Xu Yi really didn't know what to say. Although Gu Jianming helped him, he had something to ask for, but he couldn't help but be moved by thinking about himself in such a whole way.

He sighed, "I will remember my love for brother Gu in my heart!"

"It's so serious!"

Gu Jianming clasped his fists and said, "Go to Guang'an, Brother Yi, take care of me, go, it's a long night and dreams. I've already applauded the big cart, parked in front of the door, and get on the road now!"

Xu Yi nodded and turned into the door.

After half a stick of incense, in the vast night, two strong horses were pulling a large cart with thick mattresses and heading towards Guang'an City at lightning!

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At night, in the meeting hall of the White Horse Branch of the Black Dragon Hall, two rows of dozens of oil stoves were burning violently, illuminating the reliefs of the giant dragon on the dome, making the ghostly spirits.

On the bronze chair of the tiger lord in the middle, Jiang Shaochuan, the leader of the White Horse Branch, sat quietly, with his tiger eyes staring at the entrance of the hall. Since the Lord Dajiang received a notice, his only son, Jiang Dashen, was decapitated by a constable at the dock of Furong Town. Lord Jiang seemed to have lost the ability to act.

Duo Duo Duo,

Suddenly, a rapid sound of footsteps echoed in the hall, like a steel file scratching the copper skin.

The Wengai Zhengshi from the White Horse Branch rushed in quickly. Under the storm, the Zhengshi seemed to have just been taken out of a hot pot, sweating profusely, and his two rat whiskers were soaked.

Before he approached, the Criminal Master started howling in a hoarse voice, "Master, big things are not good, big things are not good, young master, young master..."

"I know, my son is dead!"

Jiang Shaochuan's voice seemed to have passed by a gutter, full of coldness and stinking.

"Master, the iron spirit was stolen by the young master, the iron spirit was stolen!"

The prisoner screamed in his throat.

"What! Say it again!"

Jiang Shaochuan was like a huge mantis. Hearing the sound, he suddenly bounced from his seat, jumped to the front of the executioner, and grabbed his neck.

"I, ahem, I said, ahem..."

The executioner's throat was pinched to death, so how could he speak?

When Jiang Shaochuan let go, he repeated the words just now.

boom!

Jiang Shaochuan was struck by lightning, shaped like a ghost. He crawled into the secret room. In a flash, he came out again, kicked over a stove, grabbed a big pass knife in the screen, and danced like a storm. In a flash, the brilliant conference hall of the White Horse Branch became a garbage dump.

After a long time, Jiang Shaochuan stopped his sword, his face was covered in ferociousness, and murmured, "Beast, beast, it's more than death, beast!"

"The Lord of the Hall, now is not the time to blame others. You have to find a way to regain the iron spirit and eliminate hidden dangers to the greatest extent. Otherwise, let the Lord of the Hall know that we have greed for such a treasure, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

The Criminal Master anxiously advised.

Jiang Shaochuan was shocked, and then he remembered that the biggest disaster had not yet disappeared.

This iron spirit was obtained by leading the White Horse Branch secretly robbing the Southeast Caravan several months ago. However, this Southeast Caravan was not an ordinary team, but was a convoy who was responsible for the tribute to the Wang Ting Dynasty by Guang'an Prefecture.

It was only when Jiang Shaochuan discovered the secret mission of the Southeast Caravan that he gathered his strength and lie in ambush on the Sky Eagle Cliff. After paying a heavy price, he finally ransacked the Southeast Caravan.

This iron spirit was picked out by the team led by the Criminal Master in a treasure box of the caravan. When he saw it, Jiang Shaochuan was shocked to be a divine object. According to the gang rules of the Heilong Hall, the lower-level branches robbed them and handed over to the superior hall for inventory and distribution according to the ratio.

The iron spirit is so magical that if you hand it over to the main hall, you will definitely go and never return. The Criminal Master obviously saw Jiang Shaochuan's intention and took his own initiative to kill the team involved in the excavation of the iron spirit.

With such an intimate and tactful as the Criminal Master, Jiang Shaochuan gave up the iron spirit half-heartedly.

But it is true that the iron spirit is a treasure, but the origin is not right and it is impossible to be stigmatized.

Jiang Shaochuan stored it in a secret room, and he dared to take it out and play with it when it was late at night.

How could I know that Master Jiang was so brave that he stole the iron spirit. What's even more, Master Jiang died irresponsibly outside.

At this moment, Jiang Shaochuan could not care about the life and death of Mr. Jiang, and his heart was filled with fear.

If the news of the birth of the Iron Spirit is leaked, he, Jiang, is doomed.

The Criminal Master knew what Jiang Shaochuan was anxious about and said, "The head of the hall was worried. I have found out clearly. At that time, there were many people on the dock, and they were all ordinary people. I heard that a white sword killed the constable, but no one looked at it carefully. The white sword was transformed by the iron spirit. The iron spirit was a treasure. If the constable was too fast, he would definitely keep his mouth shut. Therefore, we don't need to worry about the news of the iron spirit being born.

"The constable was newly recruited by the police yamen in Furong Town. My subordinates just got the news that this person rushed to Guang'an City. Obviously, this person had made a good response and was obviously afraid that we would attack the old and young people in Furong Town. But it's okay, he rushed to Guang'an, so we came to Ming directly with him and found a ring to hammer the person to death. It's all over the place! The most urgent thing is that we have to fly to Guang'an immediately to find out the place where that person is."

As the Criminal Master finished speaking, Jiang Shaochuan, who was covered in iron cold face, smiled sinisterly, "The most urgent thing? Hehe, I think the most urgent thing is to keep it confidential. The fewer people who know that the iron spirit exists, the better. It would be better that I only know." Before he finished speaking, Jiang Shaochuan stuck out his big hand, but when he heard the crackling sound, the Criminal Master's eyes saw his back.

As soon as he threw it away, the body of the charger was thrown into the nearby fire. In a flash, the smell of burnt came out with thick smoke.

Jiang Shaochuan stared at the bonfire and gritted his teeth, "No matter who it is, if you dare to steal the treasure I exchanged for with my life, I will want you to die a bad death!"

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In the early morning, the weather was gloomy and there was a strong wind. Although the doors and windows were closed, the red candle, which was about half an inch tall, was still swayed by the cold air floating in.

After serving Bo Mu, he drank the sub-medicine, threw a huge food box to Qiuwa's room, changed into a newly-purchased blue shirt, Xu Yi came to the main hall public room and sat quietly.

This is an ordinary small courtyard with office work in the front room, a backyard, a main house, a wing room, kitchen and bathroom. There are two rows of autumn banyan in the atrium, which are as tall as a cover, shaded and avoided the heat. It is very IKEA.

The police yamen in Furong Town rented this place for some years, and set up an office here to receive public officials from Furong Town to Guang'an Prefecture and receive official documents.

Xu Yi drank two cups of tea, went to the inn not far away, sent and received several official documents, locked the guest room on the left, left a note on the door, closed the door, and then quit.

He walked towards the bustling place, turned into a large yard, went straight into the largest winery, spent a ingot of silver, carried a jar of ten-year-old bamboo green, found out the location of Tiemaoer Lane, and walked forward.

Xu Yi did not take the chance to enter Guang'an. He knew very well that the Black Dragon Hall would not settle down, not for the damn young man in black clothes, but for the magical white iron gall, he would also have a bloody storm.
Chapter completed!