Jinyiwei is the most respected person, and the highest official rank is as high as the sky. Not to mention he is the clerk of the case library, even hundreds of other households at the same level must respectfully call him Brother Zhou when they see him.
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If nothing else, it’s because I am the person in charge of this wonderful girl’s workshop!

This matter is not a secret among Jinyiwei.

In his opinion, Jiang Lan was completely carried away and followed him into the Wonderful Girl's Workshop, hoping to get a glimpse of spring.

With Jiang Lan's identity, she dared to sneak into this wonderful girl's house and dare to call her by her real name. In Zhou Botong's opinion, she was nothing but a fool.

After thinking about it, Zhou Botong snorted coldly.

"How dare a clerk in a document library be so arrogant?"

It has been less than half a year since Jiang Lan entered the Zhenfu Division.

And Zhou Botong took a lot of pills over the years, and his cultivation reached the peak of the fifth level.

At this moment, he really wanted to ask Jiang Lan how he dared to stand here.

But he doesn’t need to ask.

"Should I cripple you first and send you to prison?"

"Should I send you to prison first and then cripple you?"

"You choose."

Zhou Botong smiled, looked at Jiang Lan with pity, and seemingly compassionately handed the choice to Jiang Lan.

There was a lot of movement in the corridor, and it could be heard clearly even in the room.

"Brother is here to save me!"

Wang Yiyi in the room became even more excited when she saw Jiang Lan appear, and Chu Chu said.

In Wang Yiyi's view, Jiang Lan is omnipotent, and this trip must be to save herself!

Hearing the sound coming from the room, Zhou Botong's smile became even bigger.

"Haha, interesting, today I will beat him to a cripple in front of you!"

Immediately, the aura of a fifth-grade peak warrior was released from Zhou Botong's body without reservation, and a burst of energy spread out from Zhou Botong's body.

Domineering energy.

Zhou Botong has been practicing it for several years and has achieved some success.

Jiang Lan had already extracted this martial skill in the Sutra Pavilion and cultivated it to great perfection under the systematic indoctrination.

The damage is a little low, but if you face an opponent who is overwhelmed by strength, you can use a domineering force to kill people without spilling blood.

With Zhou Botong's fifth-grade peak strength, its lethality cannot be underestimated!

If an unqualified person stood in front of him and received a burst of domineering energy, his internal organs might be shattered to pieces and he would be killed on the spot!

The domineering energy slowly spreads.

The force first hit the wooden door of the room closest to Zhou Botong, where Wang Yiyi and others were locked. The strong and thick mahogany door was broken into two pieces and flew out.

There was a loud bang and sawdust flew.

The energy then spread, and in just a blink of an eye, it reached Jiang Lan, who was a few steps away from Zhou Botong.

Seeing the broken wood stubble on the wooden door, Wang Yiyi was frightened and turned pale.

To destroy the wooden door directly from the air, this must be a top warrior!

Although Jiang Lan is omnipotent in her world, how can she compare with a warrior?

Thinking of this, Wang Yiyi's eyes suddenly sparkled.

Several members of the Chen family did not dare to express their anger. In Chen Suchang's memory, even the strongest warrior in the family could not achieve such strong destructive power!

"Well, it seems that the hundreds of households in Jinyiwei are nothing more than wine bags and rice bags."

"I think highly of you."

Jiang Lan sighed softly.

There is absolutely no preparation for retreat or defense.

"Is this kid really stupid?"

Zhou Botong was a little confused about the situation.

Even a pig can run two steps!

How can I say that I am also a Qianhu with fifth-grade strength?

The energy was sent out, but it stopped abruptly when it came into contact with Jiang Lan's body three inches away!

At the same time, Jiang Lan's body emitted a faint golden light, forming a golden light shield three inches outside the body to absorb all the energy.

This is the Shaolin martial arts—the Golden Bell Cover—that Jiang Lan extracted in the Sutra Pavilion.

At this time, the domineering energy has spread to the edge of the golden bell.

Domineering energy, what matters is being domineering!

But this domineering energy, when it came into contact with the golden light cover outside Jiang Lan's body, did not dare to resist at all, and allowed it to be absorbed completely.

"Golden bell?"

"Three-inch bell...Dacheng's golden bell, you...what do you want to do?"

Zhou Botong took a breath and looked in disbelief at the slowly rotating golden light shield three inches outside Jiang Lan's body.

The golden mask rotated slowly, revealing Jiang Lan's clear eyes, and he said calmly: "I'm here to kill you!"

At this time, a simple illusory bell appeared faintly on Jiang Lan's golden cover, which seemed to have lasted for thousands of years and existed forever.

"It turned out to be Zhong Yi, damn..."

Zhou Botong's scalp was numb, and he even wanted to kneel down in front of this majestic Zhongyi.

If Zhongyi had not been condensed, that is, the simple bell floating on the cover, Zhou Botong felt that he could still give it a try.

Although the golden bell cover has extremely strong protective capabilities, whether you like it or not, the difference in defensive power is huge.

For Jiang Lan, who has condensed his love, it is even impossible for him to break Jiang Lan's defense with his peak fifth-grade strength!

In Zhou Botong's memory, no one in the Zhenfu Division could practice to such an extent, except for Commander Qinglong who had disappeared for several years!

Even Beizhen Fusi Zhenfu Envoy, who has been studying the golden bell shield for several years, can only use the golden bell shield at a distance of one foot away from the body.

No matter the intensity of the shield or the golden light, it is far from comparable to the golden bell shield displayed by Jiang Lan, let alone the concentration of Zhongyi!

"When did such a powerful person appear in the Zhenfu Division...who are you!"

While Zhou Botong was horrified, Jiang Lan shook his head in disappointment.

"It doesn't matter who I am."

"The important thing is, you will die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Lan raised his finger and pointed at Zhou Botong's forehead seemingly casually.

Bystanders are confused, but the authorities are clear!

Zhou Botong's expression changed drastically after being pointed out by Jiang Lan.

Although his cultivation is only at the fifth level, he cannot control the vitality of heaven and earth.

But the moment Jiang Lan raised his finger, Zhou Botong felt that the vitality of heaven and earth seemed to be condensing on Jiang Lan's fingertips.

Terrifying energy fluctuations are heard.

"You really dare to kill me?"

"Do you know who is standing behind me!"

"I am a member of the Imperial Guards. Do you dare to kill an official of the imperial court at the feet of the emperor?"

Zhou Botong chuckled gloomily.

The vitality of heaven and earth is still gathering at Jiang Lan's fingertips.

It didn’t stop at all because of Zhou Botong’s threats.

At the critical moment of life and death, Uncle Zhou panicked.

"It's too late."

"When you bullied the people, did you ever think that this was the emperor's feet?"

Jiang Lan's emotionless words were like the death sentence.

The Wuxiang Tribulation finger urges the hair, and the finger power comes out of the hand.

The formless calamity refers to the first form, no self and no form!

The energy condensed at Jiang Lan's fingertips burst out and hit the center of Zhou Botong's forehead.

Suddenly, a bloody hole appeared in the center of Zhou Botong's forehead.

At the same time, a blazing heat came from the wound, along Zhou Botong's meridians, burning and raging in every part of Zhou Botong's body.

"It turns out to be the Wuxiang Jiezhi, how is it possible..."

Feeling the burning pain in his body, Zhou Botong felt regret welling up in his heart.

But it's too late.

In just a few breaths, Zhou Botong turned into a dark corpse.

Jiang Lan picked up the embroidered spring knife on Zhou Botong's waist, dipped it in his wet blood, and wrote a line of bloody words on the floor.
Chapter completed!