The Dangerous Cultivator

There was a ghost in Xi Yangchun's heart, and he naturally flustered. Of course, he and the night walker were not involved, but Song Zhong was indeed a night walker. If the group of plum iron guards kept their eyes on them, most of them would also dig out the incident. By then, who would ask Disclosure of Song Zhong's identity must also be involved. At that time, it will not be him who is unlucky, and his high-weight uncle, Master, must be unlucky.

To make such a large basket for an Xuyi, ant-like thing is not worth it, it is not worth it.

"Crazy, you are crazy. Isn't it just wishing you beads, don't give them if you don't give them, why do you want to die?"

Jiang Churan burned within five days, and also hurriedly transmitted a message to Xu Yi.

Just then, he heard a cry in the field, "Plum blossom iron guard is here!"

Banging, Jiang Churan fell to the ground with his bottom.

"How fast!"

Vice President Yang exclaimed.

The crowds on the periphery automatically separated, and a group of people came in to see the leader. Xi Yangchun, like a drowning man, grabbed the life-saving straw and hurried forward, "Uncle Chen ... you are here, really That ’s great. Someone here is guilty of blame, and he is good, and I ask adults to do it ... ”

His words did not fall, the red-faced middle-aged Pufan-like big hand, Huo Di reached out, as if grabbing a chicken, grabbed his neck, and then rushed out of the two behind him, and tied Xi Yangchun with a lashing rope. Then, the face was full of excitement, and the middle-aged man shouted loudly at the red face, "Master Qi, the prisoner is already bound!"

"No, no, it's not me, I'm wrong, I'm wrong ..."

Xi Yangchun was going crazy, the more he frantically struggled, the tighter the dragon's cord was tightened on him, and he would squeeze into the bones in an instant, causing the wound he healed to crack again and blood to flow.

Middle-aged man with red face is the old relationship of Xi Yangchun's family. He had heard that Plum Blossom Tiewei was here. He was very panicked. When he saw the middle-aged man with red face, he was half set, thinking he could pass the customs smoothly. My old uncle ’s old relationship captured himself as soon as he came up. Is n’t this crazy?

"Xi Yangchun, I didn't expect Chen to break his head, and you ca n’t even think of it. You are also a dignified night walker. Alas, the great ability of your night army has penetrated to such a degree. So far, what else can you say? ? "

The red-faced middle-aged stared at Xi Yangchun gently, saying calmly, "Yangchun, you and I are also old friends. You should know that it fell into my hands without any luck. If you are honest, I will play the lord and be kind to you. If you can take it anyway, where do you go from here? "

Xi Yangchun froze, and for a long while, howled suddenly, "It's not me, wrong, I'm not a night walker, I'm just ... not me, Uncle Chen, you're wrong, wrong, what's going on ... ... "

He thought that the red-faced middle-aged man had dug up his uncle's disclosure of Song Zhong's identity to him. Where did he know that the result of the red-faced middle-aged man was even more frightening and made him a night walker? Too ridiculous, too brain-burning, Xi Yangchun only felt that at this moment, all the grievances in the world were gathered in himself.

"It's worthy of being a dark nightwalker with superb acting skills. They are all so calm and unforgettable."

The young man in the red face tapped into the palm and said, "Well, someone will make you die. Bring it up!"

After drinking, a middle-aged man who looked like a manager was kicked into the field. He looked at Xi Yangchun and cried, "Master, it doesn't matter to me, it doesn't matter to me. That person gave me a hostel, let me Give it to you, where do you know that the man was arrested immediately and arrested, and when the street blew up, I did not know the man ... "

Although the middle-aged supervisor was too flustered and described poorly, everyone should have heard the meaning clearly.

The madness in Xi Yangchun's mind gradually converged. He faintly smelled a trace of conspiracy. The steward in front of him was the housekeeper Lao Qin in his house.

Reluctantly calmed down, Xi Yangchun exclaimed, "Uncle Chen, you say I'm a night walker. I don't know what kind of evidence I got?"

With certain thoughts, he understood that in the big case involving the night walker, his past friendship with Chen Tiehand would not only become his own help, but would also become a huge negative factor.

The surname of Chen will surely prove his innocence by strictly treating himself.

Middle-aged red face said, "Well, let you die,"

Then, he took out a piece of jade and pointed at Qin Guanshi, "This old dog has said the past before, and I tell you plainly that the person who blew himself is the night walker we stared at for a long time, calling him Song Zhong ... "

"what!"

Xi Yangchun's big yellow girl who was touched in the buttocks in the downtown area was snoring with her throat. He never dreamed that the person was Song Zhong.

If before, he still suspected of his conspiracy, now he is completely lost.

Because he knows Song Zhong's true identity, he is undoubtedly the night walker, and listening to his uncle's tone, this person has a high status among the night walkers.

Why would a night walker in such a high position pass a piece of jade to his butler for the sake of injustice and make himself unable to escape?

Xi Yangchun is a big head with two big heads, and dare not launch such powerful logic.

Xi Yangchun's reaction fell into Chen Tie's eyes, and it was clear that he could not argue.

Chen Tie's hand stimulated the jade in the palm of the hand, light and shadow emerged, and gathered a simple rune mark.

When Xu Yi moved, the rune mark was exactly the mark he drew on the table that day.

Chen Tie-shou said, "Yangchun, until now, there is not much way for you to go. Open it, open this jade, I will help you."

This is a typical messenger jade. The rune mark that emerges is like a secret lock, and it cannot be opened by anyone who does not know its key.

"No, I was wronged, there must be something wrong, Song Zhong harmed me, Song Zhong harmed me, Uncle Chen, you must believe me, how can I be a night walker, my net is innocent, my resume is simple, how can it be It's a night walker ... "

Xi Yangchun roared in despair.

He couldn't understand why Song Zhong had to make such a come-out and use the cost of life to pull himself into hell.

But he is not a night walker himself, and it is certain. At this moment, he has no idea how to distinguish, but can only refute subconsciously.

"I don't think you can see the coffin, don't weep, and act!"

Chen Tie snorted coldly, palm smoke, right in the middle of Xi Yangchun's chest.

"Large search!"

Xu Yi's eyes brightened.

But I saw Xi Yangchun's whole body surging like waves, with a bang, a broken starry sky halted, and a lot of resources scattered.

"Search me!"

Chen Tie hands loudly ordered that two men in black rushed forward and quickly checked the resources on the ground.

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