Longevity

After Ning Zhenzhen said this, she didn't believe it.

But this is indeed the words read from the middle-aged man's heart.

As far as the middle-aged man thought, there was not a single disciple of the Kunshan Holy Sect in Shenjing, only himself.

Ni Zhao said solemnly, "Ning Sicheng?"

Ning Zhenzhen looked at the middle-aged man: "Do you think this is possible? You are the only one lurking in the entire Kunshan Holy Cult in Shenjing? There are dozens of Kunshan Holy Cult disciples who died in the hands of the imperial court these days!"

The middle-aged man showed a trace of sneer and teasing, and said nothing.

Ning Zhenzhen's slender eyebrows were slightly raised, and she said in surprise, "They are all fake?"

The middle-aged man frowned.

Now he has finally discovered the mystery, that this beautiful woman can actually read her own thoughts.

Ning Zhenzhen turned to look at Ni Zhao.

Ni Zhao shook his head: "Impossible."

The other two worshipers also shook their heads.

Sima Xun and the others also shook their heads, thinking it was impossible.

This is just talking nonsense with one's eyes open, how could so many disciples of the Holy Sect of Kunshan be fake!

But then a trace of doubt emerged.

Because these disciples of the Kunshan Holy Sect committed suicide as soon as they were recognized, without saying a word.

People had no doubts before, but together with these doubts, they found that there was no way to be sure that they were really disciples of the Holy Sect of Mount Kun. Could they be disciples of other sects?

"Only you are a true disciple, and the others are outside disciples?" Ning Zhenzhen said, "Or are they not disciples of the Holy Cult of Mount Kun, but just fake the name of disciples of the Holy Cult of Mount Kun?"

She has deep eyes.

The middle-aged man felt that his mind was about to be sucked in, and he couldn't help but turn his eyes away.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "It seems that the name of the disciple of the Kunshan Holy Sect is faked, and the reputation of the Kunshan Holy Sect is ruined..."

She shook her head and smiled and said, "Since it is to ruin the reputation of the Holy Sect of Mount Kun, why did you sneak into Lord Zhou's mansion?...to protect Lord Zhou?"

With a smile on her beautiful face, everyone was dazzled.

Ning Zhenzhen shook his head with a smile: "You said it was to protect Lord Zhou secretly. What was it to guard against? ... Or is it that Lord Zhou is also a disciple of the Holy Sect of Mount Kun?"

The smile on her beautiful face slowly faded, and she said thoughtfully, "Master Zhou is also a disciple of the Holy Sect of Kunshan?"

The middle-aged man's eyes tried to wander around, not to touch Ning Zhenzhen's clear and bright eyes, and not to look at Ning Zhenzhen's soul-catching eyes.

I want to avoid Ning Zhenzhen from reading in this way.

But to no avail, the thoughts were still clearly seen by her.

A sense of powerlessness rose in his heart, followed by anger.

But as soon as the anger came together, a coolness suddenly came into my mind, like a basin of cold water pouring down on the head, all the anger was quenched at once.

If you can't get angry, you can't activate the secret technique.

He suddenly became calm, but it was the effect of the Qingxin mantra, so he couldn't help but feel calm.

No fear, no sorrow, no joy, no anger, no worries, just looked at Ning Zhenzhen lightly.

Ning Zhenzhen shook his head and said, "Master Zhou cannot be a disciple of the Holy Sect of Mount Kun."

He smiled lightly, the corners of his mouth slightly sarcastic.

"Really..." Ning Zhenzhen looked at Ni Zhao.

The faces of Ni Zhao and the three were solemn.

Lord Zhou is Zhou Jigang, Minister of the Ministry of Works, and a dignified second-rank officer.

Even the boss of their foreign company is only a genuine second-class.

In the officialdom, the first-level official crushed people to death. This matter must be reported to Sizheng, they have no right to decide.

They just don't believe it.

How could the dignified minister of the Ministry of Industry be a disciple of the Holy Sect of Mount Kun?

Ni Zhao looked around.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "Don't worry about Ni worship, they will be tight-lipped."

Her clear eyes swept the crowd.

Sima Xun clasped their fists in awe while everyone busy.

The gesture will definitely be tight-lipped and never spread the word. They understand the basic rules.

Ni Zhao snorted: "If this matter spreads out and causes any disturbance, we will all be unlucky, and none of us will be able to escape!"

Huang Yufeng said: "Don't worry about Ni worship, we all know it, and we will never talk nonsense."

Ning Zhenzhen said indifferently: "After today, everyone is not allowed to drink after they are on duty, and are not allowed to go to those wind and moon fields."

"Yes!" The crowd responded in a deep voice.

Ni Zhao showed a smile: "It seems that Ning Sicheng is well-mannered, which is rare."

Originally, I thought that these heroes of various sects would be disgusted and dissatisfied with a woman leading them.

Especially since she is such a petite and beautiful young woman.

But now it seems that he wants to go wrong.

This Ning Zhenzhen actually tamed these momentary heroes to be submissive. He is really capable, and he deserves to be the first young person in Mingyue An.

Ning Zhenzhen shook his head: "Everyone respects the position of Si Cheng, not me, Ni Eng, report this matter directly to Si Zheng, or should I confirm it again?"

"Ning Sicheng, it is up to Sizheng to decide whether to confirm or not to confirm such a major event. We can't make up our minds without authorization. We are only responsible for asking him clearly." Ni Zhao said.

"Yes, I have been taught." Ning Zhenzhen said.

In fact, she knew what to do, but she still had to ask Ni Zhao, when Zang Zhuo was hiding, she knew everything, how could she show the other person's importance?

Sima Xun and the others shook their heads secretly, seeing that she was hiding, how shrewd and decisive she is usually, how could she not know what to do, thanks to this Ni Eng feeling good about herself.

Ni Zhao looked at the middle-aged man: "This man's words are really topsy-turvy, there is no way to figure it out."

"Maybe this is the purpose of the Kunshan Holy Sect." Ning Zhenzhen said: "What he knows may not be true."

"Hey!" Ni Zhao rubbed his eyebrows: "It's really a big trouble!"

Ning Zhenzhen looked at the middle-aged man: "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man's eyes flickered slightly.

Ning Zhenzhen nodded lightly: "It turned out to be Song Chaoyin, the Divine Sword of the Mountains. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Duanyue Divine Sword..." Sima Xun and the others chewed and thought back carefully.

In the end, he shook his head helplessly.

I really haven't heard of this name. Could it be that I'm really ignorant and not as knowledgeable as Si Cheng?

Ning Zhenzhen turned his head to look at them: "Duanyue Divine Sword became famous thirty years ago, it's no wonder you haven't heard of it, Zeng Jian slashes Zijingshan's three swords. The skills of the martial arts are absolutely amazing, the swordsmanship is amazing, and no one can match the martial arts heroes within a few hundred miles, but they act viciously and destroy people at every turn."

The muscles on Song Chaoyin's face trembled slightly.

He never imagined that after 30 years of incognito, someone would still remember his name and his battle to become famous.

He originally hated Ning Zhen really deeply, but at this time it was a bit complicated.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "I have heard the seniors of the division say that the battle of the seniors of Song can be regarded as a classic, especially the combined attack of the three intellectuals should be a model."

A faint smile appeared on Song Chaoyin's face.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "I just didn't expect that Senior Song turned out to be a disciple of the Holy Sect of Mount Kun. Presumably he didn't join the Holy Sect of Kunshan halfway. He was originally a disciple of the Holy Sect of Kunshan, and he entered the Three Mountains Sword Sect at a young age, right?"

Song Chaoyin's expression changed slightly.

The original smile faded away.

Ning Zhenzhen nodded lightly: "I really don't know how many disciples of the Kunshan Holy Sect have joined various sects."

To be able to join these sects unknowingly, the most important thing is to be innocent and have no mistakes in family background.

Whenever recruiting disciples, any sect is cautious and cautious.

One's background is extremely important, like those orphans, it is difficult to really enter the high-level sect.

First of all, it depends on whether you are innocent, who your parents are, where you live, and what you do for a living.

This is only the first layer.

The second layer is to investigate the behavior of the parents, how they drink beer in the surrounding area, and how their temperament is.

If parents have a bad reputation, they are often not recruited.

One is to damage the reputation of the sect.

More importantly, he is not optimistic about his son's future.

The dragon gives birth to the dragon and the phoenix gives birth to the phoenix, and the son of the mouse will make a hole.

Although it is not absolute, the sect will not bet on special cases, and often the character of the parents will be passed on to the children.

The poor character of the disciple often damages the sect or even devours the sect.

But the Kunshan Holy Religion can actually hide from the various sects and make it a disciple, which is not just a little bit of a problem.

None of the sects are vegetarians, so of course they will be on guard against someone sneaking into the sect, especially if their opponents use this method.

Therefore, the precautions are extremely strict, and people with ulterior motives are almost difficult to mix in.

Ning Zhenzhen asked: "Senior Song's parents are your real parents? ... Oh? It's true."

She said strangely: "Could it be that your parents are also disciples of the Holy Sect of Mount Kunshan?...Yes!"

Ning Zhenzhen looked at Ni Zhao.

The faces of Ni Zhao and the three slowly became solemn.

This Song Chaoyin's previous answer was indeed a bit confusing, confusing, and even nonsense. Ning Zhenzhen directly put aside these dizzying questions and turned to digging into his life experience. The problems exposed were shocking. .

This Ning Zhenzhen really deserves to be the number one young man in Mingyue Nunnery. She has a sharp mind and can be regarded as a top expert in interrogation. It seems that she can join the important interrogation of the foreign minister in the future.

Ning Zhenzhen continued: "If your parents are also disciples of the Holy Sect of Mount Kun, do you have to live in that village all the time? As far as I know, according to the general sect review, the disciple's family must live for at least 30 years, that is, Two generations are here, and your grandparents also live here...Are they also disciples of the Holy Sect of Mount Kun?...Yes!"

Fakong's voice suddenly sounded in Ning Zhenzhen's ears: "Junior sister, be careful of the assassin, leave him alone, protect yourself!"

Fa Kong saw the fate of Song Chaoyin through Tianyantong, and after a while, assassins would attack.

Ning Zhenzhen's face changed slightly, and suddenly said solemnly: "Three worshippers, be careful to assassinate."

The three of Ni Zhao reacted very quickly. As soon as they heard the word assassination, they immediately flashed, forming a horn-like trend, their backs turned towards Song Chaoyin, and the qi had been activated, ready to act at any time.

"Ugh!" A white shadow shot from the wall, creating an afterimage in the air.

Ning Zhen really reacted the fastest, as soon as the jade palm was lifted, it was about to come.

Even if you don't block it, you can stop it and create opportunities for Ni Zhao and the others.

Fa Kong suddenly appeared beside her, grabbed her slender waist and moved sideways, avoiding the white shadow.

"Bang!" Bai Ying made a muffled sound as soon as he approached~www.wuxiaspot.com~ exploded into a cloud of blood.

Ni Zhao's three hearts were alarmed, but it was too late, the blood mist spread ten feet in an instant, and the speed was too fast, far surpassing their movement skills.

"Ah!" The three of them screamed.

When the blood mist entered the body, it felt like the sulfuric acid of the previous life was poured on the face, and the pain was unbearable.

The screaming is just a natural reaction, and it cannot be suppressed.

As soon as Ning Zhenzhen's willow waist was embraced, the jade hand turned over and was about to pat it, but he smelled the breath of Fa Kong, and spread out the palm of Taisu.

They were able to avoid the blood fog.

Sima Xun and the others were not so lucky.

When they saw the white shadow appear, they immediately rushed forward, ready to help block, but the momentum of the advance was too strong to retreat in time, and the blood mist covered them.

Some stick to the chest, some stick to the face, some stick to the elbow, but the pain is the same, the pain is unbearable, and I can't help screaming.

Song Chaoyin was the worst.

He has been deprived of martial arts, has been sealed, and cannot move.

When the blood mist shrouded, the three of Ni Zhao couldn't help but dodge, and they forgot to protect him, and the blood mist fell firmly around him.

He almost fainted from the pain.

Just at this moment, a basin of cold water was poured down, which kept him awake and dispelled the darkness formed by the pain.

Another nectar fell, and the body entered the hot spring from the extreme cold, and the feeling of drunkenness rose spontaneously.

Fakong cast a rejuvenation spell, covering the entire courtyard.

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