The only way to save the country is to save the country.

What a bullshit professional ethics.

When life is threatened, any so-called professional ethics is just a blind trick!

“The mess in Liangzhou Jianghu is also a trap set by Yang Xiao for me.”

“But why did you send me again?”

Ning Fan was a little confused.

Looking at the Great Zhou, the only one who has hatred and resentment against him is the Zhenbei Palace.

From Liu Zhong’s death to inciting the Liangzhou Jianghu, Yang Xiao must have been behind it. I’m afraid no one else can make such a big fuss except him.

But, there is a but here.

Yang Xiao used all means to incite the Liangzhou Jianghu to target him, so why did he suddenly send a dragon lady?

If you want to send a dragon lady, why do you need to find these people from the martial arts world?

“Yang Xiao is worried!”

The dragon lady hurriedly explained.

“After all, this is not the Northern Territory. Although Fengyunmen has an agreement with Yang Xiao, Yang Xiao is in charge of the Northern Territory and is out of reach. He is afraid of accidents.”

“Besides, Yang Xiao knows that the Demon Heart Sect will help you, so he considered it again and again and decided to ask me to help.”

“Listen carefully, it’s a request, not an order!”

“My fee is very high. I have told you before that I have no parents and no relatives since I was a child. I need to make money to support myself.”

“Originally, according to the intelligence in the Northern Territory, you were only a fourth-level saint at most, but now you have broken through to the fifth level.”

“If I had known this earlier, I would never accept this order, and… you are still a monster.”

The dragon lady muttered.

Ning Fan frowned. From this point of view, Yang Xiao has put a lot of effort into him.

It’s not enough to have the Liangzhou Jianghu, and they sent a Seventh-Grade Saint to kill me.

Tsk tsk!

The thief is still determined to kill me.

“Do you want to live or die?”

Ning Fan stopped talking nonsense and said it directly.

……

……

Long Po forced a smile with some embarrassment: “Well… Let’s discuss something. Is there a third option?”

“No.”

“Then I want to live.”

Ning Fan had to admit that this old woman was really a straightforward person.

“Thirteenth Ancestor, give him a bone-eating worm.” Ning Fan said.

Long Po swallowed in horror: “The bone-eating worm of the Demon Heart Sect, Ning Fan, we are all family members in the future, so there is no need to be so troublesome, right?”

The Thirteenth Ancestor showed the bone-eating worm in front of Long Po, sneered and raised his hand.

Long Po looked at Ning Fan, then at the Thirteenth Ancestor, smiled awkwardly, picked up the bone-eating worm, closed her eyes and swallowed it in one gulp.

From the moment she swallowed it, the sharpness in her eyes disappeared instantly.

“Can I ask a question?”

“I am walking in the space, but why can you find me even so?”

Long Po asked unwillingly.

Ning Fan looked at Long Po with a serious look: “Anything in this world, as long as it exists, has traces of its existence and cannot disappear completely.”

“When your mind is strong to a certain extent, these traces that seem almost invisible will become extremely clear and have nowhere to escape.”

After that, Ning Fan turned and left.

In the hall, the Thirteenth Ancestor looked at Long Po beside him and laughed with gloating.

“Tsk tsk, I didn’t expect that the famous Long Po would fall into Ning Fan’s hands. If this gets out, I’m afraid it will scare many people to death, right?”

The Thirteenth Ancestor smiled proudly.

Long Po gritted her teeth: “Old man, what are you laughing at? I am stronger than you. I am only a seventh-level saint, but you are a ninth-level saint. Aren’t you working for Ning Fan?”

“Hey, we are different.”

“You were arrested, but we are cooperating.”

The Thirteenth Patriarch was delighted.

“I will bite you to death!!!”

The next day.

The atmosphere in the entire Qintian City was extremely tense.

The streets that used to be crowded with people are now empty, and even the shops on both sides are closed. The whole city is like a dead city.

And since early this morning, there have been hundreds of strong men guarding around the house where Ning Fan is.

The weakest among them is also a master of the Vajra Realm, and there are even one or two great saints lurking.

In the courtyard, Ning Fan and the Thirteenth Patriarch were sitting on a stone bench drinking tea.

Luang Po served the two people with a drooping face. She was very unhappy. It was a great humiliation for her to serve others as a great saint of the seventh level!

Even, she would rather die in glory than live in disgrace.

The thought rang in her mind.

“Pour the tea.”

Ning Fan said softly.

“Okay.” Long Po hurriedly smiled and said, and filled Ning Fan’s tea with tea.

The Thirteenth Ancestor raised his eyebrows at Ning Fan: “It seems that the guys in Fengyunmen are worried about you. This scene is obviously because they are afraid that you will run away.”

“There are at least one or two hundred masters outside this courtyard. Tsk, tsk, they must be worried about you.”

Ning Fan smiled and did not respond.

There was just a flash of contempt from the corner of his eyes. He felt that Fengyunmen was nothing more than that.

Is it necessary to make such a big scene and be so nervous on their own territory?

“In the evening… do we all have to go to Fengyunmen to keep the appointment?”

Long Po asked softly with the teapot.

Ning Fan nodded: “The three of us can go there, and the other disciples of the Demon Heart Sect will stay in the city for the time being.”

The Demon Heart Sect does not have many disciples in Qintian City. The main reason is that the Thirteenth Ancestor did not allow so many disciples to enter the city to avoid conflicts that would lead to excessive casualties.

After all, he is alone, and he can leave or stay as he pleases. No one can stop him, including the Ninth Grand Saint of Fengyun Sect.

But the disciples of the sect are different. Once a conflict occurs, blood will inevitably be shed.

“Just a humble question, do you need to kill people?”

Long Po hurriedly asked again.

Ning Fan glanced at Long Po: “What do you mean, are you still going to charge?”

“That… a professional problem, mainly because I’m used to it in this life, and it’s boring to work without money.”

“How about Ning Fan, you give less, just a copper coin!”

“I promise, I’ll kill people vigorously!”

Long Po squeezed out an awkward smile and said.

……

……

Ning Fan and the Thirteenth Ancestor were silent.

This is a man who is not afraid of death, no, he is a greedy ghost who is not afraid of death!

“Okay, okay.”

Ning Fan said helplessly.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was evening.

The sky gradually darkened, and the originally hot weather actually blew a little cold wind, blowing in the city.

Outside the house.

Ning Fan and the other two walked out, and those hidden masters in all directions instantly restrained their breath, as if they had never appeared.

“Good weather for killing.”

Ning Fan grinned, and took the Thirteenth Ancestor and Long Po to the direction of Fengyunmen.

At the same time, Fengyunmen Hall.

The masters of twenty or thirty sects in Liangzhou Jianghu, as well as the high-level people of Fengyunmen, were all here.

The originally wide hall seemed a bit crowded at this moment.


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