Snake City.

Ling Zhujun, who had finished buying the lake pen, disappeared into the long street, her figure passing through the roof like a ghost, and she also had an extra mask on her face, a mask in the shape of a rabbit.

The breath on his body was getting colder and colder as it flew by.

The long sword behind his back trembled slightly, as if he was speaking.

Ling Zhujun flew to the top of the Sacrifice God Tower, took out a bamboo leaf in his hand, and blew it gently.

Swish!

Four figures appeared out of thin air.

Each of these people was like Ling Zhujun, with animal masks on their faces.

Lions, tigers, bears, leopards.

"Is it cleaned up?" Ling Zhujun's gaze swept over the four of them and said indifferently.

The little girl in the past has now become a master in her own right, and all the masters of the Ling family bow down in front of her. But she knew that it wasn't enough, because she hadn't fully comprehended the 'innate' and that there was a long transition period in between.

It was during this 'transition period' that these ghosts dared to come out and make trouble.

"Settle it all."

"None of them will be left."

Each of the four gave a name on how they had done it.

"Have you found a den of thieves? What they stole must be recovered. Ling Zhujun nodded, approving the actions of the four of them.

"At the Snake Casino."

The man with the mask of a mad lion on his face gave an address.

He was in charge of tracking, and this time the Ling family was alarmed because those guys in the secret had moved things that shouldn't be moved. It was the secret medicine that was paid tribute to the Ling family's grandfather, and it was precisely because of this that the Ling family would send Ling Zhujun out to deal with this matter.

"Casino? No wonder. ”

Ling Zhujun was a little surprised, she originally thought that those guys would hide in a remote ravine like the thieves in the past. I didn't expect them to be so bold, so they stayed in the place with the most people in Ba Snake City.

"What are you going to do? I don't recommend killing them directly, this group of people who dare to stay in Ba Snake City must have their support. ”

The man with the tiger mask spoke, and the five of them came out to carry out this mission, Ling Zhujun was the temporary leader, they only had the right to suggest, and the final decision was still up to Ling Zhujun.

"I suggest notifying the offerings."

"No need."

Ling Zhujun drew out his sword, and as soon as the sword came out of its sheath, it immediately let out a soft sound, as if it was corresponding to his master.

"I'll be enough for one person."

As he spoke, Ling Zhujun's figure flashed, and he flew towards the Ba Snake Gambling House like a bird.

It's been a long time since it came out this time.

If it drags on any longer, it will make the husband beware.

Ling Zhujun, who was flying, touched the lake pen in her arms, which was a gift she brought to her husband.

The government office.

As a county magistrate, Wu Chong is very honest and lives in the government office most of the time on weekdays. There was a small courtyard behind the yamen, and he lived here with Ling Zhujun after he got married.

My father-in-law once hinted that even if there was someone behind him, there were some rules to follow.

He will stay in this place for at least three years, and after three years he will be transferred elsewhere. In this way, if nothing else, you can enter the center at the age of forty, and if you want to serve as a heavenly official, you must be fifty or higher.

Seniority is everyone's default rule, even the one sitting on the dragon chair, there is no way to break the rules.

If the rules are broken, people will die.

Squeak!

Wu Chong closed the window and returned to the room.

He sensed an aura outside the room just now, very similar to the masked man who had plotted against him on the road before. It seems that these people have made up their minds to treat him as a soft persimmon, and they are ready to start with him to deal with Ling Zhujun.

Although I didn't know what the plans of this group of people were, and what trouble Ling Zhujun had encountered on his side, this feeling made Master Wu a little unhappy.

When did he also become a soft persimmon?

"Ling Zhujun's Sword Polishing Stone group wants me to reject Zhujun, and then indirectly affect her, causing some irreparable tragedies?"

Although Wu Chong didn't know the overall plan, he could roughly guess it.

The masked man had forcibly 'written' a memory for him.

If he was an ordinary person, these memories would become a thorn in his heart, and at a certain critical juncture, it would hurt Ling Zhujun and make her fail in a certain period of time.

"I just wanted to be a good person."

After guessing a rough idea, Master Wu sighed.

He took off his robe, folded the clothes neatly and put them in the cabinet, the clothes were sewn for him by Ling Zhujun, and it would not be good if they were broken.

Change into a loose outfit and put it on casually.

Cracking sound!

The bones of his body twisted, and the power of the 'Yi' level poured into his body along the center of his eyebrows, changing his body in an incredible way, and when the breath subsided, a burly man appeared in the room.

"Don't blame me for delivering it yourself."

After taking a black hood and putting it on his head, Wu Chong slowly walked out of the door.

The power of a layer of breath appeared beside him, isolating his 'existence', and the guards guarding outside, including Dai Yong, were not aware of his existence.

Closing the door casually, Wu Chong flew in the direction of the masked man who was watching him outside.

Although it was the first time to use 'meaning' as an internal force, Wu Da was familiar with the road and adapted to it with a little flexibility.

The delusion has been studied for him, and it is very reasonable to use the realm of calligraphy and painting as an internal use!

In the dark alley, only one noodle stall is still open.

The voice of the husband in the distance came from time to time, urging those who stayed up late to go to bed. Wu Chong's figure landed on the side of the street like a flying flotsam, and his burly body was in stark contrast to this exaggerated light skill. The martial arts of this world are linked to the body, such a burly body is basically a strength-type martial artist, and the good ones are basically thin people.

"Who!"

On the edge of the noodle stall, a man in black who was eating noodles suddenly grabbed the knife placed on the table.

How did you get so close to be discovered?

Master!

He reacted instantly, and the owner of the noodle stall over there was already very familiar with running away.

This is the way of the world, those who dare to come out at night to earn this bowl of noodles have some means, at least they are better than ordinary people in terms of saving their lives.

The lantern swayed, and with Wu Chong's slow walk-in, a sense of oppression came to his face.

"Seeing that it's not easy for you to follow, I took the initiative to come to you." Wu Chong took off the hat on his head.

I thought I would encounter some ambushes, but I didn't expect it to be a weak chicken.

"It's you?!"

The face of the man who ate noodles changed.

immediately recognized Wu Chong's identity.

It's just that this figure has changed too much?

A question crossed his mind.

Groan!

The steel knife flashed, and the figure of the noodle-eating man had disappeared, and in the next moment, the person appeared behind Wu Chong as if it flashed, and it was a lore as soon as he made a move.

Wu Chong's appearance here proves that their previous guess was wrong.

In this case, any variable can cause great damage to their organization, and the best thing to do is to stop the loss in time, kill the person first, and then bring them back to complete the task.

(End of chapter)