Chapter 30: The Imperial Guard

Seeing that the several black-clothed people were only able to condense the strength of about three layers, the corners of Ning Mu's mouth outlined a disdainful smile, and he kept pinching the trick with one hand, and suddenly shot out five sword qi in a row, and the blood mist exploded, and the screams of these black-clothed people fell immediately before they could make a.

Ha ha. Ning Mu laughed, after staying up for so many days, he felt the happiest today, so he stepped on his right foot, and his figure turned into a phantom and shot into the Heaven and Earth Pavilion!

"Fellow Daoists, slow down!" At this moment, a vast coercion struck Ning Mu, and an old man with white hair stepped into the air and landed outside the gate of the Heaven and Earth Pavilion, blocking his way.

Ning Mu raised his eyebrows, the person who came was actually a master of the Great Perfection of Qi Condensation, that is, a strong man of the tenth layer of Qi Condensation, and he was also known as a half-step foundation building.

I have to say that these pavilions are really rich in financial resources, and no matter which pavilion, they can invite those strong people who build the foundation or build the foundation quickly to help.

Ning Mu pondered for a while, then stopped.

He wasn't the old man's opponent at all, and he couldn't help but stop.

The old man's expression seemed to be relieved, but he asked, "This fellow Daoist, why did you come to smash the field of this Heaven and Earth Pavilion for no reason?"

For no reason, the corners of Ning Mu's mouth outlined a mocking smile, did he ask for some reason, and said lightly: "This Heaven and Earth Pavilion has detained my Daoist, why do you think I want to smash this place?"

"Oh, is there such a thing?" the old man raised his eyebrows, and looked at a huge pillar at the entrance of the Heaven and Earth Pavilion with a little anger.

"Lord Guardian has been wronged!"

Behind the pillar, there was a sudden sharp shout of grievances, and out of it crawled out a person who was neither yin nor yang, and kept kowtowing to the old man, and said in a trembling voice: "It was his Taoist companion who came to my pavilion to gamble and lost a large amount of Tianling Grass, and I had to detain him as a last resort." Please take care of the Imperial Guard!"

Hearing this, Ning Mu breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but be a little amused by his vigilance, it turns out that not everyone can open stores all over the imperial capital like the old man who sells flying swords, so there are so many strong people to help.

Seeing that the old man looked at him, Ning Mu thought that he originally belonged to the law enforcement team, and after thinking about it, he didn't feel strange, so he looked at the demon lightly and asked, "I won't owe you the Heavenly Spirit Grass, but before that, I have to see how my Daoist companion is?"

"This is easy to say, this is easy to say!"

The demon replied repeatedly, then slapped his slap a few times, and suddenly flashed a few black shadows in the hidden place, and drilled into the door.

Ning Mu raised his eyebrows, a little disliked that this demon actually had a back hand, although the cultivation of those few black shadows was really not high, and it did not pose any threat to it.

Soon, these black shadows carried a woman with a big tie to the center of the square, put it down lightly, and then vigilantly looked at Ning Mu and quietly retreated, until the figure was strangely hidden in the darkness.

"Hmm. This woman is Lin Shang, who is constantly struggling at the moment, twisting her body, and her blocked mouth is suffocating and screaming.

Ning Mu frowned, and with a flick of his fingers, he shot out a few rays of true qi and cut the bundle of immortal ropes.

"Ning Mu!" Lin Sheng spit out the cloth stopper, stood up and pounced on Ning Mu, the pear blossom kept choking and said: "Ning Mu, I thought even you wouldn't come, but I didn't expect you to come......"

"Hmm. Seeing the poor Lin Shang, Ning Mu, who wanted to speak coldly, opened his mouth, but sighed, but his heart softened.

He caressed her back and remained silent.

"That, senior?" At this, the demon cautiously opened his mouth with a slightly apprehensive look.

Ning Mu glanced at him indifferently and asked, "How much?"

"No more, no less. The demon raised a slap tremblingly, for fear that Ning Mu would turn his face and look at the old man more, so he mustered up his courage and said, "Five...... Five thousand. ”

"Five thousand?" Ning Mu raised his eyebrows, he thought that the demon had raised his face, and he wanted to say what an astonishing number, fifty thousand or something...... I never thought that it was only five thousand days of spirit grass!

Seeing Ning Mu's expression, the demon was in a pang of heart, and secretly wanted to slap himself.

Because, according to common sense, Ning Mu is so young but has such cultivation, he must be a talented person, but what he uses is the popular technique of the lower grade of the Yellow Order, what wind blade, what thunder in the palm, if there is no lack of understanding, it must be a lack of heavenly spirit grass.

And five thousand, for these people, can be regarded as a huge amount of money!

The old man also thought that Ning Mu couldn't take out this Heavenly Spirit Grass, but a gleam flashed in his eyes, he stroked his beard, and pretended to be worried: "Ning Daoyou, your Taoist couple has made a Heavenly Dao oath with the Heaven and Earth Pavilion, if you can't repay the arrears today, you will have to serve in the Heaven and Earth Pavilion for the rest of your life as a cow and a horse." But ......"

"You can get it. Ning Mu stopped talking nonsense, pretending to stretch out his hand and drew out a piece of Heavenly Spirit Grass from his arms, which was full of piles on the ground.

The demon's eyes lit up, and when he looked down, it was really five thousand heavenly spirit grass, no more, no less, and then he slapped his face, and several black shadows shot out of the darkness at once towards the pile of heavenly spirit grass, and in a blink of an eye, it was divided and left.

Lin Sheng didn't say anything. At this time, the old man stroked his beard, smiled at Ning Mu and asked, "Daoyou is from the eighth state?"

"It's not. Ning Mu responded to him coldly, feeling that this old man was talking a little godly, and he was impatient to ask Edgeworth to take Lin Sheng away.

Lin Shang's body is now empty, and even the Purple Jiao Sword has been lost.

"Fellow Daoists, please stay! Please listen to me slowly. The old man looked at it and called anxiously, but Ning Mu wouldn't listen to him, and after Lin Sheng jumped onto the flying sword, he turned into a streamer and disappeared into the sky.

The old man stomped his feet angrily, but it was not good to intercept the spell, so he could only let Ning Mu leave.

"That'...... Lord Guard, will you step back first?" the demon saluted the old man very respectfully, and then asked a little apprehensively.

"Hmm. The old man only responded indifferently.

At the same time, Ning Mu on the flying sword was whistling in his ears, and Lin Sheng was silently hugging his back, such a scene made him slightly distracted. Once upon a time, he also hugged her back like a forest dress, but now, the roles have been reversed!

Both of them were in a bit of a lost mood, Ning Mu thought that this state was not suitable for fighting now, so he flew back to the inn.

Lin Shang, who had just dropped the flying sword, did not walk towards the inn, but ran outside with all his might!

Ning Mu immediately put away the flying sword, frowned, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Lin Sheng stopped, wiped the corners of his eyes with a little choked voice, and pleaded a little in an indifferent tone: "Ning Mu, I don't have the face to see you again." Please, just let me go!"

Ning Mu was stunned and was silent for a moment, but he was not sociable and didn't know how to answer, just like that, Lin Sheng disappeared into the sea of people......

"Heh, it's gone again. Ning Mu laughed self-deprecatingly, and then lived in the inn alone. I haven't slept for over a year, I'm a little tired, it's time for some sleep.