Martial Arts: Invite the Moon to send me undercover Jin Yiwei

The sun was shining, and on the two doors at the entrance, one hundred and eight gilt copper nails shone with golden light, which made people's eyes hurt.

On the door plaque above the head, the four characters "Ning Wang's Mansion" are even more golden, like four golden suns.

A carriage stopped in front of the mansion, and a tightly wrapped woman stepped down from the carriage.

This woman is Wuyan who was released from Jinyiwei earlier.

Seeing this familiar mansion, Wuyan's eyes were filled with a trace of relief.

Go forward and knock on the door.

"Who is it!"

The porter muttered impatiently.

But when he opened the door and saw the face of the woman in front of him, his expression changed immediately, and he saluted respectfully.

"It turns out that Miss Wuyan is back, the villain has no eyes!"

"Is the prince in the mansion?"

Wuyan walked into the door and asked.

"Here, the prince is discussing things with the master in the living room now, and the villain will report it!"

"Go!"

Wuyan nodded, and the concierge trotted away immediately.

She walked in the mansion familiarly, and soon came to the outside of the living room.

At this moment, the concierge had just finished reporting, and when he came out to see Wuyan, he hurriedly said with a smile on his face:

"My lord, invite the girl in!"

"Ok!"

Wuyan responded and walked in.

Walking into the living room, sitting in the middle is a middle-aged domineering man wearing a black-bottomed dragon robe and a black crown.

This person is none other than King Ning!

And on his left, there was a short, fat man with a mustache and a folding fan in his hand, and an elegant man in a plum-blossom white dot gown with a goatee and a long sword in his hand.

As for the right side, there was a man wearing a black robe and holding a huge scimitar, and a tall and thin man with throwing knives hanging around his waist, and a man with loose long hair.

Seeing King Ning, Wu Yan gave a blessing:

"Slave Wuyan, I have seen the prince!"

"Wuyan, are you back?"

King Ning saw Wuyan and asked.

Wuyan followed the trend and raised her head with a bit of shame on her face.

"Report to the prince, the servant is incompetent."

When Wuyan said this, she fell to the ground directly.

"Get up, it's just a trivial matter!"

King Ning knew that Wuyan was talking about the Bliss Building, and the matter had already reached his ears, but he didn't seem to care.

And the short and fat man beside him also said at this time:

"Miss Wuyan, you don't need to blame yourself. The fault of this matter lies with the three of Luo Ma. It has nothing to do with you."

This short and fat man's name is right through his intestines!

He is the No. [-] scholar in the seven provinces, with amazing literary talents and extraordinary strategies.

And quick thinking, in King Ning's place, he is the number one staff member.

"Speaking of which, the slaves didn't check, and they didn't find the actions of Luo Ma and that boss Qian."

Wuyan continued to plead guilty.

"Damn Luo Ma, damn Boss Qian, damn Jin Yiwei... and Lin Wuyou and Nie Ziyi, all of them should be damned."

"Death-killing scholar, go and get the heads of the two of them to this king!"

King Ning also seemed to be angry, cursed a few words, and looked directly at the elegant man in the white shirt with plum blossoms and holding a long sword.

This man is a master of swordsmanship, known as the Scholar of Death, and his Scholar's Sword of Death is unique in this area of ​​the south of the Yangtze River.

"Yes, my lord!"

Hearing this, the life-killing scholar did not hesitate, and was about to leave.

After he was recruited by King Ning, he hadn't done much work yet, so he happened to take these two heads as a certificate of honor.

"Wait a minute!"

But at this moment, the master suddenly called to Chuanchang to stop the deadly scholar.

"what happened?"

King Ning looked over.

"My lord, in half a month, it will be Grand Master Hua's birthday, and the other party will definitely return to Jiangnan to celebrate his birthday. This grand master Hua has always criticized the prince in the court.

This time is just a chance to remind him, our attention should be on Taishi Hua first, this matter is more important than those two guards! "

Dissuaded from opening the intestines.

There have always been officials in the court who criticize King Ning, and Taishi Hua is the leader who has been fighting against the officials of King Ning.

This has already aroused the dissatisfaction of King Ning.

So even if the source of wealth, the Bliss Building, is lost, the focus should be on Hua Taishi now.

It's just a bliss building, it's not that important, what King Ning loves most is Yue Qing.

But after hearing these words, King Ning gradually calmed down and nodded.

"Master is right, but write down the names of these two people to me. Once this matter is over, I must bring their heads back to me. By the way, I will also notify the staff in Jinyiwei. Silence the boss Qian in the prison, and as for his family, since he has not recruited the king, then treat him well."

"Yes!"

Several people around agreed in unison. .

Chapter 122 [Trigger the title task: Divine Weapon Collector! 】

Time flew by, and soon, there were only three days left before the date of engagement in Shenjiazhuang, and Lin Wuyou and his party finally returned to Changzhou.

Walking into the city, Lin Wuyou and the others found that there were more people from the rivers and lakes in Changzhou City, coming and going, making people dazzled.

Among them, Lin Wuyou also saw people from the Huashan School, the leader was a young man with a handsome temperament, holding a Huashan standard long sword, and a wine gourd hanging from his waist.

Lin Wuyou recognized this person as Linghu Chong, the true disciple of Huashan School, and behind him was a thin man and a pretty woman.

At this time, they were walking around, and the pretty woman would drag Linghu Chong towards some small stalls from time to time.

Depending on the situation, it should be Yue Buqun's daughter, Yue Lingshan.

After a few glances, Lin Wuyou looked away, but soon he saw a group of monks in black clothes.

Judging by their attire, it goes without saying that they are monks from Shaolin.

But Lin Wu~you doesn't recognize the leader of Shaolin.

Even if he wanted to come to the Jiangnan Martial Arts League, he would not be able to invite masters from the Shaolin sect, probably some kind of elder from the outer sect.

The way forward for these people is to go to Shenjiazhuang.

At this time, Dong Tianbao didn't care when he saw those people in front of him.

But after seeing the people from Shaolin, his face showed a little more anger, his hands clenched tightly, and his veins were exposed.

"Special revenge mission: [Follower wish: Revenge Shaolin.]

【Through the host's plan or attack, the face of Shaolin is lost. According to the degree of face lost, random rewards such as "martial arts comprehension, internal strength, and realm breakthrough" will be given to followers."

A blue light curtain popped up in front of him, and a special mission appeared on the light curtain, which was about Dong Tianbao.

Lin Wuyou was a little surprised when he saw it. He glanced at Dong Tianbao and found that the anger on the other's face was very obvious.

"It's interesting that there is such a mission!"

Dong Tianbao is only in the early stage of congenital, and his martial arts can only be passable.

But as time goes by, his progress will definitely not be able to keep up with his own.

But with this 'revenge mission', it was quite different.

"It seems that the city of Changzhou is getting more and more lively, three, let's go eat something first!"

Seeing the group of Shaolin monks walking in the direction of Shenjiazhuang, Lin Wuyou was not in a hurry, instead he patted his stomach and turned around and said.

Xiao Shishilang and the other three nodded when they heard the words and did not refuse.

Seeing this, Lin Wuyou stopped talking nonsense, and quickly found an inn and walked in.

When the food was served, Lin Wuyou and the others chatted while eating.

It's just that Shen Bijun seemed a little absent-minded.

"Next, shall we continue to walk together? Or should we separate?"

After eating and drinking enough, Lin Wuyou put down his chopsticks, looked at Xiao Shishilang and Feng Siniang and asked.

They came together because of the Deer-cutting Knife, and now both knives are fake, I don't know if Bai Zhantang has succeeded?

Moreover, his mission is to guard Murong Zi's side, so it's not good to keep slipping away.

It is estimated that Xiao Shishilang and the others also have their own ideas.

"Let's go away!"

Xiao Shishilang made his choice, and he really didn't want to act with Lin Wuyou.

In his eyes, the Jin Yiwei in front of him was too scary, and he didn't feel safe.

Moreover, Lin Wuyou returned to Shenjiazhuang, so it might not be easy to do anything.

There is no point in cooperating with the two sides!

"can!"

Lin Wuyou looked at Feng Siniang again.

"How about you, Miss Feng?"

After Feng Siniang heard this, there was some hesitation in her eyes.

It's just that they don't agree with each other...

"Let's go separately, but I owe you a favor, and I will pay you back in the future."

Feng Siniang thought about it, and decided to separate first.

As for the favor, it was about saving her at the hands of Sikong Shu!

Nodding his head, Lin Wuyou didn't talk too much.

It was Xiao Shishilang who looked at Shen Bijun and was about to ask her about her plan.

But at the same time as Xiao Shishilang looked at it, Shen Bijun suddenly stood up, looked at Xiao Shishilang and said:

"Young Master Xiao, I will repay the favor of saving you in the future. I have been away from home for a long time, so I have to go back first."

After she finished speaking, she didn't stop, turned around and left without any hesitation.

Xiao Shishilang blinked, and wanted to persuade him to stay, but he didn't know what to say.

Seeing Feng Siniang, she put her hands on her chest and said sarcastically:

"Look at your eyeballs are about to fall out, if you like it, just chase after it, what's the use of just watching!"

Xiao Shishilang pretended not to hear this cynicism.

He sighed softly, and pointed to the fake deer knife on the table beside him:

"It's not a waste of money if I take it away."