Down and out village.
"It's coming, it's coming!" The villagers said excitedly as they looked at the slowly approaching boat in the distance.
Since the death of village chief Luo Jian, Bai Xiuping has hidden his identity and has been secretly sending people to Luopo Village to purchase grain and herbs.
Although not everyone in the village has gotten rid of their drug addiction, at least they can see the glimmer of life. The originally hopeless and depressed village is no longer so depressed.
It will be tiring and hard, but as long as you are willing to work hard, you can survive.
There is no need to live in fear like before.
When the villagers saw that the person who came this time was wearing a mask and dressed very strangely, they stepped forward and asked, "Who are you?"
The mysterious man did not answer him, but said coldly: "Where is Luo Jian?"
The faces of the villagers who heard this name changed. The middle-aged villagers stepped forward, pointed at him and yelled: "I'm warning you, if you still want to survive, don't mention this name in Luo Po Village."
"Could it be said that all the lost souls are gone?" The mysterious man said with fierce eyes.
Nowadays, the last thing that people in Luopo Village want to mention is the Lost Soul Powder. The man said loudly: "What, what is the Lost Soul Powder? Don't talk nonsense, there is no such thing in Luopo Village!"
The mysterious man didn't have the patience to listen to their nonsense anymore. With a knife in his hand, the man fell to the ground bleeding.
"Where is Luo Jian!"
"Already, already dead."
The mysterious man stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "Where is the medicine?"
The villagers backed away and said in a trembling voice: "Everything was burned, uh-huh!"
The mysterious man slashed their throats with a hand knife again. The villagers either dared not move where they were, or they were so frightened that they sat paralyzed on the ground.
"Where are Zhuang Fangliang and his daughter?"
"Follow the young leader and they left." With a click, the villager's head was held down and slammed to the ground. Then all the villagers present could not escape his vicious hands.
"Run away!"
How could these helpless villagers escape? After killing the mysterious man in the village, he immediately set the village on fire.
The mysterious man who left Luopo Village and walked out of the woods slowly took off his mask, only to see Lu Liuqing walking towards him. She crossed her arms and said in surprise: "Zhen Ziming, why are you here?"
The guard captain is directly under the Guangming Palace, so what are you doing in such a remote place?
Zhen Ziming also didn't expect to meet Lu Liuqing, and he laughed: "It's been a long time, Miss Lu, how come you are here?"
Lu Liuqing didn't have a good impression of this person, so he curled his lips and said, "I'm here to inquire about some things."
"It's a fate to meet Miss Lu here. You might as well tell me what I'm investigating so that I can help you."
After saying a few words, Lu Liuqing obviously had nothing to say to him. He walked past him and waved his hand: "What is fate or not? No need, I can just find it myself."
"What is this? Who would drop such a thing here?" Lu Liuqing held the mask in his hand and kept looking at it.
"Miss Lu."
"What? What's going on?"
Zhen Ziming, who had his back to Lu Liuqing, changed his expression, turned his head and said gloomily: "Are you looking for something when you come here?"
"Are you uncomfortable somewhere? Who are you trying to scare to death with your eyes so wide?" Lu Liuqing said with disgust as she thought it would be a waste of time to say another word to him.
"I'm here to see Mingzun reincarnated, is that okay?"
Zhen Ziming stared at Lu Liuqing closely and saw that the other party's reaction didn't seem like he was lying. It meant that the other party didn't know the secrets hidden in Luo Liuqing.
If she came here to find the Lost Soul, even if she was the daughter of the Lord of Jianyuan Palace, she would have to die here today.
No one is allowed to know about the affairs of Luo De Village.
He regained his smile and said with a smile: "If you are looking for the person in the rumors, even if you go to the village over there, you won't have any clues, because I just came from there."
Lu Liuqing said a little strangely: "Captain Zhen, why do you want to go there?"
"The reason is similar to Miss Lu. I also heard that a person known as the reincarnation of Mingzun appeared in Luoyou Village. I thought that if this person really existed, the leader would be interested, so I wanted to go and see the leader. Is it there?"
"Really? Can you tell me what you heard?"
After hearing the news about that person, Lu Liuqing stopped. Although she didn't like Zhen Ziming, she had to endure it in order to get information about him.
Zhen Ziming said thoughtfully: "I heard that on the day when Mingzun's reincarnation appeared, the young leader happened to be in this village. The villagers here were forced by the village chief to make Ecstasy, and that man left after getting rid of the village chief. Got here."
He paused and said: "During that time, the Young Master was also here. After Mingzun reincarnated and disappeared, the Young Master left within a few days after taking a short rest."
Lu Liuqing thought of the gentleness on the young leader's face and what he said to her that day, and his face was filled with embarrassment. He snorted and said, "What a terrible guy."
It seemed that he did not understand the meaning of Zhen Ziming's words at all. He only felt that the young leader saw the villagers suffering such misery and still stood idly by.
Zhen Ziming asked in reply: "Why do you say this? Isn't it a good thing that this matter can make the name of the young leader famous far and wide?"
"What a reputation? That guy just has a bad reputation."
Lu Liuqing said dissatisfied.
In front of the people in Guangming Palace, few people dared to criticize the young leader face to face, but Lu Liuqing was the young leader's fiancée, so her status was naturally different.
"But in the Ming Cult, there is no one who can be as free and easy, domineering and casual as the young leader, right?"
Lu Liuqing said loudly: "Are you kidding! Whoever likes that guy can just take it. Captain Zhen, you appreciate him so much, just take him away. I don't need it!"
Zhen Ziming seemed to smile helplessly. He really couldn't get involved in this kind of thing between men and women: "What should I do? What are you going to do next?"
Lu Liuqing also calmed down, lowered his head, and suddenly found that he had many questions to ask the young leader.
Want to ask him if he has seen the reincarnation of Ming Zun? Who is the reincarnation of Ming Zun that everyone talks about? Where are you now?
Also, since he was in the village at the time, why didn't he, as the young leader, come forward when faced with this situation?
Lu Liuqing did not realize that in the past, she did not care about the young leader, let alone have curiosity and questions about him, and did not want to hear a word about him.
And why he treats himself so strangely.
If he really hated himself and regarded her as a maid, why would he let her stay in Yangming Palace?
The answers to these questions were not something she could figure out on her own.
"It seems I have to go to Yangming Palace."
Lu Liuqing looked into the distance and said.
Zhen Ziming nodded: "I understand, please be careful on the road."
Lu Liuqing glanced back at him and said disgustedly: "Don't you want to go with me? That won't work. It would be very strange to be seen by others."
Zhen Ziming said nothing, looking at Lu Liuqing's leaving back, clenching his fists, his face gloomy, his eyes filled with murderous intent. This arrogant woman is really arrogant. She is obviously a woman who runs around after men, but she actually despises herself. , saying that he doesn’t want to act with himself.
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Mingjiao, Mufeng.
Bai Xiuping touched the mask on his face and murmured to himself: "Is it because he exerted all his strength on the Holy Demon Art? The appearance of the Holy Fire Mask seems to have changed."
Sitting under the tree, looking at the letter in his hand, Nalan Jingzhi wrote in the letter that he should throw away the token, but it was impossible for him to throw away the token of light, which meant that he should throw away the Jiuliumen. token.
Nalan Jingzhi once said that as long as he threw away the token, someone would come looking for him, but he waited here for a long time and no one came to find him.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a girl wearing a mask jumping up and down from a distance. She took two steps and then danced with her hips. The dance was inexplicably strange, but she seemed to be enjoying herself and dancing happily.
"Sir, it seems you have left this thing behind."
The girl took out the Jiuliu Sect token and grinned.
With a "click" sound, the girl rushed to Bai Xiuping and sniffed his scent like a dog.
Bai Xiuping was speechless: "What are you doing?"
The girl smelled the scent of Bai Xiuping and said doubtfully: "The sweet scent of Wanli Xiang is clearly emitted from your body. You should be the owner of this token."
"But I can't tell who you are at all. Are there people in the Ming Cult that I don't know about?"
