Chapter 155： Paint and fight.

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Put away the sword spirit dragon.

After walking out of the ancestral hall, Zhu Minglang looked at the tower in the distance.

At the tower and the fascinating wall, even though people really want to know what happened in the ancestral hall, they couldn’t see clearly.

They only saw Zhu Minglang coming out of it, spotlessly clean.

However, Hao Shaocong, who had hid in the ancestral hall before, was silent.

Not long after, Zhao Xi, Xu Mao and others arrived here.

They also don't know where the news came from.

When they walked into the ancestral hall, their faces changed.

Because those banyan bees have stung Hao Shaocong so much!

Zhao Xi felt a little cold all over.

He didn't expect that Hao Shaocong would die so quickly, after all, they were chased by the banyan bee, and they didn't have a long time apart.

But Xu Mao of Zi Zonglin looked at the devilish purple dragon whose head was decapitated.

"This wish is eloquent, it is so bold and aggressive in broad daylight!" Zhao Xi exclaimed angrily.

"Hmph, a rat, he only dared to attack my junior while I was away. If I meet him, I will definitely demand his life!" Xu Mao said coldly.

"Brother Xu Mao, this Zhu Minglang is a malignant tumor. He doesn't even care about Zi Zonglin. He knows that Hao Shaocong is your big disciple, so he is still so cruel! "Zhao Xi said.

"Zhumen, haha, once upon a time, they were just like other forces. They were extremely arrogant when facing small forces. They knelt when facing us, Zi Zonglin. They really thought that there had been some changes in these years. Show off in front of us?" Xu Mao said disdainfully.

"Hao Shaocong is dead, let's see if the title deed to Young Dragon Valley can be obtained." Zhao Xi sighed.

"Well, my master specifically confessed to me." Xu Mao said.

Several people waited until the banyan bees were no longer so crazy before they dared to slowly touch under the banyan tree, and there was one more person in their team.

This person seemed to know how to hide, he climbed onto the banyan tree freely, but the banyan bee demons seemed to turn a blind eye to him.

After a long time.

The man who concealed God Fan jumped down from the tree and took down a brocade box.

The brocade box opened, but it was empty inside.

"The title deed, the title deed of Young Dragon Valley!" Xu Mao asked loudly.

His voice almost awakened the ficus bees again.

"Mostly someone took it away," said the sneaking mortal.

"Damn it, it must be the person who awakened the Banyan Bee before. The other party used us as the bait for Banyan Bee. Not only did they disperse us, they also took away the title deed to the Young Dragon Valley. This land deed is extremely valuable. You must get it!" Xu Mao flushed with anger.

"It must be Zhu Minglang, there are other people around him." Zhao Xi said with great certainty.

"Have you checked Zhu Minglang's details, why don't you know him at all if you want to deal with him!" Xu Mao said angrily.

"We have checked, but I wish Minglang has not been in the imperial capital for many years... We only know that he is often accompanied by a woman who has also participated in the power competition." Zhao Xi looked up at the tree trunk.

On the tree trunk, there was a trace of black ink. Zhao Xi stared for a while and suddenly realized, "I understand, it is her, that painter!"

"What painter?" Xu Mao frowned.

"It's a woman who entered the competition with Zhu Minglang. She is a god-fan painter. Although the displayed strength is difficult to judge, when we were attacked by the banyan bee before, it was an ink-painted dragon that crashed into the banyan tree! "Zhao Xi said very positively.

"Find them, find them for me!" Xu Mao said angrily.

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At the tower.

A referee drove the pterosaur and landed on the spacious part of the tower. Under his pterosaur's claws, there was an object wrapped in a large black cloth.

Haoyong ran out desperately, almost crying.

Untied the black cloth, it was Hao Shaocong lying inside, that face was swollen like a newly slaughtered pig.

"Your son was killed by the Banyan Demon Demon, please be sorry." The referee said flatly.

"Why can't you arrive earlier, why can't you save him? I told you, I told you clearly!" Hao Yong roared out of control.

"Master, life and death is up to your fate, the power ratio has changed to competition. If you are not mentally prepared for this, why not let your children stay at home and play in the dirt, why bother to come here to cry?" The referee, however, didn't show any face to Hao Yong, and pushed away the stubborn Hao Yong.

"You...you..." Hao Yong pointed at the coldly speaking referee, and didn't know how to respond for a long time.

"Brother Haoyong, the children of Zhumen are really rampant. I'm afraid that in a few years, the people of Zhumen will dare to ride on our heads of Zi Zonglin. This grudge, the old man will definitely help you, I will tell you now. Zi Zonglin's disciple, seeing Zhu Minglang, he must be abolished!" Nie Chong, the guardian, was also angry at this time.

Hao Shaocong is a disciple of their Zi Zonglin anyway.

He is also his young disciple of Nie Chong's protector.

Zhu Men didn't even give him this face.

Hugh, blame him for being rude!

Could it be that their Zi Zonglin would still be afraid that a little wish would fail.

In terms of background and strength, the ups and downs of the family family like Zhumen cannot be compared with the leader of Zonglin Zi Zonglin.

"Nie Hufa, Nie Hufa, you must call the shots for my son!" Hao Yong cried and said.

"Don't worry, even if this competition is over, I wish Minglang will be safe and sound, and I, Zi Zonglin, will not let it go!" Protector Nie Chong said fiercely.

"Hao Shaocong died of the Rongfeng Demon, why do you want to anger a disciple of Zhumen?" the middle-aged referee asked rhetorically.

Hao Yong and Nie Chong did not answer.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is what Zhu Minglang did, so why bother about how he died in the end!

Besides, Hao Shaocong must be miserable before his death!

"This referee is right. Even the competition will be blind, not to mention the competition related to the interests of the major forces, Haoyong brother, the sorrow and change... Nie Hufa, don’t be so irritable. I wanted to take my home. When Junior Brother Zhu Minglang went to your Zi Zong Lin to worship the mountain gate, he didn't know what role Xu Mao was." said a sword master from the Sword Sect of Yaoshan.

"I admit that he used to be very strong, but it is only a short-lived thing. In the past few years, you are not as good as the Mianshan Sword Sect. I heard that the female disciple of the Mianshan Sword Sect has defeated the heroes. , I wonder if your chief disciple of Yunzhonghe can compete with Wen Mengru?" Nie Chong sneered.

The sword master of the Sword Sect Yaoshan smiled and said, "Sorrow and change."

Nie Chong gritted his teeth with anger.

Hao Yong's face turned blue!

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Leaving the grass city.

Zhu Minglang, Nan Lingsha, and Qin Yang are heading towards the tomb of the Ninth Army.

"The son is not anxious, I am afraid that the Tomb of the Ninth Army will not show up in a short while, after all, it is the highlight of this competition and competition." Qin Yang said with certainty.

"Qin Yang, do you also know that Lichuan Dadi is in this organ city?" Zhu Minglang asked.

Qin Yang hesitated for a while, and finally nodded and said: "Master has confessed that the water in the imperial capital is too deep, and it has not been long before the son came back. It is difficult to explain to you in detail. But considering that the land of Lichuan does treat you Very important, so the master sent me over to guide you."

"That's good, since he already knows and is prepared, I'm relieved." Zhu Minglang nodded.

Thought Zhu Tianguan was kept in the dark.

It seems that Zhu Tianguan also has his own way, and he already knows who is deliberately targeting Zhumen.

"Well, you also know your master's temper. If you do encounter a crisis that cannot be resolved, he will definitely notify everyone in advance and leave the imperial capital as soon as possible. Since the master has not told you, it shows that he has his own arrangements." Qin Yang With a sigh of relief.

She also worried that Zhu Minglang would have resentment in her heart because of the concealment of this matter.

In fact, Zhu Tianguan only recently left Sichuan to sit in the authority and was arranged in the organ city by some people with ulterior motives.

He let Qin Yang enter this competition for the first time, just to guide Zhu Minglang to get the right to sit in Lichuan Dadi.

At the same time, Zhu Tianguan must also prepare for the follow-up of this incident. Some people despise Zhumen in this way, and even use such despicable and disgusting means to provoke Zhumen, indicating that there will be big moves. Zhu Tianguan has to prepare to deal with it. To think about how to return the color...

As for Zhu Minglang here.

It is a good thing that he can get the right to sit in Lichuan Dadi.

If Zhu Minglang can't get it, Zhu Tianguan will do everything possible to seize this thing from the major forces.

"Master let me choose when and when to tell you that the subordinates are worried that the son and the young lady will be confused because of this matter, so they temporarily conceal it." Qin Yang lowered his head and said in a salute posture.

The Tomb of the Ninth Army will not appear so early.

Qin Yang knew this, so he first directed Zhu Minglang to deal with Hao Shaocong before he went to the Tomb of the Ninth Army.

However, Qin Yang did not expect that Zhu Minglang had received this news from Hao Shaocong.

"It's okay. Compared with the things we have to deal with right now, the struggle between Zhumen and the major forces is a hundred times more complicated, and it is not easy to deal with it properly. On the contrary, it is because he, a widowed old man, has to spend money on the matter of leaving Sichuan. Don't worry." Zhu Minglang can also understand.

Zhumen is in a period of change, and the easier things seem to be, the more they will be held back by major forces.

It is a good thing for Zhu Minglang to be able to hold Lichuan Dadi's seat of authority in this organ city.

At least you can win it by your own ability!

"Swish~~~~~~~~~!!!"

Suddenly, a sound broke through the air, sounded from a rocky hill not far away.

The three raised their heads and looked, but saw a thick smoke accompanied by some flames, rising from the rocky hills...

Beacon fire bamboo tube!

Someone ignited a beacon bamboo tube!

This shows that the other party may have got some treasure and can’t wait to "certify"!

"Ahem, since the Tomb of the Ninth Army hasn't appeared yet, shall we stroll around?" Zhu Minglang raised his eyebrows and asked the two women for their opinions.

"The son decides." Qin Yang won't have any objections.

Nan Lingsha glanced at the rising beacon smoke, gently drew the ink pen from the air, a slight smile appeared on her face, and said: "I hope to be the strongest of God."

Zhu Minglang seldom sees the smile on the face of the painter whose heart is still like water, but it is a pity that the face is blocked by Yan Sha and can only be understood from the corner of her eye.

Zhu Minglang also found out.

The artist's sister-in-law seems to be particularly interested in two things.

Paint.

fight!