The horse's hooves were in a hurry, and the hooves were splashing all the way, and Song Zhiming and his party of ten people arrived outside Yunlai City by night.

The pouring rain showed no sign of abating, and the robes draped over his shoulders were slowly soaked by the rain, as if he had put a burden on his shoulders.

Outside the city, Song Zhi led six people to dismount, and the other three led the horses back to the post station first.

After entering the city, the seven people went straight to the sea viewing tower.

Although the martial arts meeting is scheduled to be in the late spring of next year, the East China Sea Cloud Coming City has already poured into various gods, demons, and immortals. In the past, the rivers and lakes were in trouble, and all the sects were okay to operate, and they could be called chic in the eyes of others.

However, except for the rotten Keshan Zen sect of Wudang Academy, the rest of the sects are really nothing in the eyes of the court.

Even Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism, which occupy the front row, probably do not have the confidence to argue with the temple, otherwise the dignified Emperor Sha Buddha Kingdom will not be easily leveled by Qiyuan.

However, this martial arts event was held at the behest of Emperor Li Xian of the current dynasty, regardless of whether its purpose was to rearrange the world's martial arts list as it appeared on the surface, as long as the sects invited to participate in the conference could be said to have been officially recognized.

If it can still rank well on this martial arts list, it will be a golden signboard.

In order to have more advantages in the conference, some wealthy sects have already sent people to Yunlai City to station. First, you can have more time to recuperate, and you can also find out information and prepare in advance.

In the past six months, Yunlai City has been particularly lively.

Jiwu Si Song Zhiming also arrived in the East China Sea a month ago, but he didn't come here for any martial arts club.

Before coming, the military department only gave one, and before the martial arts meeting, Yunlai City must not be in chaos.

All the windows of the Guanhai Building are closed tightly except for the main entrance, the wind and rain outside the window are fierce, and the house is singing and dancing extravagantly, and a lattice window will block the two worlds.

The side door of the backyard of the Guanhai Building creaked, and the lights in the building poured out, and the raindrops the size of beans smashed into the lights were clearly visible.

"It's fucking weird, it doesn't snow in the winter, it rains so heavily, and I haven't worn dry clothes for a few days since I came to the East China Sea!"

A figure flashed through the crack in the door, and the man hurried into the backyard, hesitated a few steps, and then went straight to the courtyard wall.

Finding a secluded place with the eaves to cover him, the man hurriedly unbuttoned his trousers and held back for a long time.

After a period of comfort, the man suddenly felt that something was wrong, how could he still not move at all when he soaked in urgent urine on the wall?

The corner of the wall was pitch black and almost impossible to see clearly, the man poked his head forward and stretched forward, but something suddenly flashed under his eyes, and then he passed out unconsciously.

"You can find it standing in such a secluded place, and you can urinate on Lao Tzu?

Pang Xun slowly lifted the hat on his head, and only then did he vaguely see an unclear face in the pitch black.

"Hurry up and carry it away!"

Several of his subordinates were smiling hard, and when they heard Pang Xun's order, they quickly lifted the man on the ground and found a place to dispose of it.

Song Zhiming stood at the front leaning against the wall, and his eyes under the hat had not been opened since he entered here, even if Fang Cai Pang Xun was accidentally hit and urinated, it was as if he hadn't noticed it at all.

The seven people with the cat in the corner of the wall quickly became one with the courtyard wall as if they had settled down again, and they became one with the courtyard wall in the dark and rainy night.

Pang Xian gently raised his eyes and looked at the still brightly lit Guanhai Tower not far away, and then looked back at Song Sicheng, who was extraordinarily determined, and couldn't help muttering in his heart.

He himself was originally a wife and children hot kang head, and he had a good life, but later his father fell and injured his leg while working outside, and his mother's tailor shop had to be closed and taken care of at home, so the burden of life fell on Pang Xun's shoulders all at once. Originally, there was a balance in addition to expenses every month, but now it is good, and it is directly stretched all of a sudden.

Life is nothing more than trivialities, but I can't stand the nagging of the mother-in-law at home all day long.

Men, who can stand being counted down all day long.

It just so happened that Jiwu Si was on secondment, and Pang Xianyi came to Jiwu Si at least to be able to rise, and then rushed in.

The Jiwu Division is nominally subordinate to the Ministry of War, but its authority is really a bit scary. However, after understanding what Jiwu Division had to do, he straightened out the cause and effect.

The longer he followed Song Sicheng, the more frightened Pang Zhen felt in his heart, this series of martial arts is high, but it really offends people, and the people who offend are all Jianghu sects.

No, today, Bai Leng, the young sect master of the Divine Sword Gate, has caused a lot of trouble in Yunlai City, relying on the big business of the family to either spend money to settle it, or threaten and intimidate, Yunlai Mansion really doesn't have the ability to take people, so a piece of paper was sent to Tai'an.

Ji Wusi arrived in Yunlai City for more than a month, and he didn't want to arrest people until today, and this month was to collect ironclad evidence, Song Sicheng did not leak anything, and the young sect master of the Divine Sword Sect could be regarded as planted this time.

Pang Xun was still thinking about it here, and the side door of the Guanhai Building was wide open, and a group of people came out of the building and went to the backyard with the smell of alcohol that could not be washed away in the heavy rain.

Song Zhiming recognized that there was Bai Leng among them, and immediately touched Pang Jian lightly.

Pang Xun retracted his thoughts, turned back and motioned for his subordinates to follow.

"The young sect master is really a hero! Even the affairs of this man and woman are full of pride! The little brother has opened his eyes today, and he admires and admires him!"

"What's this, when I win the top spot in the martial arts list, these little ladies will pounce even more, and then they won't be able to stop it!ahhahaha-"

A group of people staggered into the backyard room, and in the process, they made some obscenities.

Bai Leng was helped into the room by two guards, and after settling him down, he retreated to the door to guard.

Bai Leng acted in a high-profile manner, and as soon as he arrived in Yunlai City, he gathered with local businessmen, and with local forces, he saved a lot of trouble in doing things. The sons and daughters of those rich merchants are very easy to fool in the eyes of Bai Leng, they are all dirt buns who have never seen the world, and they make a fuss when they show their hands casually, thinking that they have met a master outside the world.

But it's okay, if you have a good relationship with them, you can worry a lot less.

"Water—come, pour me water—"

Guanhailou invited the most famous Oiran in Yunlai City today, Bai Leng was drunk with others, and he felt that the world was spinning when he lay back on the bed, and his internal organs turned over the river and the sea.

A candle flame lit up in the room, and someone brought a cup of tea to the bed.

Bai Leng took a few sips of Gu Dong and drank it clean.

"Is it feasible for Sect Master Bai Shao to drink?"

The man serving the tea stood beside the bed and opened his mouth to speak.

Bai Leng's eyes widened suddenly, and then a cold sweat broke out behind his back.

"Who are you?"

"When the dynasty is the martial division, Song knows his fate. Young Sect Master come with me?"

If there was a cold sweat on his back just now, he would have blown up his head when he heard Ji Wusi Song Zhifang.

"Jiwu Division?"

After the imperial court restarted the ban on martial arts, it immediately set up the Jiwu Division, and in just a few months, many people in the rivers and lakes fell into the hands of the Jiwu Division, and it was impossible for the young sect master of the Shendao Sect not to know about this kind of thing.

"Compared to your coming to this Yunlai City, you are also coming for the martial arts club, since you are coming for the martial arts club, it is not good to wait honestly, you have to flirt with the girl, and you have to insult others, forget it after the insult, you have to kill people and kill people, Bai Leng, you really have no king's law." ”

Song Zhiming did not slow down and listed the responsibilities of Bai Leng's crimes one by one, and Bai Leng's heart sank a little bit every time he said a word.

In the end, the white cold face that he said was like ashes, as if he was stupid.

"Take it back. ”

Song Zhiming waved his hand and motioned for his subordinates to detain the person.

The four people behind him forced up, even if Song Sicheng was there, they didn't dare to be careless, and those who dealt with Jiwusi had no good stubble.

The four of them took their hands and feet and handcuffed to the side of the bed, but Bai Leng didn't react, but he knew that he couldn't escape, so he simply surrendered?

Just came up with such a thought, Bai Leng suddenly slapped the case on the bed, got up, pulled over the bed, was blocked, followed by the four people in front of him, and turned into a vertical body to break through the roof and escape.

Seeing this, Song Zhiming lifted his robe, and the cold light on his waist flashed and Bai Leng fell from the air.

The cold light took the ankle and broke the white cold hamstring.

Bai Leng fell on the bed and shouted for help in pain after being broken tendon, Pang Zhen stepped forward and slapped Bai Leng in the back meridian, and Bai Leng fainted.

"Take it away. ”

Ji Wusi and his party, who wore hats and shoulders on their heads, were like ghosts in the night, quietly coming and then quietly leaving Yunlai City.

"It seems that this Tokai Martial Arts Meeting is not simple. ”

In a room in the corner of the top floor of the Guanhai Building, someone stood in front of the window and watched Song Zhiming and his party leave.

"Over there, sir?"

Pang Zhen was alert enough, and when he got out of the backyard, he found that someone was secretly observing them.

"It's okay, let them know, the province doesn't know how to converge and get me in trouble. ”

Song Zhiming paused and said.