"The Demon Suppression Division handles the case, and there must be no contact with local officials when you go to the locality."

"You should know very well that you are not allowed to accept banquets, arrangements, and benefits from local officials, right?"

Lu Ning stared at Zou Wenjing and scolded coldly.

"Xiaguan, Xiaguan ......!" Zou Wenjing's face alternated red and white.

"Humph! Knowingly, you still want to pull this official into the water, are you full of awe? Lu Ning frowned.

"The lower officials, the lower officials know that they are wrong, and they still hope that Deputy Secretary Lu will be angry!" Zou Wenjing had a bitter smile on his face, and his attitude of admitting his mistakes was also very sincere.

"This official asked you, answer truthfully, have Wei Feng Qianhu been to Sangcheng?" Lu Ning urged Haoran to be righteous, stared at Zou Wenjing and asked.

For a moment, Zou Wenjing suddenly felt that he was a good official who was honest and honest.

He hurriedly said respectfully: "Deputy Secretary Huilu, Wei Qianhu, I came to Sangcheng at five o'clock five days ago, but I don't know if I have left Xiaguan or not. ”

"Do you know the Golden Scales?"

"I know, but the lower official hasn't seen him in person."

"Tell me, where is the Golden Scales?"

"This ...... Every time he met with Xiaguan, it was in the secret room of the Red Sleeve Workshop. ”

"Who's with you?"

"It's also two people wearing masks, and their strength is very strong......"

In just a moment, Lu Ning asked Zou Wenjing about the Golden Scale Prince.

The Golden Scale Boy has indeed stayed in Mulberry City for a long time, and the place where he appears every time is the Red Sleeve Workshop.

The Red Sleeve Workshop is the most famous green building in Sangzhou, and it is a good place to hide dirt and dirt.

In addition, Zou Wenjing has never seen the Golden Scale Boy in other places, let alone the true face of the Golden Scale Child.

Since the death of Tang Jing and Lu Yue, the Golden Scale Boy has recruited two masters of the upper three grades as personal bodyguards.

The two also wore fish scale masks, and could only distinguish the three from their clothes.

Boom!

Zou Wenjing collapsed on the floor in confusion, covered with cold sweat.

"Lu, Lu Deputy Director ......"

"Let's go back, this official has important things to do, and I don't have time to chat with you."

Lu Ning didn't look at Zou Wenjing, who was paralyzed, and turned around and continued to pack his things.

Zou Wenjing always felt that he had told Lu Ning all the secrets in his heart, but he didn't seem to remember it.

Seeing that Lu Ning didn't know how to lift, he couldn't be reluctant.

He immediately got up from the ground, turned around and left.

Not long after, Gu Wushuang and the three of them came to Lu Ning's room, and Gu Wushuang asked, "My lord, just Zou Wenjing came to look for you?" ”

Lu Ning nodded: "Let's go, go to the Red Sleeve Workshop." ”

The three of them nodded and went downstairs with Lu Ning.

Night falls, and the silver moon is like a hook.

On the streets of Sangcheng, people come and go, so lively.

Relatively better than the rest of Sanzhou, after all, it is a state and county city.

Suddenly, in the most prosperous and lively Fengyuan Street, the four of them saw the red sleeve workshop with high atmosphere and singing and dancing.

Standing on a stone arch bridge, Wei Zhuang's poems suddenly floated through Lu Ning's mind:

At that time, he was young and thin.

Riding a horse leaning on the bridge, full of red sleeves.

Looking at the door of the Red Sleeve Fang, the warblers and Yanyan shook their silk scarves at the passers-by, Lu Ning's eyes flashed slightly.

In a moment, four people approached.

Yingying Yanyan surrounded her and surrounded Lu Ning and the four of them into the green building.

The old bustard is a middle-aged woman who still has charm, and when she saw four little white faces, three young people, and one young man, she couldn't help but smile.

"Four sons, please enter the inner hall."

The old bustard smiled and invited Lu Ning to the four of them, and with her eyesight of reading countless people, she could see that the four of them were extraordinary.

Of course, one of them is not a son, but a woman dressed as a man.

Lu Ning didn't speak, just followed the old bustard to the inner hall.

The Red Sleeve Workshop is divided into an inner hall and an outer hall.

The outer hall is a place for people of average status to listen to music and drink.

The inner hall is a place where powerful sons, wealthy young masters and other people with social status gather, and the quality of the girls is also several levels higher than that of the outer hall.

"The four sons will sit first, and the girl will sit with them in a moment." The old bustard led Lu Ning and the four of them to a private seat with a screen partition, and walked away with a smile.

Lu Ning didn't care, this old bustard was a fourth-grade master, and he must have seen that Pei Tianbei and the three of them had strength, so he entertained him personally.

His consciousness spread out in an instant, and he explored the secret room in the Red Sleeve Workshop.

After a while, after the inner hall, extending underground, there is really a place with a relatively large space and a luxurious construction, like a palace.

Lu Ning's eyes flashed, and when he was about to investigate carefully, a group of flowery girls rushed over, screaming in their mouths, disturbing him.

Now.

In the underground palace, the face of the golden-scaled boy who was looking at the cultivation books sank.

"It's him!"

Snapping the book together, the golden-scaled boy quickly stood up.

"You found it here?"

"Someone leaked a secret?"

The face of the golden-scaled boy was extremely ugly, and the person wearing a black cloak and a Jinling mask on the side said in a deep voice: "Childe, I will go out and kill him." ”

"Nope! Someone deals with him, and you leave with Ben Gongzi. ”

The Golden Scaled Boy's eyes flashed, and he reached out and pressed it on the golden chair he sat down.

Behind it, a stone door like a dark gold background wall opened with a bang.

"Let's go!"

The golden-scaled boy flashed and disappeared into the underground palace with the people.

Then the dark gold background wall stone door slammed shut.

"Get out of here!"

In the inner hall, Lu Ning pushed a woman away, he was just interrupted by two women, and when his divine sense was probing, he just saw the golden scale boy walking into the stone door of the background wall and leaving the underground palace.

"You three stay safe!"

Lu Ning suddenly got up and admonished, and the person had disappeared in place.

It's so fast that it makes a group of girls change color.

"People, what about people?"

"Where's this son?"

The old bustard in the Red Sleeve Workshop had a calm face, she wanted to stop Lu Ning, but her strength was not enough at all.

Because at this moment, Lu Ning has already arrived in the underground palace.

Whoosh ......!

As soon as he entered the dungeon, powerful crossbow arrows shot out of holes in the walls.

Airplanes!

On Lu Ning's body, a golden light flashed, and those crossbow arrows were blocked out until all the dense crossbow arrows were shot out, and they were instantly shattered by his true qi.

Immediately walked quickly to the golden chair, reached out and pulled a mechanism button.

Bang!

The stone door like the background wall opened, and Lu Ning entered it in a flash, and found that it was a pitch-black road.

Immediately, the divine sense probed carefully, and then walked towards the end of the tunnel as fast as possible.

After a cup of tea.

Lu Ning rushed out of the three-kilometer-long Yongdao, and there was a barren grassland outside.

The silver moon is like a hook, hanging high in the night sky.

Shout!

As soon as he stood firm, a sound of breaking the air came.

Lu Ning's expression froze, and he disappeared in place.

Poof!

The sword light flashed, and where Lu Ning was standing just now, a ten-meter-long deep sword mark was slashed.

On one canopy, Lu Ning flashed out, staring at the other canopy thousands of feet away.

A man dressed in white with flowing black hair.

The man in white looked like he was in his thirties, with his hands behind his back, standing there quietly, as if he was waiting for Lu Ning.

People look very young, but those eyes are very cold, and they also give people a sense of vicissitudes.

"Your name is Lu Ning?"

"Yes!"

"Did you kill my senior brother, second senior brother, third senior brother?"

"Tianshan Swordsman?"

Lu Ning stared at the man in white and asked rhetorically.

"Yes, Su Jianxing."

The man in white put his hands behind his back and said coldly: "Kill you, come with me." ”

Lu Ning's eyes flashed coldly, kill me? I still have to go with you?

You're sick!

Thinking of the experience, Lu Ning sneered and followed in a flash.

At the same time, his consciousness spread out, and he found that within a radius of a hundred miles, he could not feel the figure of the golden scale boy.

About a cup of tea.

Lu Ning followed Su Jianxing to a relatively cold mountain peak, the cold wind was howling, and the clothes and robes were blowing.

"Here, Yunlu Mountain!"

"Die here, with thousands of heroic souls as companions, you are not lonely!"

Su Jianxing's cold eyes swept over Yunlu Mountain for a hundred miles, and the reckless mountain range was endless.

Lu Ningjian's eyebrows sank: "This is Yunlu Mountain?" ”

Su Jianxing said: "The one behind us, the misty peak, is the real Yunlu Mountain. ”

Lu Ning looked back, a towering mountain range, six thousand zhang long, even if it was a second-grade powerhouse, he couldn't fly up in one go.

"This was where the Battle of Yunlu was held?" Lu Ning muttered.

The battlefield is definitely not on Yunlu Mountain, but under Yunlu Mountain, beyond the rolling mountains, there is an endless battlefield.

"Let's do it."

Su Jianxing said coldly, he didn't want to talk to Lu Ning at all, and at the same time, there was a solemn look on his face.

But being able to kill his senior brother, second senior brother, and third senior brother in seconds shows that this young man's strength is also extremely strong.

Don't dare to be careless.

Su Jianxing's right arm opened slightly, and he shook it for a moment, and a long sword pierced through the night sky, flashing with spiritual light, and rotating around his body, like a high-spirited swimming dragon.

Lu Ning frowned, his palm swiped on the jade belt, and the spring equinox sword turned into a blue light and flashed out, falling in his hand.

Seeing that Lu Ning took out a sword, it was still a spirit sword.

Su Jianxing's eyes sank slightly, there are not many spiritual weapons in this world, and there are a few.

The Tianshan faction happened to have a spirit sword, the Dragon Sword.

It was the spirit sword in his hand.

And the spirit sword in Lu Ning's hand is like the spring equinox sword that has been missing for thousands of years, because the autumn equinox sword is red light, which is easy to distinguish.

"Deep Sea Dragon!"

Su Jianxing didn't talk nonsense, and urged You Longjian to hit Lu Ning.

The rolling sword tide is like a scene caused by a giant dragon rolling in the deep sea.

Seeing this, Lu Ning took a deep breath, and at the same time that the golden bell jar erupted on his body, he displayed the "Taichu Qingyun Sword Technique", a move 'Sword Pointing at Qingyun'.

The vernal equinox sword was like a meteor under the night sky, cutting through the space with a bang, bombarding the rolling sword tide and opening a gap.

Su Jianxing controlled the You Long Sword, although the sword tide cracked, it did not shatter, frantically squeezing the Spring Equinox Sword, and countless sword qi and sword light were clashing.

In an instant, the spirit swords of the two clashed for thousands of rounds.

Su Jianxing's face was calm.

In the past fifty years of practice, this is the first time that I have seen a young man who can match himself in swordsmanship, which is simply incredible.

Lu Ning also had a calm look on his face, Su Jianxing, the head of Taichu, and the master of Baiyun Guan were afraid that they were all masters of the same level.

Even if Su Jianxing's cultivation is not as good as the two of them, his combat power is definitely at the same level, because the real breath is in charge.

Although Lu Ning can fight with the late stage of the second grade or the first battle, it is also the most ordinary second-grade powerhouse.

If you meet a genius in the second grade, it is difficult to say.

After all, there are strong and weak people in the second grade.

Su Jianxing is obviously a genius-level second-grade powerhouse.

Airplanes!

At this moment, all the pine needles on the Fangyuan pine tree fell off, like an overwhelming sword qi, shooting towards Lu Ning.

The golden bell jar flickered and quickly became larger, instantly blocking the dense pine needle sword qi.

The top of Yunlu Mountain.

The three figures stood sideways, and the person at the head was the golden-scaled boy in a loose cape, and the two behind him were wearing black cloaks and golden masks, and they were his personal bodyguards.

"I really can't imagine that in October last year, he fought with Sanpin at most, and now he can compete with Su Jianxing of Tianshan Mountain? What a shock! ”

The Golden Scale Boy's voice was mixed and said in a deep voice.

"Childe, do you want me to take the opportunity to get rid of him?" The golden-faced bodyguard on the side said, his voice slightly low.

"No!"

The golden scale boy waved his hand and said, "Su Jianxing, if you can kill him, kill him." ”

"If you can't kill him, spare his life."

"After all, such a young genius, it's a pity to kill him, save his life, maybe he can be used by this son in the future."

The golden-faced bodyguard said: "I'm afraid that he doesn't know the current affairs and will become the biggest obstacle to the son in the future." ”

"Boom!"

The Golden Scale Boy sneered: "If it's really then, it's not too late to kill him." ”

Hearing this, the golden-faced bodyguard didn't speak again.

Airplanes!

On the mountain peak, the golden bell jar around Lu Ning's body became larger again, shattering the pine needle sword qi around his body.

The next moment, a hundred-zhang tall Vajra Divine Shadow appeared on his body, fused with the Golden Yang Thunder.

The King Kong Divine Shadow thundered and lightning around him, and tore apart.

There are three rounds of golden thunder and lightning in the back of his head, which are as amazing as the scorching sun.

The King Kong Divine Fist fused with the Golden Thunder Buddha, and the two divine powers consumed half of Lu Ning's true yuan in an instant.

"King Kong Divine Thunder!"

Lu Ning roared angrily, and a punch blasted out of the air.

Zila!

The terrifying thunderbolt fist suddenly burst out, shattering the rolling sword tide, and a punch landed on the spring equinox sword, and the spring equinox sword broke through the air with a thud.

Su Jianxing's face was extremely ugly, this young man performed the Qingyun Sword Technique of the Taichu Sword Gate, but the fist technique was the fusion of the King Kong Divine Fist of the Great Buddha Temple and the Golden Thunder Buddha of the Golden Thunder Temple.

What a wonder!

The key is success!

Dingding......ding!

Seeing the spring equinox sword stabbing in front of him, Su Jianxing's face was extremely ugly, his toes were a little on his toes, and he flew out a hundred zhang away, and the dragon sword made a high-spirited sound.

Collide with the equinox sword, equally.

But behind the equinox sword, there was also a huge King Kong Thunder Fist blasting.

The oppressed Su Jianxing retreated a thousand meters again.

Bang!

A mountain was instantly cracked by the King Kong Thunder Fist, and the flying equinox sword flattened the top of another peak.

Su Jianxing frowned, and his vicissitudes of life flashed with solemn color.

"Take another punch from me!"

Lu Ning let out a low snort, and he, who was still thousands of feet away, came to Su Jianxing in the blink of an eye.

"In a flash? No, it's not ......"

Su Jianxing's face was extremely ugly, he thought that Lu Ning was performing "Instant Thousands of Miles", but he felt that Instant Miles was not so fast.

Therefore, after exclaiming, he pointed like a sword, and a condensed and true sword quickly formed, bombarding with Lu Ning's King Kong Thunder Fist.

Rumble!

Under the punch, Su Jianxing's face turned pale, followed by flushing.

Poof, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The next moment.

The whole person couldn't bear Lu Ning's sky-shaking fist power, and was blasted hundreds of feet away, hitting a mountain, and blood spurted from his mouth again.

"How so?"

On the top of Yunlu Mountain, the eyes of the golden-scaled prince were full of shock.

He didn't expect that it was Su Jianxing who was defeated.

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