Thinking of Qi Yibing's talk about the Duan family, Lu Ran frowned after going downstairs.

Of course, Lu Ran was not afraid, but was just thinking, could he find a way to kill the Duan family first?

While thinking, Lu Ran walked on the streets of Qingzhou Prefecture.

But suddenly, Lu Ran paused and his clothes were pulled around his waist.

Lu Ran looked back and saw An Ning's expression slightly uneasy, her big eyes were filled with fear.

"What's wrong?" Lu Ran leaned over slightly and asked with concern on his face.

An Ning hugged Lu Ran's neck with his two little hands, and said in a trembling voice: "An Ning, I'm afraid!"

"What are you afraid of?" Lu Ran said with a smile, but he was even more puzzled.

An Ning was just trembling, but she didn't speak.

Lu Ran frowned and glanced around him for a few times, but did not find any strange people or existences.

Suddenly, Lu Ran turned around as if he felt something, but he accidentally met a pair of emotionsless eyes. Seeing that Lu Ran seemed to the owner of those eyes, he also moved slightly and disappeared into the crowd.

"Is this person?" Lu Ran asked An Ning, but An Ning didn't answer, but was still trembling.

Lu Ran stopped asking An Ning, who was hanging around his neck for the time being, and planned to wait for An Ning to calm down before asking questions, but he himself chased the man who disappeared into the crowd.

At this moment, snowflakes suddenly floated in the sky.

One by one, as big as a goose feather, fell to the ground.

A scholar holding a thick stack of books in his hand, walking on the streets of Qingzhou Prefecture with a slightly blue face. His lips were purple, and his whole body seemed to be trembling because of the cold, and he was even more staggering when walking.

But the people around him seemed to turn a blind eye to him, and no one noticed his strangeness.

Suddenly, the scholar looked up and saw Lu Ran walking fast in the crowd. A strange look flashed in his eyes, and then he suddenly started running, as if chasing Lu Ran.

Just when an old farmer was pushing a vegetable truck and thinking that the scholar would hit him directly, he passed through the vegetable truck and passed through the old farmer without any collision.

And looking at the old farmer's expression, it seemed that he was not conscious of everything.

At this moment, the wind and snow seemed to be getting faster. The pedestrians on the street hugged their jackets and rushed to their homes in a hurry.

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South of Qingzhou Prefecture, on the shore of Nanhu Lake.

In an elegant courtyard, two thin-dressed old men were playing chess in the courtyard, ignoring the falling snowflakes in the sky.

One of the old men had just fallen a word, but suddenly frowned and said, "Brother Sang, shouldn't you monitor the movements and situations in Qingzhou Prefecture City in Xuanjing Building to prevent the White Woman from entering the city? Why did you come to us?"

After the words came, another person walked into the courtyard, which was Sang Shanlong.

Upon hearing this, Sang Shanlong showed a hint of disdain on his face and said, "The upper White Walker had just appeared a few days ago. If the lower White Walker appeared again, it would have to be next month. I'll just leave for a moment. How excited are you now?"

The other two guards who were playing chess looked up at the same time and looked at each other.

The old man with red face immediately said a little hotly: "Originally, after you, I should be responsible for this period of time, but you said you still have a White Walker essence and have to exchange orders to guard me, but what's going on now? Leaving your post without permission?"

Listening to this, Sang Shanlong said impatiently: "Why are you, an old ghost, so excited? Even if something really happens, I, Sang Shanlong, will take responsibility for it myself, and will not put the responsibility on your head!"

"Are you telling you the responsibility? As the governor of Qingzhou Prefecture, you and I have the responsibility to be responsible for this people! If we fail to supervise and let the ghosts sneak into the city and cause the lives of life, how can you and I be worthy of the name of this governor?" The red-faced old man named Bald Hui was even more angry, and his face seemed to be even more red.

But Sang Shanlong no longer paid attention to Baldur, but looked at another old man and said lightly: "Xu Zhiru, can you still sit still? I don't believe you haven't heard of the recent events in the city?"

"Old Dog Sang, don't change the subject!" Baldhui angrily slapped the chessboard and stood up directly.

Xu Zhiru, who had been looking at the chessboard, suddenly looked up and said with anger: "Bao Dehui, you old ghost, you can't beat it if you can't beat it! What does it mean to shoot a chessboard? The chess pieces are messed up!"

"Sang Laogou has run out of the Xuanjing Building, why are you playing chess!" Bald Huo looked angry.

"Bao Laogui, don't pretend to be jealous of evil. What kind of thing are you? We don't know?" Sang Shanlong showed a hint of disgust on his face, and then said, "Lu Ran, who has been making a fuss in the city recently and has gathered dozens of martial artists. He is from Fu Zefang and Yi Songyuan. You don't know, right?"

Hearing this, Xu Zhiru and Bald Dehui were both silent.

"Young-mouthed child, what's the point?" Baldhuo snorted coldly.

Xu Zhiru glanced at Sang Shanlong and smiled and said, "What are the plans of Sang Zhenguan? Why not just talk to us?"

"According to the rules, the three of us cannot attack Lu Ran, otherwise Fu Zefang and Yi Songyuan will have a reason to take action directly. In the end, if so many of us qi-refiners on the fifth floor will fight, it will probably make the superiors extremely dissatisfied... So, I hope that the two of us can let the Jianghu Gang take action together, and kill Lu Ran with my Feihong Gang, and kill everything in the cradle!" Sang Shanlong said in a deep thought.

Xu Zhiru narrowed his eyes and said, "Is it possible? Sang Zhenshou felt that the Feihong Gang could not handle that young man alone?"

"It's a little difficult to rely solely on Luo Yong." Sang Shanlong responded.

Hearing this, Bald Hui sneered: "You Sang Old Dog are you afraid that your Feihong Gang will fight with Lu Ran and suffer some damage. Then you took advantage of the situation and invaded your Sang Old Dog's interests?"

Sang Shanlong did not comment on this and did not answer.

Xu Zhiru was silent for a while and said, "Sang Zhenshou will give me some time, and I will consider it again."

Sang Shanlong glanced at Xu Zhiru, then looked at Bald Dehui, and smiled and said, "Please think carefully. After all, if one more person has the right to speak in Qingzhou Prefecture, it is not just the interests of one of you and me who are damaged, but everyone will suffer together!"

After saying that, Sang Shanlong left.

Bald Hui glanced at Xu Zhiru and said, "What do you think, Lao Xu?"

Xu Zhiru reached out and slowly reviewed the chessboard, saying lightly: "Although we are all chess players, we are not qualified to turn off the chessboard, so we must think about how to win!"

"It's mysterious again!" Baldhoo couldn't help but curl his lips.

But suddenly, seeing the chess game that was exactly the same as before by Xu Zhiru, the red-faced old man's face was filled with disappointment.
Chapter completed!