"Brother Ling."

Yang Ye was very happy to see Ling Yun.

"Brother Yang, I wonder what you want from me?"

Ling Yun asked.

Yang Ye looked solemn: "Brother Ling, actually this time, I am conveying news for someone else. The governor of Guang'an, Mr. Jiang Anqing, wants to make an appointment with you."

The Mongol Empire was divided into thirty-six provinces.

The military and political head of each province is the "governor".

Hearing this, Ling Yun couldn't help but frown: "Brother Yang, could you have leaked my information?"

In order to save Yang Ye, he killed the Wu Sheng Cult demigod in front of Yang Ye, which naturally gave Yang Ye a certain understanding of his strength.

But he never wants to reveal his strength.

In that case, he can easily get into trouble and affect his stable life.

As soon as he frowned, Yang Ye felt tremendous pressure and said hurriedly: "Brother Ling, please don't misunderstand me. I have never leaked any information about you.

But you also know that I am a bad person in Dameng and have some connections with the government.

Not long ago, Mr. Jiang met me and felt that I was a bad person and should have certain connections, so he asked me to contact some martial arts experts for him, saying that he wanted people to work for him, and promised generous rewards.

More importantly, I know that Mr. Jiang has meteorite liquid, and Brother Ling, you seem to have a great demand for meteorite liquid, so I came to you.

But don’t worry, so far, I haven’t revealed any information about you to the Ice Palace Master. I just wanted to tell you about this matter and let you decide on your own.”

Ling Yun's expression suddenly softened, and then his eyes shone brightly.

Now Qin Yi's frequency of obtaining star liquid is getting lower and lower.

He really needs to find new channels.

But the Lord of the Ice Palace actually had star liquid, so he was naturally moved.

"Brother Yang, do you know why Mr. Jiang is looking for a strong martial artist?"

Ling Yun said.

"I don't know the specifics, but I guess it's probably related to the Inanimate Cult."

Yang Ye said: "After all, the biggest thing that happened in Guang'an Province recently is the rebellion of the Wusheng Cult. Lord Jiang must be thinking of ways to quell this chaos."

Ling Yun thought secretly.

Yang Ye is a master in his own right.

It is impossible for Jiang Anqing not to know this.

But he asked Yang Ye to look for martial arts experts, which showed that he felt that Yang Ye's strength was still not enough.

It can be seen from this that the troubles Jiang Anqing wants to solve and the strength requirements must have exceeded those of the top supreme ones.

This kind of thing will definitely cause trouble.

But he couldn't give up this opportunity to obtain the star liquid just because he was afraid of trouble.

"Forget it, let's go meet Jiang Anqing first and see the situation before making a decision."

Ling Yun made a decision quickly and asked Yang Ye to reply to Jiang Anqing.

Yang Ye had a smile on his face after hearing this.

In his opinion, Ling Yun's strength is absolutely sufficient.

If even Ling Yun couldn't solve Jiang Anqing's problem, then it would be impossible for anyone else to do it.

And he was helping Ling Yun.

He did not seek to repay Ling Yun's kindness, he only wanted to do his best to help Ling Yun as much as he could.

Immediately, Yang Ye replied to Jiang Anqing, and then the two sides met Jiang Anqing the next day.

The next day.

Yang Ye and Ling Yun came to Shajiang City, the provincial capital of Guang'an Province.

In the provincial hall, Ling Yun met Jiang Anqing.

As soon as he saw Jiang Anqing, Ling Yun knew that this man had extraordinary martial arts skills and was a demigod master.

No wonder the other party's requirements are so high.

Besides Jiang Anqing, there was another man with white eyebrows in the hall.

The latter is also a demigod master.

"Yang Ye, could this little friend be the master you want to introduce to me?"

Jiang Anqing looked at Ling Yun curiously.

Yang Ye admired his good friend very much, but he didn't expect that the other person would be so young.

"Master Jiang, I can only compare to Brother Ling's strength. He is an absolute strong man."

Yang Ye said.

Despite what he said, Jiang Anqing and the white-browed man beside him obviously still had doubts.

After all, it was impossible for them to believe whatever Yang Ye said.

"Young man, I wonder which sect or family you come from?"

The white-browed man spoke at this time: "I know a little bit about the Immortality Cult and the masters from all the top worlds in Mongolia, but I have never heard of your information, little friend."

"A small sect, not worth mentioning."

Ling Yun said calmly.

"In this case, it is best for you, my dear friend, not to get involved in Mr. Jiang's affairs. This is something that ordinary people cannot afford to get involved with.

"The white-browed man chuckled.

"Born does not determine strength. Are all small sects weak?"

Ling Yun said.

"Young man, it seems that you are very confident in your own strength?"

The white-browed man's eyes turned cold.

He held a folding fan in his hand.

While speaking, his fingers were already moving slightly, ready to open the folding fan and launch an attack on Ling Yun.

He planned to subdue Ling Yun with one move and let the latter know the difference in strength between the two, how high the sky was and how thick the earth was.

But as soon as he moved his fingers and the folding fan was halfway opened, Ling Yun on the opposite side disappeared.

Almost at the same time, one hand slapped the half-open folding fan.

The folding fan was immediately restarted and closed.

Not only that.

The terrifying power was transmitted to the palm of the white-browed man through the folding fan.

He felt a sharp pain in his palms, and the bones in his fingers were cracked.

This made him unable to hold the folding fan anymore, and the folding fan flew out of his hand and inserted directly into the beam behind him, almost penetrating the beam.

"Sir, you must hold this folding fan firmly, otherwise it will be bad if you hurt yourself."

Ling Yun said coldly.

This white-browed man actually relied on his old age in front of him. He would never be used to this kind of person.

In terms of true soul age, the other person is just a little kid in front of him.

"You..." The white-browed man looked at Ling Yun in horror.

Although it was only one blow, it already made him realize the terrifying strength of Ling Yun.

"As expected of Brother Ling."

Yang Ye felt extremely proud.

This white-browed man is a famous expert in Dameng, a semi-god-level existence.

Now, people like this don't even have a chance to make a move in front of Ling Yun.

But now is the right time for him to appear.

He immediately said: "Brother Ling, this is the head of the Cheng Xu clan of the Cheng family. I think he has no ill intentions."

Anyway, it was Cheng Xu who suffered the loss. He came out to make peace, and Cheng Xu was the only one who had to swallow his anger.

Cheng Xu really didn't dare to take Qiao anymore, so he quickly borrowed Po Xia's donkey and said: "Master Ling is so skilled, Cheng is willing to be defeated!"

"I thought that Patriarch Cheng was unhappy with me and wanted to give me a blow."
To be continued...