"Well!"
The man in black snorted with cold sweat. The next moment, the sword stabbed in his leg was pulled out and brought out a blood column. At the same time, his face turned white with pain due to the pull-out of the sword.
"I don't know!"
The man in black bit his teeth and said, "I'm only ordered to come and stare at you, and I don't know anything else."
"Is it?" Tang Ning seemed not to believe.
"Believe it or not!" The cold sweat, big as bean beads, slid down from the forehead of the man in black and dropped to the ground.
Downing looked at him and said, "in that case, you can come with me! Anyway, I'm going to find your city Lord. " As soon as the voice fell, he reached out and touched his acupoints. Then he was lifted up by the palm and took him to the city Lord's house.
The inn is not far away from the city Lord's house. In addition, after nightfall, the street in front of the city Lord's house is relatively quiet. When Tang Ning carries people through the night, no one can see it.
After entering the city Lord's house, she did not hide, but directly threw the man in black who had fainted to the ground, while she sat on the wall and watched the expanding guards and secret guards who quickly came out of the darkness.
"What man! Dare to break into the city Lord's house without permission
"The city Lord is so busy, if I don't come in the night, how can I see him?" The tender voice contains the aura of spiritual power, which spreads in the night, but also in the ears of the inner city Lord.
In the night, a middle-aged man in a black robe stepped out slowly. He held his hands and looked at the small figure sitting on the wall. His eyes flitted over his bald head and landed on his exquisite and excellent face.
"Where are you from, little monk? It's a capital crime to rush into the Lord's mansion at night! " His eyes with a sharp stare at the little monk, low voice contains the authority of the upper level spread.
Tang Ning smiles fearlessly. Sitting on the wall, she also gently kicks her feet hanging in the air. A group of leisurely colors: "I just send you a person back, and the city Lord doesn't look at it?"
From just now on, the city Lord saw the man in black who had been thrown on the ground. There was a dark light in his eyes, staring at the little monk, and he didn't speak.
"What does the Lord want to know? You can ask me directly and send someone to stare at me secretly. It's not like the style of a city Lord. " Tender voice spread out, between the words, with a trace of contempt.
The city master glanced at the small Heshang, and a deep and dignified voice came out: "take it down!"
"Yes The guard should, lift the breath forward to the little monk sitting on the wall.
Tang Ning chuckled, sitting on the wall, he did not dodge, but took the round bamboo in his hand. When he saw the guards that he had reached for her, he knocked and banged at them.
"Hiss!"
"Ah
The guard didn't expect that the little monk's skill was so fast that he didn't touch him. Instead, he was beaten by the bamboo in his hand, and the jumping figure fell down. For a time, it was a little embarrassed.
They are adults, but they can't get a little monk. Do the city Lord think they are too incompetent? Thinking of this, they bit their teeth and went up again.
Tang Ning's aura of spiritual power surges in his hand, and the round bamboo swings. A breath of dark strength is striking out with the visible radian of the naked eye, and the guards who carry the Qi forward are beaten to fly with one stick.
"Whew!"
"Ah
Several guards only felt a powerful force shot down on their bodies, and a trace of blood spilled from the corners of their mouths. Then they flew out. When they looked again, they saw the little monk standing up from the wall.