Chapter 101 You are a little imaginary in middle age
After Chen Ning returned to the sect, he ordered someone to notify Deacon Wang, and he needed some miscellaneous matters to be handled.
Chen Ning is not sure about Deacon Wang’s identity.
The old leader passed away and said many names and many undercover identities, big and small, as many as the lord of the river.
How could he remember it all?
However, this time the summons Deacon Wang to come over, mainly to ask about the situation of the Holy Sect of Yan Luo.
Deacon Wang’s position is similar to the butler of Zhuquefeng.
He handled some of the miscellaneous things.
Moreover, when this Deacon Wang is middle-aged, he will know that he must have rich experience when he sees his bald head.
It is definitely correct to ask him.
Soon after.
Wang Feng walked hard outside Chen Ning's courtyard with great worries.
Looking at the several powerful figures of the Black Dragon tribe guarding in front of the yard, he felt even more panicked.
The pace began to tremble.
"please!"
The Black Dragon tribe spoke politely.
“Hard work.”
Wang Feng nodded slightly at them and then stepped into the yard.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Chen Ning sitting on the stone bench. He was shocked and hurriedly saluted: "Subor Wang Feng, pay homage to the head."
"Don't give me a gift, Deacon Wang, you're here just right. I want to ask you how much do you know about the Holy Sect of Yanluo?"
When Chen Ning saw Deacon Wang arrive, he asked straight to the point.
Although it was not important to kill Wu Zun at that time, he still had to learn more about it afterwards.
Dong!
Wang Feng's heart beat violently, his face turned pale.
The head of the sect pointed out the key points in the first sentence, but he really didn't expect it.
He has been lurking for twenty years, but was he still exposed?
So, what does this young leader mean now?
Knocking the mountain and shaking the tiger?
Are you going to settle the score with him?
Wang Feng wiped his sweat and said, "Palm... Master, Yan Luo Holy Sect is a super sect in Qianzhou, and has a status of the same as my Xunlongmen, but Yan Luo Holy Sect is an old sect that has been passed down for thousands of years.
, with a profound foundation.”
"The foundation is profound? Then what you mean is that if you kill the people from the Holy Sect of Yan Luo, will there be trouble?"
Chen Ning browed slightly, wanting to hear what Deacon Wang meant.
After all, I am not experienced enough, so I would like to ask what measures will the Holy Sect of Yan Luo take under normal circumstances.
"Ah? Kill... Kill people?"
Wang Feng's face changed drastically.
The head of the sect is too heartbroken.
Is it okay to ask such a question directly in person?
How could he not understand? The leader asked this question, and he wanted to kill him, Wang Feng!
"The head... the head of the sect, the subordinates thought that they could not be killed. Once the Yan Luo Holy Sect got angry, the consequences might not be able to bear even if I search for the Dragon Gate."
Wang Feng felt that since Chen Ning had not broken up, he would have to play the puzzle together.
If you say this, maybe the leader will even be afraid of the mouse and the weight of the Holy Sect of Yan Luo, and dare not commit suicide without authorization.
But Chen Ning shook his head and asked, "What if he had already been killed?"
"Ah? Has been killed?"
Wang Feng's body began to tremble uncontrollably.
"Look, can you recognize this?"
Chen Ning took out a space bag casually.
Wang Feng looked confused.
Chen Ning took out several objects with the mark of the Yan Luo Holy Sect from the space bag.
"Look at these things, can you recognize the symbols on them? Do you belong to the great figure in the Holy Sect of Yanluo?"
Chen Ning sincerely asked for advice.
He wanted to figure out what kind of existence that Venerable Huang was in the Holy Sect of Yanluo.
Wang Feng looked up and saw a teapot and a crystal jade.
There are special patterns on it.
There are three flame patterns in the pattern.
Wang Feng just took a look and announced the case to solve it!
Good guy!
The patterns carved in the teapot and jade are the symbols of elder-level figures.
The ordinary disciples of the Holy Sect of Yan Luo only have the simplest intersection of patterns.
Only those who have positions in the Holy Sect of Yama can have flame patterns.
The more flame patterns you have.
It means that the higher his identity is.
Three flames are the elders.
The four flames are the four elders of the Holy Sect.
Only one person owns the five flames.
That is the Holy Lord of Yama.
The logo that Wang Feng himself possessed was just a flame, because the Holy Lord issued a special undercover mission.
Only then did he lift a flame out of nowhere.
His identity has improved a little bit.
But the things Chen Ning took out were carved with three flames, which represented the elder. Isn’t that the Holy Lord asked him to investigate the cause of Venerable Huang’s death, and he found out!
Wang Feng's heart skipped a beat.
Cold is generated throughout the body.
Chen Ning is here to see the picture!
Even Venerable Huang killed him, is he still the only one Wang Feng left?
But he didn't know why he was lurking well and suddenly exposed?
"Why don't you talk?"
Chen Ning looked at the other party in confusion. Could it be that this guy didn't recognize this mark?
Then I felt embarrassed to tell myself directly because of my face.
Afraid of being punished?
Really, just say it directly without knowing it. It is normal to have blind spots in knowledge.
I am not that inhumane person.
Chen Ning smiled and said, "Okay, you don't have to say it!"
Chen Ning wanted to give the other party a step.
But this words fell into Wang Feng's ears, just like the final judgment.
Wang Feng's heart was cold.
Good guy! I don’t want to say anything.
This time it's all over!
Lurking for twenty years has led to the current outcome.
It's endless sighs!
Although he did not get any useful information from Deacon Wang, Chen Ning naturally did not care about the revenge of the Holy Sect of Yan Luo.
If you have the ability, please help me kill all the undercover agents in the sect.
I respect you as a man.
"Okay, nothing is wrong, you can get off."
Chen Ning waved his hand and asked Deacon Wang to retreat.
The latter was sluggish and could not stand steadily, and fell to the ground.
Seeing this, Chen Ning said, "Dashi Wang, you are a little weak in middle age... Come on!"
The words fell.
Two strong Black Dragon tribe members walked up, dragging Deacon Wang on the left and right.
"Are you going to do it?"
Feeling the fierce aura of the two people beside him, Wang Feng's eyes turned dark and he fainted.
"Send Deacon Wang back."
"Abide by the order!"
Two Black Dragon tribe members dragged him away.
The yard has returned to peace.
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Wang Feng woke up, wondering how long he had been fainting, but he still felt a little dizzy. Chen Ning's words just now really put too much mental pressure on him.
Seeing the surrounding facilities, he was surprised to find that it was actually in his room at this time.
"How is that possible?"
Wang Feng couldn't believe that this Chief Chen didn't take his life?
He hurriedly lifted his sleeves and checked his chest, but there was no sign of poisoning.
"Oh no! It must be chronic - poison! This man surnamed Chen is too cruel! He actually poisoned me!"
Wang Feng is very sure.
I must have been poisoned at this moment.
Otherwise, Chen Ning would have no reason to point out everything and let him go.
Totally unnecessary.
At this time, a sound transmission spirit stone he hid under his feet suddenly moved.