The black-robed man on the first floor of the internal force greeted the sound of the trumpet and drum, and took the lead in entering the guest chairman, as the people came in one after another, the black-robed man did not stop, and walked straight to the center of the execution platform, he took off the black robe, and carefully picked it up to the maid around him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Therefore, he can't float, let alone bring any ripples, and falling into the water is like a stone sinking into the sea, and he can't be shocked by any waves.

Wu Ling was staring at him all the time, although with his current strength, it was easy to pinch him to death, but what worried Wu Ling the most was not his strength, but the secret of his own body, the secret of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, whether this black-robed man was exposed or not, this is what Wu Ling cared about the most.

Wu Ling held the roster in his hand, and followed a personal position to substitute, seeing the place where the black-robed man was located, he should be the person who announced the challenge of this execution table, and he would guide and preside over the continuation of this challenge and maintain the orderly progress of the challenge.

Wu Ling finally knew his name, this black-robed man's name is Wu Ze, judging from the explanation on the roster, Wu Ze has the title of a black-robed man in the rivers and lakes, although it is a layer of internal force, but because the door he belongs to is a gentleman's door, many Jianghu warlock enemies, if they want to take his life, they also have to weigh their own ability.

But Wu Ling didn't care, he wanted to step forward and kill him now, but in this case, it was so irrational. Wu Ling was very helpless, his hands kept grinding the roster, and his feet kept touching the ground, looking very anxious.

Not far away, the Miyagi Army Shao Shi was patrolling in a place, and happened to see Wu Ling Jiaozuo's legs, he was curious about the original indifferent appearance of this person in front of him, but now he saw the momentum of the Dayan Hall, he would be a little surprised, a little nervous, as the Miyagi Army of the Dayan Hall, the pride in his heart suddenly surged.

However, this was just his wishful thinking, he held the spear in his hand, stood behind Wu Ling, bowed down, and shouted softly: "Little brother Linghu Ling, are you nervous? ”

Poor Shao Shi still regarded Wu Ling as the young man Ling Fox, Wu Ling knew this very well, and was so inexplicably called by him, but he didn't show too much surprise, he looked back, just smiled faintly.

Soon, Wu Ling asked, "Brother Shao Shi, is that black-robed man in Wuze today's host?"

When Shao Shi of the Miyagi Army heard this, he said evilly in his heart: "Yes, I really deserve to die, and let the people of the new city lord preside over the meeting of the execution platform, I really don't take my old city lord seriously." ”

"Oh, I heard that he was recently seriously injured by a young man who has no internal strength, and he escaped back to the city, and it turned out that he appeared in this place, I wonder if Brother Shao Shi has heard the news?"

Wu Ling planned to ask something in the form of side knocks, but he didn't expect Shao Shi to be extremely honest, showing a playful expression, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and said: "This is a true thing, the embarrassment of the black-robed man returning to the city that day was known to the whole city, and he was embarrassed and angry, and he went into his practice room, and it was not until today that he stepped out of the door of the practice room for the first time." ”

Wu Ling nodded, his heart was extremely happy, and sure enough, the black-robed man Wu did not reveal all the news about himself.

Wu Ling, who calmed down, felt that the probability of him revealing the news of the Dragon Descending Palm was very low, after all, Wu Ze had spent 30 years on the task of finding the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending, and now that it was within reach, he was not willing to share a piece of the pie with others, after all, people are so greedy and selfish, and the main god is no exception.

Thinking of this, Wu Ling's Jiaozuo heart finally let go, now as long as he harasses him for various reasons, and kills him by the way, in order to prevent future troubles, then his position is safe, compared to facing the challenge of a sect of Junzimen, Wu Ling is even more unwilling to accept the greedy face of all the main gods, killing you Wu Ze is an inevitable trend in history.

Shao Shi saw Wu Ling's expression change of joy, he always thought that Wu Ling was making fun of the black-robed man Wu Ze's joke like himself, and he continued: "Don't look at the black-robed man Wu Ze only has one layer of internal strength, in addition to having the Junzimen as a backer behind him, the current commander of the Miyagi Army, Liang Hong, has an extremely close relationship with him. So even if he put such a big oolong, no one dared to make fun of him openly, because Junzimen and Liang Hong were not easy to mess with. ”

Hearing the relationship between Liang Hong, the commander of the Miyagi Army, and the black-robed man, Wu Ling was secretly uncertain in his heart, he was not sure if Wu Ze would be forced by Liang Hong to ask anything, or rather, on the side of the second lord that day, Liang Hong's appearance was very abrupt, and it was very terrifying to think about, Wu Ling felt more and more that this trip was really not rational enough, he turned to Shao Shi of the Miyagi Army and replied rigorously: "Can you find me a mask?"

"Mask, what does the young man want a mask for?" Shao Shi was stunned, and then seemed to understand something, slapped his head a few times with one hand, and exclaimed: "Yes, yes, yes, you look at my sloppy energy, Shaoxia wants to provoke Liang Hong, naturally it is better to hide his identity, I will go and get it for you." ”

Wu Ling Khan, what is this, Shao Shi's IQ is estimated to be the same as that of Er Niuzi, I don't know if it was a correct choice to let Er Niuzi accompany Xiao Xue'er in the first place.

Soon, the Miyagi Army Shao Shi turned back, not big or small in his hand, just lifting a mask.

Wu Ling took it over and gently covered his face, it was very coincidental, the mask was not more than an inch, not narrow, and it was attached to Wu Ling's face, which was very suitable.

Wu Ling put on a mask, and his arrogant aura rushed straight in, Shao Shi only found out at this time that if you don't look at Wu Ling's face, the temperament emanating from him is not only superior, it can be said that it is a state where people are not allowed to enter, this feeling is very familiar, as if not long ago on this execution table, such a person with an excellent temperament was also born, and I vaguely remember that that person was called Ling Tianxiang.

I don't know if he was recalling Ling Tianxiang's posture that night, or if he was being muttered by the young man in front of him, Shao Shi was stunned, he really couldn't figure it out, logically speaking, Ling Hu Ling was in the mouth of the old city lord, and he couldn't produce this kind of temperament, but now he was dazzled.

As everyone knows, the young man in front of him is not Ling Huling, but Wu Ling.

Shao Shi took such an excellent and suitable mask, Wu Ling was very satisfied, he allowed to take a few sips of green plum wine, and saw that Shao Shi behind him was stunned and did not leave, and whispered the order, signaling him to leave first, so as not to suffer from the bustling eyes of everyone and cause bad trouble.

Shao Shi was ordered, his thoughts drifted back, and then he returned to the arrogant posture of the original soldier, returned to his post, and looked at the patrol ahead.

Just between Wu Ling's sorrows, the Jia and Minor guests in the Dayan Hall finally entered the venue, most of them were some high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen in the city, and they either had power or money, and it was precisely because of their support that Dayan Hall endured.

Everyone was stable, and they saw the black-robed man with a respectful face, walking towards the center of the execution platform, carrying a layer of internal strength martial arts that should have a roar, and the whole hall could hear it very clearly, as if it was being told in his own ear.

"Greetings to the Castle Lord. ”