Thunder Martial

An invisible wave of information spread out, and almost no one could perceive this wave.

The entire blue sandbar was shrouded in it.

Almost no one perceives it, but there are always some special beings who can perceive it.

An ancient organization that has been silent for countless years has just come to life.

Lan Rui walked out of her room and knocked on Zichen's door.

He handed over the information in his hand to Zichen, "Look, it seems to be quite different from what we imagined."

Zi Chen took the materials and read them carefully. When he saw the part about Luo Long, he couldn't help frowning.

"Where did these materials come from?"

Zi Chen, who was still looking at the information, asked.

Lan Rui said: "The people from the family just sent it over."

"Is it reliable?" Zi Chen asked casually again.

This made Lan Rui stunned, "Why do you ask that?"

Zi Chen put down the information in his hand and said: "The Lan family is indeed powerful, but the Luo family is the local snake here, as the saying goes, a strong dragon does not suppress a local snake."

Lan Rui understood Zi Chen's words, and said, "You mean, there is a connection between the Lan family and the Luo family?"

Zichen looked up at Lan Rui, "There must be a connection, but it's hard for me to guess what kind of relationship it is. Taking this material as an example, it seems that everything has been explained, but nothing has been explained." For example, some properties of the Luo family, how much is that worth? Another example is Luo Long, he is known as the number one soul reality in Luowei City, what is the method he is good at?"

Lan Rui's expression changed, but he didn't think so much, he just felt puzzled.

"For example, the last sentence is said to be favored by a certain force in the Holy Mountain, but since it is said, why is there no other negative news?"

"Of course, you can't say that there is something wrong with your people."

Zi Chen stood up and walked outside.

"Where are you going?" Lan Rui asked.

"While we agreed to the deal,

But if you really killed someone who shouldn't be killed by mistake, it would still be very hard on your conscience. If the other party really doesn't deserve to die, then this deal will be cancelled. "

Zi Chen opened the door and walked out of the inn.

Whether it is good or bad, you will know when you find out.

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In the city lord's mansion, the current city lord Luo Haishan personally received this big man with the surname Lan.

"I don't know why Brother Lan came here suddenly?"

Luo Haishan asked with a smile, he knew the manager's character very well, he didn't like others to call him by his name, and the one he most liked to hear on weekdays was Brother Lan, or Master Lan.

Glancing at the good refreshments in front of him, Lan Haoshou said, "It's only between you and me that people don't speak secretly. Has Master Luo Long offended anyone in my Lan family recently?"

Luo Haishan was taken aback when he heard the sound, and said: "Brother Lan, what are you talking about? Even if Luo Long is ignorant, he still knows who should be provoked and who should not be provoked, right? Why, what happened?"

Lan Haoshou shook his head and said, "That's not true. It's just that a descendant of the Lan family came to the city and asked about Master Luo Long. Since we didn't offend our Lan family, I can rest assured."

Luo Haishan was a little surprised, and after thinking about it for a while, he asked: "I don't know what kind of realm is that direct descendant of the Lan family?"

Lan Haoshou said: "It should be the Realm of Soul."

Luo Haishan smiled and said: "Could it be that he heard about my son and wants to learn from each other? After all, they are young people, and they always want to find an opponent among their peers."

Lan Haoshou's eyes also lit up, it's not impossible.

"I don't know how Brother Lan replied?" Luo Haishan asked.

"Of course it's a good thing."

Lan Haoshou said: "Your young master's disposition, you should be clear about it. For fear of offending the Lan family's direct lineage, I arranged some people outside. Even if they don't believe what I said, send someone out to inquire. The people who arrange it will also take care of it."

"Brother Lan has a good opinion. After the child comes back from going out, I hope Brother Lan will recommend you."

When Lan Haoshou left, Luo Haishan gave him a small gift as a thank you.

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After Zi Chen walked out of the inn, he looked around, and then walked towards the bustling street.

He didn't ask anyone along the way, just like a passer-by, he ate a few snacks on the East Street, and ate two skewers of Phoenix Wings on the West Street, of course it wasn't a real Phoenix.

He stopped and stopped along the way, went to several shops, looked at some holy symbols, and asked about the prices of several kinds of soul arts.

Other than that, nothing else.

It looks like a normal passer-by, but no one knows that Zichen's soul has already spread out, and that rare keen perception captures any changes around him.

During this period, if he wanted to hear the words chatting in the adjacent streets, he could clearly hear them.

Therefore, those voices that suddenly disappeared when talking about a certain person or something seemed extraordinarily sudden.

Although he didn't ask a question about Luo Long, after this trip, Zi Chen already knew what he wanted to know.

Taking a look at the darkening sky, the street lanterns have been hung up, the streets are brightly lit like daytime, and the woman in open clothes on the attic, Yingying Yanyan, keeps waving at passers-by, throwing seductive winks.

Under the warm hospitality of the girls, some wealthy customers walked into one room after another, and soon there were some sounds that made the heart beat faster in those rooms.

Zichen gave up the idea of ​​investigating in the past, and blocked the perception in that direction, and walked forward.

Suddenly, a scent of pasta came into his breath, which made Zichen, who was already full, a bit more hungry.

He walked forward and saw a small restaurant on the corner of the street. The restaurant mainly serves noodles, and the boss is best at sour soup noodles.

The oil lamp was flickering, and the noodle shop was a bit dim, Zi Chen walked in, the restaurant was not big, there were only six tables inside, and there was one guest, who was eating noodles.

The boss was an elderly man who handed the guest a small dish.

After seeing Zichen coming in, the boss said, "A bowl of sour noodle soup?"

Zi Chen nodded and said with a smile: "It smells like a scent."

The old man signaled Zi Chen to sit down first, and there were no other waiters in the store to greet him. The old man held three jobs, being a waiter, a cook and a shopkeeper.

The guest for dinner was a burly man. In front of him was a large bowl like a basin. If it could be called a bowl, he heard the sound and glanced at Zi Chen, "First time here?"

Zi Chen nodded and smiled, "I just arrived today."

The brawny man said: "It's a guess. People like us would order a big bowl with noodles and soup. Old Tang's craftsmanship is very high. Otherwise, how can we eat it?"

"I'll try it first, it's delicious and I'll come back tomorrow."

Soon a bowl of sour soup noodles was served. The bowl was half smaller than that of a strong man, but it was ample and had the unique aroma of sour soup.

As usual, the old man gave Zichen a side dish, which was hot and sour radish, with a sweet taste, crisp and refreshing.

"Old Tang, I heard that your family has opened a noodle restaurant here for generations. How many years has it been?"

Seeing Zi Chen started to eat, the strong man picked up the homemade food with the shopkeeper.

"I don't remember how many years, there are more than ten generations anyway."

The old shopkeeper seemed to be lost in reminiscence, "As far as I can remember, a bowl of noodles cost less than one blue crystal coin, but now it has risen to two."

"Don't talk about two yuan, even if it's twenty, we'll eat it. It's just that you have such a good craftsmanship, why don't you want to pass it on?" the strong man asked again.

The old shopkeeper suddenly smiled, and said: "I thought about it before, no matter how it is passed down from the ancestors, I can't throw it away. But now I don't want to."

Zi Chen was a little curious, raised his head and asked, "Why? Don't you think it's a pity?"

The old shopkeeper said: "It's not a pity, it's not a pity at all. Because there are always things in the world that are more important than the ancestor's precepts. For example, an important person."

Speaking of people, Zi Chen thought of something and said: "Old man, can I do something for you?"

"Please tell me, young man." The old man sat at the table next to Zi Chen.

At this time, the strong man also finished the big bowl of noodles, and even drank the soup, he turned his head and said: "Old Tang's family has been opening shops for generations, as long as it is about this city, Old Tang knows everything. "

Zi Chen put down his chopsticks and said: "I want to ask, does the old man know Luo Long?"

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ps: Both updates are released today.