"I have something urgent. If you don't check it, I'll call master Chulong directly!"
Poetic charm is not a soft persimmon, cold voice.
There was a hum on the other end of the phone, but soon there was a crackling sound. After a while, he told the news of the seven star gate.
"Yanhuang department, it seems that the internal struggle is also very fierce!" Ning Xiaolei is curious.
"No, everyone wants to be appreciated by the top, so fighting is inevitable. Did you expect that, so you didn't add it?"
The rhyme of the poem shows a smile and looks at Ning Xiaolei with great interest.
Ning Xiaolei said with a smile, "some of them. Talk about the seven star gate."
"Well, the seven star gate is a martial arts school. It's not far from here in the Tianyun mountains. They don't have much strength. The sect leader is also an expert in the later stage of Huajing."
"The realm of martial arts practitioners is our great realm. What do you want to do with such a sect?"
He looks at Ning Xiaolei curiously.
Ning Xiaolei flashed a cool color in his eyes, took out his mobile phone, set up the navigation, and said, "they broke into my thunderstorm hall and took Uncle Zhang away. I want to come to ask for an explanation."
"Ah, how can it be? They have violated the regulations of the Yanhuang department. I will respond to them now." The rhyme of poetry breathes.
Ning Xiaolei shook his head: "no, Uncle Zhang is also a member of the Jianghu. They may have a grudge. I'll solve my own problems."
"Well, whatever you want, but I'll go to the seven star gate with you." Shiyun doesn't insist, but plans to act with Ning Xiaolei.
"Have you finished your task?" Ning Xiaolei was surprised and asked curiously.
Poetry shook his head: "the recent thing is the Wang building, the kind of evaporation out of thin air, where can I find it."
"Haha, that's right. It's no use doing meaningless things, so let's go!"
Ning Xiaolei grinned. As soon as he stepped on the gas, Bentley ran out.
Tianyun mountain range is located at the junction of Tiancheng and Lucheng, with continuous mountains and steep ups and downs.
In this mountain range, there are more than ten schools, big and small, one of which is the seven star gate.
Ning Xiaolei and Shiyun drive to the mountains. Ning Xiaolei takes the car into the refining pot.
"Storage bracelet?" Shiyun looks at Ning Xiaolei and asks dumbly.
To accommodate such a large car, the space for storage equipment must be at least ten square meters.
But the storage equipment with such a large space should be very rare. The storage equipment of Shiyun is only three square meters.
"Yes, my storage bracelet is more than ten square meters. What's the problem?" Ning Xiaolei is curious.
"No problem, I find you are the local tyrant!" Poetry is speechless.
Ning Xiaolei said with a bad smile: "does that poetic beauty like big local tyrants?"
"Why, do you want to conquer your sister with wealth?" The rhyme of the poem turns over.
"Well, if I want to, you have to be willing." Ning Xiaolei was embarrassed.
The poem rhyme turns a lip: "accept those two wenches in your family first, their affairs can't be solved, you still dare to move other thoughts, cut."
"Stop, stop, don't say this, where is the seven star gate?"
Ning Xiaolei wiped the cold sweat on his head and looked at the mountains in the distance.
Tianyun mountain range is not small. Even if he and Shiyun are practitioners, they can't visit it in a short time.
The poem rhymes: "the second peak of Tianyun mountain, tianduan peak, is where the seven star gate is."
"Well, then, let's go and meet them."
Ning Xiaolei nodded, the wind operation, rolled up a light gold whirlwind straight ahead.
When he looked at it just now, he had already judged which was tianduan peak.