The undercover agent sent by the imperial court

"Who knows, after all, it's just a martial arts cheat book. It's impossible to change your life in another day." Yin Tianming maintained a distrustful attitude towards this.

"No, if it's Ouyang Wangu, I believe he has this ability." Shao Ziqian said seriously, "Ouyang Wangu's ability is far more than that."

"Then he's dead." Yin Tianming sneered, "It's just a dead person, if it wasn't for... I wouldn't bother to come."

Ling Xuan slightly turned his head to look at Yin Tianming, this person didn't seem to come here for this practice, is there any move by the Demon Cult recently? "Are you still fighting? If you don't, I want to go out for a walk." If you do, just stay here and watch for a while.

Shao Ziqian came to his senses, patted the dust on his clothes and smiled, "That's right, Ling Xuan, this is your first time in Bocheng, I'll show you around the city."

"I said, just forget it." Yin Tianming raised his eyebrows and said, "You know what will happen when the leader of the martial arts alliance appears, so let's take Ling Xuan out."

"That's nothing to worry about." Shao Ziqian said, straightening his clothes leisurely, "For this kind of thing, just change your clothes..."

"Leader." A person appeared kneeling on the ground and said, Shao Ziqian frowned, "What's wrong."

"Several heads who came to form an alliance have already come."

Yin Tianming sneered unceremoniously, "Leader Shao should take care of his own affairs first, so we can leave without sending him off!"

"Since all the alliance members have come to discuss the details of the meeting, the Indian leader must not want to run away?" Shao Ziqian said calmly after changing into the new coat handed over by his subordinates.

"Why should I go?" Yin Tianming spread his hands, "It's better to go to a restaurant to have a good meal than to participate in that kind of boring conversation. There is a picnic restaurant in Lingxuan that cooks good food, and it happens that you haven't had breakfast yet. "

"I haven't eaten." Ling Xuan touched his hungry stomach and said, "Then don't bother Ziqian, I'll go out for a meal first."

Shao Ziqian opened his mouth and finally just said, "Then Ling Xuan, have fun."

Yin Tianming smiled with satisfaction, turned around and left with Ling Xuan, Shao Ziqian could vaguely hear Yin Tianming's question, "I'm from Qingcheng, Ling Xuan, where are you from?"

"I, I am from the capital city. Although my family is not an official, I am still a son of a wealthy family."

Shao Ziqian let down his breath and secretly suppressed the inexplicable unhappiness in his heart. Every time he met Yin Tianming, he was angry. He didn't know the reason, but he just didn't like it, and now he didn't like it. "Let's go."

"Yes, Confederate."

Yin Tianming was too lazy to care if Shao Ziqian vomited blood in anger, since the last time Ling Xuan had something to say goodbye to and agreed to meet at the conference, he simply hurried to come to Bocheng ahead of time, never thought that his people would come to Bocheng before they found Ling Xuan. He was taken away by Shao Ziqian's men.

If it's not your own territory, you really can't let go. Find a way to bring Ling Xuan back to the Demon Cult, "I said Ling Xuan, sometimes you really don't look like a person from the Jianghu."

"It doesn't look like it?" Ling Xuan touched his face, "Maybe it's because I can't get a tan, and the teacher always said that I don't look like a gangster, like a little boy."

"No, no, there are a lot of people like this." Yin Tianming quickly waved his hand to deny, "You are not in vain."