As soon as they entered the city, they saw another battle, and this time the scale was even more spectacular than when they first arrived in Wufeng City. There were as many as three or four hundred people on both sides.

One of them fled in panic. The leader fell to the ground while running, and there was a child shouting and beating and killing with a knife.

But what surprised Jiang Qing was that while the man ran away, he didn't forget to pick up his head, twist it and put it on his neck.

Because he ran in a hurry, his head was tilted toward his back. The child on his shoulder cursed and slapped his head straight.

"Brothers, run!"

Jiang Leng was extremely surprised when she saw the appearance of these two people. She ran the fastest, fat and bald old man, not many with this image and appearance. Another child with a red bellyband and a big machete, isn't this the little kid?

These two were thorned by myself, and even if they turned into ashes, they knew them. Their image had not changed at all for more than three years.

"Old ghost head, little ghost head!"

When I heard someone calling me, the old ghost head and the little ghost head slowed down. There were not many people who knew their name. After searching around, I finally saw Jiang Qing.

The two ghost heads were ecstatic, turned their direction and ran straight towards Jiang Lvang.

"Young Master!"

When they came, the group of people who were chasing him behind them also chased after him.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Leng asked in surprise.

"Young Master, let's talk about it again, take us to cut off the people behind."

It is hard to imagine that such a tiger and wolf word comes from a child like porcelain jade, waving his sword, and he is very tough.

Among these people who were chasing the old ghost head and the little ghost head, there were actually strong people from the Xuanling Realm. No matter what the reason, the most urgent task was to save them.

Jiang Qing directly pulled out a scroll of painting from the book tube, spread the picture scroll around the hunting painting, and thirty crested eagles flew out of the painting and rushed into the crowd.

However, Jiang Qing instructed the crested eagles to kill people, but drove them away.

After all, he doesn't know who is right or wrong. The two old ghost heads and little ghost heads have liked to cause trouble since they have gotten their entities. Now they are being chased, maybe just because they deserve it.

Even though they are both Xuanling Realm, Jiang Qing already has an absolute advantage. The powerful men in Xuanling Realm under nearly thirty painting spirits can only retreat fiercely.

Seeing that someone was brave enough to support him, the little ghost was also strong, rolled up his sleeves, picked up the kitchen knife, and was about to chase him.

However, his body slowly floated up, and Jiang Qing directly lifted him into the air with one hand.

"Hey, little kid, we had three rules before we left, don't you all forget it?"

"Young Master, they are all bad people, Wufengcheng is all bad people"

"Yes, Master, look at their foreheads." The old ghost head also hurriedly explained.

Jiang Lian looked along the finger of the old ghost head and saw that many of these people had words on their faces, some of them had Ru, some of them had Xuan, and some of them had Wu.

"What's going on with the words on their faces?"

"Only prisoners will be tattooed. The prisoner of the Confucian Mansion who has the word "Mu" is a prisoner of the Confucian Mansion who has the word "Mu" is a prisoner of the Confucian Mansion."

Many people Jiang Neng has met along the way have such a tattoo. She originally thought it was a fashion, but she didn't expect it to be like this.

"Then how could you mess with them?"

Seeing that the little ghost head was about to speak, the old ghost head covered his mouth and said

"Of course it's for Yang Shan to eliminate evil"

"Yang Shan eliminates evil in Wufeng City? Then you are going to destroy the city!" Jiang Qing's face pulled and pretended to be angry. "If you don't say it, don't blame me..."

The old ghost head and the little ghost head were created by him. Even if there were some means, it would be easy for him to erase it, especially because they could have entities, and they mainly rely on the bones sculpted by the craft craftsman and the talisman attached to the yin spirit.

"Young Master, let's talk about it all." The little ghost head pulled away the old ghost head's hand.

"We have been wandering in Xuanguo for a long time and have always followed the three conditions you mentioned, but after we came to Wufeng City, we found that your rules do not apply here," Xiao Guitou smiled.

Jiang Qing once warned them that first, no teasing people, second, no harm to people, third, no allowance is to stay in one place for too long, nor can they deal with enlightened people, for fear that the two people will be exposed and cause trouble.

"Where is not applicable?" Jiang Qing asked.

"There are all bad people here, we can tease people at will. In addition, the people in Wufeng City all have their own backgrounds and past. Even if there are some strange means, no one will go into the deepest way, so we don't have to run around, and we have also established a ghost head gang here," the little ghost head said proudly.

"There are hundreds of people in the Ghost Head Gang now. I was just grabbing territory. Please guess who the boss of the Ghost Head Gang is!" The old Ghost Head asked mysteriously.

"Who, it's not me?"

The little ghost head took out a sign from his arms, and the words Jiang Qing were written crookedly. After raising them over his head, the little brothers who followed the two ghost heads shouted in unison.

"Hello, long live the boss!"

"Hurry up, put it away quickly. You will take out this thing in the future. Be careful that I will give you some color!"

Jiang Qing threatened that the sign looked really terrifying, just like a person who had a spiritual position when he was still alive, and there were a lot of filial sons and grandsons who had something to do and had something to do.

"There are many enlightened people in Wufeng City. Didn't anyone find that you are different?"

"Young Master, you are too worried. There are more strange people here than us. Who cares about us?"

"Yeah," the little ghost nodded repeatedly. "For example, there is a person who often sleeps in a pigpen."

When Jiang Leng heard the little ghost talking about this person, he thought of Jiang Lin as if he had mentioned him just now.

"Where is this person? Take me there"

"Young Master comes with me"

The little ghost head floated in the air. The old ghost head twisted his foot when he ran away just now. Fortunately, he could tie the bones and directly knocked off the twisted place, and then reinstalled it, simply restored the production settings.

"It's too eye-catching if you can tell these little guys not to follow you?"

No matter where I go, I am a scholar and not a gangster. Why do I need so many people to do?

"Don't you think it's so grand?" the old ghost asked excitedly.

"You have to be arrogant, I don't like this situation."

The little ghost shook his hand and reported all these people back, and then began to lead the way.

When they came to the place where they were talking, they could smell a stinking smell from Shangyuan. If it weren't for Jiang Qing, they would definitely not want to get so close to a pig's shed.

When I walked in, I saw a fat white pig lying in the pig's shed, and a person with disheveled hair and dirty body was holding the white pig, snoring loudly.

What made Jiang Luan even more curious was that there was a book tube hanging on the wall of the pigpen.

"Is this person a scribe?"

This idea was regarded as the truth by Jiang Qing as soon as it appeared. The scribes were recognized as the most ridiculous type of people in the entire Yuling Continent. All strange things were very strange in their minds.

For example, they should have been to Xihe on this trip, but inexplicably came to the north.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!