By the time Qing Kui and Moulton were released, it was already twenty-four hours a day.

The two people who came out of the police station were dejected, with no trace of their demeanor from yesterday.

"Hey, um, little comrade, please be accommodating and ask your leader if my sword can be returned to me."

Qing Kui lowered her hands, came to the little policeman guarding the door, and said with a hint of flattery.

The situation was stronger than the people. Qing Kui felt that he had lost all his life. One day inside, he was interrogated and almost confessed his eighteen generations of ancestors.

The other party didn't even give him a chance to call. He made empty promises and allowed him to speak out. He almost collapsed. After proving that he was a good person several times, he was released.

The man was released, but the sword was still inside the police station. He didn't have the courage to break in. He had no choice but to go down and ask for help in a low voice.

"I think you are such a bitch, go away!"

Tired of being annoyed, the little policeman glanced at him coldly and became less polite in his words.

"Uh... Well, little brother, that is really the sword passed down from my family. You can't be unreasonable..."

Qing Kui still wanted to talk to him rationally and emotionally, but in the end, they ignored him at all and directly pointed the black hole at him: "If you don't go away, you will be detained for ten days for obstructing official business!"

The cold words of the little policeman immediately made Qing Kui dumbfounded.

"Uh, okay."

Even if there were a thousand or ten thousand dissatisfactions in her heart, Qing Kui could only give up and go back to her sect for help.

This is the shortcoming of the sect in the secular world. Cultivation here is pure nonsense. Can you give it a try? With these monks who have been practicing in the mountains for a long time, without their cultivation, they are not as good as ordinary people in the secular world.

It's just that Qing Kui has no shame to call the sect now. His mission has not been completed yet. It would be embarrassing to call him now to say that the sword is gone.

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became. Thinking of the initiator of this incident, Qing Kui felt itchy with hatred.

Anyway, the sword cannot be lost here, and what matters now is to complete the task assigned by the uncle. Qing Kui took a deep breath and planned to capture Ning Tao first.

Turning around, she saw Moulton walking in front. She snorted coldly, and Qing Kui strode after him.

He has no intention of catching Master Ning Tao back now, but this does not mean that he will let him go.

"If you can teach a disciple like that, how much better can you be?"

After catching up with Moulton, Qing Kui put her arm around Moulton's shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother Dao, let's talk this way."

After the words fell, he couldn't help but pull Moulton to a small alley.

"You...what are you doing? Believe it or not, I'll call the police!"

Suffering this unreasonable disaster for no reason simply broke the limit of his endurance.

Seeing that the old Taoist priest was trying to control himself forcefully, Moulton suddenly clenched his fists, and the anger in his heart could not be increased.

"That's too much!"

He had already been holding back his anger in the police station, and now he was being controlled by someone again. Think about how he, the third generation of the blood race, the blood race duke, was not respected by others wherever he went in Europe, and now he is being shouted around by a low-class Taoist priest.

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He wanted to have an attack, but seeing the people coming and going, Moulton forced himself to calm down.

It was not difficult to kill the Taoist priest in front of him. The most important thing was the impact of killing him. At this moment, Moulton almost cried to the sky. He loosened his clenched fists and repeated it several times directly and indirectly. He felt very sad.

Not peaceful.

Seeing that the other party was very uncooperative, Qing Kui's expression turned cold, and she threatened with a chill: "If you dare to make things worse, believe it or not, our Qingcheng faction will make it impossible for you to survive tomorrow."

With one sentence, all of Moulton's last struggle was wiped out. Qingkui couldn't help but drag Moulton to an inconspicuous corner.

After that, he stopped being polite, rolled up his sleeves with both hands, made fists, and started using his hands and feet.

He didn't dare to kill people here, but there was no problem in teaching the other party a lesson. Qing Kui had no plan for her attack, just three words: quick, accurate and ruthless.

It was almost like a violent storm. After a minute, Qingkui finally let go of the suffocation in her heart, pointed at Moulton's nose and said: "Damn, what kind of apprentice is like what kind of master, I'm like

I’ll teach you a lesson for the Wu-Tang Clan!”

After saying a few words, Qingkui snorted coldly and walked away.

After taking care of the master, he will go to find trouble with Ning Tao. In comparison, the little thief is even more hateful, he actually dared to lie to him!

After Qing Kui left, when Moulton stood up, he was already disheveled, with a bruised nose and face. Looking at Qing Kui's leaving back, he almost gritted his teeth with hatred.

He provoked whomever he wanted. He just wanted to chase a woman, but he was beaten frequently.

Moulton's mind turned around and he planned to act quickly. He felt that the situation around him was getting worse and worse.

This time, Qing Kui learned to be smart. Instead of showing off in this Taoist robe, he went to a shopping mall and temporarily bought some leather shoes and a suit.

Putting a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of her nose, Qing Kui's waist changed and her whole body became full of modern atmosphere.

After tidying up his suit, he took a taxi and went straight to Zhongxia University.

In order to prevent the other party from playing tricks again, this time he planned to catch Ning Tao directly without any contact with him.

When she came to Zhongxia University again, she did not attract anyone else's attention. When she came to the classroom again, Qing Kuida leaned against the window and saw Ning Tao. She immediately rushed in from the classroom door and shouted triumphantly.

Voice: "Ning Tao, you can't run away this time!"

The class was in session, and the students in the class were startled by the sudden intrusion of a person, who saw Qing Kui rushing in with a ferocious smile on her face.

However, at this moment, a textbook suddenly called and was inserted in front of Qing Kui.

"Step aside."

Qing Kui didn't care about this. She only had Ning Tao in her eyes. Without even thinking, she struck out with lightning with her hand and turned over the textbook.

But as soon as Qing Kui came into contact with the textbook, he immediately realized something was wrong. He felt as if a powerful force suddenly appeared on the textbook, which shocked him all over.

Plop!

This strong force came and went quickly, as if it was a joke on him. Qingkui couldn't bear the force, and there was a loud noise, and he gnawed on the ground.

Many students couldn't help laughing when they saw this scene. Ning Tao sat in the back and looked at Ye Wanqing on the podium, then at Qing Kui on the ground, and sneered in his heart.

In fact, he already knew when Qing Kui and the two were released, and there was no way he would be unprepared.

Even if it wasn't Ye Wanqing's class today, he would still pass by, but he didn't expect the other party to be in such a hurry.

Qing Kui struggled to get up from the ground and looked at Ye Wanqing with a look of shock on her face. She looked shocked and froze on the spot.

"Sir, this is a classroom. Please find someone to talk to after class. Don't hinder our class."
Chapter completed!