"Go back to the pen!" Zhang Yange said to Nie Xiaoqian.
After saying that, his eyes were full of excitement, because he finally met a martial saint in the blood-transformation realm!
The marrow is like frost! The blood is like mercury slurry!
Then you can truly be reborn and your body will be clean and pure!
Yang life can be at least two hundred years.
This old man's punch could directly knock Nie Xiaoqian's soul away.
But Zhang Yange's eyes were full of excitement.
He has never met a powerful warrior since he came to this world, and now he finally meets one who can give him a try!
The old man punched and pushed out quickly.
I saw the airflow around him seemed to have a strong wind, violent explosions, even greater than the power of the flash flood driven by the Nine Young Masters that day! More violent!
Nie Xiaoqian was trembling all over from the huge amount of blood energy.
"You look down on people a little too much!" Zhang Yange held the cat in one hand and held it out with the other hand.
At this time, Zhang Yange's punches and kicks all implied the truth. He seemed extremely calm when striking out, even more casually like an antelope hanging its horns.
One slap caused the old man to suffer a small loss.
His blood surged, and Nie Xiaoqian quickly hid in the pen.
Magistrate Huang thought that when this gentleman came, he could easily kill this man and a ghost.
But somehow it seemed that the man in the navy blue robe had the upper hand.
It is no exaggeration to say that this old gentleman is a fairy.
He was originally sent by Qin Tiantai to monitor the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts. If the Ninth Young Master dared to cross the line, he would kill him.
Unexpectedly, Hundred Demons Night Parade turned out to be a joke.
The old man was tall and burly, with his arms almost reaching his knees.
Those two big hands are like two white jade doors.
He is a very senior person in Qin Tiantai, and there is only one legend about him in the world at this time.
Back then, his nickname in the world was called Heaven Splitting Shou, but now people call him Mr. Dong!
"You must be that Zhang Yange." Dong Ping said.
"Do you recognize me?" Zhang Yange petted the cat gently, which almost woke it up just now.
Dong Ping waved his hand without leaving a trace, "Although you have merit for killing the imperial official, it is also a serious crime!"
"You heard what he did just now." Zhang Yange caressed the black cat nonchalantly, and the black cat continued to fall asleep under his caress.
"I heard it!" Dong Ping looked at Magistrate Huang.
He also felt that this matter was a bit strange.
Magistrate Huang's whole body trembled, and his body collapsed on the chair like a skin bag.
Magistrate Huang is in a state of despair!
Zhang Yange and Dong Ping stepped forward to investigate together.
"You destroyed your soul by yourself!" Dong Ping said in surprise.
Zhang Yange gently touched the center of his eyebrows, and his soul came out of his body.
But nothing unusual was found.
Dong Ping had detailed information about Zhang Yange's battle with the Ninth Young Master, but he was still slightly surprised when he saw Zhang Yange's soul leaving his body.
It’s not that there aren’t people who follow the path of martial arts and Taoism.
But such people are rarely successful.
But Dong Ping couldn't see the depth of Zhang Yange. He believed that if the two of them let go and had a fight, he would definitely lose.
Where did this monster come from?
Zhang Yange regained consciousness and released Nie Xiaoqian.
"He should have committed suicide using a secret method. He was so distraught that he died without evidence!" Zhang Yange said with murderous intent in his tone.
After arriving in Qiantang County, he felt like he was surrounded by a net.
Everything I do is slow.
He doesn't like this feeling very much!
No matter what, he will find the person behind this and blow his head off.
Nie Xiaoqian looked at Zhang Yange in confusion.
Originally, she wanted to avenge her parents with her own hands, but her enemy died like this...
"He should have done it at your house. There is no problem with that, but I always feel that there is another hand behind the scenes!" Zhang Yange said to Nie Xiaoqian.
"This kind of secret technique that can make a person's soul fly away is not much left in the world. But if it can make a prefect die willingly like this, there is definitely something wrong behind it." Dong Ping checked again and said.
"Why are you here?" Zhang Yange asked.
Dong Ping looked at Zhang Yange, "Are you interrogating me?"
"Otherwise, what do you think?" Zhang Yange asked with a frown.
Dong Ping smiled, "We are all boxing practitioners, let's speak based on our ability!"
"It's not convenient here, let's find a place. If you lose, answer my questions honestly." Zhang Yange stroked the black cat twice more.
Cat petting is really addictive...
"Okay." Dong Ping laughed.
The next day two major events happened in Suzhou.
One was that the prefect contracted a serious illness and died in office, and the other was that a large mountain outside Suzhou disappeared.
Both of these incidents are related to Zhang Yange.
At this time, he was petting the cat while waiting for Dong Ping to wake up.
This old boy is at least like a giant rock in the snow.
It was almost noon when Dong Ping woke up.
After sitting up, he looked at Zhang Yange warily, who drank tea and said, "Drink some tea?"
Dong Ping sat opposite Zhang Yange.
They were in an inn, Dong Ping looked at the tea in front of him and frowned.
Is this tea for people to drink?
"Isn't there Biluochun?" Dong Ping asked.
"Yes! But it's very expensive. You have to buy it yourself." Zhang Yange knew he knew how to live.
Dong Ping…
"I'm convinced."
"Tell me what you know. You won't tell me that you are the bodyguard of the prefect, right?" Zhang Yange took a sip of tea.
The black cat had woken up and jumped directly onto Zhang Yange's shoulder.
Looked at Dong Ping with those green eyes.
"This cat is extraordinary." Dong Ping couldn't help but sigh, "How could Magistrate Huang let me be his bodyguard? I'm a Martial Saint!
Daqian is one of the top ten masters!"
"Where do you rank among the top ten masters?" Zhang Yange asked with interest.
"eighth!"
"If I have a chance, I'll meet the people in front of me." Zhang Yange took a sip of tea and said, "Okay, let's talk about why you are there."
It can be seen that Zhang Yange does not trust Dong Ping.
"A hundred ghosts walk at night, and I am the supervisor."
When he said this, Zhang Yange glanced at him.
The contempt in his eyes made Dong Ping feel helpless. What happened this time was that Qin Tiantai was unreasonable and exchanged the lives of the people for peace.
"After the incident in Qiantang, I stayed in Suzhou for a while. This season is suitable for eating crabs. You don't know that Suzhou drunk crabs are really special."
This old man knows how to live well...
"Once Magistrate Huang's official talisman is damaged, there will be a reaction at Qin Tiantai. After I found out, I came over to take a look.
Although a prefect is dead when he dies, the laws of Daqian cannot be trampled upon." Dong Ping took a sip of tea and then put it down and stopped drinking.
"The magistrate cares about people's lives, and I'm afraid he may have trampled on the laws of Daqian that you said." Zhang Yange said mockingly.
He didn't have any good impressions of this guy from Qin Tiantai.
Dong Ping was speechless for a moment, but Zhang Yange knew that he was not lying to him. It was really just a coincidence that he came to rescue Huang Zhifu.