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Chapter 110 Uniquely blessed!(2/2)

A trace of anger flashed across the youth's face:

"Those hawks and dogs in Dafeng don't care about killing people and setting fires, and want to take over the world's weapons. It's simply ignorant!"

"Brother Wang holds the voice!"

The middle-aged man's face changed and his voice was low:

"Although Nanliang County is small, it is possible that there are spies from the Jinyiwei, so be careful."

"I can't say what they do?"

The young man's face was a little red, and his voice was raised:

"You are afraid of those hawks, I'm not afraid!"

When the guests in the lobby heard this, their faces changed one by one, and many people quietly paid and left.

"Brother Wang!"

The middle-aged man secretly regretted it, but he didn't expect that this kid was still a naughty man.

If Dafeng wants to win the world, there will naturally be someone to take over. What else can it have to do with these little people?

"Brother Wei, don't blame me, I'm angry for a moment."

The young man also realized that he had said something wrong and got up and poured a glass of wine.

After glanced at him, he saw An Qisheng. He was stunned at first, and then asked a tentative question:

"Master of Taoism?"

As the guests slipped away quietly, the An Qisheng left behind naturally became eye-catching.

"Who are you......"

An Qisheng's eyes flashed with a strange color.

He only got part of the memory of Daoren Wang Quan. Although he had some impression of this young man, he couldn't remember it.

Because of the scarcity of Taoism, he didn't want to waste it in vain.

"You, aren't you Taoist Master Wang Quan?"

The young man stood up and walked to An Qisheng with some disobedience:

"I am Wang Bai. I met you four years ago and had a great conversation."

"So it's Xiaoyou Wang..."

An Qisheng felt a sudden appearance.

"Master, how could you, you, be so old?"

Seeing An Qisheng's old look on his face, Wang Bai looked worried. This was obviously a serious injury to his vitality.

"Don't talk about this"

An Qisheng shook his head slightly and glanced at the middle-aged man who was stunned.

"In Xiawei Yu, see Taoist priest."

Wei Yu took a step forward and bowed.

He had never seen Dao Ren Wang Quan, but he had also heard of his name.

"Sit down and talk."

An Qisheng waved his hand and let the two of them go down.

Only then asked:

"You said that other masters in Nanliang County have encountered unexpected problems?"

An Qisheng couldn't help but be unaware of it.

If another master in Nanliang County was killed in the past few days, it means that Kong Sanji may not have left yet.

"Not only Nanliang County, but also nearby Huayin County and Donglin County, there are also masters who die one after another, and they all die out. If it is just one, it may be a traitor, but one after another..."

Wang Bai looked solemn:

"I don't know which master of the Demon Cult can commit such a murderous crime."

"In any case, this incident has alarmed the Jinyiwei and the Six Gates. I am afraid that the masters of the court have arrived at Ronghua Mansion."

Wei Yu whispered:

"Master, who is the one who attacked you..."

"have no idea......."

An Qisheng shook his head.

In fact, the old Taoist did not know who attacked him until his internal strength was sucked dry. The reason why he knew it was because of the Taoist 1.

"Did you not see that man take action, or can't you say it?"

Wang Bai lowered his voice.

An Qisheng suddenly felt a move in his heart, and then he said without changing his expression:

“Not seen…”

"You really don't know?"

At this time, a low voice came from outside the inn.

Before he could finish his words, a figure was already standing at the entrance of the inn.

An Qisheng looked up.

The man who came was as dark as iron, had a rough face, and his broad clothes were as burly as a tyrannosaurus.
Chapter completed!
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