Emperor Jiuyin

"Don't you think this is suspicious?"

Han Ming and Wu Zhi talked while heading to the city lord's mansion.

Han Ming said: "I have always thought that young man is very suspicious. I don't think he looks like the master of the Huang Pavilion. But the ghost face on his face is a genuine token of the Pavilion Master, and his unfathomable strength is even more impossible. It’s just an act.”

Wu Zhidao: "But think about it, if he is the real master of the Huang Pavilion, why does he come to see our two commanders? In the past decades, the master of the pavilion has almost never appeared in front of any commander, and why doesn't he directly Go to Mr. Ji?"

"Didn't he say that he hasn't returned home for many years, so he doesn't know much about the situation nearby?" Han Ming said.

Wu Zhi shook his head: "As a pavilion master, if he can't even grasp the whereabouts of his subordinates, how can he be a pavilion master? I think there are still a lot of things fishy about this matter."

"No matter what, it's useless for the two of us to speculate here. Let's report this matter to Mr. Ji quickly, and Mr. Ji will make his own decision."

"good."

With that said, the two entered the city lord's mansion.

Ji Ping is not the city lord. He conceals his identity. He is just a guest of the city lord, but his status is noble.

Han Ming and Wu Zhi met Ji Ping in the back garden of the city lord's mansion.

Ji Ping has an upright face and a sense of righteousness all over his body. He looks like a teacher. It is really hard for people to believe that he is a member of the Mowu Sect, and he is also in a high position, as a deputy pavilion master.

"Commander Han, Commander Wu, what do you two want from me?" Ji Ping asked.

Han Ming said: "The master of the pavilion asked us to ask Master Ji to go to Yun Tower."

Ji Ping's pupils shrank imperceptibly. He stared at Wu Zhi and said, "Is this serious?"

Wu Zhidao: "It's absolutely true! My subordinates were also with Commander Han at that time, and they did see a young man with a ghostly face, extremely powerful, who claimed to be the master of the pavilion, and asked us to invite you to come and talk to him."

Ji Ping's expression changed slightly, and he wandered back and forth on the path in the back garden, pondering for a long time without saying a word.

Han Ming and Wu Zhi were waiting on the sidelines.

Ji Ping murmured in his heart: "As early as two years ago, there was news that the Pavilion Master had passed away. Although this news has not been confirmed to be true, the Pavilion Master has always kept in touch with me. Even though he failed to reach the realm of Saint King, Your Majesty has never concealed your fall into the Dark Martial Realm. However, in the past two years, you have disappeared and not a word has been heard. It is very possible that your Majesty has really fallen. If not, it is impossible for you not to contact me. But...who is the Pavilion Master who appears now?"

"He has a ghost face!" Ji Ping was shocked in his heart, "Could he be the murderer who killed you?"

Ji Ping looked anxious and said quickly: "How many people did this person bring?"

"He's the only one." Han Ming said.

"One person?" Ji Ping touched his chin, "If you want to harm me, Huang Ge, you will never come alone. This is weird."

After Ji Ping thought for a long time, he raised his head and said, "Take me to see him."

"Yes, sir."

Han Ming led the way, Ji Ping was in the middle, and Wu Zhi followed behind.

The three of them quickly walked out of the City Lord's Mansion and walked to the Cloud Tower in about a quarter of an hour.

"You guys step back first, and I will go to see the Pavilion Master alone."

"Yes, sir."

After Ji Ping sent away Han Ming and Wu Zhi, he went straight to the ninth floor.

Before reaching the ninth floor, Ji Ping felt an unusual aura of a strong man.

"What a strong aura of the Desolate Martial Realm. The more this person hides his aura, the more surging he feels when he gets closer." Ji Ping was wary, "This person is definitely not the Pavilion Master. The Pavilion Master failed to attack the Saint King Realm. , it is impossible to return to the Desolate Martial Realm. Who is this person?"

Ji Ping's pace became faster and faster, and he quickly climbed to the ninth floor.

The door creaked open, and Ji Ping saw a slender man with a ghostly face, looking at him motionless.

If it were a ghost face, Ji Ping would probably kneel down and salute immediately.

But Jiping didn't. He stood straight on the spot and said expressionlessly: "Who are you?"

"Are you Deputy Pavilion Master Ji?" Li Hanxue asked.

"Yes, I am Ji Ping." Ji Ping said coldly, "I know that you are not the master of the pavilion. Tell me, who are you? What do you want to do in Fluorite City?"

"It seems there is no need to hide your identity anymore."

Li Hanxue took off the ghost mask and revealed his face.

"My name is Li Hanxue, and I am the next Pavilion Master identified by Senior Ghost Face."

After hearing this, Ji Ping's face turned pale, his body trembled involuntarily, and he cautiously said in a trembling voice: "Pavilion Master... Pavilion Master, has he fallen?"

Li Hanxue spoke in a low tone: "Senior Ghost Face has fallen."

Ji Ping suddenly took two steps back, as if it was difficult to accept this fact, and kept shaking his head, "How could it be? How could it be..."

The ghost-faced old man was kind to Ji Ping. When Jiping was framed and suffered a great injustice, his wife and children were separated, and he was sent to a cold and desolate land to live a dark slave life. It was the ghost-faced old man who saved him and taught him martial arts. Promote him to deputy cabinet chief.

It can be said that the ghost-faced old man is Jiping's reborn parent.

How can children not be sad when their parents die?

Unknowingly, two lines of hot tears fell from Ji Ping's eyes.

"Please forgive me." Li Hanxue said.

"How did he die, Pavilion Master?" Ji Ping gritted his teeth, a powerful murderous aura hidden in his eyes.

Li Hanxue looked apologetic: "Senior Ghost Face died because of me. In order to buy me time to escape, Senior Ghost Face blocked Xu Baichang alone and was killed by Xu Baichang."

"Who is this Xu Baichang?" Ji Ping yelled, "I will tear apart his bones and eat his flesh."

Li Hanxue said: "Xu Baichang is an elder of Tianwuzong."

"It's the damn Tianwu Sect again!" Ji Ping's eyes were filled with blazing anger.

"Deputy Pavilion Master Ji, there is no need to be angry, this person has been killed by me." Li Hanxue said, "This can be regarded as a consolation to Senior Ghost Face's spirit in heaven."

Ji Ping was silent for a long time after hearing this.

Afterwards, Ji Ping and Li Hanxue interrogated the details one by one to determine Li Hanxue's identity. After nearly an hour of communication, Li Hanxue was about to meet the ghost-faced old man, and some things about the ghost-faced old man were explained in detail without any mistakes.

Ji Ping also gradually recognized Li Hanxue's identity.

"Your talent is astonishing. You became a first-level wild warrior before you were twenty. Your future is limitless. You are also a wanted criminal of Tianwu Sect. You are incompatible with Tianwu Sect. The master of the pavilion will choose you as the next master of the pavilion. It’s also reasonable.”

Ji Ping rolled up his sleeves, then plopped down and knelt down on one knee: "I pay my respects to the Pavilion Master!"

"Please get up!" Li Hanxue helped Ji Ping up.

"Lord Pavilion Master, after you take over the position of Pavilion Master, please be sure to hold a funeral for the previous Pavilion Master, otherwise he will be too pitiful."

Ji Ping was born in poverty, and even though he had cultivated to the Wild Martial Realm, he still had some deep-rooted thoughts.

Of course Li Hanxue agreed with Ji Ping's idea, "Don't worry, I will definitely handle this matter. But Master Ji Pavilion, I hope that the funeral can be held after the Huang Pavilion is completely merged into one force. What do you think?"

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