Liang Cheng gathered the remains of Boss He and these people and burned them clean, and then shook out all the things in the storage bags on their bodies and looked at them, and found that Boss He's men were all poor eggs, there were nothing decent, and the spirit stones were pitiful, and there were not many together.

Only Boss He is not too poor, except for his pair of water-splitting Emei thorns, which look good in quality, there are some other strange things in the storage bag, some things seem to be used for makeup, and there are many different clothes, some men and women, some are of excellent texture, and some are sewn from coarse cloth. It seems that the clothes styles of the three religions and the nine streams have been collected by Boss He.

Liang Cheng thought about it for a while and understood, after searching the soul just now, although he didn't know much about this Shadow Pavilion, he also knew that this was a killer organization, specializing in taking orders to do that kind of assassination and killing of mouths, that Boss He may be a killer under the organization, but with his ability and cultivation, I am afraid it can only be classified in the lowest range. These different clothes may be intended to be worn on different occasions and after makeup into different identities.

Liang Cheng took out a few sets of women's clothes that looked more suitable for Wei Zhilan, and prepared to wake up this woman and let her wear them, at least in terms of appearance, she had to look like a person from Beizhang Kingdom, and not show her flaws. As for Liang Cheng himself, he doesn't need to change his clothes at all, because the set of clothes on his body is specially customized for a lot of money, and he can completely convert into different styles according to his own mind.

Liang Cheng finished handling everything, walked over and leaned over to pick up Wei Zhilan, walked into the felt tent, and gently placed her on the blanket spread on the ground, but after she drank the medicinal wine, although her consciousness was blurred, it was a spring rippling, her cheeks were crimson, her eyes were like silk, and a pair of jade hands hugged Liang Cheng tightly, and her mouth let out a hungry moan.

Liang Cheng shook his head, and said in his heart Wei Zhilan should be able to grow a little after taking this lesson today, he actually reminded her just now that the wine can't be drunk, but unfortunately she doesn't have any trust in herself at all.

Of course, Liang Cheng also deliberately let her drink the fruit wine later, because the wine was not fatal. Second, Liang Cheng didn't want to use the Demon Dao Technique in front of Wei Zhilan, and it was not wise to show his hole cards in front of this unreliable woman at will. The third is to have the intention to let her suffer a loss, so that she can kill her arrogance, so as not to be so disobedient to herself in the future.

Liang Cheng took out an antidote pill and brought a bowl of water to Wei Zhilan, and after taking it, he broke free of Wei Zhilan's entanglement with a pair of jade hands like white lotus, and put a set of Beizhangguo women's clothes he got from Boss He on the side of the futon. He turned and walked out of the tent, and sat alone by the campfire, quietly thinking about what to do next.

......

But it is said that in Wuning City, the capital of Beizhang Kingdom, it is dark at this moment, but the city is still full of people. In the night, a thin white-clothed scholar was walking in the bustling streets.

It is said that this Wuning City, as the national capital of Beizhang, is located in the central region of the country, with a dry climate all year round, suitable temperature, rich products and smooth traffic, so it is not only very prosperous, but also has a large population.

In the bustling flow of people, the white-clothed Xiushi seemed to walk steadily, and his figure was unhurried, good

It's like a stroll. But if you look closely, he walks very fast, and soon he comes to a golden pavilion in the bustling market.

I saw that this pavilion is seven stories high, brightly lit, and very magnificent. There is a huge plaque inlaid under the eaves of the top floor, and three big characters are written in black letters on a white background - "Shunhua Building", if you stand a little far away from the building, you can see that each floor of this exquisite and magnificent pavilion is full of red lights, and the scene of drunken gold. The prince and grandson drank and had fun, and the warbler and the swallow sang and danced endlessly. Coupled with the sound of silk and bamboo, it is not difficult to know that this is a Fengyue place in Wuning City.

The white-clothed Xiushi glanced at the lively main entrance of Shunhua Building, but turned around and entered an inconspicuous alley next to the pavilion. This small alley is filthy and dilapidated, with a lot of garbage piled up on the ground, and there is a smell of urine in the air, unlike the bustle of the main street, this small alley is dimly lit, deserted, and empty.

The white-clothed Xiushi walked quickly to a corner of the alley, where there was an inconspicuous small door, Xiushi took out a small black iron plate, and lightly swiped on the dilapidated small door, "squeak", and the small door opened.

The white-clothed Xiushi quickly dodged into the door, and the small door closed softly, and the whole alley became empty again.

After the white-clothed Xiushi entered, there was another world inside, and when he entered, there was a wide corridor, covered with a blue-gray carpet, but the decoration on all sides was very simple, there was nothing superfluous, and every twenty steps along the corridor stood against the wall a puppet man with a sharp blade, these things exuded a metallic luster, the structure was exquisite, the lines were smooth, and it looked like a killing machine, exuding a dangerous atmosphere.

Although these puppet people were motionless, the blades in their hands were shining coldly, adding a murderous aura to this place, and generating great coercion, if ordinary people came here, I am afraid they would have lost their temper a long time ago. But the white-clothed Xiushi walked down the corridor to the end without pause, and then went up the stairs at the end until he reached the third floor.

After reaching the third floor, the white-clothed Xiushi walked into a hall, came to the middle of the hall, bowed to an empty chair in front of the hall, and said softly: "Ugly Eleven has been summoned to come, please give orders from Your Excellency." With that, the white-clothed Xiushi stood with his hands down.

A moment later, a black figure appeared on the seat, this figure was blurry, like a wisp of black smoke, gently drifting, looking like an old man, but the face was blurred.

The figure spoke, his voice was thick and old, and he was indeed an old man, only to hear him say: "Ugly Eleven, half an hour ago, Mao Seventy-four, who was sent to the Hulan Grassland to carry out a mission, has been killed, do you know?"

The white-clothed Xiushi, who called himself Ugly Eleven, looked calm, nodded and said, "My subordinates have already received the news of Mao Seventy-four's death, and they have arranged for someone else to carry out the task on his behalf." ”

"Who do you send to take over?"

Chou 11 said respectfully: "Back to the honor, my subordinates were sent to the Hulan Grassland to take over. After replying, I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, thinking that I had recruited myself for such a trivial matter today? The low-level character of the Shadow Pavilion, it is also a common thing to die or make a mistake while performing a mission, and it is usually enough to deal with it yourself, so it is not worth attracting the attention of the upper peak.

The smoky old man stared at Ugly Eleven and said slowly:

"Ugly Eleven, I know that you have doubts in your heart, but it is not appropriate for you to send Mao Thirty-five to take over, so quickly recall him. ”

"The subordinates will never dare to question the Honorable One!" Ugly Eleven's face changed slightly: "The subordinates will recall Mao Thirty-Five." He took out a metal sign, which looked like a messenger, and reached out and flicked it a few times, apparently giving new instructions to his subordinates.

"It is not surprising that Mao 74 died in the Hulan grassland on this mission. The old man was satisfied when he saw that the ugly eleven was docile, and then explained: "It's just that the cause of his death was because someone tried to search for his soul." ”

"I see. Ugly Eleven was puzzled in his heart, no matter when, anyone who tried to search for the soul of a killer of any level in the Shadow Pavilion was a taboo in the Shadow Pavilion, and the Shadow Pavilion would regard the other party as an enemy from now on, verify their identity, and finally send a killer to kill them, and never die.

"It's just that when Mao was dying, the last message came was very strange. The old man said slowly: "The cultivation of the person who searched for his soul is not high, according to the estimation of the Heavenly Machine Department, it is roughly above the fusion, below the knot, but this person's luck is surprisingly strong, and our Shadow Pavilion may not be wise to make an enmity with him in the long run...... But if it is left unchecked, the growth of this person in the future will be amazing, and if he goes against this pavilion at that time, it will undoubtedly be a great catastrophe for the Shadow Pavilion. The old man paused at this point, as if thinking about something.

Ugly Eleven stood upright, without saying a word, quietly waiting for the old man's next words.

"In the end, this pavilion decided to maintain dignity and kill this person, and this matter was to be completed by re-dispatching the people who replaced Mao Seventy-four, but the people you sent before, such as Mao Thirty-Five, their ability is no longer enough to complete the task! After the old man finished speaking, the phantom on the chair slowly disappeared.

Chou 11 bowed slightly towards the empty chair, turned around and went downstairs, and left Shunhua Building by the same road. After thinking about it for a moment on the road, he decided to send Yin Jiu out immediately after going back, because Yin Jiu's cultivation was already in the late stage of fusion, and he was almost half-step into a Dan, and his strength was outstanding among the monks in the fusion period, and almost no opponents of the same level could fight against him, and he was also very shrewd and calm, and he had never missed a hand when performing various complex tasks in the past, so he was the most suitable person.

Of course, Liang Cheng didn't know that he had caused a big trouble, he sat quietly by the campfire, carefully studied the map of Beizhang Country that he got from Boss He for a long time, and finally decided to head towards Wuning City, the capital of Beizhang Kingdom, because there was a large city with an ultra-long-distance teleportation array, and the closest thing to his current location was this Wuning City.

Although Wuning City is the capital of Beizhang Kingdom, it must be very risky to go there, but there are also more opportunities, when the time comes, you must first get a suitable identity, and you have to earn a huge amount of spirit stones to prepare to pay for the teleportation fee, these things have no clue for the time being, you can only go there and then improvise.

It's just that before that, there is still one thing to do immediately, that is, to train the eldest lady, otherwise there will be endless troubles, thinking of this, Liang Cheng's eyes couldn't help but look at the tent where Wei Zhilan was, and at this time, the felt door on the tent was opened, and a Miaoman's figure walked out with some expectations.