After Wang Lun and Na Yan Po cherished the gentleness, they had an endless aftertaste, and finally understood what it was like to be drunk in the gentle township.

Looking at the charming Yan Poxi in his arms, thinking that he was a person who had crossed into this world from modern times, and was able to sleep with the characters in the novel, Wang Lun couldn't help but have a strange sense of weirdness.

"What are you thinking, official?"

Yan Po asked with silky eyes on Wang Lun's chest. At this moment, Yan Poxi's heart finally fell, and the man in front of him couldn't run away.

"There's a fire on Panlou Street, go put out the fire!"

Outside the door, the street suddenly resounded with the sound of gongs, drums and shouts.

"Pan Lou Street!"

Wang Lun suddenly shouted loudly in his heart: "It's not good!! I missed a big deal! ”

After speaking, Wang Lun couldn't care about Yan Po anymore, and hurriedly put on his clothes and ran out.

When I ran out into the street, I saw a house not far to the northeast burning into the sky, dyeing the night sky extremely red.

Wang Lun's heart was in turmoil, and he couldn't care about it anymore, so he ran frantically in the direction of Panlou Street.

When Wang Lun ran to the place where the fire broke out, he saw that the house had already turned into a sea of fire, and the surrounding crowd carried buckets to put out the fire, but the fire was too big, and the water immediately turned into water vapor, which had no effect at all.

"Who started the fire in their house?"

In a hurry, Wang Lun grabbed a passer-by beside him and asked eagerly.

"It's the sect leader's house, it's a pity."

Hearing the passerby's answer, Wang Lun's heart was half cold. Just because he rushed into his brain, for the sake of the spring breeze, he never caught up with this scene.

"Brother, I'm sorry for you! I'm drunk and misguided, and I don't have the face to see you again! ”

Wang Lun followed the sound and looked over, and found a burly monk kneeling on the ground and crying, the big one cried so much that it was heartbreaking, which made people sigh.

The monk's clothes were charred black, with traces of being burned by fire, and both sleeves were burned, revealing a pair of hands that were burned with some flesh and blood. His face and head were all black, and it was obvious that he had just escaped from the fire.

"Hero, are you the flower monk Lu Zhishen?"

"Who are you and how do you recognize the Sprinkle family?"

Lu Zhishen wiped the tears on his face and asked helplessly.

"I'm Wang Lun, a white-clothed showman, brother, I can be considered to have found you!"

"Wang Lun, a white-clothed showman? Haven't heard of it! ”

Lu Zhi said directly without thinking about it.

Wang Lun's face was a little embarrassed, but he continued: "Brother Lin Chong is a guest at my house, and I came to Tokyo this time to pick up Brother Lin Chong's wife and father-in-law. ”

Lu Zhishen was startled, stood up suddenly, walked to Wang Lun's side and asked, "Really?" ”

Seeing Wang Lun nodded, Lu Zhishen suddenly choked up again: "I'm sorry for Brother Lin Chong, I failed to live up to his entrustment, I couldn't protect his wife!" What face will I have to see him again! ”

Wang Lun's heart was gloomy for a while, the two of them coveted the things in the cup, and the other coveted the joy of fish and water, but in the end they couldn't prevent the tragedy from happening.

"That's not right! My brother Lin Chong regards his wife as a person whose life is still important, why didn't he come over in person, but let you come over to help? Who are you, recruit from the truth, otherwise Hugh blames the Sprinkler family for knocking you to the ground with three punches and two kicks! ”

Looking at Lu Zhishen's face full of doubts and annoyance, Wang Lun hurriedly touched it in his arms, only to find that the poem written by Lin Chong had forgotten in the inn.

"Lu Tixia, I have the poems written by Brother Lin Chong himself as proof, but I came in a hurry and landed at the inn. This is not the place to talk, why don't you follow me to the inn and then make plans? ”

Lu Zhishen obviously didn't believe Wang Lun's words, and he was heartbroken at this moment, and he had no place to vent, so he shouted and punched Wang Lun's body.

"Gao Yu, that old thief sent you, a thief, to lure me to a secluded place to lead people to surround and kill the Sprinkle family, right? Sprinkle the house, and that's the result for you! ”

Lu Zhishen's fist was powerful and fierce, and the cold fist wind wrapped the fallen leaves on the ground, squeezing the air quickly, forming a crackling explosion.

Looking at this unavoidable punch, Wang Lun's heart sank, and the true yuan in his body came out of his body, instantly forming a white crystal shield on the surface of his body, and he forcibly withstood Lu Zhishen's punch.

"Bang!"

Wang Lun stood in place and shook his body slightly, and the white shield flickered for a while, but finally supported it.

And Lu Zhishen took three steps back in a row with a "bang, bang", looked at Wang Lun in front of him in disbelief and said in surprise: "You guys have practiced good martial arts, but the Sprinkle family has underestimated you!" I didn't do my best just now, come again! ”

Lu Zhishen stretched out his right hand and grabbed it on the ground this time, and the fine iron Zen staff weighing one hundred and sixty or seventy pounds on the ground was suddenly held in his hand.

"Take a cane!"

As Lu Zhishen spoke, the Zen staff in his hand was danced like a swimming dragon, and the majestic Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi instantly filled the places within ten steps around his body, forming an unparalleled coercion.

"Ah, run!"

The surrounding crowd could no longer care about fighting the fire, and ran in all directions to run for their lives.

Wang Lun was in a hurry, this Lu Zhishen seemed to be just a seven-rank reincarnation realm cultivator, but his fighting skills and fighting experience far surpassed him, although Wang Lun was a big realm higher in the realm, but when he really fought, he might not be able to beat this brave Lu Zhishen.

But in the current situation, Wang Lun has no way out, and can only rely on a higher realm, an incomparably stronger and purer true element to make up for the lack of moves and skills.

The two martial arts masters made moves, and almost all of them used their full strength, and in an instant, sand and rocks flew within a radius of 100 meters, and the wind was fierce, and the end was extremely terrifying.

"Two brothers, stop!"

At the critical moment, Zhu Gui rushed over, holding the poem written by Lin Chong himself.

Wang Lun and Lu Zhishen stopped for the time being, and Zhu Gui took the initiative to walk to Lu Zhishen's side, handed the poem to Lu Zhishen and said: "Brother Tishi, please see, this is written by Brother Lin Lin, this is not the place to speak, please follow me to the inn to talk about it." ”

Lu Zhishen looked at Lin Chong's handwriting, and followed Wang Lun and Zhu Gui to the hotel where they were staying.

After waiting for Zhu Gui to tell the ins and outs, Lu Zhishen bowed to Wang Lun: "Brother forgive the sin, the younger brother has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, offended the brother, the crime deserves death!"

Wang Lun smiled and stretched out his hand to help Lu Zhishen up: "Brother doesn't have to be like this, you and I both regard Brother Lin Chong as relatives, and Wang Lun can personally experience your grief!" At this point, it's useless to be upset, but I have a question for Brother Tiha. ”

Lu Zhishen hugged his fists: "Brother, please speak!" ”

Wang Lun thought for a moment and then asked, "Brother, did you see Lin Chong's lady hanging herself in the sea of fire?" ”

Lu Zhishen touched his head, then shook his head and said, "That's not true!" ”

"Then do you personally confirm the face of the woman who hanged herself in the sea of fire?"

Wang Lun then asked.

"The fire is too big to approach. However, it was indeed Lin Chong's brother-in-law's father-in-law, Zhang Jiaotou's house, that caught fire. ”

"What about the head of the sect? Even if Lin Chong's lady hanged herself, why did she set fire? Who set the fire? What about the head of the Zhang sect? ”

Wang Lun asked again.

"That's right! How come I didn't think of this stubble! ”

Lu Zhishen patted his head vigorously and shouted loudly, and at the same time, his eyes burst out again.