Murong Fu: I have already become an immortal, so why should I return to my country?

Magistrate of Yuhang County.

The leader of a place and the representative of the government.

Although Liumen is a relatively independent department, Jin Jiuling is also unruly.

After Jin Jiuling came to Yuhang, he was treated with good food and good accommodation, which can be said to be the utmost courtesy of a landlord.

However.

Accompanied by a”crisp” clicking sound.

The dignified Yuhang County Magistrate broke his neck in front of Jin Jiuling.

This is no longer a provocation, but a slap in the face.

“you wanna die!”

Jin Jiuling roared and chased after him.

The other arresters came after hearing the news, but unfortunately they were always a step too late.

“You stay and watch Nangong Ling.”

Jin Jiuling knew clearly that this was to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

But he had to pursue it.

Because if he chased him, he would not be able to catch him, and he would not be responsible.

If he did not chase him, then he would be derelict in his duty and his crime would be very serious.

“”483”

As for Nangong Ling, he also has a way.

And this way is naturally not to catch the head of the six-door gang who are at most second-rate in the world.

Jin Jiuling, who thinks highly of himself, flies out.

He is the junior disciple of the divine monk Bald Melon Master. A lay disciple of the Southern Shaolin Temple.

Since he entered the Sixth Gate at the age of thirteen, he has worked hard for thirty years to become the best catcher in the Ming Dynasty. In his life, he has never been defeated by anyone except Lu Xiaofeng.

Even his senior brother, Master Kugua, has not been able to stand under him. It’s cheap.

Today’s slap in the face almost tore off his grandiose pride.

Such shame can only be washed away with blood.

“The Qinggong of Jin Shen is so fast!”

“As for the Ming Dynasty’s number one arrester, how could he be so slow?”

“Alas, the county magistrate died so miserably! Let’s collect his body and wait for the ruling of the Golden God.”

“Also, the enemy is suspected of trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain, so everyone should be alert!”

The most senior catcher here began to give reminders.

He quickly allocated manpower.

And he led the most elite team to guard Nangong Ling.

However, at some point, a monk in white stood in front of Nangong Ling’s cell.

This monk has a delicate appearance and an extraordinary temperament.

The white monk’s robe not only does not give him any sense of indifference, but also adds a sense of intimacy to him.

There is only one monk in the world who has such an image:

Miao Monk. Wu Hua.

The Seven Wonderful Monks who are proficient in poetry, poetry, calligraphy, tea ceremony, etc. are the most talented and talented Buddhist monks.

“none……”

Just as the old catcher was about to speak, he smelled a faint fragrance.

Then his consciousness began to blur.

Then he fell softly.

When he fell, he also saw his companions falling down one after another.

At this moment he finally understood.

Unfortunately it’s too late.

He wanted to leave evidence for Jin Jiuling, but he had to use up all his strength.

The result is all in vain

“Don’t waste your time”

“This is the poisonous fragrance of Butian Pavilion. The more it activates the internal energy, the faster the poison spreads.”

Wuhua said calmly, as if he was explaining a cold reality.

“elder brother”

“You’re late.

Nangong Ling said calmly:”I thought you would come to save me last night.””

“Without the assistance of the village master”

“I don’t want to face Jin Jiuling alone.”

After Wu Hua finished speaking, he flicked his fingers.

The wooden stake in the cell, which was thicker than his arm, was broken.

When he came to Nangong Ling, his internal energy was violently shaken.

The iron chain made of fine steel was broken at the sound.

With this level of internal strength, No wonder he is the number one among the no-character generation

“elder brother”

“My identity has been exposed, it seems I have to go to Japan or Dayuan.”

Nangong Ling said in despair.

From being a high-ranking deputy leader of the Beggar Clan, he was reduced to being beaten by everyone in the world.

Such a gap is really heartbreaking.

However, driven by his father’s hatred, his mother’s hatred, and the hatred of losing his reputation, Nangong Ling was not discouraged, and even had the ambition to make a comeback in his heart.

“Don’t panic.”

Wuhua said:”The Yingui Sect is very hungry for talents now. With your identity and martial arts skills, you will definitely be reused.”

Then Wuhua made another request:”You can also try to contact Skynet or Qingyi Tower, or even the Magician’s Palace, without giving up the foundation we have worked for for more than ten years.”

In the original work.

Because of Nangong Ling’s exposure, the selfish Wuhua directly poisoned his own brother Nangong Ling just to cover his true identity.

But this is the world of mixed martial arts 0…

The master is like a forest and the master is like rain.

Only a great martial arts master is qualified to suppress a party.

Therefore, Wuhua knew very well that he was weak and weak, so he tried his best to protect his biological brother who would never betray him.

At this time.

With Wu Hua’s help, Nangong Ling, whose acupuncture point was released, let out a breath of turbid air.

There is a mixture of black and blood in the turbid air

“good”

“I follow my brother’s orders.

After Nangong Ling finished speaking, he looked at the arresters and prisoners on the ground and asked,”Brother, how should we deal with these people?””

These people are not only local catchers, but also elites from the Six Gates.

As for the prisoners, the two brothers don’t regard them as human beings at all.

“This poisonous fragrance is called Butiange’s improved zinnia.”

“If an antidote is not found, people will sleep to death”

“And if you don’t take the antidote within three hours, it will be useless to find the antidote at that time.”

Wu Hua calmly stated a fact.

It is impossible for him to hand over the antidote.

It is even less possible for Li Shuzhuang of Butian Pavilion.

So when they leave here, the more than 50 people in front of them are destined to die.

“This Butian Pavilion is truly terrifying.”

Nangong Ling stood up with a sigh and began to move his body.

Wuhua did not respond, because his expression froze.

Nangong Ling also reacted and looked at the door of the prison with cold eyes. 3.9

There was obviously no one there.

But The two brothers just felt that someone was standing there, which was so weird that even the top experts in the world found it ridiculous.

“elder brother?”

“Walk!”

Nangong Ling seemed to have thought of someone.

Wu Hua was even more straightforward. He directly blasted open the wall of the prison with his palm and flew away from the other direction.

Nangong Ling did not dare to fall and followed closely.

But they had just escaped from the prison. , the two brothers stopped automatically because a familiar figure appeared on the deserted street:

Lu Miaozi. Wuhua knew that he had fallen into a trap. This is basically a plan to lure the snake out of its hole.