It's night.

The squire's house is resplendent with gold, carved beams and paintings, countless delicacies are placed in front of the table, and the waiter is eating.

The originally peaceful night was soon filled with the beating of Guan Yunping this afternoon, which had caused a sensation in the whole house.

Looking at Guan Yunping, who was beaten and covered in injuries, Guan Shilang didn't have much expression on his face, and continued to take a bite of fresh demon beast meat and take a sip of good tea, as if blocking those accusations.

After all, if you can be a high-powered six-part squire, how can you be an ordinary person? If I really didn't have any brains, I would have been killed 10,000 times.

"Did you say enough was enough? Isn't that shameful enough? ”

Guan Zizhong put down the teacup and closed his eyelids, he had never looked at Guan Yunping, as if it was not his son who was beaten today, and said:

"Yun Ping, how many times have I told you! What are you doing in that broken cell every day? If you have time to do that kind of thing, you should practice hard with the martial artist master I found for you, and I will not be cured of my weak body and bones sooner, if it weren't for your brother, my housekeeper would be dead! ”

The subordinates present suddenly felt a chill down their spines, and originally wanted to make the master open up to their irresponsibility in the afternoon by selling miserably, but who would have thought that the master would scold the second son first?

"Dad, look at the wounds on my body, this is hitting me, it's hitting you in the face!" Guan Yunping said back, how could he let Qin Zheng go?

Guan Shilang opened his eyes, and glanced at Guan Yunping and those guards who were kneeling on the ground with an expressionless face, and immediately made their bones stand up, as if they were being targeted by a flood beast.

"You take this bastard boy back to reflect on it, I see which of you dares to take him out to swagger again, and there will be a full beheading next time!"

Guan Shilang's words are very powerful, no one can refute them, those subordinates are so frightened that their souls are almost gone, and they have kowtowed to ask for guilt, there is such a sentence outside, Guan Zizhong is a smiling tiger, he usually squints and is kind, but as soon as he opens his eyes, he will kill.

A terrible voice sounded in the house.

"Master, that's your own son, you can't ignore it!"

A beautiful woman in her thirties and eighteens came with a crying voice, although she was in her thirties, her charm still existed, and she was maintained as if she was in her early twenties.

The steward asked, "Are you sure it's my son?" It's not at all like when I was younger! ”

As soon as she heard this, the beautiful woman's tears flowed: "It's not yours, master, who else can it be?" You can't talk nonsense, in this case, I won't live as a concubine! ”

The steward said helplessly: "Madam, Ping'er is the result of your doting, if you continue like this, if you really cause something to me one day, our housekeeper may be destroyed!" ”

The beautiful woman didn't listen to this, and she asked rhetorically: "Master, you are in a high position in the imperial court, who can pull you down?" ”

It seems that it is necessary to ask Guan Yunping for an explanation today.

The waiter took out a letter from his pocket and threw it on the table: "According to the news from the capital, the little princess has made a private patrol, so this time I have to knock Ping'er well." ”

Seeing the letter of the beautiful woman's face, she still didn't want to give up: "But the person who beat Ping'er today is just an ordinary prisoner, and he is not an imperial ......."

Without waiting for the beautiful woman to finish speaking, the waiter closed his eyes: "I'll deal with it, Yunlong will take your mother down!" ”

The eldest son took a lot of good things and promises with all his might, and finally took the beautiful woman down, and the mansion was a little quieter.

Now that he could finally get down to business, he summoned the intelligence spies in the palace and asked, "I heard that the knife bearer has left the capital and headed for the B-word prison, it seems that he really wants to see the prisoner, what is his identity?" ”

"My lord, according to the investigation, this person has no background, and he has also joined the True Taoism."

"True Taoism? That cult against Haotian God? Are you sure you didn't miss other news, a cultist is worth Cao Xuanjing to visit in person? ”

This immediately aroused the curiosity of Guan Shilang, who concluded that Qin Zheng must have some secret on his body, and immediately ordered.

"Since that criminal is useful to Cao Xuanjing, then I won't let him get his wish, and I'll leave this matter to you, sir."

A black-robed man gradually appeared in the shadows, his face could not be seen clearly, and he exuded an unbearable aura of loneliness.

"Yes, sir."

......

Countdown: 24:00:00.

There is still a whole day left before the countdown to the crossing, and it is hard to imagine that so many things can happen in one day, he beat up the evil Shao, and was entrusted with a big task by Huang Ziyang for the reason of his kindness.

Ahh

Qin Zheng sneezed, feeling a little surprised, how could he, a nine-rank martial artist, get cold? Could it be that someone is talking about him? Thinking about it, there is only one person who meets this standard: Guan Yunping.

But he is not afraid, with Chen Yin and Song Kuncheng as shields, he really doesn't believe that Guan Shilang is so brainless and dares to send a master to kill him.

If he miscalculated, it would prove that the waiter was actually a wine-stuffed rice bag, a sapi.

Suddenly, the wind howled, and the temperature of the entire prison dropped by many degrees, as if falling into an ice cave, and the jailers at the door suddenly fell to the ground for some reason, foaming at the mouth.

"Who's pretending to be a ghost!" Qin Zheng sighed lowly, the muscles of his whole body tensed, and he entered a fighting state in an instant.

Bang bang.

The cell door shook wildly, and the sound was constant, like the farewell sound on Huangquan Road.

Boom!

Qin Zheng felt a chill down his spine, and a needle pierced into his body, and he immediately threw a punch in the back.

I saw a swarthy head being shaken back like a leather ball, and he looked at him viciously.

This is the head descending division of the small border countries along the border of Great Xia.

There are many kinds of transcendent systems in this world, there are many people who have inspired to open a sect and establish a system, and in addition to the most common martial artists and warlocks, there are more well-known Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism, among which there is an incomplete system in Daomen, called Organ Technique.

There are also Gu masters, diviners, corpse chasers, great witches, and so on.

Not to mention that the surrounding small countries have also made up a lot of new things, but most of them are incomplete systems except for Buddhism, and it is difficult to reach the elegance.

The head descending master is one of the incomplete systems that are difficult to ascend to the elegance, although it is impossible to practice to one grade, the highest can only reach the fifth grade, and the order is: medicine Gu descending, flying down, sound descending, talisman descending, and spirit descending, the method of killing the head out of the body is the most unfathomable killing technique of the eight grades flying down, although the upper limit is very low, but this system is very evil, and it is quite difficult to deal with in the low-grade stage.

"You are really interesting, there is not a trace of weirdness on your body, and you have become a nine-rank martial artist, according to my investigation, you were just a cultist a few days ago." The hoarse voice was like the yin wind on the yellow spring.

"The investigation is very clear, since you know so much, you can't be let go alive."