2nd floor, inner courtyard.

A man with white hair who was only forty years old was performing in the martial arts arena, wielding knives and guns.

Cao Zhi put his hands behind his back, and stood in front of him with a solemn expression.

After some tossing, the white-haired man took the time to ask Cao Zhi, "What's the matter with looking for this seat in the middle of the night?" ”

"Ninghetu has come to Ulaanbaatar, you should know, right?" Cao Zhi asked rhetorically.

The white-haired man picked up a hand towel, wiped the beads of sweat from his palm, and said lightly, "I know." ”

"He killed my two sons, just now."

Cao Zhi's brows flushed with anger for no reason.

The white-haired man was slightly stunned, silent for a long time, quite surprised, "Your two straw bale sons don't seem to have any festivals with Ning Hetu, right?" ”

"Don't ask about these things."

Cao Zhi tirelessly reminded, "Ninghetu now only brings a team of 100 people to Ulaanbaatar, if we prepare carefully, can we ...... in Ulaanbaatar?"

Cao Zhi said this, and made a posture of wiping his neck.

The white-haired man understood, and immediately chuckled, "Just a map of Ninghe, I will recover it, and it is enough to take action in person." ”

"Is that true?" Cao Zhi was overjoyed.

"Do you really think Ning Hetu is so powerful?"

The white-haired man who claimed to be Zhan Fu smiled disdainfully, "An incompetent person who has made a name for himself is just a useless person, looking at you nervous, there is no interest." ”

"It's me who lost my temper."

Cao Zhi took a step back and said quietly.

"Where is he now?" Zhan Fu asked.

"Shu Boshu's family."

"If tens of thousands of private troops are surrounding him, this seat really doesn't have a chance to start, and now that he Ning Hetu has entered the city alone, then ......"

Zhan Fu and Cao Zhi looked at each other and smiled.

"I'll handle this matter, you go back first."

Zhan Fu dropped a sentence and immediately began to prepare.

There were many disciples on the second floor, and with a wave of their hands, countless black shadows suddenly jumped out of the entire courtyard, and in a few seconds, a formation of not weak scale was formed.

"I hope to get up tomorrow and hear the news that Ning Hetu died in Ulaanbaatar." Cao Zhi muttered a few words, turned around and retreated.

When leaving the second floor, Cao Zhi met the old man squatting at the door again.

This time, there are no dogs.

The old guy was alone.

When the two sides met, the old man rarely looked up at Cao Zhi, revealing a dry smile, and at the same time, the voice in his mouth was very hoarse, stinging, tingling, and his heart was numb when he heard it.

Cao Zhi glared back angrily, "Dead beggar, get away." ”

Stretching out his hand to pat Jin Gui's clothes, Cao Zhixing left the scene in a hurry.

The old man looked at his outfit with strange eyes, and said angrily, "Old man, I used to wear gold and silver, and I was angry with fresh clothes." ”

The moon is sinking in the west.

Heaven and earth are quiet.

On the second floor, there was a sound of knives, guns and clubs.

Zhan Fu looked at the nearly 100 dead soldiers he had cultivated in the past few decades, and was quite proud, and finally waved his hand and roared loudly, "Capture Ninghetu alive and establish authority for the Nalan royal family." ”

"Capture Ning Hetu alive."

"Capture Ning Hetu alive."

The whole courtyard is full of sound waves, one after another.

Almost at the same time.

A man in white, holding a secret letter in his hand, quietly appeared outside the second floor.

The old man in front of the door squinted his eyes and muttered, "I'm obedient, big man, and I'm here in person." ”

The man in white who was Ning Chen's deity also spotted the old man for the first time, smiling faintly.

When Cao Zhi left before, he instructed Chen Qingzhi to keep an eye on this person.

At the same time, through special channels, the existence of the second floor was found, as well as the close connection with the Nalan royal family.

Of course, it is also clear that the second floor is about to shoot at itself.

"Old man, is this a two-story building?" Ning Chen bowed slightly towards the old man and asked seriously.

The old man didn't open his mouth, so he cracked his mouth and smirked at Ning Chen.

Ning Chen was helpless, stepped forward, the vermilion gate suddenly opened, a group of teams rushed out, and the white-haired Zhan Fu walked in the front.

This street is already unattended.

Now a good-looking young man emerged, and with the caution of Zhan Fu, he naturally looked at it twice.

Before Zhanfu could speak, the young man dozens of meters away had already moved.

"So coincidentally?"

Ning Chen smiled lightly, looked down at the letter in his hand, then raised his head, and asked humbly and politely, "Excuse me, who is Zhanfu?" ”

The white-haired Zhanfu frowned, "Who is Your Excellency?" What do you want me to do? ”

"Are you Zhanfu?"

Ning Chen's expression was instantly retracted, and at the same time, his five fingers were spread, and the letter was immediately taken out of his hand, facing the wind, and flew out far away.

"Lao Tzu is Zhanfu, what are you looking for me to do?" Zhan Fu said impatiently.

Rumble!

Ning Chen took a step forward, taking himself as a point, a radius of 100 meters, and the dust was three inches above the ground, like a tide rolling up.

Zhan Fu's brows jumped, and he had a premonition that the situation was not good, "Who are you?" ”

"My surname is Ning, and my name is Hetu." Ning Chen's lips were red and his teeth were white.

"Are you Ning Hetu?"

Zhan Fu took a deep breath and felt dumbfounded, he was just about to make a move, who knew that the main master had actually killed at the door of the house.

This......

Rumble!

Ning Chen was too lazy to talk nonsense, and stepped out step by step, moving towards Zhanfu.

"All go back." Zhan Fu broke off and shouted, signaling his team to retreat to the courtyard.

Zhanfu also returned to the second floor at the first time.

Ning Chen drove straight in and arrived at the front.

However, when he was about to staggered past the old man who seemed to be out of the way, he glanced at it a few times.

Immediately, his steps froze slightly, as if he was hesitating about something?

He retreated again.

Leaning sideways, Ning Chen's eyes stared at the sloppy old man, and in the depths of his eyes, he was teasing and playful.

The old man pretended not to notice Ning Chen's actions.

"This king seems to have found the wrong person?"

A little, with a wicked smile on the corner of Ning Chen's mouth, his whole body breathed, and he locked on the old man leaning against the door one by one.

The old man was bored and buttoned his fingernails, and said lightly, "What do you mean?" Old fellow, I don't understand? ”

"I really don't understand?" Ning Chen's smile grew cold.

The old man's boring movements began to stiffen, and he looked up again, smiling evilly.

"Boom."

Ning Chen probed with his five fingers and grabbed the position of the Heavenly Spirit Cover towards the old man.

This old man's body was immediately like an arrow off the string, stiffening violently, and finally rubbing into Ning Chen.

Ning Chen waved his big hand, and a slap fell, slapping the old man on the spot, and he staggered back dozens of steps.

"I've been here for many years, and everyone thinks of me as a beggar, and no one would have thought that Zhanfu inside is not really Zhanfu...... And you, how the hell do you see it? The old man tilted his head, puzzled.

"Guess?" Ning Chen laughed.

"In that case, then I, Nalan Zhanfu, will first ask Young Marshal Ning for advice?"

The old man, whose full name was Nalan Zhanfu, clasped his hands into fists and faced Ning Chen.

"I'm happy to accompany you."

Ning Chen shrugged.

Eyebrows flashed, between heaven and earth.

Surge forward.

Today's four watches.

Presented.

(End of chapter)