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Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Seven: The Great Dry Wind and Clouds (Forty-two)

In the yard, Yin Zhengliang finally calmed down, and Wu Mingkong slowly untied his bound hands and feet.

"Thank you, Lord Zhen." Yin Zhengliang moved his body and thanked Wu Mingkong.

Then Zhu Chong happened to come back with the wine and meat, put the wine and meat on it, and greeted him.

Yin Zhengliang, who had been struggling all morning, could not help it anymore and ran over happily.

"I heard from Zhengliang that Lord Yijun came to southern Xinjiang this time to wipe out the remnants of the White Lotus Sect." Zhu Chong asked.

Wu Mingkong was not afraid of it either: "Yes, yes."

"Do you have a clue?"

"If you have a clue, I will put it aside?" Wu Mingkong spread his hands and he didn't feel at ease about this matter, let alone he didn't send someone out.

"If Lord Yijun can trust me, I know where the old nest of the White Lotus Sect is, and even where the leader of the White Lotus Sect smiles. "

Wu Mingkong was a little embarrassed. He didn't care about the remnants of the White Lotus Sect. The experiment at hand was more important, but Wu Mingkong felt that if he refused, the lucky sample in front of him would probably run away.

"How long will it take?" Wu Mingkong tried to ask about the time.

Zhu Chong thought for a moment: "Three hours, you can arrive in at most three hours."

"Three hours? It's done, and you'll set off after you finish eating." Wu Mingkong thought for a while, Wu Mingkong could accept it even if he was not up or down.

Taking advantage of this time, Wu Mingkong summoned Wuqing, Zhuisheng, and Heizi who had already gone out to search for him. It was a bit embarrassing that the three of them might have run a little far away and could not accept the signal, so they did not contact him for a while.

The few people finished eating it in a hurry and prepared to set off. Wu Mingkong looked at Yin Zhengliang with a confident look and was speechless.

"Aren't you going back to Kyoto? Why are you going to go to muddy waters?"

"Old Zhu has gone, so I naturally have to help." Yin Zhengliang said very well.

Wu Mingkong was even more speechless. Are you going to help? Are you going to give away the heads.

"I think, you either wait for us to come back here honestly, or go to Kyoto to report your duties and go with us? Are you planning to become a hostage to the other party?" Wu Mingkong was not accused of him.

Do you really think they are adventure teams, and they can still kill the villain with a drag bottle?

Wu Mingkong thought about it again and it seemed that it would be fine. He was the most like a villain in the whole Daqian.

"My Lord is right and righteous. Why don't you wait here for us to come back? Then you will be able to take care of yourself on the way." Zhu Chong thought about Wu Mingkong's words, and he also felt that Wu Mingkong's words were very reasonable. If you really want to bring Yin Zhengliang, a person who knows martial arts, you might accidentally become the other party's hostage. Then they will be in a dilemma.

Although Yin Zhengliang was a little passionate, he still knew the depth: "Okay, I'll wait for you here."

Wu Mingkong discovered a problem as soon as he went out. How should they go?

He really ran over with his legs? He didn't seem to be able to ride a horse.

Zhu Chong walked directly into the air and jumped far away in three or five steps. Only then did Wu Mingkong remember that he could fly.

"I've been riding a black man, and I almost forgot that I can fly."

After taking a step forward, Wu Mingkong followed directly, and then handed over his body to the Intellectual Brain to manage. He had no time to waste his time on the road.

Zhu Chong looked at Wu Mingkong who was walking in the garden behind him and couldn't help but exclaim. He was practicing one of the five and six volumes of the Luo Sect, the predecessor of the White Lotus Sect. Wu Mingkong could keep up with him so easily. I guess his skills would definitely not be as good as this.

This Luo Sect was the first-class sect at the time. Before it fell apart, it was equivalent to the Tianjian Sect, which is now a sword across the north, and it can even suppress the Tianjian Sect.

If Luo Sect is here now, there is no such thing as the Tianjian Sect dominating the north.

Unfortunately, everything is the clouds and mist of the past, and it is all gone into the rolling world.

The successor, the White Lotus Sect, was originally a major sect. Although its momentum was not as good as the original Luo Sect, it was also famous. Unfortunately, the previous leader, the old mother of the cult leader, was too inflated and fooled the people to raise the flag to rebel.

The next day, the imperial heavenly chieftain Ling Ji Rengao came to the door and broke the body of the vacuum mother with three punches, forcing her to escape by escaping her.

After that, Xuan Jingsi entered the venue and directly cleaned up the huge White Lotus Sect.

Now there are only three or five big cats left, which is not a good time. Fortunately, the deputy leader Xiaomaitre has trained to break through to the master realm, so he barely saved the White Lotus Sect.

Then the famous White Lotus Sect had the word "remnant" behind it, and Xiao Maitreya didn't dare to stand up, so he could only let the White Lotus Sect move underground.

After all, this White Lotus Sect is a famous thief in Daqian, and there is also a thief in the master realm. Once he appears, he will definitely be siege of the four pillars of Daqian.

Not to mention the four masters, he can't stand any of the four pillars of Daqian. After all, he is just a new master.

For this reason, when Xiao Maitreya thinks of this, she makes the old mother hate her. What kind of good sects do to rebel? You, a woman, still want to be the empress.

As a result, the rebellion failed, dragging the entire White Lotus Sect down the quagmire and never turning over again. Even his dignified master realm was like a rat crossing the street, fearing that one day he would be blocked by the four pillars of Daqian at the door of his house.

After passing through several cities like this, Zhu Chong completely took Wu Mingkong into the mountains. He only saw Zhu Chong moving left and right, and Wu Mingkong's eyes were twitching. What a fancy thing to do? Wouldn't he be good to fly well?

Before we knew it, it was only three hours before dusk was approaching, and Zhu Chong finally landed on the ground.

Wu Mingkong also followed behind and stopped deductions in his mind: "It's here, hurry up and fight quickly, I'll have something to do when I go back."

Seeing Wu Mingkong not feeling nervous at all, Zhu Chong felt that he was taking Wu Mingkong to the remnants of the White Lotus Sect and was a little impulsive.

"The leader of the White Lotus Sect, Xiaomaitre, is a warrior of the Grandmaster realm. Even so, you and I join forces to attack him and will definitely be killed." Zhu Chong did not say that Xiaomaitre was at the Grandmaster realm before, because he was afraid that Wu Mingkong would not come if he knew about it, so he was a little clever.

"Oh, fight quickly." Wu Mingkong didn't care about the Grandmaster realm at all. He thought that Zhu Chong must have a purpose, otherwise it would be impossible for him to help him for no reason. Perhaps Zhu Chong wanted to be the life of laughing Maitreya, otherwise how could he rush to get on.
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