Leng Jun Ao took off her black helmet and gloves, drew a shallow curve on her lips, and gently pinched her face. Her hoarse voice was half joking and half serious: "Xi''er, don''t worry! It''s going to be all right. "


    Looking at the back of the man walking away, Zhao Wanxi is still in a state of uneasiness and uneasiness.


    The gate of the general''s mansion was open. As soon as Leng junao got to the gate, the soldiers led the way. Along the corridor, the floating windows carved with green tiles and beams carved with double eaves were magnificent.


    In the spacious and luxurious Piantang, there is a faint air of cold and gloomy. Leng junao enters the door, and Ning Shun and Mu Si are stopped by the soldiers guarding outside.


    "General Xu has orders. No one is allowed to enter except Wuji Lord."


    The atmosphere is really unusual. The four eyes of Ning Shun''s Twilight shrink.


    Leng junao raised his hand and said, "you are waiting outside. General Xu must have something important to discuss with you."


    Ning shunmu was solemn and respectful. He bowed to both sides of the door and waited here.


    Leng junao strides steadily into the side hall. Quietly, he hears a strange sound coming from the inner hall behind the purple jade screen. He follows the direction of the sound.


    When Zhao passed the purple jade screen, he saw a silver helmeted General Xu Shu sitting on the carved red sandalwood chair.


    The next second, the wind roared, a few silvery white light across the sky, killing all around, pressing.


    Leng junao flicks the sleeve of the robe, and a little bright red comes out. Against the background of his black robe, it is as charming and treacherous as the blood demon flower.


    Several sneakers fell down and their wrists were all injured, but they were only skin injuries. It''s not difficult to see that Leng junao was merciful.


    General Xu Shu, sitting on the red sandalwood chair, his eyes darkened for a moment, and his big palm holding the teacup was slightly stiff. Although he had heard that the skill of the Supreme Master was unfathomable, what he saw with his own eyes was far beyond his expectation.


    The soldiers who attacked Leng junao secretly just now were all the best in the barracks. They thought they could do dozens of moves at least, but they didn''t even touch the clothes of the Supreme Lord, so they were all defeated.


    Pa Pa!


    Xu Shu clapped his hands and called out: "good skill!"


    Leng Jun''s low voice was calm and could not hear a trace of emotion: "what does general Xu mean?"


    "Ming people don''t talk in secret. The only son of our general disappeared yesterday after he took over the Wuji Lord''s party from the gate of the city! I heard that Xiao''er was disrespectful to the Lord at the gate of the city yesterday and had a quarrel... "


    Xu Shu''s words didn''t finish, but the implication was very clear. Xu Luyang disappeared, and General Xu Shu suspected that he was the Supreme Lord!


    "Xu Shao is missing?"


    Leng Jun''s thin lips pressed tightly and paused for a few seconds: "General Xu''s only son is missing. What''s the matter with you? This time I came to Nanyang City, I was given a holy order. How could I attack Xu Shao because of a few words? What''s more, since I entered the city yesterday, I went to the general''s house for dinner, and I didn''t leave until dark. "


    Xu Shuying''s eyebrows were locked, and her tone was still alert: "my general''s son is missing, so far there is no news. How can Wuji Lord let me believe you?"


    In the face of Xu Shu''s aggressive momentum, Leng junao is still calm and calm, and his low voice seems to be casual