In a dark street and alley not far from the explosion building, under a persimmon tree, a black carriage was quietly parked.

The curtains of the black carriage are lifted.

A masked man in black was sitting in the carriage. The difference was that the masked man had gray hair and was significantly older than the masked man in black who appeared elsewhere.

His forehead was shiny, but the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were as deep as a knife. His eyes were also truly vicissitudes. Although most of his face was blindfolded, anyone who saw him would unconsciously think of the wind and frost outside the border, the lonely smoke in the desert, and the setting sun battlefield where vultures fly all over the sky.

This vicissitudes of life also saw Wang Taixu soaring into the sky at the moment when the small building exploded.

Looking at Wang Taixu who disappeared into the night like a bat, the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes of this vicissitudes of life became much deeper.

After Wang Taixu destroyed Jinlin Tang in one fell swoop, the figures in the martial arts world in Changling thought that Wang Taixu had already soared into the sky. However, this vicissitudes of life knew very well that any lower-level practitioner, no matter how high he flew, was still too low in the eyes of the real powerful and powerful people in Changling.

Even in their eyes, Wang Taixu was too weak. But as long as Wang Taixu could survive, they might not be able to survive tonight.

The vicissitudes of suffering appeared in the eyes of the vicissitudes of life. He shook his head, put down the curtain of the carriage, and the carriage began to slowly drive away along the straight streets.

In an alley that was close to the eastern suburbs of Changling, an ordinary carriage and this black carriage were interspersed.

Neither of them stayed, but in the seemingly ordinary carriage, there was a cold voice with an indescribable murderous aura, which was passed through the two curtains and entered the ears of this vicissitudes of life.

"Within three days, Wang Taixu must die. If Wang Taixu does not die, you should understand what to do."

The cultivator with vicissitudes of divine appearance said nothing. He narrowed his eyes slightly and seemed to be asleep. Only after the carriage drove out of Changling and began to enter the official road outside the city, he sighed softly: "A general's success has been broken, and it has been like this since ancient times."

...

This night was particularly difficult for many people in Changling.

Wang Taixu fell into an ordinary civil courtyard, just like a bat.

But his bat is a wounded bat.

The practitioner who killed more than ten guards in front of him in several breaths with thunder. The bronze ball that he threw out was a magic weapon that only practitioners of the Great Chu Dynasty were good at.

Although he escaped by his life-saving arrangement, he was still stabbed into his body by several burning golden talismans.

At this moment, there were several terrifying tearing wounds on his legs and waist and abdomen, and the worst of them could even be vaguely seen inside the organs.

But he has experienced such moments many times when he got up from the bottom of Changling. He became a doctor after a long illness. After a long injury, he naturally knew how to deal with his injuries.

He quickly took off his ragged outer robe and the strange bat coat that had torn several cracks. He was naked in the cold late autumn, and slowly used his true energy to force out all the metal fragments in his body. Then he took out two bottles of medicine from the robe he took off, applied it outside and took it internally, and quickly bandaged it.

The severe pain and a lot of blood loss made his head drowsy, but he still realized that since he was a terrible opponent of that level, the rest of his secret residences in Changling were not safe and could not be used to hide.

He hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand that was not much warm, quietly took off a few pieces of clothes from the bamboo pole that was drying clothes aside, and put them on his body.

Then under the cover of the night, he climbed up dozens of courtyard walls and finally entered a side room in the backyard of a restaurant.

There was a slightly fat chef in this side room who slept very sweetly. He was obviously not a practitioner. He waited until Wang Taixu walked up to him and pushed his body several times in a row before he woke up.

However, the moment he saw Wang Taixu's pale face clearly, the slightly fat chef seemed to have ushered in the most important mission in his life, and a strange light began to flash on his face.

He knelt deeply at Wang Taixu with great respect and asked, "What do you need me to do?"

Wang Taixu looked at him and said softly: "Please ask me for some information. I must arrive at a truly safe place before dawn."

...

Mo Qinggong was very annoyed.

No matter who it is, it will be annoyed to be called out after lying down for less than half an hour. The most important thing is that people like him don’t have much rest time every day.

He rubbed his head, which was a little painful, and threw a file carefully handed over by the young man in front of him into the brazier next to him. "Don't spend the effort to investigate this person, and throw all his strength on the talisman practitioner who had been cut off his head! Let the Shence team investigate it too, and check it to the end!"

The handsome young man in front of him looked shocked at the flames licked in the brazier.

He couldn't understand why the file he had worked hard to make in the shortest time was burned so casually, and he couldn't understand why the boy didn't check it?

"Sir..." So he couldn't help but speak.

"Don't think I'm too lacking rest." But as soon as he spoke, Mo Qinggong sneered and interrupted him, "I know what you want to ask. I won't let you check that young man in the wine shop, not because I have any special opinions, but because he has checked him for two rounds before. Regardless of whether he joins Aries Cave or not, whether he has a half-day Tongxuan, there is no problem with his origin. The investigation into these is completely in vain. But these were done by Qin Huaishu before, and you have just taken over his position, so you don't know that it's understandable."

It turned out that this young man had already entered the sight of the Shendujian. Looking at Lord Mo's tone, he seemed to be very familiar with the young man and even had a deep understanding of it?

The handsome young official of the Shendu Supervisor looked slightly stiff. He hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help but whisper: "What lord taught me is that I must ask more people before doing things in the future so that I won't waste any effort. Is it really a matter of asking the Shence team to investigate too?"

Hearing these words from this young official, Mo Qinggong's eyes were inexplicably filled with extremely cold meaning.

He stared at the young official of the Shendu Supervisor and said in an extremely cold manner: "In my Daqin department, especially when I am an official in the Shendu Supervisor, you must understand that dealing with your own affairs is always more important than dealing with the affairs of others outside."

Looking at the young official who was even more nervous but not yet understood enough, he sneered and continued: "My Great Qin Dynasty has come to this point and will not be afraid of a single practitioner or a place of practice. The emperor and the two ministers will not think that the practice scriptures of a sect can have a fatal impact on the Great Qin Dynasty. What they care about is our absolute loyalty and whether each minister does things according to their will. They do not want to see the war horses dragging the Great Qin Dynasty's chariot, and their own steps are inconsistent. It is something they care more about."

"We Shendujian, we are dealing with internal affairs in our dynasty and dealing with our own affairs. Since you have already achieved this position in Shendujian, and since you already know that the Shence Group is also working hard to investigate the affairs of those people in Yunshui Palace, and since you also think that what happened in Changling tonight may be related to the use of public instruments and private use, so anxious to inform me, then why can't you go further and think about your responsibilities clearly?"

The young official's cold sweat soaked his hair and dripped along his cheeks.

"If you want to stay in Changling for a long time, you must always stand aside with the emperor's intention. Murong City's cultivation qualifications are much better than Qin Huaishu, and he is handsome and elegant than Qin Huaishu, which makes people like him. However, his current body may have rotten, but Qin Huaishu has now been recommended and has entered the Lingxu Sword Sect to study."

Mo Qinggong looked coldly at the young official who was far from satisfied with him and finally said, "The advantage of Qin Huaishu is to see clearly and understand his position. I will not say these words tonight again. I just hope you can see them clearly in the future."

"Thank you for your wake-up!" The young official saluted deeply with respect.

"Go! I want to know which noble man is so lucky that he will fail even against these people in the martial arts world." Mo Qinggong's expression softened a little. He waved his hand to signal that the young official could leave. At the same time, he was well versed in the way of using people and said, "Be careful and serious in doing things, and use your strength to the place you want to use. You should have heard that people who sit in this position under my hands will fly to the branches if nothing unexpected happens."

The deeper depths of the eyes of the young official, who was soaked in cold sweat, suddenly became hot. He bowed respectfully again, and then withdrew with fighting spirit.

...

Almost the same moment.

Lilingjun's mansion has an ordinary face, but because of its unique temperament, it is easy for everyone who sees him to think that he is the most beautiful man in the world. Looking at his think tank assistant Lu Siche, who he values ​​the most, he frowned deeply.

"It's not what we did." Lu Siche looked at Li Lingjun who was not asleep late at night and said, "I can't use such rough and dangerous means."

Li Lingjun nodded and said softly and gently: "If it were you, I would definitely leave no trace. But I really want to know which other noble man in Changling does not like him besides me. If something happens like this, maybe that noble man needs friends?"

Lu Siche smiled slightly: "A little ambitious nobleman will never reject friends like you."

However, Li Lingjun suddenly became worried. He looked at Lu Siche deeply and said, "In recent days, I have been thinking about a problem. Do you think I would ask to see Zheng Xiu?"

Lu Siche's expression changed drastically, and his hands trembled slightly unconsciously.
Chapter completed!