Who will remember himself?

The "Great Master Order" of the East Great Wall has no real power and no need to do, so he bought drunk every night. When a man's ambition is wiped out, he can't see too much "awe". He opened his mouth and shut up... Yingtianfu quickly drew a clear line with Buru. This young commander of the law enforcement department who once had a temporary authority in the Tiandu Imperial City has become a lower-ranking character like a defeated dog.

He will still pay attention to the news in Tiandu.

When I heard that man named "Gongsun", I took the lead from the envoy of the Law Enforcement Department to replace him as the head of the Shaosi, and then became the head of the Grand Secretary after the Tiandu coup... and even took charge of the illusory Fourth Department.

In addition to regret, he also had resentment.

These should be your own.

These negative emotions take root day and night, twist, and getting drunk once you buy, will penetrate deep into your heart and point to the small

The figure of the boy in the Rain Alley... the culprit.

It's the guy in front of you.

Ning Yi.

The twist in Buru's eyes did not escape Ning Yi's gaze.

Ning Yi looked at him calmly, with a calm expression, as if it had penetrated the hearts of people and the truest thoughts in his heart.

Buru quickly lowered his head.

He didn't dare to see it again.

The two of them are now different from Yunran.

Status, identity, power... are completely incomparable.

Buru's drunkenness was almost sober. He maintained his attitude of ceremonies and restored the attitude that a law enforcement official should have. "Mr. Ning...Mr. Ning, I am here to come to investigate the changes in Mingsha Mountain this time, please do not stop it."

"The ghost cultivator from Liuli Mountain in the East Realm planned the riot."

Ning Yi still looked at him, "Master Juxing and Zen Son Shenxiu all died in this riot. Now Xiao Leiyin Temple is not suitable for the intervention of the Great Sui officials. There are too many practitioners in the Buddhist Dharma Assembly. Lingshan Association gives a scroll. The Law Enforcement Department and the Intelligence Department only need to wait until the Dharma Assembly is over and take away some practitioners of the Dharma Assembly to confirm the authenticity of the "scroll".

Buru was silent.

A dull sound came from the carriage.

"When I return to Lingshan, the truth of this Dharma Assembly... will be drawn up into a volume to announce to the world, and the East Great Wall will get one. I will send another one to Tiandu and submit it to His Royal Highness in person."

Buru's pupils contracted, and his back was filled with cold sweat.

He clasped his fists with his hands, bowed respectfully, and said, "Then it depends on the wishes of the great guest."

In the early years, when Buru was in the Tiandu Imperial City, he had seen Song Que from afar and heard the voice of this great Buddhist guest. For him, it was extremely rare to see a "Nirvana"... This voice has never been forgotten even after many years.

Even if he had never seen it, it was not difficult to infer that... He was in Lingshan and was able to enter the Tiandu Palace alone and meet the prince.

Only this great guest official.

Buru took a deep breath and said, "Law Enforcement Department, follow me."

The Buddhist Master Gu Xing and Zen Son Shen Xiu... The death of the Tao disappeared, this news was too shocking.

Before the Lingshan scroll came out, it was reported to the East Great Wall. Song Que, the great guest, personally went to Xiao Leiyin Temple, which further confirmed the turmoil of the ancient Black Flame Gate. However, he couldn't understand why Liulishan was so brave and dared to make a Buddhist idea. Xiao Leiyin Temple suffered heavy losses and was indeed not suitable to enter rashly.

Buru's eyes.

With hatred eyes.

This look... I have seen it with Gongsun. The biggest loss that Ning Yi has suffered in his life comes from his meaningless kindness.

He will not make similar mistakes again.

Ning Yi said calmly: "A person who violates the iron laws of the Great Sui Dynasty should die. This crime of shelter must be counted on Liuli Mountain in the East. This great lord, should you surrender yourself, or should I take action?"

He took out a token and added, "If you capture the death row prisoner Buru, hold this fire order and report to General Yan Shichen of the East Great Wall, you will have a heavy reward."

Yan Shichen gave him the token.

The officials of the Sansi immediately became hot.

Buru held down his long knife and stared at his colleagues who were approaching.

He shouted violently, took the lead in slashing out.

An envoy from the Intelligence Department stepped forward and faced him with a sword. He was shocked by the powerful force and retreated. The sparse encirclement broke a hole because of the powerful momentum. Buru pointed his toes hard and flew out in the direction of the breakthrough.

Ning Yi frowned and gently tapped his fingers. A sword light flew out from his sleeves and returned instantly. Then a narrow blood mist exploded in the distance. The man who was running out and in a hurry slammed heavily on the ground and slid out a blood-colored gully.

Ning Yi's tone was full of apology, and he said embarrassedly to the ascetics in Lingshan: "I'm sorry, the pure Buddhist land has made you see blood."

The Lei team leader was thinking about the sword intent, and he waved his hand and said, "A small matter. If Mr. Ning needs it, I can even save that... Master Buru for him?"

Ning Yi waved his hand and said, "He is not worth it."

The officials of the Sansi were still stunned.

Ning Yi took back the Liuhuo Order and said disappointedly: "Tell Yan Shichen, I have given you a chance, but it's a pity that you are useless. I don't even know the news of my trip to the Great Wall of the East. What's the use of Sansi asking for a waste like you?"

The faces of these people turned red.

He was so ashamed, ashamed and embarrassed.

After humiliating the officials of the three departments, Ning Yi took back the curtains and sat in a serene manner. He smiled through the carriage: "It's time for Mr. Song Que, let the guest laugh."

Song Que looked at his nose and nose, and looked at his heart, and his Buddhist beads were rotating in his palm.

Jinglian and Zhusha sat opposite him and saw a rare smile from the middle-aged man.

"You kid, that's fun."
Chapter completed!