"stop!"

The shout of full breath fell.

A big man turned over and came out of the street market and stood in front of the child.

The man was shaped like an iron tower, and he was powerful without anger. He was wearing an old but neat robe, and a long knife hung around his waist.

His palm moved away from the handle of the long knife, held his shoulders, and looked down at the little doll in front of him.

Then he opened his palm and said helplessly: "Take it over."

The little doll has never seen such a scene.

He swallowed hard, but shook his little head like a rattle.

"Not good, stone was caught."

There was another mess.

Several children in the alley were about to go to rescue them, but due to the majesty of the constable in the city, they had to scatter and rush into the depths of the alley.

In this turmoil, they finally returned to a dilapidated courtyard.

There are only a few broken tiled houses in the courtyard. It is hard to imagine that you can see such a broken place in Tianji City. Moreover, it seems that there are still people living here for a long time. When you look up, you will see a few big words written on it.

‘Orphanage’

The courtyard gate is wide open.

A simple woman walked out of it.

The moment they saw the woman, the children seemed to have found their backbone, chattering about the experience of the stone being caught. As the footsteps gradually increased, tall figures appeared in their sight. The children hurriedly hid behind the woman, leaned out their heads quietly, and hurriedly retreated.

As the figure approached, the familiar embroidered brocade robe came into view.

The man put down the 'stone' in his hand, sighed and said, "Miss Xu, you should take good care of them. Brothers are busy with official duties, so how can you have the time to deal with them?"

"I have learned to steal things now, and I will not become a gangster in the future when I grow up?"

"They're...

After saying a little while, the constable seemed to realize something, and wanted to say something, "If you hit the noble man, you can't cover it up."

The man, who was called the wife of the Xu family, looked at the dirty child with only two bright eyes, and shouted: "Take it out."

Shi Tou trembled when he heard this and took out half a piece of pastry from his crotch.

The woman who was originally pretending to be majestic suddenly had a red eye, but she disappeared in an instant. She bowed and said, "Thank you, Brother Dong, for your care, we will compensate you according to the price."

"Forget it, I know the stall owner."

"As long as you don't steal money, it doesn't count..."

The woman took out gold leaves from her pocket, mixed with a few spirit stones: "No, we must compensate!"

Send the constable away.

The woman stares at the stone.

The stone whispered in a timid manner: "It didn't stole it, it fell to the ground by itself."

The woman said nothing, led the children into the gate of the orphanage, and ordered the two young and half children to close the door, then scolded: "If you don't ask for it, you'll steal it!"

As he said that, he took the bamboo strips beside him.

"Sanniang, I'm hungry."

"Sanniang, please spare Xiao Shitou, we will never dare to do it again."

“…”

Xu Sanniang took her high hand back, but she still had to punish her. Children had to eat a few bamboo sticks to make her remember.

After teaching the children a lesson, Xu Sanniang quickly returned to the house, first preparing meals for the children, then preparing to meditate and rest. Last night, she waited until the morning light.

She even forgot what day and night it was.

Fortunately, it is not a dangerous job.

A small courtyard in Jujun Tower collapsed, and she had just rushed back from there.

...

"Junjun Tower?" Wallace Chung looked surprised.

He looked at Lu Jing who was walking in at the door, then at his father and Mr. Wu who lived in his cloak, and his expression was even more surprised. He had just arrived from there, but everyone seemed to know about this.

In theory, fighting is not a big deal.

Many times, the damage caused by monks who have not yet become possessed is serious.

But it was strange when what he, a monk in the Law Enforcement Hall, knew became well-known.

"Nephew Lu..."

Although Zhong Songtang did not open his magic eyes, he could see Lu Jing's aura with his cultivation and eyesight.

Lu Jing's aura was very bad. It could not be said to be weak, but changed, as if the person standing in front of him was not a living person at all.

How can I come if I am not a living person?

Could it be a ghost?

"I'm dead." Lu Jing spoke in a deep voice while uncovering his clothes, and a hole running through the front and back appeared on his chest. This hole was not the reason why he killed him. The key was that he cut himself with his true intention. This knife was the key to cutting off life.

"How could this be!"

Old Wu suddenly stood up, his voice trembling a little more.

He was clearly prepared to trade the Zifu and the inner alchemy furnace to the Supervisor, why did Lu Jing die?

He did not believe that the Superior would be so unwise. Killing Lu Jing means cutting off the transaction. If the Superior wants to survive, the purple palace and inner alchemy furnace in his hand are the most important.

"It's a long story." Lu Jing walked to the seat beside him with a smile and sat down.

He told the story about what happened after Mr. Wu left, but he just stopped by himself and killed himself.

He needs to consider the rest.

He hid Tushanjun's identity.

In fact, Lu Jing had some speculations. He could feel the loss of magic power and the strangeness of that senior, which must have nothing to do with the magical weapon. This would not tell Mr. Wu and the others the truth. He could only briefly say that the behavior of the supervisor angered a senior.

Then, with the action of that senior, the supervisor died.

"Diet?!" Wallace Chung's voice suddenly rose countless times.

He heard from beginning to end like he was listening to a story. He could never believe it when he heard the great monk who kidnapped Lu Jing died. You must know that he had just returned from the law enforcement hall.

The elder said that the two monks who took action were at least the Great True Lord.

The magic power fluctuated from the prison hall, and when they arrived, it was less than half a stick of incense. There was not enough observation and testing in such a short time, let alone taking action directly, even if you take action, how many magical powers can you use?

Now that Lu Jing comes back, he tells him that the mana fluctuations they are pursuing were real, and they really took action, and even some people are dead.

"The elder said that at least the two who took action were the Great True Lord."

“…”

Zhong Songtang frowned.

In order to deal with the Supervisor, he heard Wu Zhu talk about the Supervisor's realm, so he felt even more. The peak of the Great True Lord died so unrest, and he couldn't help but wonder: "Is there any such monk in the city?"

Tianji City is huge, and there are tigers and dragons in the city.

It is normal to have such monks.

If Lu Jing did not lie, the man's strength was definitely not weak, and he even reached the combat power of the great sect genius. The genius measured the strength between the same realm. The man had the strength of half a stick of incense to kill the same level, and was definitely not a nameless person.

Compared with the two of them, Mr. Wu was concerned about Lu Jing's current situation.

“Is this a reversible situation?”

Lu Jing shook his head and said, "This secret method is called "Neutral Death," which was taught by that senior. He asked me to deal with the funeral..."

Lu Jing, who obtained the secret technique, was even more certain about the speculation. He felt that the monk who appeared in Jujun Tower was definitely related to the strange magic weapon. He was not dead yet, just what the senior wanted him to do.

"Where is that senior?" Zhong Songtang asked.

"Senior has left."

"If the arrangement is done, there is still a chance to reincarnate."

"I have sold the Yin God to my senior, so I ask the senior to take action."

Lu Jing took this into consideration, so he could not reveal the secrets of the strange magical weapons.

Not to mention the strength shown by the demon giant, none of the people here is his opponent. Mr. Wu alone is the Yin God of the Nascent Soul. With the ability of that senior to extract souls and refine souls, he could not refine Mr. Wu casually.

In his opinion, the demon cultivator always does things based on his mood.

"This... I'm afraid I've met a devil?" Wallace Chung hesitated and looked at his father's face.

Who can use Yin Shen as reward?
To be continued...