"Back to the pen!" Zhang Yange said to Nie Xiaoqian.

After saying that, his eyes were full of excitement, because he finally saw a Martial Saint who had changed his blood!

Practicing the marrow is like frost! Blood is like mercury!

You can really be reborn and your body is unsullied!

Yang Shou can be at least two hundred years.

This old man's punch could directly make Nie Xiaoqian's soul fly away.

But Zhang Yange's eyes were full of excitement.

He didn't meet a powerful martial artist when he came to this world, and now he finally met one that he could touch!

The old man punched and pushed out.

I saw that the air flow around him seemed to have a gust of wind, violently detonating, even greater than the mountain torrent driven by the Nine Princes that day! More intense!

Nie Xiaoqian was directly shocked by this huge blood qi and trembled.

"You're a little too underestimated!" Zhang Yange hugged the cat in one hand, and crackled out with the other hand.

At this time, Zhang Yange's punch and kick implied the avenue. He looked extremely calm, and even more casual like an antelope hanging its horns.

One slap made the old man suffer a small loss.

His blood was surging, and Nie Xiaoqian hurriedly hid in the pen.

Huang Zhifu thought that when this gentleman came, he could easily kill this person.

But no matter how it looks, it seems that the man in the navy blue robe has the upper hand.

It is no exaggeration for this old gentleman to say that he is an immortal.

He was originally sent by Qin Tiantai to supervise this night walk of the hundred ghosts, and if the Nine Princes dared to cross the line, he would kill him.

Unexpectedly, the night walk of the hundred ghosts ended up becoming a joke.

The old man was tall and large, and his arms were almost up to his knees.

Those two big hands were like two white jade gates.

He has a very high rank in Qintiantai, and there is only his legend on the rivers and lakes at this time.

Back then, his nickname on the rivers and lakes was called the Heaven Splitting Hand, and now people call him Dong Lao!

"You are that Zhang Yange." Dong Ping opened his mouth and said.

"Do you recognize me?" Zhang Yange stroked the cat gently, and it was almost woken up just now.

Dong Ping shook his hand without a trace, "Killing the imperial court official, although you have merit, but this is also a big crime!" ”

"You heard what he just did." Zhang Yange stroked the black cat indifferently, and the black cat fell asleep under his petting.

"I heard you!" Dong Ping looked at this Huang Governor's Mansion.

He also felt that there was something strange about it.

Huang Zhifu trembled all over, and his body collapsed on the chair like a skin.

Huang Zhifu's soul is scattered!

Zhang Yange and Dong Ping stepped forward to investigate.

"The soul is destroyed by itself!" Dong Ping said in surprise.

Zhang Yange lightly tapped his eyebrows, his soul was out of his body.

But nothing unusual was found.

Dong Ping had detailed information about Zhang Yange's battle with the Ninth Prince, but he was still slightly surprised when he saw Zhang Yange out of his body.

It's not that there are no people who follow the path of martial arts and Taoism together.

But such people are rarely successful.

But Dong Ping couldn't see Zhang Yange's depth, he believed that if the two of them let go of the fight, they would definitely lose at that time.

Where did this demon come from?

Zhang Yange's soul returned to his senses and released Nie Xiaoqian.

"He should have committed suicide by secret methods, he was really scattered, and there was no proof of death!" Zhang Yange's tone was full of murderous intent.

When he arrived in Qiantang County, he felt like he was surrounded by a net.

It's a step slower to do anything by yourself.

He didn't like it!

He's going to find the person behind the curtain anyway and blow his head off.

Nie Xiaoqian looked at Zhang Yange with some confusion.

Originally, she wanted to avenge her parents with her own hands, but the enemy died like this...

"He should have done it when you were at home, and there's nothing wrong with that, but I always feel like there's a hand behind the scenes!" Zhang Yange said to Nie Xiaoqian.

"This kind of secret art that can make a person's soul fly away, there are not many left in the world. But there is definitely a problem behind allowing a prefect to die willingly like this. Dong Ping checked again and said.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Yange asked.

Dong Ping looked at Zhang Yange, "Are you interrogating the old man?" ”

"What do you think?" Zhang Yange frowned and asked.

Dong Ping smiled, "We are all practicing boxing, and we can speak with our ability!" ”

"It's not convenient here, let's find a place. If you lose, answer my question honestly. Zhang Yange stroked the black cat twice.

Cat is really addictive...

"Okay." Dong Ping laughed.

The next day, a two-year event occurred in Suzhou.

One is that the prefect died of a serious illness and died in office, and the other is that a mountain outside Suzhou is directly gone.

Both of these things have something to do with Zhang Yange.

At this time, he was petting the cat while waiting for Dong Ping to wake up.

This old boy is at least a Xuanyuan big rock in the snow.

When it was almost noon, Dong Ping woke up.

After he sat up, he looked at Zhang Yange warily, who drank tea and said, "Drink some tea?" ”

Dong Ping sat opposite Zhang Yange.

They were in an inn, and Dong Ping frowned at the tea in front of him.

Is this tea for human drink?

"Isn't there a Biluochun?" Dong Ping asked.

"Yes! But it's expensive, so you have to drink it and buy it yourself. "Zhang Yange will live at a glance.

Dong Ping...

"The old man is satisfied."

"Tell me what you know, you won't tell me that you are the prefect's bodyguard, right?" Zhang Yange took a sip of tea.

The black cat had already woken up, and it jumped directly onto Zhang Yange's shoulder.

looked at Dong Ping with those green eyes.

"This cat is extraordinary." Dong Ping couldn't help but sigh, "How can the Huang Governor's Mansion let me be his bodyguard!" The old man is a martial saint!

One of the top ten masters! ”

"What are you ranking among the top ten masters?" Zhang Yange asked with interest.

"Eighth!"

"I'll get to know the first few of them when I have a chance." Zhang Yange took a sip of tea, "Okay, let's go on, why did you appear there." ”

It can be seen that Zhang Yange is very distrustful of Dong Ping.

"A hundred ghosts walk at night, and the old man is the overseer."

When he said this, Zhang Yange glanced at him.

The disdain in his eyes made Dong Ping a little helpless, this time the matter was that Qin Tiantai did not take advantage of it, and exchanged the lives of the people for peace.

"Qiantang matter, the old man lived in Suzhou for a while, this season is suitable for eating crabs, do you know that Suzhou drunk crabs are really a must."

This old man is very good at life...

"Once the official talisman of the Huang Governor's Mansion is damaged, there will be a reaction from Qin Tiantai. When I found out, I came over and took a look.

Although a prefect dies when he dies, the law of the great cadre cannot be trampled on. Dong Ping took a sip of tea and put it down and stopped drinking.

"That prefect cares about people's lives, I'm afraid that he has trampled on the law of Daqian in your mouth." Zhang Yange said mockingly.

He didn't have any good feelings for this guy from Qin Tiantai.

Dong Ping was speechless for a while, but Zhang Yange knew that he didn't lie to himself, and it was really just a coincidence that he came to save Huang Zhifu.