The personal soldier of the beautiful president

Master!

Suddenly there is a master who is in the realm of the gods, Qin Feng feels a little unbelievable, as if he is dreaming.

The Realm of Impassion, this is definitely No. 1 in the world of spiritual practice!

Still undisputed No.1!
With such an awesome backer, wouldn't he be able to walk sideways in the future?

Qin Feng thought wildly for a while, shook his head with a smile, drove the distracting thoughts out of his mind, and went back to the bathroom to take a shower.

This incident is just a small episode.

When Qin Feng woke up the next day, he put the matter behind him.

So what if there is a No. 1 teacher in the world?Life still had to go on, the case of extermination of the family ten years ago still had to be investigated, and the task of entering Beijing this time had to continue to be completed.

He can't ask his master for help in everything, can he?
He has carried it all these years by himself, and he has already developed his own affairs, and he can solve them by himself.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, he will turn to others for help!
three days later.

Qin Feng and the others are going to leave the town.

The original plan was to stay for two days, but since the town is still a little unstable, there are always practitioners coming and going, and practitioners fighting each other.

So everyone stayed for another day for safety reasons.

Countless practitioners searched the town for three days and three nights, but found nothing, and continued to expand the search circle.

They are determined to find the guy who stole the treasure.

Such a terrifying spiritual pressure, blowout spiritual energy, it can be seen that the treasure is absolutely extraordinary... In this age when treasures are scarce, the appearance of a treasure is such a sensation.

Which cultivator does not dream of owning a magic weapon that can roam all over the world?

Ten thousand steps back, even if they sell a piece of news about the whereabouts of the magic weapon, the money will be enough for them to live in peace for half their lives.

bang bang...

Three off-road vehicles drove out of the farmhouse, onto the street, and headed out of town.

Along the way, I could still see practitioners in twos and threes wearing uniform black clothing, looking around, staring at everyone passing by, especially those casual practitioners, as if everyone was suspicious.

"Is this treasure so important? I've been searching for it for three days and three nights, but I haven't found anything. I'm still wasting time here..."

Lan Ying looked at the practitioners on the street and said.

"A treasure is very important to a practitioner, second only to life, even more important than life!"

Mo Xiaolin said with a serious face.

He also has a crazy obsession with treasures, just like men love guns and women love makeup.

This is true for any practitioner!
"I know, it's as important as makeup to girls, right? A lot of girls don't wear makeup or die!"

A girl interjected.

"...Well, almost." Mo Xiaolin didn't know how to answer, so he nodded.

"Stop, stop... pull over and be inspected."

When they left the town, they were stopped.

A temporary traffic barrier was actually placed on the main road, and there were special practitioners in black uniforms checking in and out of vehicles.

It seems that there should be a powerful practitioner who integrated the practitioners in this area to help him search for suspicious targets.

However, a purposeless search like theirs is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack, and it is destined to be fruitless.

"Stop the car, turn off the engine, show your ID..."

A practitioner in a black uniform with ear-length hair commanded Mo Xiaolin in a dignified manner.

"Fuck, why do you still think you're a traffic policeman?" Mo Xiaolin glared at the long-haired practitioner and scolded angrily.

For these ordinary practitioners, Mo Xiaolin was quite arrogant and domineering.

After all, his origin is there, not everyone is qualified to make him respectful.

"who are you?"

The long-haired practitioner raised his eyebrows, but he didn't get angry, but first confirmed Mo Xiaolin's identity.

Those who are so mixed up in the capital are all human beings.

Look at your identity first, if you can provoke you, you will slap you hard, if you can't provoke you, you will nod and bow your head and back away.

"Mo family, Mo Xiaolin."

Mo Xiaolin snorted and gave his name.

"Fuck, I thought you were so awesome, what happened to the Mo family? Do you know whose territory this town is now?"

When the long-haired practitioner heard the name of the Mo family, he immediately sneered. It was obvious that the Mo family was not qualified.

Mo Xiaolin blushed, stared fiercely at the practitioner, and asked in a deep voice, "Who?"

"Master Hong in the west of the capital."

The long-haired practitioner raised his chin and replied proudly.

Mo Xiaolin fell silent for a moment.

After the spiritual energy recovered, four masters appeared in the capital. These four masters who used to be the masters of the four major martial arts gyms were baptized by the spiritual energy recovery and soon became the top grand masters.

The names of these four masters are very famous in the capital.

Their own strength is also in the forefront, and the four have countless disciples and masters like clouds.

The Mo family can be considered a wealthy family in the capital, but they are still a head short in front of these four masters.

Who made the Mo family not have a top grandmaster?
"How is it? Boy, turn off the engine, stop the car, and show your ID..." the long-haired practitioner patted the roof of the car and asked again.

This time, the tone was a little arrogant.

Mo Xiaolin felt aggrieved and felt slapped in the face, especially in front of Lan Ying in the car, he felt very ashamed.

"Okay, hurry up and show people the documents, we have to go back to Beijing to attend a friend's wedding."

Qin Feng knew that the young man was thin-skinned, and he was afraid of causing trouble, so he patted Mo Xiaolin on the shoulder and reminded him.

At the same time, a wave of true energy silently penetrated into Mo Xiaolin's body, dispelling his anger invisibly.

Mo Xiaolin let out a foul breath, parked the car with a displeased face, took out his ID and handed it out.

"Hehe... Wouldn't it be over if I did this earlier? Isn't this a waste of everyone's time? All right, you guys also take a look at your ID cards."

The long-haired practitioner finished watching Mo Xiaolin, and asked to check the ID cards of Qin Feng and the others.

"Are you done yet?"

Mo Xiaolin's anger that had just been suppressed rose again.

The long-haired practitioner shrugged and said, "This is the rule from above. I just follow orders... Besides, this is not aimed at you. All people who leave the town must be inspected... Let me tell you, there are [-] people around the capital. Martial law has been fully enforced in the territory, and you have to check at least three times on your way back to Beijing..."

"Fuck, are there terrorists coming into the city or what? The whole city is under martial law?" Mo Xiaolin complained with an unhappy face.

"It is said that it is even scarier than terrorists... I advise everyone to accept the inspection honestly. Hello, hello, hello, everyone."

The long-haired practitioner had an expression of "I'm doing my best for you". He pointed to a middle-aged man with his eyes closed and resting his mind sitting not far away, and said in a low voice, "That's Zhang Wu under Master Hong, you should Have you heard of it?"

Mo Xiaolin's eyelids twitched a few times, and a look of fear flashed across his eyes.

He didn't pay attention just now, but was reminded by the long-haired practitioner, yo, what the hell is really Zhang Wu's executioner.

I heard that this Zhang Wu is also a prefecture-level master, one of Hong Ye's powerful generals, who once killed twelve master-level masters in the capital one by one, and became famous in one battle.

In the capital, very few people dare to provoke this killing god.

Mo Xiaolin didn't expect this guy to sit here. It seems that something terrible is going to happen in the capital...