Chapter 155

However, the people of the King of Ling are also staring at our movements in secret. It may be a bit dangerous for you to go to Jiangcheng alone, and you need to be careful.

I know.Du Mufei nodded and raised his hand to crack the acupuncture point that locked Ling'er's body. As soon as Ling'er was released, she immediately wanted to run out. As a result, before she could take a step, Du Mufei grabbed the back collar with one hand.

Don’t make trouble. With your current strength, if you go there, you will only be overwhelming.

... Ling'er pouted, her cheeks were so angry that she was bulging.

She looked back at the cold-faced woman, and her momentum was at a disadvantage. Although she was still reluctant, she could only nod.

After Du Mufei let go of her, Ling'er's eyes turned and she immediately used light skills. After a few blurred steps under her feet, her body was already hiding behind Jiang Zhi. She couldn't help but poke her head out and grimaced Du Mufei.

This superb light skills are taught by Jiang Zhi without thinking.

Ding Mobai glanced at everyone present and finally fell on Duan Mingxin. Palace Master Duan, are those blacksmiths who have been rescued recently and those from the Demon Cult are harassing them?

...No, strangely, since we saved a group of people a few days ago, there has been no news that no one has been kidnapped.Duan Mingxin pondered for a moment and continued to say that those disciples in the martial arts world were frequently assassinated while on duty.

I heard that the great protector of the Demon Sect had bloody battles against Nanling just to capture the eldest lady of Zhenbao Pavilion. I don’t know why the Demon Sect suddenly started to pay attention to Zhenbao Pavilion. It was too strange to have such a big fight for a woman.

Perhaps Yin Jinyi is for the material...

Jiang Zhi's words woke everyone present up. Zhenbao Pavilion is the largest merchant in the world. No matter how rare ore and metal it is, it is just a drop in the bucket for them. The people of the Demon Sect Guangxun skilled craftsmen who know how to smel iron, and want to secretly capture the daughter of Zhenbao Pavilion, but they are afraid that they are all to break the secret in the Breaking Worry Sword!

... Ding Mobai felt a little nervous when he thought of this. He and Du Mufei looked at each other at the same time, and both of them understood the meaning in each other's eyes.

It would be better if Lord Duan first sent someone to investigate the trends of the Demon Sect, and then we set a schedule to attack the Demon Sect. We don’t have much time left for us, so we must speed up the time.

As the time of the White Feather Festival gets closer, the King of Ling's actions will become bigger and bigger. If the cancer of the Demon Sect cannot be solved before this, then the power that Your Majesty finally regained may be wasted.

Yes OK.Duan Mingxin nodded in response, but her eyes remained in front of the wine jar on the table, and her heart was rumbling like a drum.

Three days later, in Ningzhou City.

The bustling street market was filled with people, with stalls everywhere on both sides selling all kinds of strange things. Many upright young men and women walked in groups of three or three, flirting from time to time and spreading love. Uncle Mo followed Shang Chi with a bunch of packed food, with presbyopia almost staring out a hole in her back.

Aunt, is this peach blossom crispy fragrant?Shang Chi held a white bone fan in his hand, and the fan was painted with fine snow and red plums, shining brightly in the sun. He knew it was a luxurious object at a glance.

When the dessert sold, the aunt saw a distinguished guest coming to the door, she immediately wiped her hands with flour dyed on her body, and opened the lid of the small box that decorated the snacks and greeted enthusiastically. The girl wants to eat snacks, but she comes to the right house. My dim sum is famously fragrant but not greasy. Come and try one?

Not bad, it smells sweet and it smells sweet. This and this one are wrapped, I want them all.Shang Chi put away the fan and pointed at Uncle Mo, who was ashen behind him, and continued to say that he would pay.

You are so!Uncle Mo was so angry that his teeth were itchy, and he wanted to kick them directly. Shang Chi sighed and pointed a little fan. His pair of peach blossom eyes were bright and shining with a cunning look. What did Mr. Mo call me? But Mo forgot who I am.

…Du Gu…Sister-in-law.

Uncle Mo's face turned red when he was angry. He took out silver from his arms and threw it to the woman.

Pulling the packed snacks from her hands and standing behind Shang Chi, gritting his teeth and whispering to her, Shang Chi, don't go too far.

Alas, this is a bad thing... Shang Chi turned around and shook his head, but the corners of his mouth kept rising. As the saying goes, if you don’t eat enough, how can you have the energy to work? I’m working for Zhenbao Pavilion now, what’s wrong with eating something.

Besides, I originally wanted to take Qianjin back to try it. It has been quite hard for her to learn to sort out the accounts these days.

After hearing this, Uncle Mo snorted coldly and followed Shang Chi with his things. Although he was unhappy, he had to admit that Shang Chi's methods were indeed very useful. He gathered the branches in Ningzhou in just a few days.

When Uncle Mo's anger was half gone when he thought that the young lady had such a person to rely on.

Shang Chi played with the bone fan in his hand, and while watching the street scenes around him, he felt a little disappointed. Just as the two of them were getting farther and farther away, a sudden burst of chaotic sounds broke out behind him.

Catch the thief Ah!Come and catch the thief Ah!!

It's him, stop him!

There was a little beggar in the crowd running quickly, and he was holding a tray of steaming buns in his arms. Although the steamer was still hot and hot, he still hugged his arms tightly. On his dark little face, his bright eyes were very eye-catching.

Damn, don't let him run away again!

Behind were chasing several middle-aged men holding sticks. They chased the little beggar forward viciously. The little beggar stepped on the scorching stone slab with naked feet. Perhaps the soles of his feet were sweating because of the heat. In addition, the people behind him were chasing him to the ground. His body was unstable and slipped to the ground. The trench of buns in his chest also rolled out, covered with soil.

The crowd separated, and the little beggar did not care about the people chasing him. He endured the pain on his body and got up quickly, picked up the hot bun on the ground, struggling to stand up and want to continue running.

But how could he move faster than the chasing adult? Before he could get up, he was kicked to the ground by someone. The buns in his arms were scattered and trampled into pieces. The crowd was trampled, and it was impossible to tell that it was.

The little beggar looked at the bun that was trampled into mud, his eyes gradually lost its spirit, and he lay on the ground as if he was as stupid as a chicken.

Damn, dare to run away!Stinky beggar, I have stole my buns several times this month. Today I will break your legs and give you a long memory!!

After the words came, several men's sticks fell down one after another, and the beggar tightened his body and frowned, but he didn't say a word, his eyes were numb and cold, like a living dead man who had long lost his soul.

The man screamed and cursed in an unpleasant voice. His subordinate raised the wooden stick and was about to hit the little beggar's leg. At this moment, two cold lights flashed by. The thick wooden stick was broken into three sections, leaving only a small piece still in the man's hands. The man was so scared that he lost his movements on the spot.

Although he stole things, he still was not guilty and died.

A cold voice sounded, and the crowd who were watching the fun looked up and heard the sound, but saw several people in white clothes sitting in the elegant seat on the second floor of the teahouse. The only woman who spoke was the only one of them.