Chapter 140 The depressed Jin Luomen

The shock wave turned into a frenzy, spreading in ripples, causing dust and gravel to destroy the houses in the distance, and many lives were silently annihilated.

Amid the muffled groan, the four Jinluo each adopted different defensive measures, leveraged the force to float away, not daring to be in the center of the explosion.

When everything was calm and the figure of the man in black had already lost, the four Jinluo breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but feel angry.

What is this guy’s origin?I mean that arm.The white-clothed warlock suddenly appeared with his back facing everyone.

arm?Jin Luo, who used the sword, asked back.

According to my observation, that arm was not his, and the demonic energy was so terrible that I only saw in my life.The white-clothed warlock said.

Jiang Luzhong stared at the back of the white-clothed warlock: Yang Qianhuan, do you have long eyes on your back?

The white-clothed warlock named Yang Qianhuan said: Before he left, I turned around and took a peek.

... Jiang Luzhong said helplessly: Can you turn around and speak well? You were not like this before.

Let me refuse, Mr. Yang does whatever he wants and doesn't care about anyone's opinion.He finished speaking and explained:

I have carefully observed the supervisor and Wei Yuan. Haven't you noticed that one of them always likes to stand in the lookout hall with their backs to you; the other always likes to sit on the gossip platform with their backs to us.

And we will feel that Wei Yuan and his teacher are both very talented.

...The four Jinluo felt that something was trying to vomit in his mind, but he couldn't.

Jiang Luzhong shook his head and returned to the topic: From this point of view, according to the information currently available, that hand is the seal under Sangbo.

The seal under Sangbo... Yang Qianhuan frowned. He just returned to Beijing the day before yesterday. Today, he came to the Sitianjian to help encircle and suppress a madman.

He knew that the Yongzhen Shanhe Temple was bombed a while ago, but he didn't pay much attention. As we all know, as long as the warlock has an alchemy and an alchemy laboratory room and delivers food on time, he can not go out for ten years.

That monk is probably Henghui.Jin Luo with a sword said.

Listening to Jin Luo and his conversations, Yang Qianhuan became more and more curious as he spoke.

If you can catch him, you will know the whereabouts of Princess Pingyang.Jiang Luzhong said.

Princess Pingyang?The Princess Pingyang who disappeared more than a year ago?Yang Qianhuan remembered that when the princess disappeared, the Sitian Supervisor almost went out in full swing, and the noise was very loud.

Hearing this, he couldn't help it anymore, and asked with his back on his back:

The Sangbo case has only happened a few days ago. Did you actually investigate the case so clearly?Wait... Why didn't I listen to the junior brothers of Si Tianjian? Don't tell me that you didn't ask them to help with the case.You are not as good at handling cases by fighting people.

This high-quality warlock was full of confusion.

Logically speaking, it is impossible for Si Tianjian's sorcerer to tell him about major cases like Sang Bo. After all, Si Tianjian often assists the court in handling cases, and it is common to exchange information between the internal parties.

But Yang Qianhuan had never heard of information such as Henghui and Princess Pingyang.

Yang Yan spoke rarely and said: We didn’t even send Jinluo to the police, but the ordinary Tongluo was handled.

What does it have to do with you? Your tone is so proud... Yang Qianhuan did not turn around, but complained in his heart and asked back: Tongluo?Tell me.

You should know this Tongluo, well, because he is very famous in Sitianjian.Jiang Luzhong remembered the rumors about Xu Qi'an and knew that he had taught a white-clothed sorcerer in Sitianjian, and his name was Xu Qi'an.

Xu Qi'an?!Yang Qianhuan's voice rose a little.

He knew Xu Qi'an. He knew this person as soon as he returned to Sitianjian. He actually gave lectures to his junior brothers. He really liked to show off... He was a strong enemy.

Unexpectedly, he also handled the Sangbo case. He looked pretty good and was very popular... He was a strong enemy.

What is the origin of that arm?Nangong Qianrou said resentfully.

I don’t know, but its owner is definitely second-grade or above. I don’t know much about the martial arts system... Haha, of course, I don’t bother to understand it.Yang Qianhuan's tone was deep, like an invincible and lonely swordsman.

This man has been away from Beijing for several months and his condition has become worse... Jin Luo and others thought to themselves.

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After yesterday's fatigue, Xu Qi'an, who had a slightly injured body, overslept, and it was already dawn when he got up.

The hour of Mao must have passed. Anyway, I am late, so I don’t have to hurry. I slowly dress and wash and climb over the wall to go to the main house for breakfast.

From a distance, I heard a greedy child crying loudly in ÁÁ, full of energy in the crying, like a hungry dragon roaring.

After entering the front hall, my second uncle was already at work. My aunt and Lingyue were having breakfast, and Xu Lingyin placed her hands behind her, leaned forward, and issued a sound attack on her mother.

The aunt with a beautiful face but a dignified temperament frowned and lowered her head to eat without saying a word.

Lu'e comforted Xiaodouding.

What's wrong with this?Xu Qi'an came in with a smile.

Xu Lingyue's eyes lit up, she turned her head and said happily: Brother, take a break today?

Overslept... Xu Qi'an said ashamed.

Big brother, Xu Lingyin ran over with her short legs, grabbed Xu Qi'an's clothes with one little hand, and pointed the other little hand at her mother and sister, and said indignantly: They snatch my chicken legs, they even snatched the children's chicken legs...ÁÁÁ...

So excessive?Xu Qi'an examined his aunt and girl.

My aunt snorted, too lazy to explain.

Xu Lingyue said helplessly: Lingyin ate a chicken leg last night, but she didn't want to eat it, so she took it back to the house.When I woke up this morning, I found that the chicken legs were missing. She thought that my mother and I stole the chicken legs.

That should have happened after I left last night, otherwise it would be Xu Lingyin who grabbed her mother's sleeve and accused me of stealing her chicken legs and eating it... Xu Qi'an touched Xiao Douding's head:

The eldest brother is best at solving cases, and the eldest brother is the decision for you.

Xiao Douding was very happy when he heard this. He felt that the eldest brother was the best. In addition to like to steal food, he held on to his elder brother's clothes and stared at his mother and sister with the same hatred as him.

Xu Lingyue faced her elder brother's eyes and said: I asked the maid who took care of her. The maid said that Lingyin got up in the middle of the night and ate it, but she didn't believe it at all.

Xu Qian lowered his head and asked: Did you eat it?

Xu Lingyin said loudly: I don’t.

Xu Lingyue said: The maid said she ate with her eyes closed. We found the bones of chicken legs at the head of her bed. They gnawed them cleanly, which was her way of eating.

Big brother, my sister must have eaten it, but my sister cheated on me.Xu Lingyin couldn't accept the fact that the chicken legs he couldn't bear to eat were eaten by himself.

My brother already knows who ate it.

Who is it?

You eat it with your mouth, but you don’t know it in your mind... Xu Qi'an said: It’s a ghost.

Dead ghost Ah?Xu Lingyin was shocked, and her pronunciation was so scared that she was no longer standard.

Don't scare the child.The aunt said unhappy and said to the young girl: Sprinkle salt and fry it in oil. It is better than chicken legs.

When Xu Lingyin heard this, she was both afraid and yearning for her.

……

After breakfast, Xu Qi'an rode a horse to the yamen. Song Tingfeng, who was squinting, said: Ningyan, Duke Wei sent someone to invite you to Haoqi Tower.

You didn't say I was late, did you?Xu Qi'an.

I said you are in the cottage.He said with his eyes narrowed.

... Xu Qi'an nodded and turned to Haoqi Tower.

After the guard passed, he quickly climbed the tower and was shocked by the scene in front of him.

In addition to Wei Yuan, there were four Jin Luos in the tea room. They were all injured. Yang Yan's arm was hung with gauze, as if he had a broken arm bone.

Jiang Luzhong's forehead was tightly bandaged, with only one boot on his feet and the other was wrapped in thick gauze.

Nangong Qianrou looks normal on the outside, but her face is pale like a paper man.

Another unknown Jin Luo, whose head was wrapped in thick gauze, felt like someone was having a headache when fighting on the street.

This scene is both absurd and funny. He is a high-quality martial artist, like a group of hooligans who lost in a group, and is a little dejected.

Puff... Xu Qian turned his head, couldn't help but smile.

why are you laughing?The four Jin Luo stared at him expressionlessly.

I didn't laugh... Xu Qi'an refused to admit it.

Wei Yuan called Xu Qi'an over, pointed to the opposite position and asked him to sit down, and said: Henghui appeared last night, targeting the Minister of War's Mansion.

Xu Qi'an put away his joking expression and turned serious: Several Jin Luo...

Wei Yuan nodded: Henghui was injured. Last night, the yamen set up a bureau in the Minister of War's Office and the Chief Auxiliary's Office. Four Jinluo, plus the third disciple of the supervisor, Yang Qianhuan, and five fourth-grade masters did not leave Henghui.

Xu Qian was both shocked and not shocked at this ending. He did not expect that the five fourth-grade masters would join the battle. If he was not shocked, he felt that the seal under Sang Bo should be like this.

Have you seen where you came from?Xu Qi'an asked about the sealed object.

One broken hand.Jiang Luzhong answered.

Sure enough... it was indeed that strange hand. Xu Qi'an looked at Wei Yuan: Duke Wei, what rank is this?

If you have such strength with one hand, what level should the master be?

At least second grade.Wei Yuan said.

At least the second grade, but it is most likely to be the first grade... Otherwise, it is impossible to be a seal instead of killing... Xu Qi'an guessed: What is the origin of that seal object? Is it related to the demon clan?

This matter involves a huge secret, and I don't know the specific situation.Wei Yuan refused to disclose.

One broken hand, another strong man involved Si Tianjian, the royal family and Buddhism.It also involves the history of five hundred years ago.Xu Qian thought, glanced at the Jinluo and tried to see something from their eyes.

The Jinluo and the others ignored Xiaotongluo's observation.

Henghui has a magic weapon with a shielding breath. What is certain is that he has not left the city yet. I have reported the situation to His Majesty this morning.Wei Yuan said gently:

You keep checking yours.

Xu Qi'an understood the eunuch's hint, "Where is the Minister of War?"

In the name of protection, he was placed under house arrest.Wei Yuan took a sip of tea.

I will investigate now.Xu Qi understood it with peace of mind.

Wei Yuan pointed out: Shangshu Zhang is a second-rank senior, please be careful.If you are above the fourth grade, you do not use the Qi-seeking technique. This is the rule, but you can still bring a sorcerer.

This means that although the warlock’s accusation cannot be used as evidence, it can provide me with reference... Xu Qi'an clasped his fists: Yes.

He glanced at the depressed Jin Luomen, and then let out another puff, and exited the tea room before the Jin Luomen became angry.