Qin Tiannan Road: "Fu Yuanhu!"

"In!" A middle-aged man in his thirties responded and left.

He was thin and upright, with a round face as white as jade, his eyes shining like cold stars, his pupils were particularly bright, and he clasped his fists and said, "Zhensi!"

"You lead four people to be responsible for the north of the government office!"

"yes!"

Qin Tiannan looked at Li Chengkong: "Li Chengkong!"

"At." Li Chengkong clasped his fists.

"You lead four people to the south of the government office. Find Song Wuji and do not take action. Just wait for us to follow."

"Yes." Li Chengkong said in a deep voice.

His heart sinks.

Isn’t Qin Tiannan afraid that his team will be destroyed again and anger all the eunuchs growing vegetables?

Then he understood again.

This is Qin Tiannan's technique of balance.

The Xiaoling Guard was only responsible for dangerous tasks, but the Xiaoling Guard did not do dangerous things, which angered the entire Xiaoling Guard.

Xiaolingwei was Qin Tiannan’s true confidant, not a vegetable eunuch. He would not care too much about the thoughts of the vegetable eunuch.

"Fu Yuanhu, show Li Chengkong the portrait of Song Wuji, tell me about Song Wuji, don't waste your life in vain!"

"yes."

"Go." Qin Tiannan waved his hand.

Fu Yuanhu led four people out, and Li Chengkong and the others followed.

Li Chengkong did not rush to talk, left Shenxiu Lake and stepped onto the Shinto, and saw another statue of gods.

The statue, which was originally only five meters high, was like a giant Pangu god supporting the sky and the earth under the bright morning light, with a huge momentum.

They seemed to rush over one by one, tearing themselves to pieces the next moment.

Li Chengkong instantly sent all his internal energy to Tianyin Cave Heaven.

The illusion in front of me disappeared.

He turned his head to see that Song Minghua and the others looked pale, their teeth were clattering, and their blue shirts were shaking like walking in the wind.

The same is true for Fu Yuanhu and the other five.

They crawled out of a hundred-meter-long Shinto like turtles, sweating all over.

"Wow..." Under the tall golden triple archway, everyone sighed loudly.

Fu Yuanhu looked at Li Chengkong, his eyes flashed, and he took out a portrait from his arms and handed it to Li Chengkong: "This is Song Wuji."

Li Chengkong opened it and glanced and closed it quickly, handed it back to Fu Yuanhu, avoiding Sun Guiwu's visit.

"I'll take a look, too." Sun Guiwu shouted.

Li Chengkong said: "It's enough for me to see it."

"I don't recognize him, and I don't know if I see him, so I can't be careful of his sneak attack." Sun Guiwu said: "Isn't it so unfair?"

Fu Yuanhu gave a thumbs up: "Smart!"

Sun Guiwu glared over.

Fu Yuanhu didn't care about his rebelliousness: "Song Wuji's senses are very keen. If you look at him with hostility, he will sense it and set a killer."

"Is he so amazing?" Sun Guiwu was dissatisfied: "Is it already the Star Descent Realm?"

"He has not reached the realm of Falling Stars." Fu Yuanhu shook his head and said, "Otherwise, the Wind-Chasing God Captain has taken action."

Sun Guiwu smiled.

Fu Yuanhu said in a deep voice: "But the difficulty is even better than the falling star realm,... the flying sword is amazing and the light skills are extremely fast. Otherwise, do you think our Xiaoling Guards are all pustules?!"

Sun Guiwu's face darkened.

Li Chengkong said: "He is so powerful, he should be from a famous family, right?"

Fu Yuanhu shook his head: "I can't see his way. It seems that there is no such powerful flying knife in the world."

"Where is the light skills?"

"That's even harder to distinguish. Needless to say, the light skills of the three religions and four sects are also many top-notch light skills."

"Is there nothing I can do with him?" Li Chengkong frowned: "The Master of the Sect is not recruiting the Wind God to capture him?"

"If you can't catch the Wind God without the realm of falling stars."

"That is to say, we can only rely on our Xiaolingwei?"

“That’s right.”

"No wonder the Xiaoling Outer Guard was established, and the Xiaoling Guard lost one. The pressure on the Chief Secretary was a little higher. Brother Fu, you must have had an extraordinary life, right?"

Fu Yuanhu waved his hand and said lightly: "It's just a fallen brother. I can only come to Xiaoling with my second brother's glory."

Li Chengkong said: "Is it my brother...?"

"Disciple of Daxue Mountain." Fu Yuanhu was proud.

"Don't respect!" Li Chengkong sighed in awe and said, "No matter how declining, our family background is not comparable."

Fu Yuanhu smiled.

His family was in decline, and he was not as good as the others in Xiaoling Guard, but he was not comparable to these eunuchs who grew vegetables.

These eunuchs who grow vegetables are destined to be buried in Xiaoling Mausoleum for their entire lives, and a pool of stagnant water is no different from walking corpses.

He has mercy.

More importantly, his grandfather was a eunuch, a fourth-rank eunuch.

My grandfather was in the army and had mediocre qualifications but failed to achieve success.

Generation is worse than the next generation, and by this generation, the shade has been gone.

If my second brother hadn't had a peerless talent and had entered the Daxue Mountain Knife Sect, he wouldn't have the chance to enter Xiaoling Guard.

They walked out while talking.

Fu Yuanhu and the four Xiaolingwei looked proud, obviously not taking Song Minghua and the others into consideration.

Song Minghua and the others were proud of themselves, with no hot face on their cold butts, and their eyes were greedy to scan the surroundings, as if they had grabbed all the scenery into their eyes.

I have been trapped in Xiaoling for several years. Although the scenery of Xiaoling is beautiful, I have been tired of living for a long time without any scenery.

Li Chengkong ignored the scenery and focused on Fu Yuanhu and talking, so he should know more about Song Wuji.

"Brother Fu, since he is wandering, why don't hesitate to leave?"

"According to his habit, he would change the place once he was discovered. This time it was abnormal and very strange."

"Are he not afraid of Qin Zhangsi, please chase Feng Shen to capture him?"

"It's very strange." Fu Yuanhu frowned.

Li Chengkong pondered: "Or his martial arts have made great progress and changed his style of conduct, or have any grudges not yet gone, or is there any important person or thing that he has bound him?"

Fu Yuanhu nodded.

Li Chengkong said in a deep voice: "It's probably a woman!"

Fu Yuanhu smiled and said, "It's not that right? You take such a big risk for a woman?"

They came outside a towering city.

The two-level city gate tower flashes purple-red luster in the morning sun, solemn and majestic.

The ten-meter-high brown brick wall surrounded them, isolating their vision, the walls are mottled and exuding a vicissitudes of life.

This Xiaochen City is obviously an old city.

"Advance the woods and turn the clothes back." Fu Yuanhu said.

Everyone entered the woods next to the avenue and turned their clothes back. The original blue shirt turned into gray, some green, and some white.

"Leave a mark when walking." Fu Yuanhu reminded: "When I met Song Wuji, I pretended not to recognize him, and I immediately sent a signal once I started!... Let's take one step first."

"Okay," Li Chengkong sincerely reminded: "Brother Fu, be careful!"

Although he didn't know Fu Yuanhu's nature, he had more friends and more roads, so he wanted to make friends with Fu Yuanhu.

"Be careful too." Fu Yuanhu left with four arrogant Xiaoling Guards.

Li Chengkong saw their expressions as if they were going to die and shook his head gently.

Sun Guiwu snorted indignation: "Everyone has nostrils facing the sky!"

Li Chengkong said: "Let's go too."
To be continued...