Bidding farewell to Mu Qingxue, Shen Lang first went to the port horse market, bought a dark horse, and then rode out of the port, bypassed the Yingzhou capital city, and galloped northeast along the official road.

Just as he was riding his horse.

Above the sky, a giant eagle, as seen from the ground, was just a small black dot, slowly hovering among the clouds, its position almost always in sync with the sinking waves on the ground.

On the outskirts of Fucheng, someone stood on a hill, looked at the sky with a monocular, observed the movement of the giant eagle, and saw the giant eagle turn to the northeast, and immediately shouted:

"Get on the horse!"

Up and down the hill, there were more than 30 people, all dressed in filial piety clothes, carrying long swords, and at the same time turned over their horses, rode their horses and whipped, and chased in the direction indicated by the giant eagle.

Meanwhile.

In the capital of Yingzhou, in a restaurant box, someone also whispered:

"The direction is changing...... Madame, the man moved! ”

A moment later, there was a knock on the door and a whisper:

The man was separated from Mu Qingxue at the port, bought a black horse in the horse market, and left on horseback alone. He did not enter the city, but went straight around the city and went northeast. ”

"Let's go, catch up! Don't forget to send a message over there! ”

"Wait! Madame, be uneasy, could this be a trap? Could Mu Qingxue be using him as bait to do fishing? ”

"Hmph, someone is coming to the capital, Mu Qingxue will soon be entangled and unable to get out. Even if it's a trap, we have time to swallow the bait! Without further ado, this tripartite cooperation to hunt down our common enemy, even if that kid has wings, he will break his wings and fall to his death! ”

Soon, a peregrine falcon flew out of the window of the restaurant, flew into the air like lightning, and flew towards the outside of the city, all the way to a private harbor on the sea outside the city, and landed on the mast of a sea ship.

Someone climbed up the mast, fed the peregrine falcon two small fish, and took a small bamboo tube from the eagle's talons, turned over and lowered the mast, and hurried into the cabin.

In a few moments, a group of people stepped out of the cabin and flew straight down the ship.

One of the two people in the team was wearing a high hat, a white cherry blossom shirt on a black background, a wide skirt, and a three-foot cane, as if it was Li Ying, the Eastern Army Master of the Ghost King!

Port.

After watching Shen Lang leave.

Mu Qingxue was waiting to follow secretly, escorting Shen Lang for a ride, and before she could take a step, she suddenly frowned slightly and looked sideways.

Not far away, on a trestle berth, a seemingly ordinary merchant ship was docked.

At the bow of the merchant ship stood a middle-aged man dressed as a rich man.

The middle-aged man has a rich appearance, a white face, a kind smile, and seems to be harmless to humans and animals, but the coldness contained in the depths of his eyes is enough to freeze the blood of ordinary people and even the lower third-grade martial artists, and they are paralyzed.

Looking at the rich middle-aged man for a while, Mu Qingxue's eyes were solemn, and she said in a low voice: "Grandpa Zhang! ”

The distance between the two sides was dozens of meters, but her voice clearly reached the ears of the rich middle-aged man.

And the slightly feminine voice of the rich middle-aged "Gonggong Zhang" soon echoed clearly in Mu Qingxue's ears:

"Mu Zhutou."

"Gonggong Zhang is not in Beijing to serve His Majesty, why do you come to Yingzhou?"

"Since I have been ordered by His Majesty, I came to Yingzhou on business. Unexpectedly, I met Mu Zhutou here. ”

Mu Qingxue's voice was cold: "Is it really a chance encounter?" ”

Father-in-law Zhang smiled softly: "Why do you need to be careful? Nature is just a chance encounter. ”

"It's just a chance encounter...... Mu Qingxue's eyes were cold: "Why did Grandpa Zhang firmly lock on to this head catcher with a gas machine?" Don't you want to do it with me? ”

Grandpa Zhang smiled:

"Don't dare. Our family's nine mysteries can only be condensed three, how dare you do it with Mu Zhutou? It's just that our family's messenger this trip has something to do with Mu Zhutou......

"I heard that Mu Zhutou captured a group of pirates who are not weak? His Majesty has recently set up a 'Dead Soldiers' Battalion, and is determined to put some serious crimes into the 'Dead Soldiers' Battalion, and when the Northern Barbarians invade the border in the south after this autumn, they will send the Dead Soldiers' Battalion to charge into battle, so that they can be reused.

"Our family is here to receive these pirates at the behest of His Majesty. By the way, the stolen goods confiscated by Mu Zhutou were escorted into Beijing. In this way, it also saves Mu Zhutou the effort of escorting him in the future. That's the way it is, please cooperate with Mu Zhutou, and then take our family to hand over the pirates and thieves. ”

Hearing this, Mu Qingxue's heart couldn't help but sink: The emperor's reaction was so fast!

Even since she appeared on Shark King Island, it has only been about twenty days, and most of the journey is still far away, the emperor has actually learned the news, and he also sent a big eunuch to Yingzhou!

Is it because of the big eagle of the South China Sea Sword Sect?

The only thing that is uncertain now is whether the emperor knows that Jin Yiming was killed by Shen Lang.

If you already know......

So Shen Lang's trip to Beijing is probably going to face many cold guns and arrows!

And now that Father-in-law Zhang has set his sights on her, even if she wants to escort Shen Lang for a ride, she can't get out of it at all.

I can only pray to myself, the emperor still doesn't know that Shen Lang killed Jin Yiming, and he doesn't look down on him as a little shrimp, so don't send too strong a master to deal with him.

With the protection of Shen Lang, with his own martial arts and Taoism......

Well, the main thing is Taoism and marksmanship.

Shen Lang is very powerful in practicing martial arts, and he can't do it in actual combat. As for his kind of rigid swordsmanship that only follows the order of cheats one, two, three, four, and doesn't know how to adapt to improvisation, a martial artist with a little actual combat experience knows how to deal with him.

Therefore, at least before practicing internal strength and true qi, and being able to overwhelm people with force, Shen Lang's martial arts should try not to participate in actual combat.

But even so, as long as there are no martial artists of the fourth rank and above, and monks of the sixth rank and above, he should be able to cope with the past.

In addition, last night, she had already used a magic weapon to transmit Shen Lang's news to the Jingshi Divine Capture Hall, and briefly stated Shen Lang's merits and qualifications.

With his qualifications, he will definitely attract the attention of Lord Yan.

As long as Lord Yan starts to pay attention, even if he is far away in Beijing, he can give Shen Lang a great security guarantee.

At least, under Lord Yan's attention, some strong people who even Mu Qingxue had to be treated cautiously would not be able to deal with Shen Lang in person.

Now, I hope that Shen Lang can be more clever and lucky.

But if you sink into the waves...... Shouldn't you be as unlucky as her?

When he was thinking about it, the father-in-law said gloomily:

"Lord Mu has been slow to speak, but he is not satisfied with His Majesty's arrangement?"

Mu Qingxue took a deep breath, suppressed the distractions in her heart, and said without being humble or arrogant:

"Don't dare. Please let Gonggong Zhang express the holy decree, and when he sees the holy decree, the official will act in accordance with the decree. ”

Grandpa Zhang smiled slightly:

"Then please come on board and receive the order!"

……

At noon, the sun was blazing.

Shen Lang stood beside the road, led the horse into the forest next to the road to escape the heat, and took out the water and bean cake from the fine pen space, fed the mount, and then took out a small horse, sat down in the shade, and drank chilled rice wine to relieve the heat while chewing the meat pancakes.

As for where did he get this chilled rice wine......

Of course, rice wine exists in the space of a little fine brush.

Two days ago, he accompanied Chen Yuniang to buy goods at various warehouses in the port, and he didn't have time to practice the seven-grade spell "Water Mirror Shadow Appreciation Technique", so he took the time to spend most of the night and cultivated a small Western technique "Ice Touch" that did not enter the rank.

This spell is the same as the "Flame Finger", it is for apprentices to practice their hands and familiarize themselves with the composition of spells, and it is not lethal.

It is very practical in daily life, especially when it is used to chill drinks.

After casting the spell, press your hands on the jar of wine, and within a moment, a jar of rice wine will be as sweet and cold as ice.

swallowed ten pancakes with sandwich meat in one go, ate ten hard-boiled eggs, two catties of roast whale meat, and drank a whole jar of ice rice wine, Shen Lang finally ate and drank enough.

After resting for half an hour, just as he was about to continue his journey, he suddenly felt a slight heat on the back of his hand, and the little bone thought came:

"I'm in the Psychic Realm!"

For the promotion of Xiao Gu, Shen Lang is not surprised.

Previously, when he was at sea, Xiao Gu confidently assured him that he would be able to advance in a maximum of seven days.

After that pledge, four days at sea and two days at Yingzhou Harbor, and today is the seventh day.

And this seventh day is only halfway through, Xiao Gu has been successfully promoted, although Shen Lang is not an accident, but it is also a big surprise.

got up and looked outside the forest for a while, and saw that there were no pedestrians on the official road outside the forest who were hurrying under the scorching sun, so he went deep into the forest for a while, summoned Xiao Zhao out, held the fine pen in his mouth, and told it two sentences.

After the sinking wave enters the space.

Xiao Zhao held a half-bald brush in his mouth, and his little short legs jumped with strength, rising more than three feet high, jumping onto a horizontal branch, and then jumping several times in a row, and soon disappeared into the dense canopy of five or six feet above the ground.

Dotted fine pen space.

Shen Lang saw the small bone at a glance and noticed the difference.

Its slender bones are whiter, and the surface is also covered with a layer of crystal enamel, as if plated with a layer of glass, which looks delicate like a work of art, but does not have the delicate and fragile feeling of a work of art, but gives people a sense of indestructibility.

The left tail finger of its left hand, which had been left with a missing phalanx, was restored, and the newly "grown" phalanx was indistinguishable from its original bone.

It has two small bone pockets bulging from its forehead, and it looks like it is about to grow a pair of horns, but it is not hideous and strange, but rather cute.

The change in appearance is just that.

Of course, the little bone that was promoted to the second realm demon was not just as simple as a change in appearance.

【Bones...... Ordinary Sword ...... I can't cut it......]

Xiao Gu held a refined steel knife in his right hand, and casually gave his left arm a hard blow.

The steel knife slashed at its arm bone, making a crunch of bells and bursting out with a dazzling spark.

Under the crackling of the knife, the bones of the small bones and arms were unharmed, and the blade of the steel knife instead collapsed into a soybean-sized gap.

【Hundred Forged Dark Iron Sword...... It can only be ...... Such! 】

It casually threw away the steel knife, picked up the hundred-forged black iron sword that was inserted upside down in front of it, and was about to slash at its own arm.

"Wait!" Shen Lang hurriedly shouted.

This is a four-grade sword, even if it is not infused with internal force and true qi, and it has not stimulated the supernatural, it can easily cut through the iron armor with its sharpness.

After drinking, the blade of the sword hovered above the left arm of the little bone, only a trace away from the arm bone.

It tilted its head to look at Shen Lang, the red light in its eye sockets flickering, and it clearly conveyed its doubts with its "eyes".

"Don't take a sword and slash at yourself. I know you don't feel pain, and your bones are extremely tough, but this is a four-grade sword, wouldn't it be bad if your hand cut it off? ”

[Chop, constantly.] At most, only cut out, one, small notch. 】

In other words, even if the four-grade sword, if it doesn't stimulate the divine with internal force and true qi, it will also cut the bones of the small bones?

Shen Lang smiled and congratulated, and said seriously:

"Such a beautiful bone, even if it is only a small notch, it is not enough."

[I can, myself, heal, no, scar. 】

Xiao Gu conveyed his heart like this, and although he was a little regretful, he still put down his sword.

In addition, Shen Lang also felt a little surging joy from its emotions.

Is it because you praise it for its beautiful bones?

The little skeleton also knows that Aimei?

Shen Lang shook his head amusedly, and suddenly realized something:

"Little Bone, you still can't speak?"

Scarlet shook his head, opened his jawbone, and pointed to the empty mouth and throat:

[I don't, vocalization, organ...... The second realm, either, can not speak. Maybe, until you reach the realm of the demon pill, you can ......]

Shen Lang sighed, but soon laughed again:

"It's a pity, but you're now able to deliver your voice much more smoothly than before. In the past, it was not easy to pass a few words. ”

Xiao Gu is a skeleton ghost, his emotions are naturally deserted, almost nothing, and he usually uses his body movements to communicate with Shen Lang, and it is difficult to convey his heart vividly like small fish.

It's still a bit stumbling now, but at least it can convey a complete sentence with a large number of words.

At this time, Xiao Gu sent a heartfelt voice to Shen Lang again:

[Mine, spells, have also become, more powerful......]

As it spoke, it opened its mouth and blew, and a bone-chilling wind whistled out.

Where the cold wind passed, the ground was covered with a layer of cold frost, making a crunchy sound, and in the dim cold wind, there were two skeleton phantoms wearing residual armor and only the upper body, holding large knives, making a crackling and slashing momentum.

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