White-Robed Chief

PS: I found that everyone's appetite has been raised, and I plan to resume Liu Geng.

In the early morning, Chu Li was practicing in the small courtyard of the Secret Mansion, and Xu Huande strode in.

Chu Li glanced at it and continued his movement.

Xu Huande sat at the stone table: "Chu Li, you can go out!"

Chu Li smiled: "No hurry, I am entering a good state, and I will be in retreat for a while. It is much better here than in Wangfu. It is really quiet!"

Xu Huande said coldly, "Did you do those two secret guards?"

"What secret guard?" Chu Li paused for a moment, then stopped and immediately realized: "Oh, the two who passed the news to the opponent of the government? What happened to them?"

Xu Huande snorted heavily, "Wu Gong was abolished!"

"Only the martial arts was abolished?" Chu Li continued to move, sighing his head and sighing, "The eldest son is just so kind. He changed it to me and killed him directly. Find a place to bury it. No one will be born or dead. What can I say! "

Xu Huande's eyes were as sharp as staring at him, trying to see whether what he said was true or not.

Chu Lidao said, "Xu Tongli suspects me? How can I know who they are and stay here all day long, how can they kill?"

"Huh!" Xu Huande gritted his teeth. "It's better not you, otherwise ..."

Chu Li slowly swiped his palms and said slowly: "Since I was let out of the customs, it must be quiet outside, what is the situation?"

Xu Huande said coldly: "The publicity of the state government is not a good thing!"

Chu Lidao said: "The publicity of the state government will provoke the emperor! But if the publicity is not publicity, the emperor will be jealous .... The two secret guards don't matter?"

"Can't die!" Xu Huande hummed.

He was also very annoyed by these two guys. He was good at advocating ideas, mixed with private grievances, too much selfishness, and even caused such a big storm. Even if he did not waste martial arts, he would not get back to Secret Guard House.

Chu Li slowly closed, booing a sigh of relief.

The white gas that was exhaled shot like an arrow and dissipated outside.

Xu Huande frowned.

This guy's internal strength is extremely pure, and he has a faint victory over himself. It is only fifteen days, and the speed of entering the country is far above himself. In this way, he will soon not be his opponent!

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A young man with a crown-like jade appeared in front of An's Mansion, standing in the wind like a jade tree, standing naturally in the wind, naturally attracting the surrounding eyes to his body.

When he came to the An Wang Mansion, the two guards watched him vigilantly, feeling the danger he was emitting.

"Excuse me, who is your son looking for?" A guard asked fistfully.

"Under Meng Jian, the brother of Meng Zhi." The young man with a fist in his arms, smiling, said, "I don't know if my brother Meng Zhi can stay in the house?"

"Vice Commander Meng?" The two guards looked at each other for a moment.

"What happened to my brother?" Meng Jian said slowly.

His face sank, his voice was slow and powerful, and every word seemed to strike the bottom of the two guards.

They trembled and waved their hands.

The guard in front of him busily said: "Vice Meng led the house and hasn't returned yet."

"How long?" Meng Jian cried.

"More than a month."

"... I want to see Wang Ye." Meng Jian said.

"Mr. Meng, we can't be the masters, we just have to talk about it first."

"Well, go."

A guard rushed into the palace.

Director Chu soon strode out of the meteor, and as soon as he left the house, he clenched his fists, filled with smiles: "Meng son, please come quickly! Please come quickly!"

Meng Jian gave a fist and smiled slightly.

President Chu's pipeline: "Let me be my grandmother, and I will be the director of a foreign government. Meng son please come in!"

"General Manager Chu." Meng Jian nodded mildly, as General Manager Chu entered the palace.

Walking along the road, Meng Jian asked: "My brother is said to have left the house for more than a month. I don't know what happened?"

"This ..." Director Zhu reluctantly said: "I really don't know. Meng Tong is directly responsible to Wang Ye. I have no right to ask questions. Wang Ye is retreating. I do n’t know if the leader knows this. I will immediately ask Zheng Command! "

He took Meng Jian into the hall and told people to greet Zheng Lide, and then he brought good tea diligently.

Zheng Lide quickly entered the hall.

"Leader Zheng, this is the brother of Leader Meng, the son of Meng Jian." After the introduction, Mr. Chu took the opportunity to resign and leave.

Zheng Lide said: "I have heard from the leader of Meng that the son of Meng Jian is a master of Ziyun Mountain, right?"

He lamented that Meng Zhi had a good brother, a talented man, who was not in the pool.

"No, it's exactly." Meng Jian said with a fist.

He was calm and quiet, his voice was soothing, and he was not slow.

"Well ..., you must mourn for the command of Meng." Zheng Lide shook his head and sighed: "There is no news of the command of Meng, so it is probably an accident."

Meng Jian frowned: "My brother is dead?"

"If you don't see a person, you will not see a dead body." Zheng Lide said: "It's really difficult to tell this situation ..."

He said, shaking his head and sighing.

"What is he going to do, brother?" Meng Jian said, "I want to ask Wang Ye in person."

"Master Wang is closing the retreat." Zheng Lide said: "Meng son, you can wait for a while, wait for Wang Ye to clear."

"It seems Lord Wang doesn't care about my brother's life or death." Meng Jian said indifferently, "I haven't sent anyone to check it?"

"The prince naturally cared about Commander Meng, and ordered me to check it." Zheng Lide shook his head and said, "There is no clue, as if it disappeared out of thin air!"

Meng Jian said: "Can my brother have an enemy?"

Zheng Lide froze, but stopped talking.

Meng Jian said peacefully: "Leader Zheng and my brother are having a fight with each other. Is it true that the murderer is at ease?"

"I haven't been able to see Meng's corpse yet. I can't conclude that he must be dead. Maybe he's got an adventure, and he's retreating." Zheng Lide said busyly.

Meng Jian shook his head: "My brother is indeed dead."

He felt keen. After entering the palace, he was finally able to conclude that his brother was indeed dead, and his breath did not exist in this world.

"Well ..., unfortunately!" Zheng Lide shook his head: "I got along very well with Lao Meng. Why would he ..., that's the fate of our martial arts!"

Meng Jian said: "I want to see Wang Ye."

"This ..." Zheng Lide embarrassed, "The prince retreats without seeing foreigners."

"I think Wang met me." Meng Jian said.

"Okay, first ask His Holiness Xuning." Zheng Lide said: "Meng Gongzi come with me."

The two came outside the practice hall ~ www.readwn.com ~ Xu Ning was wearing a yellow monk robe, and was sitting down on the futon outside the practice hall.

When the two appeared, he slowly opened his eyes, and Cheng Jing's eyes fell on Meng Jian's face, and a ritual: "Meng donor."

"King Kong Temple?" Meng Jian said.

Xu Ning said: "The young monk Xun Ning, Meng Shi mainly meets Wang Ye, please wait for an hour."

"... Okay." Meng Jian nodded slowly: "I didn't expect the monk at the King Kong Temple to appear in the palace!"

Xu Ning smiled slightly, and together he closed her eyes again.

Meng Jian hummed and stopped talking.

Zheng Lide hurriedly left.

The sun slowly rises, shining warm on the body, making people sleepily. (To be continued.) Vote for the previous chapter ← Chapter list → Bookmark the next chapter