His speed was very fast, and he quickly chased away the group of thugs in the casino who were chasing him.
Moreover, this guy dragged the girl named Xiu'er and ran so fast with a drag bottle. This Yang Lang was not an easy man.
The above is just an analysis based on what happened in front of me. In fact, Wang Dong does not need to analyze, because the reason why Wang Dong pays attention to Yang Lang in the casino is because he can tell at a glance that this Yang Lang is not simple.
Because this guy is an innate master!
Perhaps Wang Dong's innate realm is far from being worthy of the term "master", it's too far behind.
But for this small Linxue County, an innate master is simply a myth, a martial arts myth.
You must know that the Fengyun Divine Sect before Wang Dong came to power, the two ancestors, Blood Demon and Hongyun, were innate.
Linxue County is a small county town, and it is not a sect. There are only a few warriors in the true Qi realm, let alone innate ones.
An existence with an innate realm is hidden in a small place like Linxue County. Even a fool would know that there is something wrong. It is not simple, let alone Wang Dong who is not stupid.
Apart from anything else, in a small casino full of mortals, it is not a problem for a genius to win a hundred games in a row and become a god of gambling. How could he lose everything and lose to the point of selling a girl?
"Come out, I know you are following me!" Yang Lang stopped in this inaccessible forest, turned back and said to the air.
Of course he wasn't really talking to the air, because he knew someone was following him.
When Wang Dong followed Yang Lang, he did not use any strength beyond his own hidden cultivation.
The cultivation that Wang Dong is showing now is the true Qi realm. It is not surprising at all that Yang Lang has discovered it.
Wang Dong walked out from behind a big tree. Naturally, he was too lazy to hide. There was no point in hiding. He had already been discovered anyway.
He pretended to be surprised and said: "Good boy, you can actually detect my tracking. With this kind of sensitivity, you won't lose so miserably in the casino, right?"
Yang Lang shook his head and said: "In the casino, luck is what counts, not acumen. Also, who are you and why are you following me?"
Wang Dong said: "Who am I? Of course I am the one who captured you and took you back to the casino!"
Yang Lang continued to shake his head: "You are not from the casino. I know all the thugs in the casino."
Wang Dong said: "Regardless of whether I am from the casino or not, if you lose something, you should pay for it instead of running away!
To tell you the truth, I am a detective from Zhuifeng Mansion, investigating a case.
I suspect you are related to a murder case, come with me!"
Yang Lang's expression changed and he said in surprise: "Murder? Don't talk nonsense. What does it have to do with me and the murder? It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter at all, it absolutely doesn't matter!"
Wang Dong: "It doesn't matter. Why are you nervous?"
Yang Lang didn't say anything and dragged Xiu'er to continue running.
Wang Dong thought for a while and was too lazy to chase.
There must be something wrong with this kid, he's not so nervous.
However, as an innate, this kid is so cowardly when facing ordinary Zhenqi realm warriors, so he doesn't think he is really killing innocent people indiscriminately.
What's more, Wang Dong is not a real policeman, so why does he care so much?
It was unprecedented that he was willing to chase him out and have a few words with this Yang Lang.
This Yang Lang didn't offend him, and he wanted him to take the initiative to deal with Yang Lang, but Wang Dong was obviously too lazy to do so.
Ignoring Yang Lang anymore, Wang Dong came to the county government office in Linxue County.
Then I learned that the murderer of the previous murder case had nothing to do with Yang Lang.
The murderer's name is Liu Er, and he is a pig butcher.
After losing all the money, he was unwilling to give up, so he killed someone, grabbed the money and ran away.
It is said that I don’t know where to hide now!
In this kind of case, there is no doubt, as long as the person is arrested.
Wang Dong was naturally too lazy to arrest the person himself, he just wanted to wait for the result.
If the dignified police officers of Zhui Feng Mansion had to arrest people in person, it would be too cheap.
Soon, the pig killer was caught by the police from Linxue County.
Wang Dong stopped thinking about the county government and the case. He focused on Yang Lang.
A congenital guy hangs out in a mortal casino and pretends to lose miserably every time.
Very interesting!
This time, Wang Dong quietly used some of his spiritual power to follow Yang Lang without being discovered at all.
On this day, Yang Lang found an excuse to get rid of Xiu'er and came to the foot of Tianhua Mountain and the bank of the Zangjian River.
Then, Wang Dong, who had nothing to do, also followed.
Originally, Wang Dong wanted to see if this guy had anything to do with Fantianhui, but he didn't expect that the fish he caught was out of line.
By the Hidden Sword River!
A group of gentlemen and young ladies were outing by the river, painting and reciting poems, and enjoying themselves.
"Did you know that this river was not called the Zangjian River before, but was called the Nyima River?"
"Nima River sounds so unpleasant. It is far less charming than the name Zangjian River."
"Why did you change your name later?"
These gentlemen and ladies are all around fifteen years old, very young and full of vigor.
The person who brought up this topic before was a young man who was quite fat, had small eyes, wore fine clothes, and had an extraordinary family background.
Seeing that everyone was curious, he looked a little proud and said with a smile: "I heard it occasionally mentioned by the elders, do you know Qingxu Sword Master?"
When the Qingxu Sword Master was mentioned, everyone immediately became energetic and started talking in a flurry of words.
"Of course I know, Sword Saint Lu Qingxu, the best sword in the world a thousand years ago, a legend of our Dayue Kingdom."
"Qingxu Sword Master, he learned swordsmanship at the age of seven, and achieved success in seven years. He has never suffered a defeat since his debut, and has never met an opponent in his life. He was indeed worthy of being the best swordsman in the world at that time!"
"Unfortunately, Sword Master Qingxu died young at the age of only forty-nine."
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Although everyone here is a scholar and has no ability to restrain a chicken, they all admire Lu Qingxu.
Which boy or girl doesn’t have the dream of martial arts? Doesn’t have the passion to travel to the end of the world with a sword?
The reason why they study is not because they don’t want to learn martial arts or be proud of themselves. It’s because they don’t have the foundation and are too weak to practice martial arts.
The little fat man looked at everyone talking, with his hands behind his back, looking mature and knowledgeable.
"You may have heard that Sword Master Qingxu retired to the world at the age of thirty-nine, and news of his death was reported ten years later."
"But you definitely don't know that Qingxu Sword Master lived in seclusion by the Hidden Sword River for ten years, living in a cottage until his death."
"Back then, Sword Master Qingxu threw his sword into this river, and later on it became known as the 'Hidden Sword River'."
A group of young ladies looked at the little fat man. They didn't expect that the little fat man could understand these secrets.
"Fat Tiger, then do you know why Qingxu Sword Master insists on retiring by the Hidden Sword Lake?"