"But they are different from you. One of them is a young lady from the Duke's Mansion, a descendant of Yuxing Island, and the other is the son of a champion general. No one dares to take away their opportunity.

But you are different."

Lu Jing's spiritual thoughts flowed into Wei Jingzhe's mind. Wei Jingzhe's eyes were full of trust. He glanced at Lu Jing and said, "I still have Mr. to protect me."

Although Wei Jingzhe said this, he carefully pulled up his sleeves to completely cover the mark. It was obvious that he had listened to Lu Jing's advice.

When Lu Jing heard Wei Jingzhe's words, he was slightly startled, then nodded: "I will protect you."

"It's just that Taixuanjing is home to the most powerful people in the world. Sometimes in the dead of night, I get scared. After all, if you have to walk fast and your pace is inconsistent with everyone else, there will always be someone watching you secretly."

"However, many things cannot be avoided by being afraid. Even if I take off the wind and rain from my waist today, abolish my own cultivation, hide in the empty mountain alley, and ignore everything related to me in Taixuan Jing, I will still

There will be people who want me dead."

The gentleman in white had a smile on his face and spoke softly. There was a hint of helplessness in his tone, but there was no fear when he spoke.

Wei Jingzhe bid farewell to Lu Jing for a long time until he left the street, then stopped to salute Lu Jing and say goodbye.

Lu Jing took a few steps forward, then suddenly stopped and looked at a restaurant next to the street.

In that restaurant, a man with long hair disheveled and a tattoo on his neck was drinking and eating meat.

He held a pot of flower carvings in one hand and a whole roasted chicken in the other. While he was drinking wine and eating meat, he didn't forget to watch the scene from a distance.

A divine thought also entered Lu Jing's mind at this time.

At this time, it was in the busy city. It was too early for Lu Jing to see the sky, and Qing Yue had not come back from the library yet. He was also a little curious, so he walked into the restaurant.

He stood opposite the skinny middle-aged man with disheveled hair.

"Mr. Lu Jing, we meet again."

The middle-aged man put down the roast chicken in his hand and wanted to pour wine for Lu Jing. He reached out and stopped again.

"Xiaoer, let's have another pot of Huadiao."

He shouted loudly, then smiled at Lu Jing and said, "Scholars are always very particular. I drink and eat meat too much, so it would be bad for me to pour wine for you."

Of course Lu Jing had seen this man before, twice.

I saw him both times in the Jingyin Mansion Prison.

"To be honest, sir, Toutuo came here today specifically to wait for you here."

When the Huadiao wine was served, the Tutuo grinned, showing his yellow teeth, and continued to pour the wine for Lu Jing.

"The Jingyin Mansion Prison is just like Your Excellency's house. You can enter when you want and leave when you want. This is unusual."

Lu Jing looked at the skinny middle-aged man in front of him who called himself Toutuo.

The skinny middle-aged man turned his head and looked at the pedestrians coming and going on the street, many of whom were still riding horses.

"Sir, with his status, he should have a mount. I heard that for some unknown reason, he got Li Guanlong's golden dragon.

The golden dragon had an extraordinary origin. After it emerged, some people from Dao Zong even went to surrender, but because of the Shaozhu Kingdom, they returned without success.

Now that my husband has obtained the golden dragon, he can transform her into a horse. Riding this golden dragon will actually be more majestic than riding an ordinary dragon."

When Lu Jing heard Toutuo's words, he couldn't help but frown, but he didn't answer, and just drank a glass of wine.

The camel raised his brows slightly, and his expression suddenly dropped: "I made a bet with someone, and it seems I'm going to lose."

Lu Jing didn't understand what he meant.

The skinny Toutuo said: "As a mount, the alien golden dragon is naturally majestic and capable of hitting Li Guanlong hard in the face.

I thought that your husband would definitely be like this, so I made a bet with others, but I didn’t expect that your husband seemed unwilling.”

"On the contrary, the gentleman who made the bet with me said that Mr. Jin's surrender was due to the murderous feud between Li Guanlong and Jin Jiao. It was the price that Li Guanlong had to pay, and it was also the price that Jin Jiao had to pay for killing him.

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However, Mr. Wang has been united in knowledge and action these days. Even if he is an enemy, everyone does his best to use his own cultivation and means to determine victory or defeat. This is Mr. Li's way. Li Guanlong has never used tricks to harm Mr. Wang's relatives.

Knowing clearly that there was some connection between Li Guanlong and the golden dragon, he still turned the golden dragon into a mount. Not only did it not help him at all, but it was just an insult to others, and he was put down.

That person told me that Mr. Lu Jing would not be so cruel."

Lu Jing was a little surprised.

The Toutuo's tone became more solemn, and he said: "Furthermore, the gentleman told me that I have a firm heart, but I am not a soft-hearted person. If there is a chance one day, I will avenge my death and will never show mercy."

"I wonder who that adult is?" Lu Jing couldn't help but ask.

But the skinny Toutuo smiled and shook his head: "Sir, if a person like you comes to our place, he will definitely realize his wish."

Lu Jing listened quietly.

But the skinny Toutuo leaned forward and asked: "Sir, did you know that there is a Zen staff in the Great Leiyin Temple, which can go up to seven or eight stars in the sky, and down into the Baigui Mountain!"

"Now that Zen staff is in the hands of General Butian of Pingping Township. The world is in chaos, but there are still people who dare to participate in the grand ceremony. Sir, why don't you take a look at the scenery of Pingping Township?"

When this Tutu spoke, there was a hint of fanaticism on his skinny face, and his tone was full of reverence.

Butian...General?

ps: Thanks to the leader of Otaku Peak Book Club, the author is very grateful.

I will update at about 12 noon tomorrow. My headache is gone and my body pain is relieved. However, I coughed for almost two seconds and my lungs were about to be coughed out. I recommend that brothers who are sick prepare ambroxol in advance. I can no longer buy it here.
Chapter completed!