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Qian Yongjiang died, and it was only a county order that the imperial court died.

For this kind of officialdom, no matter how to deal with the political affairs hall of Kaifeng City, it is just to rearrange a new county order.

But for the area of Huayin County, it is no less than a thunderbolt on a sunny day and a seven-magnitude earthquake.

Qian Yongjiang has been a county magistrate in Huayin County for more than ten years, and the wealth he has collected is very amazing, and he is naturally coveted by the big landlords, big businessmen, and rich people in this area.

But short-sighted, closed-minded people can't be big, since they can become local heroes, there is no one who is not a person with hands and eyes.

Therefore, although it is rumored in the market that Qian Yongjiang was destroyed by bandits and bandits, in the eyes of the real wealthy bosses, they do know that Qian Yongjiang has offended the real gods with high mana, and none of the famous and decent fairy masters around him can resist it, and there is even a monster that can't be killed no matter how he kills, but he was still easily killed by that person.

Although everyone didn't know who that person was, they knew that Qian Yongjiang was dead, and if Mrs. Ding, who was the closest relative, was there, it would be difficult for everyone to get any property.

Maybe Mrs. Ding is in a safety consideration and does not dare to occupy so many properties, but the wealthy family acts, such as sailing against the current, her Ding family does not do it, and naturally other powerful people will take action.

If Mrs. Ding is killed, everyone may have a chance to occupy the wealth of the Qian family, and then pick up the grass and beat the rabbit, and the property of the Ding family will also be divided among everyone.

But all this, there must be a peerless god in charge, otherwise if it is killed by that invisible master, everyone will lose more than they gain.

Xixia Kingdom, Xiping Mansion, Shenlong Street.

Xiping Mansion is the most prosperous city in the Western Xia Kingdom except for Xingqing Mansion, and Shenlong Street is the most prosperous street among them.

At first glance, this street is busy, bustling, and very prosperous, but people with good intentions have noticed that no one dares to ride a horse on this street.

If someone asks about the old man on this street, he will proudly tell you, not to mention that ordinary people dare not ride horses, it is Li Yuanhao, the founding emperor of the Western Xia Kingdom, who has to get off his horse and walk when he arrives on this street.

There is a Shenlong Temple on the street, and in the ancient and vast Shenlong Temple, there is a one-horned dragon king, the statue of the one-horned dragon king has an indifferent face, but a pair of eyes are deep and sharp, quietly looking into the distance, flashing with unknown light.

And under the statue, sat this old man in a white robe with a thin face.

The old man sat there quietly, as if it had been unchanged for eternity, the whole hall, like a peculiar space, quiet and serene, containing an ancient and tranquil atmosphere, occasionally a swallow that did not know whether to live or die flew to the door from the outside, to build a swallow's nest, but just arrived at the door, instantly fell into a strange whirlpool of power, was torn to pieces.

"Master, the Central Plains Flying Pigeon Biography."

A voice sounded at the door, and outside the main hall, there stood a tall man, his skin was bronzed, as if wrought iron was fine copper, he was dressed as a party nobleman, his eyebrows were shining, and at a glance, it seemed to be endless energy.

He stood at the gate of the temple, but did not dare to go in, but only respectfully reported it, and then stood there waiting.

After about a cup of tea, he felt that the breath inside the hall changed, a breeze blew, he breathed a sigh of relief, and walked into the hall, respectfully kneeling down to the thin old man under the statue to salute, if someone familiar with the system of the Xixia Kingdom saw it, he would definitely be dumbfounded.

This person is the second-in-command of the Xixia Yipintang, and he is also a famous warrior of the Xixia Hou clan, he did not hide the iron spear, he has a magical power, it is said that he has the power of ten dragons and ten elephants, and he is the backbone of the Wuzang clan, and he is also the master of the Zhentang of Yipintang, which is compared with the grandmaster masters in the Central Plains.

It was Li Yuanhao, the emperor of Western Xia, and because he was a member of the Tibetan clan, he did not dare to let him live in Xingqing Mansion for a long time, but ordered him to sit in Xiping Mansion all the year round, and he was not allowed to enter Beijing unless he was ordered by the emperor.

But at this moment, he stood respectfully in front of the old man, with a very respectful attitude, as if the most well-behaved student had seen the strictest teacher.

"Iron Gun, your heart is in turmoil."

The thin old man sat upright on the futon, his eyes closed, but above his forehead, there was a small sharp sarcoma, like a single horn, which was faintly shining.

Seeing this situation, the demeanor of the iron gun without hiding became more and more respectful, and he couldn't help but knock his head on the floor again, and his respectful demeanor was that Li Yuanhao, the emperor of the Western Xia Kingdom, would be shocked when he saw it.

Even if he is a master of the Grandmaster who dominates the entire Western Xia Kingdom, the invincible god of war who kills the Song soldiers and slaughters the Liao Army on the battlefield, Li Yuanhao is also very jealous of him, and in front of this old man, he does not have the slightest sense of challenge.

Because he didn't hide the iron spear, he knew that the old man in front of him was probably one of the most powerful land immortals in the entire Xixia Kingdom and even the entire world.

The most powerful servant of the Xia Kingdom, the Great Witch King Hong Zhong.

Hong Zhong, the great mana, is known as the wizard of the entire Xixia Kingdom, and is the existence that Li Yuanhao also respectfully treats, and it is said that the Li family set the capital in Xingqing Mansion because they did not dare to do whatever they wanted in Xiping Mansion, where Hong Zhong was located.

He is more than 100 years old, but when he was a teenager, he became famous all over the world with the sleeping fairy Chen Tuan Ancestor on Huashan.

However, he did not hide the iron spear, and unlike Chen Tuan's ancestor who paid attention to the people of Limin, Hong Zhong was famous for the divine power of the Wu clan in the northwest area, especially the sarcoma above his forehead, which was actually a one-horned, hard as a mountain, and powerful as a dragon elephant, so he was called the one-horned dragon king.

At this time, Hong Zhong said lightly: "What news?" ”

"Yesterday, the flying pigeon passed the book, in the Yongxing Military Road in the Great Song Dynasty, the Qian Yongjiang at the foot of Huashan Mountain was suddenly attacked by bandits and died, all the guards around him were killed, and the whole family of chickens and dogs was not left."

"Qian Yongjiang was killed?"

Hong Zhong opened his eyes suddenly, and instead of the essence of his imagination, there was a faint warm light.

"Qian Yongjiang is the true body of the Mandate of Heaven before Chen Tuan ascended to heaven, in order to stabilize Huashan, he drips blood into essence, so he can let the Li Shan lineage, the Zhong family, the Xiyue Jiang family, and his old Chen family maintain the peace of Huashan, and also let the Yongqin area have no demons to make trouble."

Hong Zhong stood up and walked slowly on the bluestone floor, recalling in a hoarse voice.

"If it weren't for that, I would have gone south to Yongqin and occupied that feng shui treasure land."

"As soon as Qian Yongjiang dies, several so-called famous and decent families will inevitably fall into chaos, and I can just fish in troubled waters and make a big fuss."

"The so-called Qin lost its deer, and the heroes chased it together, and the death of this insignificant mortal boy broke the balance in the Yongqin area. You immediately contact the wealthy family there, I want to fish in troubled waters and occupy that fat area, you can also take the opportunity to get rid of Li Yuanhao's control and get involved in the painting country, right? ”

Hearing that Hong Zhong Yiyu said his selfishness, he was not surprised that he did not hide the iron spear, but took it for granted, he knelt on the ground reverently, and said vigorously: "Thank you Master for your support, I will never disappoint you!" ”

"Humph!" Hong Zhong said: "Wait, Qian Yongjiang is just a mortal body, but there is a guy by his side who can't be killed, he is a descendant of the Protoss, called Tong Yin Zhong, it took me ten years to finally think of a way to crack his immortal body, but someone did it before me!" ”

"The immortals in the heavens can't go down to kill at will, so who killed him?"

Hong Zhong paused and asked lightly.

"Back to Master, the person who killed him seems to be a qi refiner, it is said that this person has smashed Tong Yin Zhong hundreds of times in a row, and finally completely shattered his bloodline technique, and his bones are gone, and his soul is not alive."

He replied respectfully without hiding the iron gun.

"Oh?" Hong Zhong laughed: "I actually used this simplest and stupidest method, but it was beyond my expectations!" ”

He looked up at the statue of the One-Horned Dragon King and said, "Sure enough, it's a great opportunity to go south to Yongqin!" ”