After burying Tian Bo's body, Lin Zheng returned to the villa again, and took back the Yuan Stone taken by the poor Kou, and of course the pair of strange weapons were also put in the Qiankun bag by him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info But the other party is really the same as the name.,It's a poor man.,Except for two weapons.,Nothing else.。

At this time, the dark guard brought two purple cloud horses out of nowhere. These two horses with bright purple fur were the same as the ones he saw Ning De riding at the gate of the Hou Mansion when he first came to Jinyang. Unexpectedly, the BMW that I dreamed of at the beginning would be seen again in this kind of escape.

This kind of Ziyun horse is dedicated to the border army's elite riding Ziyun Guard, which can run thousands of miles in one day, not only is its speed far beyond that of ordinary horses, but its endurance is also excellent. I'm afraid that except for the Hou Mansion, no one can take them.

Lin Zheng got on the horse, but found that the secret guard was just standing on the ground and did not make any other movements.

"Why, aren't you leaving. ”

"Young Master Lin, you go first. Leave me alone, I have other tasks to do. You go out from the villa, go to the official road, go directly to the south, go to Hengzhou, if the Hou Ye comes out, he will also go there to meet you. ”

"There are two pills in this, the green one is used to treat injuries. The red one can temporarily improve his strength, but Young Master Lin should use it carefully, and it is better not to use it if it is not at the critical moment of his life. The dark guard instructed and handed Lin Zheng a porcelain vase.

"Okay, I got it. By the way, I still don't know what your name is. Lin Zheng asked.

For this secret guard who had fought with him, he was grateful in his heart, if it were not for the other party, he would have died in the villa at this moment.

"Our secret guards are all orphans adopted by Hou Ye in the border state, and they have no names. If Young Master Lin wants to be called, you can call me Jiazi. The Dark Guard smiled and whispered.

Lin Zheng didn't feel the other party's life experience, everyone has their own story, and they don't need the sympathy and pity of others.

"Take care, we'll see you in Hengzhou. Lin Zheng didn't say more, gave up his hand, and drove away.

Seeing Lin Zheng's figure disappear, Jiazi couldn't hold back anymore and spit out a mouthful of blood. The hook at that time not only pierced his vest, but also injured his heart, although he had forcibly suppressed the injury with his internal qi, but I am afraid there was not much time left.

However, Lin Zheng was already very satisfied if he could escape.

As for the task he just said, it is not to deceive the other party. He does still have a task, and that is to create the last chance for Lin Zheng. He didn't tell Lin Zheng that Poor Kou was never alone, he also had a wife, Qi Kou, and his cultivation was even above him.

If he could, of course Jiazi hoped to return to the city and contribute to the Hou Ye. But with his current situation, I'm afraid he won't even be able to enter Jinyang City.

Jiazi took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom, poured out a crimson pill, and raised his head to eat it. This pill is the same as the one he gave to Lin Zheng just now, it is called the Violent Blood Pill, and only if you know the situation of death, the secret guard will use it.

As soon as he took it, Jiazi's pale face became ruddy, and his complexion was even a few points better than that of most normal people.

Jiazi sighed suddenly, grabbed the neck of the Ziyun horse beside him, and the iron drill was suddenly inserted from the horse's jaw, this technique was the same as when he killed the poor man at that time.

If he could, he would never have killed such a good horse. But since he had decided to stay, he could not leave the horse for his pursuers.

It's not that I'm afraid that the other party will know the identity, and at this time of year, there's no need for that. He was afraid that with the speed of Ziyun Horse, if he was obtained by the other party, everything he had done before would be in vain.

After doing all this, Jiazi didn't even have time to do the aftermath work, so he showed his figure and disappeared into the villa.

After more than half an hour, Ning Cheng and his party came to the villa.

As soon as she entered the villa, the red and green Qi Po suddenly left the team and flew to the back house of the villa.

Ning Cheng and the guards around him were quite strange at first, but the scene on the way from the front yard square to the back house made them inexplicably shocked. Countless courtyard walls and houses were destroyed, and clay pots and other things were shattered, and it was clear that there was a great battle here.

But isn't Poor Su a strong martial arts sect who has been perfected the day after tomorrow, how could someone in the mountain villa let him make such a big offensive.

When Ning Cheng walked into the backyard, Qi Po was kneeling on the ground with a corpse in her arms. The corpse's face was smashed into a mess, and there was no human appearance at all. But it is not difficult to see from the clothes that it is the poor man who has just left them.

Qi Po didn't cry, just muttered to herself on her knees, and couldn't hear what she was saying.

Ning Cheng couldn't help but feel bad, he was still complacent before he came.

The Hou Mansion is about to be eradicated, and Lin Zheng, who has been invisibly oppressing himself, is about to become the target of arbitrary abuse by his subordinates. All this is such a pleasure for him.

But now, seeing the corpse of the poor man, he felt that perhaps he was wishful thinking. Lin Zheng is far from being as easy to grasp as he thought, and now even the poor are dying here.

The determination in his heart to take revenge couldn't help but weaken a little. I want to inherit the title of marquis, because these little things overturn in the gutter, and the gains outweigh the losses.

"Senior Qipo, don't be too sad. The poor old man has already gone, and his bones can't be placed like this, or let's go back to the city first. I must choose an auspicious day to bury the poor old-timers. "Ning Cheng organized himself to come up with the best words he could.

Qi Po raised her head, her expression was wooden, and she could even be said to be expressionless. That fat face, which originally looked funny, was more terrifying than the poor man lying on the ground in Ning Cheng's eyes at the moment.

"Young Master Ning is scared, do you want to go back to the city. ”

Ning Cheng was stared at by Qi Po's unsparkling eyes, and his heart couldn't help but feel furious.

"Senior Qi Po, you said that, but you misunderstood me. I'm just worried about the Hou Mansion. After all, you also know that Ning Yuanshan has been entrenched in Jinyang for so many years, and it is not so easy to eradicate. If there were seniors in charge, my father would have been much more relaxed. Ning Cheng felt that his teeth were chattering as he spoke.

"I'm asking you if you want to go back to the city. ”

Ning Cheng wanted to nod his head in agreement now, but the hatred in Qi Po's eyes made him unable to speak, especially the faint killing intent, which made him break out in a cold sweat behind his back.

"How is it possible, today's matter is brought up by me, no matter what, the death of the poor predecessors is the responsibility of the next. Besides, Lin Zheng's kid has an enmity with me. ”

"Let's go, let's go now. Ning Cheng immediately took a stand.

Ning Cheng couldn't wait to slap himself twice, he had nothing to do and had to kill Lin Zheng. If you want to kill it, forget it, and come in person.

Hey, now I can only hope that the master who killed the poor man will not bump into him, otherwise he will really be unlucky.

Ning Cheng swept over at a glance, and the more than ten guards who came with him were the highest in the early stage of martial arts. When the time comes, don't talk about protecting yourself, it's hard to say whether you can delay some time.

As the guards who have been following for a long time, their thoughts coincide with their masters, and they are also full of apprehension, but when they look at Ning Cheng, they all open their mouths, as if they are in a hurry to say something.

Ning Cheng wondered in his heart, what kind of expressions did they have, they hadn't met the enemy yet, why did they look like they were dead. Although he already knew that the subordinates his father had brought him were a bunch of rubbish, it wasn't like that.

In his eyes, Qi Po suddenly pounced on him, and the huge smoking gun in his hand flew out first, and the smoking gun pierced through the air and let out a scream.