Reverse strategy by white cut black male lead [Transmigration Book]

Ordinary people have no sects and no affiliations in their lives, and most of them deify and worship those who cultivate immortals, and their impressions can only be described and summarized from word of mouth.

Although a few monks would occasionally pass by each other on weekdays, they had no way of knowing.

But Jiang Ning Zhuo Xian has an extraordinary temperament, followed by Jiang Chen who distributes blessings to the world every year, and the storyteller just laid the groundwork, everyone quickly realized who this person was.

While amazed and astonished, they all cast envious or jealous eyes on Lu Hanzhou.

But "Lucky" himself doesn't think so.

He felt that the enemy's road was narrow, and he was out of luck.

Jiang Ningzhuo's violent and out-of-control appearance last night was very different from the gentleness now, which made him have to be vigilant.

Lu Hanzhou pretended to be calm, and raised his chin slightly: "No! Why am I overly sad! Who are you, do we know each other?"

The recovery of spiritual power was considered a success, which gave him a little bit of confidence.

"Oh? Don't know?" Jiang Ningzhuo stepped into the gate of Zhichunzhai, his tone was still calm and gentle, and he even walked at a leisurely pace, "Then who was the falling dragon ten miles away from Fengzong yesterday?"

"Who almost ruined my hand again?" He stopped a step away from Lu Hanzhou, and said indifferently: "It won't be just a day, just forget about it."

Falling Dragon...it's too embarrassing.

Kun Beast's fur stood up because of his approach, and under the caress of a wave of spiritual power, it faded from a cat to its original white tiger appearance, crawling between the two of them.

This time it was bigger and fiercer than a cat.

I never thought that someone would recognize this horned spirit beast, and hurriedly stepped back and shouted: "This... this is the spirit beast of the master of the Wanxiang Pavilion!!"

Lu Hanzhou's identity was clarified in a few sentences, and the crowd who had surrounded him just now dispersed in a large circle with him as the center.

Thinking of the streets burned by the spiritual fire, fear was written in his eyes.

This time Baizhe boldly reached out to block Lu Hanzhou.With a side face, he whispered: "Master, if you look at me, just say don't come..."

Lu Hanzhou: "..."

Got it, definitely next time.

Jiang Chen leaned against the door of Zhichunzhai with his sword in his arms, and sneered, "Oh, you little idiot is really a protector."

The two masters and servants spoke in a strange way, and their mouths were so stupid that they couldn't speak, and they blushed.

But he didn't want to lose his momentum, so he raised his head and stammered like Lu Hanzhou, "You... you're an idiot... leave me alone!"

Jiang Chen laughed and said nothing.

At this time, Jiang Ningzhuo had taken the limelight, and even if Lu Hanzhou thought about it, it was not the time to start a feud.What's more, Jiang Ningzhuo is so double-faced and three-handed, and he doesn't know what kind of plan he is playing to toss the Wanxiang Pavilion.

If he really wanted to settle the score, he wouldn't be able to run away.

Seeing Jiang Ningzhuo's calm face, Lu Hanzhou suddenly pursed his mouth, looking as if the rain was about to come, and said aggrievedly: "That's right! I was almost killed by you for no reason! Did I see you Do I want to tell you if I don’t hide away?”

Isn't he just a double-faced person, he will too.

For no reason?

This caused discussions around.

Lu Hanzhou thought of this mischievous way of telling stories. Although many details were omitted, it was indeed true.

I never thought it would work.

Jiang Chen cleared his throat like he was reading a book, and said mechanically: "The main wing of the Wutan Garden was severely burned, more than a thousand charms on the wall were damaged, and none of the house furnishings were spared. It is worth five hundred stones of Lingzhu."

As Baizhe mouth opened wider and wider, Jiang Chen added: "By the way, the door that crashed is the real material of the spirit tree in Qiushan Bolin, there is, price, nothing, market."

The last few words made Lu Hanzhou lose all hope.

You must know that Lingzhu is a rare item that can only be found in the cultivation world. It is very rare to have a small number and has spiritual power. Most monks use it as a magic seal.

Only a few sects are used for circulation.

Unfortunately, Fengzong is such a "big sect".

Lu Hanzhou and Baizhe Kun Beast combined to eat and die in this street for half a year, and that would not cost a single Lingzhu.

Now five hundred stones have been destroyed!The ghost knows that Jiang Ningzhuo's simple things are so valuable!

Are you in debt before your entrepreneurial career begins?

The folded arm slowly dropped, and he said in despair: "Master, what did you do last night!"

The onlookers were also frightened into silence by the huge amount.

Jiang Ning raised his brows slightly, since Lu Hanzhou wants to avoid the seriousness with him and take the lightest, then he should take this "lightness" seriously.

Paying off debts is always a matter of course.

His words were as light as a feather, and he slammed into Lu Hanzhou's ear, "Is the master of the Wanxiang Pavilion still wronged? My clothes that you burned..."

"Okay, stop talking!" Lu Hanzhou closed his eyes, and his heart rate accelerated involuntarily - out of anger.

Seeing that Jiang Ningzhuo was still approaching, Lu Hanzhou tremblingly stretched out his finger on the tip of his nose, and after a little distance, he gasped and said, "...there is a difference between good and evil, please stand back, Your Excellency."

Jiang Ningzhuo didn't expect this move, and when he leaned over, the tip of his nose touched Lu Hanzhou's fingers.

This time, even Jiang Chen gasped.

Their suzerain least likes physical contact with people.

Besides, if the Sovereign's illness flares up during the day...

Jiang Chen hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, but Jiang Ningzhuo raised his hand to stop him.

He moved the tip of his nose away from Jiang Ningzhuo's fingers, turned his head to the human standing behind and said, "Shopkeeper, pack fifty lotus cakes."

The shopkeeper, who was standing and eating melons, was stunned. He didn't realize it until the people next to him pushed him, and quickly replied: "Okay! Wrap it right away!"

At this time, Lu Hanzhou was almost sideways in front of Jiang Ningzhuo's body, to the point where he could touch Jiang Ningzhuo's chin on tiptoe.

His neck "squeaked" and "squeaked" slowly lifted up.

Jiang Ningzhuo successfully met his slow eyes, Qingshui's bright eyes blinked slightly, and he tilted his head almost imperceptibly.

Lu Hanzhou picked up the Kun beast that was paralyzed on the ground, grabbed the hundred folds and rushed out the door. It was inconvenient to transform a dragon in the street, and he had never felt that his legs were so reliable.

……

It wasn't until he left the city gate that Hualong circled to another nearby city and successfully hid in a bustling small restaurant before he was willing to stop.

Lu Hanzhou gulped down the water. With the speed of word of mouth in the human world, he was afraid that he would be ashamed and thrown into the streets and alleys within half an hour.

Change your city life.

Bai Zhe was already a little dazed, and kept silently saying: "Five hundred stones..."

"If he lets me go, it proves that he doesn't care about it. It's still easy to talk about." Lu Hanzhou deceived himself.

But Bai Zhe didn't pay attention to him, and asked suspiciously: "Ah? Didn't he let us go?"

"Shut up you!"

"Ooooooooooo!"

……

Although both of them had already bigu, they still ordered a table full of food before they were relieved.

Lu Hanzhou: "You will go back and send a letter to Jiang Ningzhuo later. The content says that Jiang Yilan's death has nothing to do with me. I will try my best to cooperate if I need to check, but... can the five hundred stone be less?"

Jiang Yilan was the first person he met when he came here. He was so kind, and he really didn't deserve to be killed like this.

Also, five hundred stones is too much...

"Why am I..."

Before he finished his tenacious resistance, Lu Hanzhou felt the danger in his long and narrow eyes, so he had no choice but to write vigorously.

After careful wording, he asked, "Where is the signature?"

Lu Hanzhou didn't want to reveal his real name, so he thought for a moment and said, "Eleven."

Before going all the way to die, Lu Hanzhou emphasized once again that there is no silver 300 taels here: "This is not confession."