"Instead of looking at the flowers in the fog here, it's better to go in person!" Jiang Lang clenched his fists, and decided the next itinerary in his heart, and when Gan Changye came back, he could discuss it.

It is rainy in Nanjun, and sometimes a rain can fall for ten days and half a month. It started to rain last night, and it was still misty and rainy near noon, and the fog shrouded the entire county town of Nangun, and there was not a single pedestrian on the street, and the vendors did not set up their stalls, and the streets were spotless and clean, and the leaves were also changed into new clothes.

Ningwangfu.

Syllable!

The sound of a tea cup breaking came from a room. There was also a muffled roar.

"Are you fools to be kings? Do you want to take the place of this king?"

Zhao An's narrow eyes showed a dangerous light, but his fat body gave people a sense of oppression. As a member of the royal family, the elder brother of Emperor Qian, although this fat man is just an idle prince now, he is angry, his aura is powerful, and his momentum is unparalleled!

Sitting at the other end was a man wrapped in a black cloak, with a bronze mask on his face, revealing only a pair of cloudy eyes, like an old man who was about to sink into the ground.

But under the roar of King Ning Zhao An, there was no panic in the slightest, no, there was not even a trace of waves. It's like it has nothing to do with it.

After King Ning lost his temper and calmed down, this person began to speak, and his hoarse voice was extremely penetrating.

"King Ning, can you let the old man say a few words now?"

King Ning snorted coldly, sat down, and looked at the mysterious man on the other end with an unkind face.

"King Ning is Emperor Qian's own brother! Extremely noble, how dare we take the place of King Ning if we are ordinary people? Not to mention that we don't have this ability, even if we have this ability, I don't dare to be afraid!"

"What else in this world you don't dare? Take great risks to sneak into Kyoto and find me, the idle prince, ha! That is under the nose of my good brother! Boldness is no longer enough to describe you!" King Ning said coldly.

"Didn't you leave Kyoto 、、、 King Ning now?" asked in a hoarse voice.

King Ning closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and paused for a moment.

"What you fancy is my identity, and my identity is your best cover!" King Ning sighed, "I didn't expect that I would cooperate with the enemy that my brother destroyed with his own hands, and I am still a group of unsightly imps!"

"Hmph! The revenge of destroying the Sect, my Holy Sect will definitely take revenge! Old Decay honoring you as King Ning does not mean that you can be so presumptuous in front of my Holy Sect!" The mysterious old man waved his hand, and a green gas rushed towards King Ning, "Just because you insulted the Holy Sect, Old Decay can teach you a lesson!"

"Er dare!" King Ning slapped the table, and a piece of vitality turned into a golden dragon, devouring the green qi in one gulp, and the speed did not decrease, hitting the chest of the mysterious old man!"Hidden head and tail of the rat, this king is really ashamed to be with you!!"

The bronze mask on his face shattered, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his green face was full of incredulity.

"You、、、 you're actually a martial arts master!"

"Miao beetle, this king asked you to come today not to let you command me, but to inform you of the so-called Holy Sect, either listen to the orders of this king, otherwise, this king will also follow my brother's example, and destroy you little people again!

"Okay! Okay! Okay! King Ning deserves to be King Ning! The old man has written it down, and as for what the other people in the sect decide, it is not up to the old man to decide!

The old man named Miao Beetle lowered his head and quickly left the room, the poison in his eyes flashing.

After a long time, a tired voice came from the room.

"Lan Xin, is it really right for this king to do this? If you have knowledge under the spring、、、 alas, forget it, with your temperament, you will never agree... ”

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"Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang! There's big news!

Gan Chang rushed into Jiang Lang's room in a hurry, excited.

"What's the big news? Could it be from the Seven Evil Sects?" Jiang Lang's eyes lit up.

"That's right, give me a sip of water, I'm dying of thirst. Gan Changye picked up the teapot on the table, hurriedly poured himself a cup, and after two sips, he refilled another cup.

"You're 、、、"

"Brother Jiang, let me tell you, in order to investigate the matter of the Seven Evil Gates, I ran to the West City from the East City, and I ran to the North City after the West City ran away, I can be regarded as turning over this county town! I found that all the stores of the Seven Evil Gates seem to be looking for someone!" Gan Changye blinked his eyes, and said mysteriously.

"Who?"

"I don't know who it is, but I have some other news, I'll read it to you!" Gan Changye took out a few notes and read them at a time: "At the beginning of May, Qizhen Pavilion tested children's talents for free, and had been to many villages. ”

"In mid-August, the Pavilion held a Treasure Fair to invite young talents, and two of them disappeared. ”

"September ... ”

After Jiang Lang heard the news of Gan Changye, he fell into deep thought, the Treasure Pavilion was the shop opened by the Seven Evil Sects, and they seemed to be screening some people for a purpose, and there were very few people who were eligible.

"There's another news, I heard that the Treasure Pavilion is still testing talents for free!" Gan Changye raised his eyebrows, hinting at Jiang Lang.

"Let's go!" Jiang Lang slapped the table and decided to come down.

"Hey, I mean we're going to steal that thing out and see what it is, and you're going to send it to the door? Yourself? It's too dangerous, isn't it?" Qizhen Pavilion is obviously a shop, but there are seven evil doors behind people's backs!

"How old do you think I'm old?" Jiang Lang asked Gan Changye, pointing to himself.

"What are you doing?" Gan Changye saw that Jiang Lang didn't seem to be joking, so he said helplessly: "It's just seventeen or eighteen, what's wrong?"

"Can you tell my strength?"

Gan Changye looked at Jiang Lang with an idiotic expression, "Can this thing still see strength from his appearance?"

"You just can't see it?"

Isn't this nonsense? Gan Changye said in his heart.

"They can't see it!" Jiang Lang smiled.

"Hey, hey, what do you mean! Brother Jiang. Gan Changye looked confused, what kind of dumb riddle is this!

Jiang Lang patted Gan Changye's shoulder and said with a smile: "From now on, I am your subordinate, and you are my young master、、、!

Jiang Lang muttered in Gan Changye's ear, and Gan Changye's eyes lit up.

"Say it first, don't be in a hurry afterwards and trouble me!"

"Don't worry!