Van Gogh said indifferently: "Last night, the Zhenguo Marquis's Mansion was suddenly attacked by a demonic beast, I was favored by the Leng family, and it is reasonable to save the eldest lady, as for Miss Leng San, the little old man doesn't know." ”

Wang Hong snorted coldly: "Old man, do you treat me as a child?" Or, do you think that because you have a high status and old qualifications, I really don't dare to kill you? ”

Van Gogh's expression remained unchanged, and he said with a straight face: "Little Lao'er is an ordinary man, how can he talk about his status, but Xiao Lao'er is not at fault, why should the son kill the old man?" Please advise! ”

Wang Hong was furious, pointed at Van Gogh's nose and scolded: "Bastard, you are in cahoots with Leng Meiying, not to mention ruining the Zhenguo Mansion, you really entered the palace, ruined the prison, killed the prison master and buried Sunset, Yun and other masters, do you still want to deny it?" ”

Van Gogh smiled indifferently: "The son looks down on the little old man, although the little old man has learned a little kung fu, how can he compete with the prison elder?" And kill the dignified one? ”

"Hmph, you naturally don't have this ability, but what about Leng Meiying?" Wang Hong snorted dissatisfiedly.

Van Gogh sighed.

"Although the Leng family is kind to me, but for Miss Leng San, Xiao Lao'er wants to say something disrespectful, with her reputation as 'the waste of the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion' and the 'shame of the Imperial Capital Academy', Gongzi thinks she can kill the Prison Elder and Lord Yun?"

In a word, Wang Hong was dumbfounded when asked, and even made him forget for a while that he had investigated Leng Meiying's extraordinary strength!

After Van Gogh's interruption along the way, Wang Hong delayed a lot of time, and when he reacted, he was already a cut behind the boss in terms of time.

"Wang Hong, don't entangle with him, I'm afraid the person has already left, let's chase it!" There was a majesty outside the house, and then most of the team members left with the voice.

Wang Hong glanced at Van Gogh hatefully, but at this time, it was important to pursue Leng Meiying, but he didn't bother with Van Gogh anymore, shook his hand, and left hatefully.

Looking at the Heavenly Group masters who had gone away, Van Gogh sighed heavily.

"My lord, the next thing is to depend on fate."

Van Gogh actually had a lot of complaints about Leng Meiying's recklessness in his heart, but at this time, the most important thing is to save his life, and as for anything else, it is not so important.

The eldest lady stood by the door, not saying a word, until everyone was far away, she shed two tears of worry, and then went back to pray for Leng Meiying.

At this time, Leng Meiying had been led by Le Bing and the three of them all the way through the hall and towards the most remote north gate.

When they were still dozens of meters away from the city gate, Le Bing and the others had to retreat back, because they saw that the city gate was completely □□, and hundreds of soldiers were waiting there.

Although they are just ordinary soldiers, they are entangled, and the three of them can't solve it instantly, not to mention, if they rush over forcibly, they will definitely alarm some masters.

This is the imperial city, it is the imperial capital, there is nothing else, there are many masters, especially the masters of the Martial Emperor level.

Since Leng Meiying made a big fuss about the palace last night, the entire imperial capital has been considered a □□, and there are not many people walking around the street.

And those who were homeless were placed outside the city by the city guards in batches, so if it weren't for the fact that Le Bing and the others had been packaged by Van Gogh before they came out, I am afraid that they would have been found to be abnormal by now.