Chapter 4277 rain painting in Nangong

Xuanguo, Qilian Mountains.

The zongmen of Duobao Pavilion is located here. On several mountains, they are all pieces of buildings.

This is the place where people in the government want to visit. They have to say hello to Duobao Pavilion in advance. Ordinary people don't want to enter here.

A middle-aged warrior ran to the foot of the mountain in fear. When the warrior guarding the mountain saw him, he said with a smile:

"Wu Laosan, you ran so scared, but what enemies did you meet? We've come to Duobao pavilion? "

"Manager Tao was caught!"

"Let's get out of the way. I'll report this to the hall leader quickly!" Wu said

"Manager Tao? Oh, it's the one. Who caught him? Does anyone dare to deal with the shopkeeper of our Duobao pavilion

The mountain guarding disciples were slightly shocked and looked at each other with a curious look in their eyes.

Duobao Pavilion is divided into outer hall and inner hall.

The outer hall is in charge of the industries that make money all over the place, and can become a shopkeeper. They are basically the top ten martial arts masters in physical environment, and they are very proficient in business.

There are not many such talents out there.

The inner hall is the core of Duobao Pavilion. The martial artists in the inner hall will not show up in the city well to do business. The only thing they do is to practice martial arts every day and learn fighting skills.

If there is peace in the world, they will stay in the inner hall and rarely go out. Most of the dobao pavilions seen by the outside world belong to the outer hall.

"The people of Ning family in Yanqing city! Don't talk to you! "

With a snort, Wu Laosan crossed the group of mountain guarding disciples and hurried up the mountain.

Not long ago, he came to the entrance of the outer hall. When he got here, Wu's pace slowed down a lot unconsciously.

Everyone knows that sun Qilong, the leader of the outer hall, is like a businessman, but his martial arts cultivation is very high. He is already in the middle of the stillbirth period. He is also famous for his red devil's hand in the Jianghu!

The most important thing is that sun Qilong's temper is not very good, but when he is angry, he will not let people know. He will only use some Yin moves behind his back, so the martial artists in the outer hall are very afraid of sun Qilong.

"Wu Laosan, why don't you go back to Duobao pavilion with manager Tao?"

In the open mouth, an old man looked at Wu Laosan lightly and said.

"Deacon Chen, before

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during a period of time, manager Tao went to Taosha city to take over the zuoqiu business firm left by zuoqiu people, and drove away the Ning family leader and others in Ningfu of Yanqing city.

Who would have thought that they had brought a very strong martial arts man Little boy, at present, the warrior of Duobao Pavilion died and escaped. Manager Tao was caught alive... "

Wu Laosan hurriedly said, "I'm smart. I haven't been left behind by them. As soon as I escape from Taosha City, I'll rush back to zongmen to report this."

"Oh? Yanqing city? I remember that the three families in this city, Ning, Huang and Lin, all had only seven martial arts in their physical body. They found a child and beat you to pieces. Even the shopkeeper lost you? "

The old man smiled, and his eyes gradually became Stern: "when I arrived here, I didn't tell the truth? Do you want me to send you to law enforcement? "

"Deacon Chen, I'm telling the truth. If there's a half empty word, I'd like to be struck by the sky!"

Wu Laosan was stunned, then immediately clapped his heart and swore, looking excited.

The old man, known as deacon Chen, frowned a little: "you say they found a child, how strong is that guy's cultivation?"

"It's very strong. It must be stillbirth. Otherwise, he can't kill more than ten martial artists in Duobao Pavilion in an instant. Even manager Tao can't support him. I'm shocked to see this behind the scenes!"

Wu laosandao.

"Children? Fetal life? I really don't know if I should believe what you said. Well, wait here. I'll pass it on to the Lord and see what he can do about it. "

Deacon Chen frowned.

Then he turned and left.

At this time, the nearby passersby dared to approach Wu Laosan and asked about the whole story.

After half a sound.

This group of martial artists showed their disbelief.

"Wu Laosan, you say that the child is no more than five years old? Even if he began to practice martial arts in his mother's womb, he could not be promoted to the fetal resting place. "

"Are you wrong? I know some people are not tall by nature. Maybe they are short?"

"I'm absolutely right. I'm a five or six-year-old kid. His martial arts cultivation is extremely terrible. If you are sent to Taosha city this time, you will see it with your own eyes!"

Wu third concluded.

He has great confidence in his eyesight.

Half a sound.

Deacon Chen came slowly, followed by an expressionless young man.

Behind the young man was a long knife, shining in the sun.

"Nangong senior brother!"

When they saw the young people, they clapped their fists and saluted each other. There was a flash of surprise in their eyes. Did sun Qilong really believe Wu Laosan's words, and even find a Wuchi in the inner hall?

Nangong Huayu, in the early stage of stillbirth, is a famous figure in the younger generation of the inner hall. Although its status is not comparable to that of sun Qilong, everyone knows that in a few decades, Nangong Huayu will become a real power figure in Duobao Pavilion. At that time, sun Qilong was afraid to die of old age.

So they are very respectful to Nangong painting rain!

"Nangong martial nephew, please go to Taosha city with Wu Laosan this time."

Deacon Chen drew rain to Nangong and said with a smile.

He is also in the early stage of stillbirth, so he doesn't have to be as respectful as the rest of us, but he doesn't dare to rely too much on the old to sell the old!

"I'm just passing by Taosha City, please do me a favor."

Nangong painted a light path of rain. After saying that, he looked at Wu Laosan and said, "do you think there is a five or six-year-old strong martial artist in Taosha city?"

"Yes..."

Wu Laosan felt that the eyes of Nangong painting rain had a strong sense of oppression and hurriedly lowered his head.

"Whether you are wrong or you are lying to me, at least I have a little interest. Lead the way ahead. I will go to Taosha city with you."

Nangong painted a light rain road.

"Chen, Deacon Chen, shouldn't we send more people?"

Wu Laosan was a little surprised and hurriedly looked at deacon Chen.

Joking, the other side is likely to be in the early stage of stillbirth. If only Nangong Huayu goes to Duobao Pavilion alone, he is not sure.

"You can have Nangong martial nephew alone, but you can send some people to the Nanjing mansion of Yanqing city to post a worship note, saying that we will visit soon."

Deacon Chen said with a smile.

"Do you think it's not enough for me to go alone?"

Nangong draws rain and looks at Wu Laosan lightly.

Wu Laosan felt a sense of killing from his words, and hurriedly said: "Nangong elder martial brother, don't misunderstand. Let's go to Taosha city!"

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