Jing Hao, the city god in Linjiang, has a dignified appearance, fair skin, long beard and chest, and a slender figure. He is a rare beauty.

Wearing a purple gold crown and a city god official uniform, he is very majestic.

As the saying goes, it has a similar smell.

Although Cui Chenghua became an official, he had a very good personality and temper. This King Jing was not a good person, and he was very easy-going.

"I am Zhang Ning, a native of Qidu, who was entrusted by King Cui to meet King Jing." Zhang Ning bowed.

Even though the person in front of him was a city god and a high-ranking official in the underworld. He was not like the relationship between Zhang Ning and Cui Chenghua, Zhang Ning was still neither humble nor arrogant, quite calm.

"I heard Cui Chenghua say that he has a nephew who is outstanding. Today I see it, it turns out to be similar to Zhu Yu. Let's sit down." Jing Hao sat in the hall and said with a smile. Then he said, "I have a close relationship with Cui Chenghua, so I asked you to call you Ning'er."

Zhang Ning thanked him and sat down, and heard the words and said, "I have met Uncle Jing."

"Hahaha." Jing Hao smiled with his beard and was very happy. Then, Jing Hao asked his maid to serve tea, of course it was also tea from the underworld, and people in the world could not drink it.

However, Jing Hao and Cui Chenghua had a close relationship. Knowing that Zhang Ning was gifted with extraordinary talent, he could even drink the imperial wine given by Yan Jun calmly. Of course, this tea from the underworld was not a problem.

Zhang Ning also picked up the teacup and tasted it a few sips. It tasted pretty good, and it should not be an ordinary tea. I felt refreshed after drinking it.

After tasting the tea, Jing Hao showed a sad face and said, "Since Ning'er is here, I know that I have suffered a defeat, right?"

"I know." Zhang Ning nodded.

"That's a ghost, and that night I ordered all the ghost soldiers and ghost soldiers, with tens of thousands of them. There were dozens of generals and dozens of generals and schoolmen. The aggressive generals not only did not win, but instead they were swallowed half of my troops by the ghost, causing my vitality to be severely damaged. It was both heartache and shameful to Yan Jun's trust."

Jing Hao sighed.

Then Jing Hao said again: "That ghost is amazing. I gave it a nickname called Red Refining Ghost King. This time, not only is you, you, my nephew, grandson, I also invited strange people from all over the world to hold an immortal gathering meeting to deal with the Red Refining Ghost. The people have not arrived yet, so my nephew, grandson, can stay in my mansion for a few days."

Zhang Ning nodded and bowed and said, "It's up to my uncle to arrange it." Zhang Ning immediately said, "But I came with Xu Qian, and I arranged for him to rest on a hill in Xiacheng County. I promised him to return soon, but he was worried, so he asked his uncle to send someone to inform him."

"Don't worry, Ning'er, I will send a general to inform you." Jing Hao nodded and agreed. Afterwards, Jing Hao arranged for the maid to serve Zhang Ning and stay there.

Wait for the fairy gathering meeting.

On the other hand, Jing Hao sent a general to inform Xu Qian. Zhang Ning walked quickly in the underworld and quickly, but in just one hour he rushed to the top of the mountain in Xiacheng County and left the underworld and descended to the world.

At this time, the night was dark, just right for ghosts to come out to play.

"What's going on?" Xu Qian, Chen Dian and the others were sitting cross-legged and resting, and suddenly felt a cold and trembled. When they opened their eyes, they suddenly saw a green-faced fanged ghost.

I was so scared that I counted down my hair.

"Is it the ghost in the city?" Xu Qian, Chen Dian and the others subconsciously thought in their hearts, and shouted in their hearts that my life is over.

The ghosts in the city were defeated by the City God. How many masters in the land lost their lives in the city? If the ghost really left the city, how could the two of them have the fate?

But at this time, the green-faced fanged ghost showed an ugly smile and bowed and asked, "Which one of them is Xu Qian?"

Something was strange. Xu Qian and Chen Dian calmed down. The two looked at each other. Xu Qian took a careful step forward and bowed and replied, "I am."

"The King of Linjiang City God Jing sent me to see you, saying that the young master was going to stay in the City God Palace for a few days so that you don't have to worry." said the green-faced fanged ghost.

"Without a job, um, the hero comes to pass the message." Xu Qian felt relieved and thanked him quickly. But because he saw a green-faced and fanged ghost in front of him, he didn't know what to call him, so he hesitated for a moment.

"You have to be polite when you have the responsibility." said Qingfangfang, and then said: "Since the words have been delivered, I will go back and report."

As he said that, the green-faced and fanged smeared into a cloud of blue smoke and disappeared without a trace.

Xu Qian and Chen Dian looked at each other for a long time, and they all felt like dreams.

This is really not bragging.

Zhang Ning went to the Yinsi to meet Linjiang City God, and was entertained. He had to stay in the City God Palace for a few days.

"It's really a strange person. I have to find a way to get his origin and make friends with him." Chen Dian was even more active.

On the other hand, Zhang Ning, led by a maid in the City God Palace, came to a small courtyard of the royal palace to sit down. The environment of the underworld was just like this. Although this courtyard was magnificent, it lacked vitality and looked extremely deserted.

The maid Nian Fang was young and cute, but her temperament was quite steady. After she took Zhang Ning to the courtyard, she led Zhang Ning into the bedroom.

Then Fushen said, "I will turn into a pine and cypress tree. If there is anything wrong with you, I will call me to the pine and cypress tree."

Zhang Ning nodded, and then the light voice disappeared. Zhang Ning left the bedroom and came to the courtyard. Sure enough, he saw a pine and cypress plant in the empty courtyard.

Although Zhang Ning went to and from the underworld many times, this was the first time he saw this, and he felt quite strange. But he quickly calmed down and returned to the bedroom bed to sit cross-legged and recuperate.

However, Zhang Ning soon heard a stir.

"Hey, the people living inside. This palace is really cold, come out and talk to me." A sensation sounded.

"Young Master Tianya, although you are also a distinguished guest of King Jing, it seems a bit inappropriate to disturb another distinguished guest so recklessly." Qingyin's voice rang out, and her tone was quite helpless.

"What kind of young master in Tianya, just call me Tianya prodigal son." Liuli's voice sounded again, and he asked loudly: "Hey, let's have a drink and chat?"

Although it was just a few short sentences, Zhang Ning already knew a rough idea. The person who came should be called Tianya Prodigal, and his real name was definitely.

Secondly, this prodigal son from Tianya is also a guest of Jing Hao and the person who participated in the Immortal Gathering Association.

Again, this person is a little familiar.

Zhang Ning has a quiet personality and will have a headache when facing such a person. However, he knows that if such a person ignores him, he may become worse.

That would never be peaceful.

Zhang Ning shook his head and got off the bed, opened the bedroom door and came outside the courtyard, and saw a young man who was stopped outside the courtyard by Qingyin.

This young man was wearing a white dress and a white paper fan with a toilet paper and ink painting. He had a handsome face, but his temperament was quite frivolous, not like a steady person.
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