delusional.

Slowly took out something similar to a mirror from the system package, which was the one-star venerable mirror that he had obtained from Zhang Xun's hand before.

The true qi in the body converged on the mirror, and the white light of the mirror flashed, and after a trembling, he immediately regained his calm.

The corners of Qin Lang's mouth gradually raised, and he stretched out his hand to put the mirror side down, aiming at Song Ze and Ma Rong.

"Really?"

Ma Rong was lying in Song Ze's arms, her white index finger circling around Song Ze's chest.

"Don't worry, you have been so wronged today, how can I let him go so easily?"

Song Ze was teased by Ma Rong, smiled slightly, reached out and grabbed Ma Rong's water snake waist, and his fingers slid lightly.

Ma Rong let out a low coquettish gasp and beat him on the chest like a coquette: "Are you so bad......"

"Don't you just like me?" Song Ze was full of pride, and gently pecked Ma Rong's forehead.

"You hate it. ”

Ma Rong lay in Song Ze's arms and complained a little: "By the way, when will I leave that old thing? I don't want to stay by his side anymore." ”

"Wang Baojian is too stubborn, he eats soft and not hard, if it weren't for this, I would have found a way to do it to him myself, and I don't have to wronged you at all. ”

Song Ze's eyes narrowed: "Moreover, don't look at him not very good-looking, but his Wang family in Baoshan Town is notoriously rich, as long as he gets the key, I can send someone to ...... at that time."

As he spoke, Song Ze's eyes were cold, and he made a movement to wipe his neck.

Qin Lang's eyes moved.

He has long known that with a woman of Ma Rong's appearance, how could she willingly marry an old man if she didn't worry about men around her at all?

You must know that the elders of the inner gate are all over half a hundred years old, the youngest is in their fifties, and some are even hundreds of years old.

He had felt that Ma Rong definitely had an ulterior motive before he would approach the Inner Gate Elder Wang Baojian.

Sure enough, it turned out that the two had colluded a long time ago and plotted against each other, and it was Song Ze's idea.

Merely......

What exactly is this key?

"How long will it take?" Ma Rong stomped her foot, a little dissatisfied.

Song Ze sneered: "I see that he likes you a lot, then you should quickly find a way to make him happy and fascinate him, maybe he will hand over the key to his royal family's treasury to you soon." ”

Ma Rong glanced at Song Ze resentfully: "For your sake, I deliberately approached him, and after staying with him for so long, he still didn't hand over the key to me for safekeeping, I think he doesn't trust me at all." ”

Song Ze looked at Ma Rong meaningfully: "Women, they are born with a good weapon, as long as they are used properly, any man will be obedient to you and obey your orders." ”

"Huh?"

Ma Rong was surprised, looked at Song Ze with silky eyes, and asked as if she didn't understand: "What weapon?"

Song Ze looked at Ma Rong, who was staring at him: "You really don't understand?"

"I don't understand, giggle......"

Ma Rongjiao laughed and jumped out of Song Ze's arms.

"Then I'll teach you. ”

Song Ze's eyes were full of lust, like a vicious dog snatching food, and he pounced on Ma Rong.

"Shhhh

The sound of clothes shattering, followed by a muffled gasp in the room.

Qin Lang held his forehead and couldn't bear to look at it directly.

But for the sake of the plan in his heart, the mirror in his hand is still recording this unsightly scene.

Originally, he wanted to use Ma Rong's naked appearance to attract the attention of other disciples, and when the time came, he could use the ground mirror to record it, and he could disgust the Xuantian Sect.

didn't expect Song Ze himself to appear, which happened to suit his wishes.

As the saying goes, the thunder of the sky stirs the earth!

Ma Rong is ecstatic and charming, which will definitely arouse his lust, and in addition, as long as Song Zeyi is injured, then someone will definitely need to take care of him.

Naturally, the two will naturally fool around together, eyebrows, and an indescribable drama will definitely be staged.

Unexpectedly, the secret of the Inner Gate Elder Wang Baojian would be involved in their conversation.

If it was for money, the Song family should not be less than Wang Baojian's Wang family, and Song Ze didn't need to go to such great lengths to give his woman to Wang Baojian.

If so......

The drunkard doesn't mean to drink!

Song Ze didn't look at the Wang family's money, but had other plans.

"What the hell is that key?" Qin Lang groaned, puzzled.

He had never seen Wang Baojian himself, and he didn't know how Wang Baojian behaved.

But if Wang Baojian was the same as the group of miscellaneous people in the Elders' House, he didn't mind intervening as well, wanting to see what the key in Song Ze's mouth was for.

It was only less than half a cup of tea, and the battle in the room finally came to an end.

"That's the end of it?"

Qin Lang was speechless.

Song Ze looks like a dog, but he didn't expect it to be a silver gun wax head, which is useless.

Retracted the mirror, and was about to call it a day and leave, when his heart suddenly trembled.

Looking up, a man appeared in front of him like a ghost......