Zheng Qiuhe's voice was like the power of heaven, with irresistible momentum, resounding at the gate of the city.
He actually didn't really want to come out, because before Jiang Ning came, Zheng Qiuhe had already reported Jiang Ning's matter to Shangqing Taoist Temple.
But later, there was no response from Shangqing Taoist Temple.
Zheng Qiuhe felt that something was abnormal, so he asked a friend in the Taoist Temple to help inquire. It didn't take long for his friend to reply to the message.
There are only four words.
"Nothing happened."
Four words without any news, but in fact, these four words themselves explain the problem.
What kind of existence is Shangqing Taoist Temple?
How could the reports submitted by the major city lords be ignored?
The only explanation is that there is something fishy about Jiang Ning!
Therefore, Zheng Qiuhe didn't really want to get involved.
But no matter what, Qin Anming was the deputy city lord of Sanjiang City and a strong man in the Yangshen realm. He was beaten by a small Xiu in the Nascent Soul realm in full view of the public, not to mention that he might also be at risk of being killed.
As the official city lord, Zheng Qiuhe would definitely be unjustifiable if he didn't come forward. Moreover, if things happened later, he would lose face and he might even be held accountable by the Shangqing Taoist Temple.
Therefore, he can only bite the bullet and come out!
The only thing I hope now is that the boy in front of me can have some foresight, stop it when he sees fit, and stop making things worse.
Speaking of which, it was the first time for Jiang Ning to meet this famous figure in Sanjiang City.
He looked at Zheng Qiuhe with no fear in his eyes.
"I wonder what kind of advice City Lord Zheng has when he appears now?" Jiang Ning asked in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.
He is not afraid of the other party taking action.
Firstly, he had a trump card, and secondly, the two city lords had a terrible fight with a junior at the city gate. Jiang Ning believed that Zheng Qiuhe could not afford to lose this person.
Zheng Qiuhe frowned slightly.
The young man in front of me seems to be more difficult to deal with than expected.
It seems that I need to give him a show of strength, otherwise he will not know how high the sky is.
"Jiang Ning, pay attention to your attitude and identity. I am now talking to you as the Lord of Sanjiang City." Zheng Qiuhe emphasized.
In fact, he was threatening Jiang Ning!
Jiang Ning paused, said, "Okay, then please step aside, Lord City Lord, and I'll kill someone, and then I'll talk to you."
"..."
Zheng Qiuhe's breath froze and his eyelids twitched.
The people watching nearby were amazed when they saw this.
"Young people are terrible. I just offended a deputy city lord, and now I'm facing the main city lord!"
"I don't know whether to live or die, does he think City Lord Zheng is also a soft persimmon?"
"Young people are so happy about their achievements and have no awe in their hearts. Sooner or later something big will happen."
Unknowingly, Qin Anming has become a soft persimmon in the hearts of everyone who can be manipulated by juniors.
Zheng Qiuhe looked a little confused.
Even if Jiang Ning has some background, Zheng Qiuhe has been the city lord for more than 20 years, and it is not for nothing. Who doesn't have someone in Shangqing Taoist Temple?
"Jiang Ning, I know you have someone to rely on, but you have to know that this world is not black and white. No matter who you are, you need to learn to compromise."
Zheng Qiuhe's tone was somewhat stern.
While not losing his prestige, he also gave Jiang Ning steps to get down.
Jiang Ning was confused when he heard this.
Could it be that the other party saw that he still had a hidden card?
He thought that what Zheng Qiuhe said about relying on was referring to his hidden strength.
However, he is not afraid of being seen out. On the contrary, he will make the other party even more jealous. However, Zheng Qiuhe's words have obviously reached his limit.
If I don't go down the slope, I'm afraid that everyone will be unhappy later, and it's unrealistic to kill Qin Anming in front of Zheng Qiuhe.
Jiang Ning's murderous intention gradually calmed down and he said: "Since City Lord Zheng has spoken, Jiang Ning will just do it."
Qin Anming, who was behind him, saw the situation and was unwilling to accept it. He suddenly said: "City Lord Zheng, we can't let him go. If we don't get rid of him, he will be a disaster in the future!"
He was still angry about Jiang Ning's previous actions.
Zheng Qiuhe's face darkened, and he scolded in a low voice without looking back: "Old Qin, do you still think you are not embarrassed enough today?"
Qin Anming's voice was abrupt and his face was purple and extremely ugly.
He stared at Jiang Ning with malicious eyes, wishing he could eat his flesh raw and drink his blood.
Jiang Ning was not afraid of being stared at by him.
Anyway, looks can't kill people. Qin Anming likes to stare, so let him stare as much as he wants.
"Now that the matter is over, Jiang Ning will not disturb City Lord Zheng and bid farewell." Jiang Ning dragged his exhausted body around Zheng Qiuhe and walked towards the city.
Zheng Qiuhe did not stop him or say anything.
But at this moment, Qin Anming, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly violently committed murder.
The power of the forbidden magic in his body has been relieved by the continuous suppression of spiritual energy, and he can now mobilize part of his power to deliver a fatal blow to Jiang Ning.
"You little bastard, go to hell!"
Qin Anming left an afterimage in his position, put his right hand's fingers together with his sword, and struck Jiang Ning's back with hatred!
The sword finger was filled with sharp spiritual energy, and the finger made of flesh and blood turned into a shocking sword, with a sharp whistle that pierced the air and a dazzling white light, fleeting in the dark night.
Qin Anming was originally in the early stage of Yang Shen, and his strength was not much worse than Zheng Qiuhe's. In addition, Zheng Qiuhe was caught off guard due to the violent murder.
By the time he reacted, Qin Anming's hand had already pierced Jiang Ning's chest, but Jiang Ning's right hand also made a strange fingerprint and pressed it on Qin Anming's forehead.
The scene suddenly became extremely quiet.
No one present expected that Qin Anming would take action against Jiang Ning. Looking at the situation at the scene, both of them were motionless at the moment. It was unclear who died or whether they both died together.
Of course, the possibility of the latter is too small.
Zheng Qiuhe's eyelids twitched. He was probably the only one present who could get closer and take a closer look.
He suppressed his fright and anger and approached.
When he got closer, Zheng Qiuhe had already thought about how to distance himself from Qin Anming and how to explain what happened to the Qing Taoist Academy.
In short, everything has nothing to do with yourself!
As his footsteps came closer, his breathing became clearer and clearer.
It’s a person’s breath!
Zheng Qiuhe's chest began to rise and fall violently.
It seems that this young man named Jiang Ning is indeed dead. That's right. If Qin Anming's jade-finger sword pierced his heart, even cultivators of the same realm would probably feel resentful on the spot.
Not to mention a Yuanying Xiaoxiu.
"Old Qin, what do you want me to say about you..." Zheng Qiuhe said in a complicated tone.
However, he didn't finish his words.
Because, in the middle of speaking, he saw Jiang Ning's eyes moving, and when they turned, they were staring at him!
In an instant, Zheng Qiuhe felt like he was scared out of his wits!
"You...you!" He couldn't believe that the person who survived would be Jiang Ning.
How could it be Jiang Ning!
In his astonishment, Jiang Ning coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, his face became even paler than before, and the hand that was pressing on Qin Anming's forehead dropped loosely.
He showed a smile, stared at Zheng Qiuhe, and asked feebly: "City Lord Zheng, it's not that Jiang Ning doesn't want to give you face this time..."
Zheng Qiuhe's heart skipped a beat.
Even though he had guessed the ending, when he actually heard Jiang Ning's words, he still felt dizzy.
A mighty Yang Shen Realm expert was really killed by a small cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm?