Donglin City, Changsheng Wine Workshop.

Although it has only just opened, the business of the brewery is excellent and it is already full.

At this time, people are vying to talk about three major things.

One is that Xiao Wangyeye's brother Dong Heming was killed, one is that a prisoner escaped from death row yesterday, and the other is that someone made a big fuss in the rouge building last night.

Overnight, these three things spread throughout Donglin City and became the focus of everyone's discussion after dinner.

"Have you heard, Dong Heming, who yells five and drinks six every day, was actually killed in the street yesterday! And the murderer is still a teenage young master, I don't know if it's true?"

"What's that, and what is even more surprising, yesterday's death row was broken down, and some prisoners escaped from death row. That's comparable to the existence of the palace, I heard that there are many master guards guarding it, and those guards are all Heavenly Soul Realm martial artists, how can people escape from death row?"

"These are not a problem, there were still people who made trouble in the Rouge Building last night!"

"Yes, yes, I heard that it is a young master of a super big family, and he bought all the girls in Feifeng Pavilion, not to mention, but also robbed everyone in Feifeng Pavilion. What an unheard of wonder!"

“......”

The people in the brewery are proud to know more and more news, and the more they talk, the more energetic they become.

At this time, at a corner of the winery, two figures sat there silently, with a strange smile on their faces, which was very incongruous with the noisy environment around them.

These two people are not others, they are naturally Jiang He and Zhuo Ping.

Zhuo Ping listened to everyone's discussions, couldn't help but smile, suddenly remembered something, and said in a low voice: "I said Brother Jiang, you won't all do these three things, right?"

When he was in Feifeng Pavilion before, Dong Chengqian had already recognized Jiang He and said a few words, but Zhuo Ping didn't care about it at that time, but when he thought about it, he connected everything together.

"What do you say?"

"Damn, it's really all you!" Zhuo Ping directly burst into a rough button, and the expression on his face instantly stiffened.

Who would have thought that in one day, the three major events that shocked Donglin Wangcheng were all done by one person, and the person who did these three things was still a teenager.

In fact, three things are connected, and in Jiang He's view, it is one thing.

If he hadn't killed Dong Heming, he wouldn't have been put on death row, and if he hadn't been put on death row, he wouldn't have escaped from death row.

If you don't escape from death row, you won't see Duan Rou being arrested in the Rouge Building, and then the next big trouble in the Rouge Building and other things won't happen.

In a word, everything is cause and effect.

Jiang He didn't care about Zhuo Ping's surprise, his eyes always looked out the window.

They were waiting for Wang Xian and Shentai Mingjing to appear at this time.

Changsheng Distillery is located at the intersection of the main road of Donglin City, and the mirror of the Tai Tai has to pass through here every day, so Jiang He chose to wait for her here.

"The man we're looking for is here. ”

After a while, Jiang He's eyes looked outside the winery, and two figures appeared, it was Wang Xian and Yutai Mingjing.

"Brother Jiang, are those the two people you are looking for?"

Zhuo Ping saw Wang Xian and Tantai Mingjing walking side by side, and realized that the strength of the two was not weak, and they were not very old, and their talents were very strong, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

"How's that? Jiang He raised his eyebrows, looking a little proud.

Zhuo Ping frowned and said, "Brother Jiang, you won't lie to me, how can there be a son whose strength is weaker than that of his entourage?"

"These two people are young, and they are actually in the late stage of the Heavenly Soul Realm, especially that woman, who is about to set foot in the Divine Soul Realm, it's outrageous. ”

Zhuo Ping looked suspicious, thinking that Jiang He was teasing him.

Even Wang Xian's strength is five small realms higher than Jiang He, and such a master-servant relationship is indeed difficult to convince.

"It looks like I'm going to improve as soon as possible. ”

Jiang He smiled strangely and said, "Brother Zhuo, how about you go and help me test the strength of the two of them?"

Zhuo Ping didn't know Tantai Mingjing, which showed that he had just come to Donglin City.

If he was from Donglin City, it would be impossible not to know the Spiegel.

Jiang He wanted to see what kind of strength Wang Xian was, and at the same time he was a little curious about the Tai Spiegel.

He only knew that the strength of the Tangtai Ming Mirror was a half-step Divine Soul Realm, but he didn't know the real combat power of the latter.

"This ...... Doesn't seem like so, right?"

Zhuo Ping looked embarrassed and said: "I don't know anyone, and I see that female cultivator is very good, I go to find fault, isn't I looking for death?"

Zhuo Ping felt that Jiang He must have deceived him, Wang Xian and Yutai Mingjing must be Jiang He's enemies, otherwise why would they test the strength of others for no reason.

Zhuo Ping thought that if he went to fight that woman and attracted countless strong enemies at once, he would be dumbfounded.

So I can't go, I can't go.

"Brother Zhuo Ping, I won't let you help in vain, half a bottle of Qilin Blood, how about it?" Jiang He suddenly spoke.

Zhuo Ping heard Jiang He talk about the Qilin Blood, and thinking of the feeling of taking the Qilin Blood before, it made his blood boil, and he stood up: "Okay, deal!"

Jiang He saw Zhuo Ping's murderous look, and hurriedly advised: "Don't hurt them." ”

Zhuo Ping was stunned for a moment, Jiang He asked him to test the strength of others, and he was not allowed to hurt the other party, what does this mean?

"Don't worry, I'll come when I go!" he didn't think it was too right, and directly agreed, and then strode out of the brewery and into the middle of the street.

Jiang He smiled playfully, using the blood that Wang Xian didn't need in exchange for someone else beating him up, which seemed to be a bit smiling.

At this time, there were many people on the street, and Zhuo Ping stood arrogantly in the crowd and yelled: "Get out of the way of Lao Tzu!"

This sound was like thunder, and it scared others to avoid it.

Tangtai Mingjing and Wang Xian walked side by side, and saw a strong man in the middle of the road not far in front of him, and roared, arrogant and outrageous.

The two stopped at the same time, their eyes locked on the strong man in front of them.

"Who are you? dare to make trouble in Donglin City!" "Yutai Mingjing stepped forward directly, unconcealing his anger.

Someone is arrogant in front of her, isn't this looking for death?

The crowd recognized the mirror of the stage, and their faces showed strange looks and began to discuss.

"It's Master Yutai who is here! This fool is going to be unlucky. ”

"This guy's voice is earth-shattering, and you look at his size, his arms are thicker than my thighs, and his strength must be good. ”

"Hmph! What if the strength is strong! Dare to be arrogant under the nose of the master of the platform, this thing really eats the heart of a bear and a leopard gall! Wait and see how he dies. The eyes of the Master of the Shotai cannot rub the sand!"

The crowd was talking, all waiting to see a good show.

Zhuo Ping heard the discussion, and the muscles on his face twitched, Jiang He was hurting him.

But things have come to this point, and Zhuo Ping can't retreat, so he has to yell and say arrogantly: "Your grandfather Zhuo Ping is just going to be wild, what can you do with me?"

"If you dare to make trouble, you will pay the price!"

Before the mirror could react, Wang Xian beside him roared in a deep voice, the unicorn knife was held in his hand, the heavy blade made a buzz, and then a sword stabbed at Zhuo Ping.

Wang Xian was anxious about how to let Jiang He see Duanwang, and he was in a panic, and now he saw an arrogant goods to provoke, where could he bear it.

As soon as he made a move, it was the three knives of purgatory.

"The first cut!"

In an instant, a terrifying knife shadow appeared, overwhelming the sky, and directly pressed towards Zhuo Ping.

"Wood, be careful!"

Yutai Mingjing screamed in surprise, she knew that Zhuo Ping's strength was very strong, and he was still above her, and it was very dangerous for Wang Xian to make such a rash move.

Wood, this is the new name of Wang Xian by the Spiegel, and it seems that the two are making good progress.

"Look who's harder!"

Zhuo Ping smiled, one big hand clenched into a fist, and his muscles gradually hardened, and it was actually a direct flesh and blood body to bear Wang Xian's attack.

"Bang!" The shadow of the knife collided with the shadow of the fist, making a loud roar, and the terrible aftermath shook out, and Wang Xian's body was shocked and retreated wildly.

Zhuo Ping also looked stunned, he didn't expect that Wang Xian only had the strength of the eighth layer of the Heavenly Soul Realm, and the power that suddenly erupted was so strong, almost no less than a martial artist at the peak of the Heavenly Soul Realm.

"Is this kid really Brother Jiang's entourage?"

Zhuo Ping looked at Wang Xian and was surprised, "What the hell are these masters and servants, their strength is so weird." ”

Wang Xian summoned the Black Prison Qilin Battle Spirit, and the crowd exclaimed, all of them didn't expect that this young man, who looked fifteen or sixteen years old, actually had such strength.

"It's so strong!" Zhuo Ping felt the colossal momentum above the Qilin Knife, and exclaimed, and immediately the true yuan of his whole body exploded, and a giant wild boar three feet tall appeared behind him.

The giant boar roared in the sky, raised its arms, and actually blocked the unicorn knife alive.

There was a loud bang, and Wang Xian was hit back a few steps again.

"Poof!" Wang Xian was attacked by Zhuo Ping's battle spirit, and his chest was suffocated, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"Wood, are you alright?" Yutai Mingjing stepped forward, and a cold look appeared in his eyes when he looked at Zhuo Ping.

"I'm fine. ”

Wang Xian nodded slightly, looked up at Zhuo Ping, and wondered in his heart, this guy could hurt him hard, why did he show mercy to his subordinates.

But the mirror was angry, and scolded: "You should die!"

After speaking, a fierce wind rolled up, and a long red whip roared out, like a blood-red giant python, attacking Zhuo Ping.

"Huh?" Zhuo Ping was slightly stunned, just for a moment, there was a "snap", and the long whip was directly whipped on his face, leaving a blood mark.

This seems to be the battle spirit of the mirror of the Tai, the power is extraordinary, but there is no flash of light, and the level cannot be determined, so it should also be a special war spirit.

"What a fierce momentum. Jiang He was hidden in the crowd, and he couldn't help but admire the momentum of the mirror of the stage.

He thought to himself, with his current strength, without using the Heaven Slashing Sword Spirit, he might not be the opponent of the Mirror of the Heavens.

"You ......" Zhuo Ping was whipped on his face, and he couldn't help but be annoyed, but before he could say anything, Yutai Mingjing shot again.

The whip suddenly became straight, like a long stick, and struck him in the face.

"Okay, you little girl, it's just a half-step Divine Soul Realm, I'm really afraid that you won't succeed. ”

Zhuo Ping roared angrily, and immediately slapped out with a palm, and the terrifying palm power pounced fiercely, rolling with huge force, like a vast sea.

Even if the attack of the mirror of the Tai Tai was stagnant, it could no longer invade for half a minute, and it was reversed back by the impact of the huge force.

"Mingjing be careful!" Wang Xian exclaimed, and just wanted to make a move, but he felt a fierce sword qi roaring towards him.

The sword qi roared, and it turned into a sword shield in the air, blocking Zhuo Ping's violent palm.

Yutai Mingjing was slightly stunned, and suddenly felt how this sword qi was so familiar.

"Master Shantai, we are talking in the winery. While she was still in doubt, Jiang He's voice sounded in her head.

The mirror was surprised, looked around, and did not see the figure of the river.

She set her eyes on Zhuo Ping's body, who also regained his composure, looking at her with some anger.