An Zheng looked at the words next to the portrait: "Nineteen Demons? Who is this?"
An Zheng nodded: "Then I'll take the black gun away first and wait until I get back."
Chang Huan shook his head: "No..."
Chang Huan said: "Since that person has escaped, there is no point in staying in the library. If you want to leave, just leave."
Sang Ju said: "No matter why, I'm very happy. She must have a reason not to tell me if she doesn't tell me. That's her secret, so it's okay not to tell me. Everyone has secrets that they can't tell. "
She asked: "Is there anyone or something that Ding Shengxia can't let go of? If there is, he will definitely appear again. He is the only clue."
"The latest magic weapons passed down from later generations are all from thousands of years ago, and they are extremely rare. But the black gun you brought back is obviously not from thousands of years ago. It is only a few hundred years old at most. So this proves that people who practice magic are not extinct yet, and the Nineteen Demons really exist."
Shan Ye lay quietly on An Zheng's shoulder. After a while, An Zheng noticed that in Shan Rou's eyes when he looked at Sang Rou's back, the stars began to flow again. This surprised An Zheng for a while. Master Shan had never had his eyes change when he saw a person before.
An Zheng asked: "Can I take this black spear away? The martial arts school seems to know more about people who practice magic. They want to see this black spear now, and they are very concerned about it."
Lao Huo seemed to be lost in memories: "I was still young at that time, and it was also the period when I was the most useless. Everyone thought that I would not be able to become a weapon, and I would definitely not be able to become a weapon maker in the future. So instead, they said something He didn’t shy away from me. I remember there was a guest at home again, and my father seemed to mention this name when he was talking to the guest. "
After saying that, Huo Tangtang walked away directly, leaving Chang Huan behind.
An Zheng was silent for a while and said, "Come into the courtyard with me. It's not convenient to talk here."
An Zheng took Shan Ye and Heiqian back to see Song Qiaosheng, who was still searching in Stone City. But it was nothing more than ruins, and when An Zheng and Ding Shengxia dueled, the energy of the technique had already dissipated.
Before he could finish his words, Huo Tangtang stopped him: "Do you know that person? Do you know how to deal with him? You don't know, after Sang Yuan died, no one in the martial arts academy has settled that incident better than me. , you know better than me how to deal with that person. Were you there when that person sneaked into the martial arts academy and broke into the third floor of the library to steal the purple-grade skills? "
An Zheng said: "It seems that she doesn't want others to know about this... It is precisely because she is Zhuge Chouyun's disciple that King Yan will pardon her."
"I still vaguely remember that he mentioned the magic weapon and this name, but I didn't care at the time and couldn't remember it at all. Later, I saw this name again while browsing this ancient book, so I became curious. Forgot I once heard a legend that the Nineteen Demons are the masters of weapon making among the demon clan."
An Zheng was a little disappointed and had to return home.
Sang Rou said sadly: "Xiao Dingdong was taken away by the people from the Punishment Department. I begged outside the Punishment Department for a long time, but the people from the Punishment Department didn't let me go in to have a look. I only have one friend, Xiao Dingdong, and I don't want her to die. ... An Zheng, I know that you have many friends, and Mr. Chen Zaiyan, the Minister of War, also values you very much. Can you help me beg for mercy? "
After saying that, Huo Tangtang walked away directly, leaving Chang Huan behind.
An Zheng walked up to her and asked. Sang Rou was obviously startled. It was obvious that she was so preoccupied that she didn't even notice that An Zheng was next to her. She looked at An Zheng, her face turned pale, and suddenly she knelt down: "Please An Zheng, help me save little Dingdong!"
Although Master Shan had not grown much in size at this time, the stars in his eyes seemed to be even brighter. It is only when it is interested in something that the stars in its eyes will flow. Normally, the eyes are not so magical.
She asked An Zheng: "I ask you to help me investigate my grandfather's death..."
An Zheng shook his head: "You have no enemies... Your grandfather's death was actually voluntary."
Lao Huo said: "I didn't care at all at that time. The so-called demons and the so-called magic weapons were just myths and stories in my opinion at the time. Later, after I saw real magic weapons, I learned about a group of people practicing magic skills. It’s true. But many, many years ago, all the people who practiced magic were dead.”
Song Qiaosheng was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Chang Huan was worried about Huo Tangtang.
An Zheng returned to the yard and asked everyone in the sect to go out to help. He also told the tenants that this month's rent would not be collected. Almost the entire street of houses has been bought by An Zheng. Of course, An Zheng had his own plans to buy these houses.
Over at the Wuyuan, when Song Qiaosheng handed the black spear to Chang Huan, Chang Huan's face turned ugly: "It seems that he has escaped. After so many years of guarding against him, something went wrong after all."
An Zheng looked at the words next to the portrait: "Nineteen Demons? Who is this?"
An Zheng shook his head: "You have no enemies... Your grandfather's death was actually voluntary."
Lao Huo seemed to be lost in memories: "I was still young at that time, and it was also the period when I was the most useless. Everyone thought that I would not be able to become a weapon, and I would definitely not be able to become a weapon maker in the future. So instead, they said something He didn’t shy away from me. I remember there was a guest at home again, and my father seemed to mention this name when he was talking to the guest. "
"The latest magic weapons passed down from later generations are all from thousands of years ago, and they are extremely rare. But the black gun you brought back is obviously not from thousands of years ago. It is only a few hundred years old at most. So this proves that people who practice magic are not extinct yet, and the Nineteen Demons really exist."
Lao Huo said: "I didn't care at all at that time. The so-called demons and the so-called magic weapons were just myths and stories in my opinion at the time. Later, after I saw real magic weapons, I learned about a group of people practicing magic skills. It’s true. But many, many years ago, all the people who practiced magic were dead.”
An Zheng hummed: "Really, not only Ding Ningdong can't do it, but her brother Ding Wanqiu can't do it either. However, the Ministry of Punishment still has to go through the formalities. King Yan will pardon these two people soon, so don't worry. "
Chang Huan was choked and speechless.
An Zheng was silent for a while and said, "Come into the courtyard with me. It's not convenient to talk here."
Could it be that Sang Rou was carrying some treasure that could attract Master Shan's attention
An Zheng couldn't help but ask: "This ancient book is more than a hundred years old, and there is no way to find out how old it is. But what is certain is that if the Nineteen Demons were alive to this day, they would be hundreds of years old at best. "
Chang Huan said: "Since that person has escaped, there is no point in staying in the library. If you want to leave, just leave."
Chang Huan shook his head: "I'm not worried that she can't teach An Zheng. What I'm worried about is... Ding Shengxia won't be the only one who comes back. Maybe that person will come back too."
Chang Huan's expression suddenly changed: "That won't work. An Zheng's importance now is self-evident. Ding Shengxia will definitely come back to find An Zheng..."
Sang Rou seemed a lot more relaxed: "You don't know, Xiao Dingdong actually lives a very hard life. Her father doesn't regard her as a daughter at all, and beats and scolds her when he doesn't like her. Why is there such a thing in this world that favors sons over daughters? Thoughts? Xiao Dingdong has never experienced the love of his parents. It would be too unfair to be implicated because of his parents. "
An Zheng said: "I know it may be difficult for you to accept this, but I am almost certain that it is the case. Your grandfather's death may be related to the disputes in the court. He used his own death to set up a trap. It was to overthrow the Queen Mother, but this round was lost... Don’t tell anyone about this, otherwise you will be in too much danger.”
Lao Huo shook his head: "Not necessarily, the inheritance of the demon clan is very evil. If the disciple inherits the title of master, then the nineteen demons may not really be that old."
Sang Rou seemed a lot more relaxed: "You don't know, Xiao Dingdong actually lives a very hard life. Her father doesn't regard her as a daughter at all, and beats and scolds her when he doesn't like her. Why is there such a thing in this world that favors sons over daughters? Thoughts? Xiao Dingdong has never experienced the love of his parents. It would be too unfair to be implicated because of his parents. "
Shan Ye meowed, then climbed down along An Zheng's arm, smelled the smell of the black gun with his nose, and there was something akin to disgust in his eyes. After a moment, it crawled into An Zheng's arms and seemed to have completely lost interest in the black spear.
Song Qiaosheng smiled: "Vice Dean, you have no other choice but to believe in her. She is indeed the most suitable person, and she will not let you down. It is really no wonder that person fled the library. . Who would have thought that that person would actually use Ding Shengxia as a cover."
Song Qiaosheng muttered this to himself. When An Zheng asked, he just shook his head and refused to say anything. Then he returned to the martial arts academy with the black gun, seemingly forgetting about An Zheng.
"Why don't you go in?"
An Zheng asked: "Can I take this black spear away? The martial arts school seems to know more about people who practice magic. They want to see this black spear now, and they are very concerned about it."
An Zheng was silent for a while and said, "Come into the courtyard with me. It's not convenient to talk here."
An Zheng said: "I know it may be difficult for you to accept this, but I am almost certain that it is the case. Your grandfather's death may be related to the disputes in the court. He used his own death to set up a trap. It was to overthrow the Queen Mother, but this round was lost... Don’t tell anyone about this, otherwise you will be in too much danger.”
Lao Huo said: "Take it away, this thing is useless and has no value."
An Zheng said: "It seems that she doesn't want others to know about this... It is precisely because she is Zhuge Chouyun's disciple that King Yan will pardon her."
"What did you say!"
As soon as he entered the interface, he saw Sang Rou standing under the big tree on the roadside from a distance, looking towards the gate of Tianqi Sect from time to time, as if hesitating for something.
After saying that, Huo Tangtang walked away directly, leaving Chang Huan behind.
"What did you say!"
Sang Rou grabbed An Zheng's clothes and her eyes widened.
An Zheng nodded: "Then I'll take the black gun away first and wait until I get back."
Huo Tangtang reached out and took the black gun over and looked at it: "This is a defective product, or something that was damaged in the first place. So it can be inferred that the man's power has not been restored yet, and he can't create anything now. We still have time and must do our best to track down Ding Shengxia’s whereabouts.”
After saying that, he turned around and walked out, his back looking so lonely.
Over at the Wuyuan, when Song Qiaosheng handed the black spear to Chang Huan, Chang Huan's face turned ugly: "It seems that he has escaped. After so many years of guarding against him, something went wrong after all."
Huo Tangtang reached out and took the black gun over and looked at it: "This is a defective product, or something that was damaged in the first place. So it can be inferred that the man's power has not been restored yet, and he can't create anything now. We still have time and must do our best to track down Ding Shengxia’s whereabouts.”
Chang Huan: "Okay."
An Zheng found a piece of cloth, wrapped the black gun, and left Tianqi Sect with it. Not far after he walked out, Mao'er Shanye caught up from behind, jumped on An Zheng's shoulder, and stared at the black gun.
Song Qiaosheng muttered this to himself. When An Zheng asked, he just shook his head and refused to say anything. Then he returned to the martial arts academy with the black gun, seemingly forgetting about An Zheng.
An Zheng finally came to his senses, supported Sang Rou and said, "This matter is not as serious as you think. I have already received the news that Ding Ningdong will not be involved in his father's case."
Over at the Wuyuan, when Song Qiaosheng handed the black spear to Chang Huan, Chang Huan's face turned ugly: "It seems that he has escaped. After so many years of guarding against him, something went wrong after all."
Lao Huo said: "I didn't care at all at that time. The so-called demons and the so-called magic weapons were just myths and stories in my opinion at the time. Later, after I saw real magic weapons, I learned about a group of people practicing magic skills. It’s true. But many, many years ago, all the people who practiced magic were dead.”
"It's really loose. Maybe he took the opportunity to escape."
An Zheng frowned slightly: "Master Shan, do you recognize this thing?"
Shan Ye meowed, then climbed down along An Zheng's arm, smelled the smell of the black gun with his nose, and there was something akin to disgust in his eyes. After a moment, it crawled into An Zheng's arms and seemed to have completely lost interest in the black spear.
"I still vaguely remember that he mentioned the magic weapon and this name, but I didn't care at the time and couldn't remember it at all. Later, I saw this name again while browsing this ancient book, so I became curious. Forgot I once heard a legend that the Nineteen Demons are the masters of weapon making among the demon clan."
"One more thing."
As soon as he entered the interface, he saw Sang Rou standing under the big tree on the roadside from a distance, looking towards the gate of Tianqi Sect from time to time, as if hesitating for something.
Lao Huo said: "Take it away, this thing is useless and has no value."
Although Master Shan had not grown much in size at this time, the stars in his eyes seemed to be even brighter. It is only when it is interested in something that the stars in its eyes will flow. Normally, the eyes are not so magical.
Huo Tangtang looked into Chang Huan's eyes and said word by word: "I will only accept one disciple... From today on, An Zheng belongs to me."
Shan Ye meowed, then climbed down along An Zheng's arm, smelled the smell of the black gun with his nose, and there was something akin to disgust in his eyes. After a moment, it crawled into An Zheng's arms and seemed to have completely lost interest in the black spear.
Seeing An Zheng return, Song Qiaosheng hurriedly came to greet him. Taking the black gun over and looking at it, Song Qiaosheng's face became ugly, even uglier than Lao Huo's.
After saying that, he turned around and walked out, his back looking so lonely.
Chang Huan shook his head: "I'm not worried that she can't teach An Zheng. What I'm worried about is... Ding Shengxia won't be the only one who comes back. Maybe that person will come back too."
Shan Ye lay quietly on An Zheng's shoulder. After a while, An Zheng noticed that in Shan Rou's eyes when he looked at Sang Rou's back, the stars began to flow again. This surprised An Zheng for a while. Master Shan had never had his eyes change when he saw a person before.
An Zheng found a piece of cloth, wrapped the black gun, and left Tianqi Sect with it. Not far after he walked out, Mao'er Shanye caught up from behind, jumped on An Zheng's shoulder, and stared at the black gun.
Shan Ye meowed, then climbed down along An Zheng's arm, smelled the smell of the black gun with his nose, and there was something akin to disgust in his eyes. After a moment, it crawled into An Zheng's arms and seemed to have completely lost interest in the black spear.
An Zheng frowned slightly: "Master Shan, do you recognize this thing?"
Huo Tangtang said: "Do you think I can't teach An Zheng well?"
Sang Ju said: "I'm not a child anymore. If you have anything to do, just tell me directly. My parents are people who live in peace with the world, so I have to avenge my grandfather's revenge."
Chang Huan sighed: "She hasn't left the library for seven years. She reads quietly every day. But who would have thought that seven years can't change a person. She is still the same, with no change at all."
Lao Huo said: "Take it away, this thing is useless and has no value."
An Zheng took Shan Ye and Heiqian back to see Song Qiaosheng, who was still searching in Stone City. But it was nothing more than ruins, and when An Zheng and Ding Shengxia dueled, the energy of the technique had already dissipated.
Huo Tangtang said: "Starting from today, I will go back to the martial arts academy to teach."
Shan Ye lay quietly on An Zheng's shoulder. After a while, An Zheng noticed that in Shan Rou's eyes when he looked at Sang Rou's back, the stars began to flow again. This surprised An Zheng for a while. Master Shan had never had his eyes change when he saw a person before.
"It's really loose. Maybe he took the opportunity to escape."
"ah?"
Huo Tangtang reached out and took the black gun over and looked at it: "This is a defective product, or something that was damaged in the first place. So it can be inferred that the man's power has not been restored yet, and he can't create anything now. We still have time and must do our best to track down Ding Shengxia’s whereabouts.”
Seeing An Zheng return, Song Qiaosheng hurriedly came to greet him. Taking the black gun over and looking at it, Song Qiaosheng's face became ugly, even uglier than Lao Huo's.
Although Master Shan had not grown much in size at this time, the stars in his eyes seemed to be even brighter. It is only when it is interested in something that the stars in its eyes will flow. Normally, the eyes are not so magical.
"Why don't you go in?"
Song Qiaosheng smiled: "Vice Dean, you have no other choice but to believe in her. She is indeed the most suitable person, and she will not let you down. It is really no wonder that person fled the library. . Who would have thought that that person would actually use Ding Shengxia as a cover."
She asked: "Is there anyone or something that Ding Shengxia can't let go of? If there is, he will definitely appear again. He is the only clue."
Huo Tangtang said: "Starting from today, I will go back to the martial arts academy to teach."
"It's really loose. Maybe he took the opportunity to escape."
An Zheng walked to the gate and Sang Rou was already out of sight. The street is still recovering, and the shops smashed by Ding Shengxia's people have not yet been repaired.
After saying that, Huo Tangtang walked away directly, leaving Chang Huan behind.
Song Qiaosheng muttered this to himself. When An Zheng asked, he just shook his head and refused to say anything. Then he returned to the martial arts academy with the black gun, seemingly forgetting about An Zheng.
Before he could finish his words, Huo Tangtang stopped him: "Do you know that person? Do you know how to deal with him? You don't know, after Sang Yuan died, no one in the martial arts academy has settled that incident better than me. , you know better than me how to deal with that person. Were you there when that person sneaked into the martial arts academy and broke into the third floor of the library to steal the purple-grade skills? "
Sang Rou grabbed An Zheng's clothes and her eyes widened.
An Zheng was a little disappointed and had to return home.
Shan Ye meowed, then climbed down along An Zheng's arm, smelled the smell of the black gun with his nose, and there was something akin to disgust in his eyes. After a moment, it crawled into An Zheng's arms and seemed to have completely lost interest in the black spear.
An Zheng watched Sang Rou leave, and for a moment he didn't know how to comfort her. He was not a person who was good at communicating with girls, but he just felt that Sangrou was too pitiful.
Chang Huan said: "Since that person has escaped, there is no point in staying in the library. If you want to leave, just leave."
Chang Huan sighed: "What else can there be, it can only be An Zheng. His hatred for An Zheng cannot be resolved. Ding Shengxia is always a villain who must take revenge, and now his family has been destroyed. So as long as he As long as I live, I will definitely look for An Zheng again."
Chang Huan was choked and speechless.
"It's really loose. Maybe he took the opportunity to escape."
Chang Huan said: "Since that person has escaped, there is no point in staying in the library. If you want to leave, just leave."
As soon as he entered the interface, he saw Sang Rou standing under the big tree on the roadside from a distance, looking towards the gate of Tianqi Sect from time to time, as if hesitating for something.
Chang Huan shook his head: "No..."
She asked An Zheng: "I ask you to help me investigate my grandfather's death..."
Chang Huan was choked and speechless.
"One more thing."
Lao Huo said: "Take it away, this thing is useless and has no value."
Before he could finish his words, Huo Tangtang stopped him: "Do you know that person? Do you know how to deal with him? You don't know, after Sang Yuan died, no one in the martial arts academy has settled that incident better than me. , you know better than me how to deal with that person. Were you there when that person sneaked into the martial arts academy and broke into the third floor of the library to steal the purple-grade skills? "
"Why don't you go in?"
She asked: "Is there anyone or something that Ding Shengxia can't let go of? If there is, he will definitely appear again. He is the only clue."
Song Qiaosheng was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Chang Huan was worried about Huo Tangtang.
Huo Tangtang said: "Then let's settle it. After An Zheng comes to the martial arts academy, let him come to me directly."
She asked An Zheng: "I ask you to help me investigate my grandfather's death..."
An Zheng walked to the gate and Sang Rou was already out of sight. The street is still recovering, and the shops smashed by Ding Shengxia's people have not yet been repaired.
Chang Huan shook his head: "No..."
An Zheng walked up to her and asked. Sang Rou was obviously startled. It was obvious that she was so preoccupied that she didn't even notice that An Zheng was next to her. She looked at An Zheng, her face turned pale, and suddenly she knelt down: "Please An Zheng, help me save little Dingdong!"
Huo Tangtang said: "So, from today on, An Zheng belongs to me."
"Why don't you go in?"
Song Qiaosheng smiled: "Vice Dean, you have no other choice but to believe in her. She is indeed the most suitable person, and she will not let you down. It is really no wonder that person fled the library. . Who would have thought that that person would actually use Ding Shengxia as a cover."
Huo Tangtang said: "Then let's settle it. After An Zheng comes to the martial arts academy, let him come to me directly."
She asked An Zheng: "I ask you to help me investigate my grandfather's death..."
An Zheng quickly stretched out his hand to help Sang Rou up: "What's going on?"
Sang Rou said sadly: "Xiao Dingdong was taken away by the people from the Punishment Department. I begged outside the Punishment Department for a long time, but the people from the Punishment Department didn't let me go in to have a look. I only have one friend, Xiao Dingdong, and I don't want her to die. ... An Zheng, I know that you have many friends, and Mr. Chen Zaiyan, the Minister of War, also values you very much. Can you help me beg for mercy? "
Before he could finish his words, Huo Tangtang stopped him: "Do you know that person? Do you know how to deal with him? You don't know, after Sang Yuan died, no one in the martial arts academy has settled that incident better than me. , you know better than me how to deal with that person. Were you there when that person sneaked into the martial arts academy and broke into the third floor of the library to steal the purple-grade skills? "
An Zheng hummed: "Really, not only Ding Ningdong can't do it, but her brother Ding Wanqiu can't do it either. However, the Ministry of Punishment still has to go through the formalities. King Yan will pardon these two people soon, so don't worry. "
Chang Huan sighed: "What else can there be, it can only be An Zheng. His hatred for An Zheng cannot be resolved. Ding Shengxia is always a villain who must take revenge, and now his family has been destroyed. So as long as he As long as I live, I will definitely look for An Zheng again."
Lao Huo seemed to be lost in memories: "I was still young at that time, and it was also the period when I was the most useless. Everyone thought that I would not be able to become a weapon, and I would definitely not be able to become a weapon maker in the future. So instead, they said something He didn’t shy away from me. I remember there was a guest at home again, and my father seemed to mention this name when he was talking to the guest. "
Lao Huo said: "I didn't care at all at that time. The so-called demons and the so-called magic weapons were just myths and stories in my opinion at the time. Later, after I saw real magic weapons, I learned about a group of people practicing magic skills. It’s true. But many, many years ago, all the people who practiced magic were dead.”
An Zheng asked: "Can I take this black spear away? The martial arts school seems to know more about people who practice magic. They want to see this black spear now, and they are very concerned about it."
Sang Rou said sadly: "Xiao Dingdong was taken away by the people from the Punishment Department. I begged outside the Punishment Department for a long time, but the people from the Punishment Department didn't let me go in to have a look. I only have one friend, Xiao Dingdong, and I don't want her to die. ... An Zheng, I know that you have many friends, and Mr. Chen Zaiyan, the Minister of War, also values you very much. Can you help me beg for mercy? "
Chang Huan sighed: "She hasn't left the library for seven years. She reads quietly every day. But who would have thought that seven years can't change a person. She is still the same, with no change at all."
She asked An Zheng: "I ask you to help me investigate my grandfather's death..."
An Zheng finally came to his senses, supported Sang Rou and said, "This matter is not as serious as you think. I have already received the news that Ding Ningdong will not be involved in his father's case."
An Zheng took Shan Ye and Heiqian back to see Song Qiaosheng, who was still searching in Stone City. But it was nothing more than ruins, and when An Zheng and Ding Shengxia dueled, the energy of the technique had already dissipated.
Lao Huo shook his head: "Not necessarily, the inheritance of the demon clan is very evil. If the disciple inherits the title of master, then the nineteen demons may not really be that old."
Chang Huan sighed: "What else can there be, it can only be An Zheng. His hatred for An Zheng cannot be resolved. Ding Shengxia is always a villain who must take revenge, and now his family has been destroyed. So as long as he As long as I live, I will definitely look for An Zheng again."
An Zheng nodded: "Then I'll take the black gun away first and wait until I get back."
Huo Tangtang said: "Starting from today, I will go back to the martial arts academy to teach."
Song Qiaosheng muttered this to himself. When An Zheng asked, he just shook his head and refused to say anything. Then he returned to the martial arts academy with the black gun, seemingly forgetting about An Zheng.
Chang Huan: "Okay."
Lao Huo seemed to be lost in memories: "I was still young at that time, and it was also the period when I was the most useless. Everyone thought that I would not be able to become a weapon, and I would definitely not be able to become a weapon maker in the future. So instead, they said something He didn’t shy away from me. I remember there was a guest at home again, and my father seemed to mention this name when he was talking to the guest. "
Sang Rou's face lit up: "Are you telling the truth?"
An Zheng found a piece of cloth, wrapped the black gun, and left Tianqi Sect with it. Not far after he walked out, Mao'er Shanye caught up from behind, jumped on An Zheng's shoulder, and stared at the black gun.
Huo Tangtang said: "Starting from today, I will go back to the martial arts academy to teach."
An Zheng watched Sang Rou leave, and for a moment he didn't know how to comfort her. He was not a person who was good at communicating with girls, but he just felt that Sangrou was too pitiful.
An Zheng hummed: "Really, not only Ding Ningdong can't do it, but her brother Ding Wanqiu can't do it either. However, the Ministry of Punishment still has to go through the formalities. King Yan will pardon these two people soon, so don't worry. "
Shan Ye lay quietly on An Zheng's shoulder. After a while, An Zheng noticed that in Shan Rou's eyes when he looked at Sang Rou's back, the stars began to flow again. This surprised An Zheng for a while. Master Shan had never had his eyes change when he saw a person before.
Shan Ye meowed, then climbed down along An Zheng's arm, smelled the smell of the black gun with his nose, and there was something akin to disgust in his eyes. After a moment, it crawled into An Zheng's arms and seemed to have completely lost interest in the black spear.
An Zheng couldn't help but ask: "This ancient book is more than a hundred years old, and there is no way to find out how old it is. But what is certain is that if the Nineteen Demons were alive to this day, they would be hundreds of years old at best. "
Chang Huan was choked and speechless.
She asked: "Is there anyone or something that Ding Shengxia can't let go of? If there is, he will definitely appear again. He is the only clue."
Sang Rou seemed a lot more relaxed: "You don't know, Xiao Dingdong actually lives a very hard life. Her father doesn't regard her as a daughter at all, and beats and scolds her when he doesn't like her. Why is there such a thing in this world that favors sons over daughters? Thoughts? Xiao Dingdong has never experienced the love of his parents. It would be too unfair to be implicated because of his parents. "
Huo Tangtang looked into Chang Huan's eyes and said word by word: "I will only accept one disciple... From today on, An Zheng belongs to me."
Lao Huo said: "Take it away, this thing is useless and has no value."
An Zheng looked around and saw that no one was around, then lowered his voice and said, "Xiao Dingdong is a disciple of the imperial physician Zhuge Chouyun. Do you know this?"
An Zheng couldn't help but ask: "This ancient book is more than a hundred years old, and there is no way to find out how old it is. But what is certain is that if the Nineteen Demons were alive to this day, they would be hundreds of years old at best. "
When An Zheng thought of this, he suddenly remembered something. Sang Rou had a piece of holy fish scale, and he forgot to ask her if she was willing to sell it to him. That piece of holy fish scale is a relic of Dean Sang. If Sang Rou is not willing, An Zheng will never make any plans.
Sang Ju said: "No matter why, I'm very happy. She must have a reason not to tell me if she doesn't tell me. That's her secret, so it's okay not to tell me. Everyone has secrets that they can't tell. "
She asked An Zheng: "I ask you to help me investigate my grandfather's death..."
Over at the Wuyuan, when Song Qiaosheng handed the black spear to Chang Huan, Chang Huan's face turned ugly: "It seems that he has escaped. After so many years of guarding against him, something went wrong after all."
An Zheng couldn't help but ask: "This ancient book is more than a hundred years old, and there is no way to find out how old it is. But what is certain is that if the Nineteen Demons were alive to this day, they would be hundreds of years old at best. "
An Zheng couldn't help but ask: "This ancient book is more than a hundred years old, and there is no way to find out how old it is. But what is certain is that if the Nineteen Demons were alive to this day, they would be hundreds of years old at best. "
An Zheng frowned slightly: "Master Shan, do you recognize this thing?"
"ah?"
Over at the Wuyuan, when Song Qiaosheng handed the black spear to Chang Huan, Chang Huan's face turned ugly: "It seems that he has escaped. After so many years of guarding against him, something went wrong after all."
Over at the Wuyuan, when Song Qiaosheng handed the black spear to Chang Huan, Chang Huan's face turned ugly: "It seems that he has escaped. After so many years of guarding against him, something went wrong after all."
Sang Rou's hands fell down weakly from An Zheng's body: "No matter what... thank you. But I won't believe that my grandfather will commit suicide. He loves me so much that he can't bear to leave me!"
Huo Tangtang looked into Chang Huan's eyes and said word by word: "I will only accept one disciple... From today on, An Zheng belongs to me."
Lao Huo shook his head: "Not necessarily, the inheritance of the demon clan is very evil. If the disciple inherits the title of master, then the nineteen demons may not really be that old."
An Zheng finally came to his senses, supported Sang Rou and said, "This matter is not as serious as you think. I have already received the news that Ding Ningdong will not be involved in his father's case."
Huo Tangtang said: "So, from today on, An Zheng belongs to me."
"Why don't you go in?"
Sang Rou was obviously stunned for a moment: "No... I don't know."
An Zheng walked up to her and asked. Sang Rou was obviously startled. It was obvious that she was so preoccupied that she didn't even notice that An Zheng was next to her. She looked at An Zheng, her face turned pale, and suddenly she knelt down: "Please An Zheng, help me save little Dingdong!"
"One more thing."
An Zheng was a little disappointed and had to return home.
An Zheng walked up to her and asked. Sang Rou was obviously startled. It was obvious that she was so preoccupied that she didn't even notice that An Zheng was next to her. She looked at An Zheng, her face turned pale, and suddenly she knelt down: "Please An Zheng, help me save little Dingdong!"
Seeing An Zheng return, Song Qiaosheng hurriedly came to greet him. Taking the black gun over and looking at it, Song Qiaosheng's face became ugly, even uglier than Lao Huo's.
An Zheng hummed: "Really, not only Ding Ningdong can't do it, but her brother Ding Wanqiu can't do it either. However, the Ministry of Punishment still has to go through the formalities. King Yan will pardon these two people soon, so don't worry. "
After saying that, Huo Tangtang walked away directly, leaving Chang Huan behind.
An Zheng said: "It seems that she doesn't want others to know about this... It is precisely because she is Zhuge Chouyun's disciple that King Yan will pardon her."
Seeing An Zheng return, Song Qiaosheng hurriedly came to greet him. Taking the black gun over and looking at it, Song Qiaosheng's face became ugly, even uglier than Lao Huo's.
Song Qiaosheng smiled: "Vice Dean, you have no other choice but to believe in her. She is indeed the most suitable person, and she will not let you down. It is really no wonder that person fled the library. . Who would have thought that that person would actually use Ding Shengxia as a cover."
Huo Tangtang said: "So, from today on, An Zheng belongs to me."
Sang Ju said: "I'm not a child anymore. If you have anything to do, just tell me directly. My parents are people who live in peace with the world, so I have to avenge my grandfather's revenge."
"What did you say!"
Sang Rou seemed a lot more relaxed: "You don't know, Xiao Dingdong actually lives a very hard life. Her father doesn't regard her as a daughter at all, and beats and scolds her when he doesn't like her. Why is there such a thing in this world that favors sons over daughters? Thoughts? Xiao Dingdong has never experienced the love of his parents. It would be too unfair to be implicated because of his parents. "
An Zheng walked up to her and asked. Sang Rou was obviously startled. It was obvious that she was so preoccupied that she didn't even notice that An Zheng was next to her. She looked at An Zheng, her face turned pale, and suddenly she knelt down: "Please An Zheng, help me save little Dingdong!"
Sang Ju said: "No matter why, I'm very happy. She must have a reason not to tell me if she doesn't tell me. That's her secret, so it's okay not to tell me. Everyone has secrets that they can't tell. "
An Zheng shook his head: "You have no enemies... Your grandfather's death was actually voluntary."
Song Qiaosheng smiled: "Vice Dean, you have no other choice but to believe in her. She is indeed the most suitable person, and she will not let you down. It is really no wonder that person fled the library. . Who would have thought that that person would actually use Ding Shengxia as a cover."
An Zheng frowned slightly: "Master Shan, do you recognize this thing?"
An Zheng said: "It seems that she doesn't want others to know about this... It is precisely because she is Zhuge Chouyun's disciple that King Yan will pardon her."
Chang Huan shook his head: "I'm not worried that she can't teach An Zheng. What I'm worried about is... Ding Shengxia won't be the only one who comes back. Maybe that person will come back too."
An Zheng looked around and saw that no one was around, then lowered his voice and said, "Xiao Dingdong is a disciple of the imperial physician Zhuge Chouyun. Do you know this?"
Lao Huo said: "I didn't care at all at that time. The so-called demons and the so-called magic weapons were just myths and stories in my opinion at the time. Later, after I saw real magic weapons, I learned about a group of people practicing magic skills. It’s true. But many, many years ago, all the people who practiced magic were dead.”
"One more thing."
Sang Ju said: "I'm not a child anymore. If you have anything to do, just tell me directly. My parents are people who live in peace with the world, so I have to avenge my grandfather's revenge."
Chang Huan shook his head: "No..."
An Zheng hummed: "Really, not only Ding Ningdong can't do it, but her brother Ding Wanqiu can't do it either. However, the Ministry of Punishment still has to go through the formalities. King Yan will pardon these two people soon, so don't worry. "
After saying that, he turned around and walked out, his back looking so lonely.
Huo Tangtang said: "Starting from today, I will go back to the martial arts academy to teach."
"Why don't you go in?"
An Zheng finally came to his senses, supported Sang Rou and said, "This matter is not as serious as you think. I have already received the news that Ding Ningdong will not be involved in his father's case."
An Zheng looked at the words next to the portrait: "Nineteen Demons? Who is this?"
She asked An Zheng: "I ask you to help me investigate my grandfather's death..."
An Zheng finally came to his senses, supported Sang Rou and said, "This matter is not as serious as you think. I have already received the news that Ding Ningdong will not be involved in his father's case."
Sang Rou said sadly: "Xiao Dingdong was taken away by the people from the Punishment Department. I begged outside the Punishment Department for a long time, but the people from the Punishment Department didn't let me go in to have a look. I only have one friend, Xiao Dingdong, and I don't want her to die. ... An Zheng, I know that you have many friends, and Mr. Chen Zaiyan, the Minister of War, also values you very much. Can you help me beg for mercy? "
As soon as he entered the interface, he saw Sang Rou standing under the big tree on the roadside from a distance, looking towards the gate of Tianqi Sect from time to time, as if hesitating for something.
"One more thing."
Sang Rou grabbed An Zheng's clothes and her eyes widened.
Sang Rou's face lit up: "Are you telling the truth?"
An Zheng said: "I know it may be difficult for you to accept this, but I am almost certain that it is the case. Your grandfather's death may be related to the disputes in the court. He used his own death to set up a trap. It was to overthrow the Queen Mother, but this round was lost... Don’t tell anyone about this, otherwise you will be in too much danger.”
An Zheng was silent for a while and said, "Come into the courtyard with me. It's not convenient to talk here."
Chang Huan was choked and speechless.
An Zheng nodded: "Then I'll take the black gun away first and wait until I get back."
Although Master Shan had not grown much in size at this time, the stars in his eyes seemed to be even brighter. It is only when it is interested in something that the stars in its eyes will flow. Normally, the eyes are not so magical.
An Zheng walked up to her and asked. Sang Rou was obviously startled. It was obvious that she was so preoccupied that she didn't even notice that An Zheng was next to her. She looked at An Zheng, her face turned pale, and suddenly she knelt down: "Please An Zheng, help me save little Dingdong!"
She asked An Zheng: "I ask you to help me investigate my grandfather's death..."
An Zheng watched Sang Rou leave, and for a moment he didn't know how to comfort her. He was not a person who was good at communicating with girls, but he just felt that Sangrou was too pitiful.
Sang Rou said oh and followed An Zheng into the Tianqi Sect. Near the lotus pond next to the martial arts arena, An Zheng sorted out his words and said, "This matter has actually been investigated clearly, but I don't know how to tell you, because it sounds a bit weird..."
An Zheng shook his head: "You have no enemies... Your grandfather's death was actually voluntary."
An Zheng couldn't help but ask: "This ancient book is more than a hundred years old, and there is no way to find out how old it is. But what is certain is that if the Nineteen Demons were alive to this day, they would be hundreds of years old at best. "
She asked An Zheng: "I ask you to help me investigate my grandfather's death..."
She asked An Zheng: "I ask you to help me investigate my grandfather's death..."
An Zheng shook his head: "You have no enemies... Your grandfather's death was actually voluntary."
Sang Rou seemed a lot more relaxed: "You don't know, Xiao Dingdong actually lives a very hard life. Her father doesn't regard her as a daughter at all, and beats and scolds her when he doesn't like her. Why is there such a thing in this world that favors sons over daughters? Thoughts? Xiao Dingdong has never experienced the love of his parents. It would be too unfair to be implicated because of his parents. "
Huo Tangtang reached out and took the black gun over and looked at it: "This is a defective product, or something that was damaged in the first place. So it can be inferred that the man's power has not been restored yet, and he can't create anything now. We still have time and must do our best to track down Ding Shengxia’s whereabouts.”
As soon as he entered the interface, he saw Sang Rou standing under the big tree on the roadside from a distance, looking towards the gate of Tianqi Sect from time to time, as if hesitating for something.
Sang Ju said: "I'm not a child anymore. If you have anything to do, just tell me directly. My parents are people who live in peace with the world, so I have to avenge my grandfather's revenge."
She asked: "Is there anyone or something that Ding Shengxia can't let go of? If there is, he will definitely appear again. He is the only clue."
Huo Tangtang said: "So, from today on, An Zheng belongs to me."
An Zheng frowned slightly: "Master Shan, do you recognize this thing?"
An Zheng couldn't help but ask: "This ancient book is more than a hundred years old, and there is no way to find out how old it is. But what is certain is that if the Nineteen Demons were alive to this day, they would be hundreds of years old at best. "
An Zheng finally came to his senses, supported Sang Rou and said, "This matter is not as serious as you think. I have already received the news that Ding Ningdong will not be involved in his father's case."
Huo Tangtang said: "Starting from today, I will go back to the martial arts academy to teach."
Huo Tangtang said: "Starting from today, I will go back to the martial arts academy to teach."
Sang Rou seemed a lot more relaxed: "You don't know, Xiao Dingdong actually lives a very hard life. Her father doesn't regard her as a daughter at all, and beats and scolds her when he doesn't like her. Why is there such a thing in this world that favors sons over daughters? Thoughts? Xiao Dingdong has never experienced the love of his parents. It would be too unfair to be implicated because of his parents. "
An Zheng shook his head: "You have no enemies... Your grandfather's death was actually voluntary."
Shan Ye meowed, then climbed down along An Zheng's arm, smelled the smell of the black gun with his nose, and there was something akin to disgust in his eyes. After a moment, it crawled into An Zheng's arms and seemed to have completely lost interest in the black spear.
"What did you say!"
Chang Huan sighed: "She hasn't left the library for seven years. She reads quietly every day. But who would have thought that seven years can't change a person. She is still the same, with no change at all."
Song Qiaosheng was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Chang Huan was worried about Huo Tangtang.
"The latest magic weapons passed down from later generations are all from thousands of years ago, and they are extremely rare. But the black gun you brought back is obviously not from thousands of years ago. It is only a few hundred years old at most. So this proves that people who practice magic are not extinct yet, and the Nineteen Demons really exist."
Sang Rou said oh and followed An Zheng into the Tianqi Sect. Near the lotus pond next to the martial arts arena, An Zheng sorted out his words and said, "This matter has actually been investigated clearly, but I don't know how to tell you, because it sounds a bit weird..."
An Zheng returned to the yard and asked everyone in the sect to go out to help. He also told the tenants that this month's rent would not be collected. Almost the entire street of houses has been bought by An Zheng. Of course, An Zheng had his own plans to buy these houses.
"What did you say!"
Chang Huan said: "Since that person has escaped, there is no point in staying in the library. If you want to leave, just leave."
An Zheng quickly stretched out his hand to help Sang Rou up: "What's going on?"
Sang Rou grabbed An Zheng's clothes and her eyes widened.
An Zheng walked to the gate and Sang Rou was already out of sight. The street is still recovering, and the shops smashed by Ding Shengxia's people have not yet been repaired.
An Zheng looked at the words next to the portrait: "Nineteen Demons? Who is this?"
An Zheng said: "I know it may be difficult for you to accept this, but I am almost certain that it is the case. Your grandfather's death may be related to the disputes in the court. He used his own death to set up a trap. It was to overthrow the Queen Mother, but this round was lost... Don’t tell anyone about this, otherwise you will be in too much danger.”
An Zheng said: "I know it may be difficult for you to accept this, but I am almost certain that it is the case. Your grandfather's death may be related to the disputes in the court. He used his own death to set up a trap. It was to overthrow the Queen Mother, but this round was lost... Don’t tell anyone about this, otherwise you will be in too much danger.”
An Zheng nodded: "Then I'll take the black gun away first and wait until I get back."
Chang Huan's expression suddenly changed: "That won't work. An Zheng's importance now is self-evident. Ding Shengxia will definitely come back to find An Zheng..."
Chang Huan: "Okay."
As soon as he entered the interface, he saw Sang Rou standing under the big tree on the roadside from a distance, looking towards the gate of Tianqi Sect from time to time, as if hesitating for something.
Although Master Shan had not grown much in size at this time, the stars in his eyes seemed to be even brighter. It is only when it is interested in something that the stars in its eyes will flow. Normally, the eyes are not so magical.
Huo Tangtang looked into Chang Huan's eyes and said word by word: "I will only accept one disciple... From today on, An Zheng belongs to me."
Sang Rou's hands fell down weakly from An Zheng's body: "No matter what... thank you. But I won't believe that my grandfather will commit suicide. He loves me so much that he can't bear to leave me!"
Sang Rou said sadly: "Xiao Dingdong was taken away by the people from the Punishment Department. I begged outside the Punishment Department for a long time, but the people from the Punishment Department didn't let me go in to have a look. I only have one friend, Xiao Dingdong, and I don't want her to die. ... An Zheng, I know that you have many friends, and Mr. Chen Zaiyan, the Minister of War, also values you very much. Can you help me beg for mercy? "
She asked: "Is there anyone or something that Ding Shengxia can't let go of? If there is, he will definitely appear again. He is the only clue."
An Zheng looked around and saw that no one was around, then lowered his voice and said, "Xiao Dingdong is a disciple of the imperial physician Zhuge Chouyun. Do you know this?"
An Zheng found a piece of cloth, wrapped the black gun, and left Tianqi Sect with it. Not far after he walked out, Mao'er Shanye caught up from behind, jumped on An Zheng's shoulder, and stared at the black gun.
After saying that, he turned around and walked out, his back looking so lonely.
Huo Tangtang said: "Do you think I can't teach An Zheng well?"
An Zheng shook his head: "You have no enemies... Your grandfather's death was actually voluntary."
She asked An Zheng: "I ask you to help me investigate my grandfather's death..."
An Zheng said: "I know it may be difficult for you to accept this, but I am almost certain that it is the case. Your grandfather's death may be related to the disputes in the court. He used his own death to set up a trap. It was to overthrow the Queen Mother, but this round was lost... Don’t tell anyone about this, otherwise you will be in too much danger.”
Before he could finish his words, Huo Tangtang stopped him: "Do you know that person? Do you know how to deal with him? You don't know, after Sang Yuan died, no one in the martial arts academy has settled that incident better than me. , you know better than me how to deal with that person. Were you there when that person sneaked into the martial arts academy and broke into the third floor of the library to steal the purple-grade skills? "
"It's really loose. Maybe he took the opportunity to escape."
Sang Rou seemed a lot more relaxed: "You don't know, Xiao Dingdong actually lives a very hard life. Her father doesn't regard her as a daughter at all, and beats and scolds her when he doesn't like her. Why is there such a thing in this world that favors sons over daughters? Thoughts? Xiao Dingdong has never experienced the love of his parents. It would be too unfair to be implicated because of his parents. "
Sang Rou's hands fell down weakly from An Zheng's body: "No matter what... thank you. But I won't believe that my grandfather will commit suicide. He loves me so much that he can't bear to leave me!"
An Zheng watched Sang Rou leave, and for a moment he didn't know how to comfort her. He was not a person who was good at communicating with girls, but he just felt that Sangrou was too pitiful.
After saying that, Huo Tangtang walked away directly, leaving Chang Huan behind.
Huo Tangtang said: "Starting from today, I will go back to the martial arts academy to teach."
Sang Rou's face lit up: "Are you telling the truth?"
As soon as he entered the interface, he saw Sang Rou standing under the big tree on the roadside from a distance, looking towards the gate of Tianqi Sect from time to time, as if hesitating for something.
Shan Ye lay quietly on An Zheng's shoulder. After a while, An Zheng noticed that in Shan Rou's eyes when he looked at Sang Rou's back, the stars began to flow again. This surprised An Zheng for a while. Master Shan had never had his eyes change when he saw a person before.
An Zheng hummed: "Really, not only Ding Ningdong can't do it, but her brother Ding Wanqiu can't do it either. However, the Ministry of Punishment still has to go through the formalities. King Yan will pardon these two people soon, so don't worry. "
"I still vaguely remember that he mentioned the magic weapon and this name, but I didn't care at the time and couldn't remember it at all. Later, I saw this name again while browsing this ancient book, so I became curious. Forgot I once heard a legend that the Nineteen Demons are the masters of weapon making among the demon clan."
Chang Huan: "Okay."
Could it be that Sang Rou was carrying some treasure that could attract Master Shan's attention
An Zheng asked: "Can I take this black spear away? The martial arts school seems to know more about people who practice magic. They want to see this black spear now, and they are very concerned about it."
An Zheng couldn't help but ask: "This ancient book is more than a hundred years old, and there is no way to find out how old it is. But what is certain is that if the Nineteen Demons were alive to this day, they would be hundreds of years old at best. "
When An Zheng thought of this, he suddenly remembered something. Sang Rou had a piece of holy fish scale, and he forgot to ask her if she was willing to sell it to him. That piece of holy fish scale is a relic of Dean Sang. If Sang Rou is not willing, An Zheng will never make any plans.
Sang Rou seemed a lot more relaxed: "You don't know, Xiao Dingdong actually lives a very hard life. Her father doesn't regard her as a daughter at all, and beats and scolds her when he doesn't like her. Why is there such a thing in this world that favors sons over daughters? Thoughts? Xiao Dingdong has never experienced the love of his parents. It would be too unfair to be implicated because of his parents. "
Shan Ye meowed, then climbed down along An Zheng's arm, smelled the smell of the black gun with his nose, and there was something akin to disgust in his eyes. After a moment, it crawled into An Zheng's arms and seemed to have completely lost interest in the black spear.
Although Master Shan had not grown much in size at this time, the stars in his eyes seemed to be even brighter. It is only when it is interested in something that the stars in its eyes will flow. Normally, the eyes are not so magical.
An Zheng walked to the gate and Sang Rou was already out of sight. The street is still recovering, and the shops smashed by Ding Shengxia's people have not yet been repaired.
Song Qiaosheng smiled: "Vice Dean, you have no other choice but to believe in her. She is indeed the most suitable person, and she will not let you down. It is really no wonder that person fled the library. . Who would have thought that that person would actually use Ding Shengxia as a cover."
An Zheng was a little disappointed and had to return home.
"The latest magic weapons passed down from later generations are all from thousands of years ago, and they are extremely rare. But the black gun you brought back is obviously not from thousands of years ago. It is only a few hundred years old at most. So this proves that people who practice magic are not extinct yet, and the Nineteen Demons really exist."
Over at the Wuyuan, when Song Qiaosheng handed the black spear to Chang Huan, Chang Huan's face turned ugly: "It seems that he has escaped. After so many years of guarding against him, something went wrong after all."
An Zheng returned to the yard and asked everyone in the sect to go out to help. He also told the tenants that this month's rent would not be collected. Almost the entire street of houses has been bought by An Zheng. Of course, An Zheng had his own plans to buy these houses.
Could it be that Sang Rou was carrying some treasure that could attract Master Shan's attention
Seeing An Zheng return, Song Qiaosheng hurriedly came to greet him. Taking the black gun over and looking at it, Song Qiaosheng's face became ugly, even uglier than Lao Huo's.
Over at the Wuyuan, when Song Qiaosheng handed the black spear to Chang Huan, Chang Huan's face turned ugly: "It seems that he has escaped. After so many years of guarding against him, something went wrong after all."
When An Zheng thought of this, he suddenly remembered something. Sang Rou had a piece of holy fish scale, and he forgot to ask her if she was willing to sell it to him. That piece of holy fish scale is a relic of Dean Sang. If Sang Rou is not willing, An Zheng will never make any plans.
An Zheng took Shan Ye and Heiqian back to see Song Qiaosheng, who was still searching in Stone City. But it was nothing more than ruins, and when An Zheng and Ding Shengxia dueled, the energy of the technique had already dissipated.
Sang Rou grabbed An Zheng's clothes and her eyes widened.
After saying that, Huo Tangtang walked away directly, leaving Chang Huan behind.
Sang Rou said oh and followed An Zheng into the Tianqi Sect. Near the lotus pond next to the martial arts arena, An Zheng sorted out his words and said, "This matter has actually been investigated clearly, but I don't know how to tell you, because it sounds a bit weird..."
Huo Tangtang looked into Chang Huan's eyes and said word by word: "I will only accept one disciple... From today on, An Zheng belongs to me."
Huo Tangtang reached out and took the black gun over and looked at it: "This is a defective product, or something that was damaged in the first place. So it can be inferred that the man's power has not been restored yet, and he can't create anything now. We still have time and must do our best to track down Ding Shengxia’s whereabouts.”
When An Zheng thought of this, he suddenly remembered something. Sang Rou had a piece of holy fish scale, and he forgot to ask her if she was willing to sell it to him. That piece of holy fish scale is a relic of Dean Sang. If Sang Rou is not willing, An Zheng will never make any plans.
An Zheng looked around and saw that no one was around, then lowered his voice and said, "Xiao Dingdong is a disciple of the imperial physician Zhuge Chouyun. Do you know this?"
After saying that, he turned around and walked out, his back looking so lonely.
"Why don't you go in?"
Sang Rou seemed a lot more relaxed: "You don't know, Xiao Dingdong actually lives a very hard life. Her father doesn't regard her as a daughter at all, and beats and scolds her when he doesn't like her. Why is there such a thing in this world that favors sons over daughters? Thoughts? Xiao Dingdong has never experienced the love of his parents. It would be too unfair to be implicated because of his parents. "
Chang Huan: "Okay."
An Zheng frowned slightly: "Master Shan, do you recognize this thing?"
Although Master Shan had not grown much in size at this time, the stars in his eyes seemed to be even brighter. It is only when it is interested in something that the stars in its eyes will flow. Normally, the eyes are not so magical.
She asked: "Is there anyone or something that Ding Shengxia can't let go of? If there is, he will definitely appear again. He is the only clue."
Huo Tangtang said: "Do you think I can't teach An Zheng well?"
An Zheng nodded: "Then I'll take the black gun away first and wait until I get back."
An Zheng looked around and saw that no one was around, then lowered his voice and said, "Xiao Dingdong is a disciple of the imperial physician Zhuge Chouyun. Do you know this?"
Although Master Shan had not grown much in size at this time, the stars in his eyes seemed to be even brighter. It is only when it is interested in something that the stars in its eyes will flow. Normally, the eyes are not so magical.
Chang Huan sighed: "She hasn't left the library for seven years. She reads quietly every day. But who would have thought that seven years can't change a person. She is still the same, with no change at all."
"The latest magic weapons passed down from later generations are all from thousands of years ago, and they are extremely rare. But the black gun you brought back is obviously not from thousands of years ago. It is only a few hundred years old at most. So this proves that people who practice magic are not extinct yet, and the Nineteen Demons really exist."
Chang Huan: "Okay."
Chang Huan sighed: "What else can there be, it can only be An Zheng. His hatred for An Zheng cannot be resolved. Ding Shengxia is always a villain who must take revenge, and now his family has been destroyed. So as long as he As long as I live, I will definitely look for An Zheng again."
"ah?"
"Why don't you go in?"
Lao Huo said: "Take it away, this thing is useless and has no value."
Huo Tangtang nodded: "I want to leave the library."
Huo Tangtang said: "Then let's settle it. After An Zheng comes to the martial arts academy, let him come to me directly."
An Zheng looked at the words next to the portrait: "Nineteen Demons? Who is this?"
Lao Huo shook his head: "Not necessarily, the inheritance of the demon clan is very evil. If the disciple inherits the title of master, then the nineteen demons may not really be that old."
An Zheng was a little disappointed and had to return home.
Chang Huan said: "Since that person has escaped, there is no point in staying in the library. If you want to leave, just leave."
An Zheng nodded: "Then I'll take the black gun away first and wait until I get back."
Chang Huan was choked and speechless.
She asked: "Is there anyone or something that Ding Shengxia can't let go of? If there is, he will definitely appear again. He is the only clue."
Chang Huan said: "Since that person has escaped, there is no point in staying in the library. If you want to leave, just leave."
"One more thing."
An Zheng hummed: "Really, not only Ding Ningdong can't do it, but her brother Ding Wanqiu can't do it either. However, the Ministry of Punishment still has to go through the formalities. King Yan will pardon these two people soon, so don't worry. "
Huo Tangtang said: "So, from today on, An Zheng belongs to me."
Sang Rou said sadly: "Xiao Dingdong was taken away by the people from the Punishment Department. I begged outside the Punishment Department for a long time, but the people from the Punishment Department didn't let me go in to have a look. I only have one friend, Xiao Dingdong, and I don't want her to die. ... An Zheng, I know that you have many friends, and Mr. Chen Zaiyan, the Minister of War, also values you very much. Can you help me beg for mercy? "
An Zheng was silent for a while and said, "Come into the courtyard with me. It's not convenient to talk here."
After saying that, Huo Tangtang walked away directly, leaving Chang Huan behind.
Shan Ye lay quietly on An Zheng's shoulder. After a while, An Zheng noticed that in Shan Rou's eyes when he looked at Sang Rou's back, the stars began to flow again. This surprised An Zheng for a while. Master Shan had never had his eyes change when he saw a person before.
Huo Tangtang said: "Starting from today, I will go back to the martial arts academy to teach."
Chang Huan sighed: "She hasn't left the library for seven years. She reads quietly every day. But who would have thought that seven years can't change a person. She is still the same, with no change at all."
An Zheng asked: "Can I take this black spear away? The martial arts school seems to know more about people who practice magic. They want to see this black spear now, and they are very concerned about it."
Song Qiaosheng smiled: "Vice Dean, you have no other choice but to believe in her. She is indeed the most suitable person, and she will not let you down. It is really no wonder that person fled the library. . Who would have thought that that person would actually use Ding Shengxia as a cover."
Chang Huan: "Okay."
Huo Tangtang looked into Chang Huan's eyes and said word by word: "I will only accept one disciple... From today on, An Zheng belongs to me."
Chang Huan said: "An Zheng is not only related to this matter, he is also very important for the Qiucheng Ceremony soon. The dean is already considering whether to let An Zheng directly participate in the battle of winning the title of leader. After all... With Nie Qing It’s a bit difficult for one person to deal with the people from Dading Academy and Taishang Dojo.”
An Zheng frowned slightly: "Master Shan, do you recognize this thing?"
Sang Rou was obviously stunned for a moment: "No... I don't know."
Although Master Shan had not grown much in size at this time, the stars in his eyes seemed to be even brighter. It is only when it is interested in something that the stars in its eyes will flow. Normally, the eyes are not so magical.
"Why don't you go in?"
Huo Tangtang looked into Chang Huan's eyes and said word by word: "I will only accept one disciple... From today on, An Zheng belongs to me."
An Zheng watched Sang Rou leave, and for a moment he didn't know how to comfort her. He was not a person who was good at communicating with girls, but he just felt that Sangrou was too pitiful.
Lao Huo said: "I didn't care at all at that time. The so-called demons and the so-called magic weapons were just myths and stories in my opinion at the time. Later, after I saw real magic weapons, I learned about a group of people practicing magic skills. It’s true. But many, many years ago, all the people who practiced magic were dead.”
Huo Tangtang said: "Do you think I can't teach An Zheng well?"
An Zheng found a piece of cloth, wrapped the black gun, and left Tianqi Sect with it. Not far after he walked out, Mao'er Shanye caught up from behind, jumped on An Zheng's shoulder, and stared at the black gun.
Sang Rou was obviously stunned for a moment: "No... I don't know."
Song Qiaosheng smiled: "Vice Dean, you have no other choice but to believe in her. She is indeed the most suitable person, and she will not let you down. It is really no wonder that person fled the library. . Who would have thought that that person would actually use Ding Shengxia as a cover."
Chang Huan's expression suddenly changed: "That won't work. An Zheng's importance now is self-evident. Ding Shengxia will definitely come back to find An Zheng..."
Lao Huo said: "Take it away, this thing is useless and has no value."
Chang Huan said: "Since that person has escaped, there is no point in staying in the library. If you want to leave, just leave."
An Zheng found a piece of cloth, wrapped the black gun, and left Tianqi Sect with it. Not far after he walked out, Mao'er Shanye caught up from behind, jumped on An Zheng's shoulder, and stared at the black gun.
Lao Huo said: "I didn't care at all at that time. The so-called demons and the so-called magic weapons were just myths and stories in my opinion at the time. Later, after I saw real magic weapons, I learned about a group of people practicing magic skills. It’s true. But many, many years ago, all the people who practiced magic were dead.”
Lao Huo said: "Take it away, this thing is useless and has no value."
Before he could finish his words, Huo Tangtang stopped him: "Do you know that person? Do you know how to deal with him? You don't know, after Sang Yuan died, no one in the martial arts academy has settled that incident better than me. , you know better than me how to deal with that person. Were you there when that person sneaked into the martial arts academy and broke into the third floor of the library to steal the purple-grade skills? "
Sang Rou was obviously stunned for a moment: "No... I don't know."
As soon as he entered the interface, he saw Sang Rou standing under the big tree on the roadside from a distance, looking towards the gate of Tianqi Sect from time to time, as if hesitating for something.
Huo Tangtang looked into Chang Huan's eyes and said word by word: "I will only accept one disciple... From today on, An Zheng belongs to me."
Sang Rou said oh and followed An Zheng into the Tianqi Sect. Near the lotus pond next to the martial arts arena, An Zheng sorted out his words and said, "This matter has actually been investigated clearly, but I don't know how to tell you, because it sounds a bit weird..."
Chang Huan was choked and speechless.
An Zheng was silent for a while and said, "Come into the courtyard with me. It's not convenient to talk here."
Chang Huan said: "Since that person has escaped, there is no point in staying in the library. If you want to leave, just leave."
"One more thing."
Seeing An Zheng return, Song Qiaosheng hurriedly came to greet him. Taking the black gun over and looking at it, Song Qiaosheng's face became ugly, even uglier than Lao Huo's.
Song Qiaosheng was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Chang Huan was worried about Huo Tangtang.
Shan Ye lay quietly on An Zheng's shoulder. After a while, An Zheng noticed that in Shan Rou's eyes when he looked at Sang Rou's back, the stars began to flow again. This surprised An Zheng for a while. Master Shan had never had his eyes change when he saw a person before.
Song Qiaosheng muttered this to himself. When An Zheng asked, he just shook his head and refused to say anything. Then he returned to the martial arts academy with the black gun, seemingly forgetting about An Zheng.
Huo Tangtang said: "So, from today on, An Zheng belongs to me."
After saying that, Huo Tangtang walked away directly, leaving Chang Huan behind.
Sang Rou grabbed An Zheng's clothes and her eyes widened.
An Zheng walked to the gate and Sang Rou was already out of sight. The street is still recovering, and the shops smashed by Ding Shengxia's people have not yet been repaired.
After saying that, he turned around and walked out, his back looking so lonely.
Sang Rou said sadly: "Xiao Dingdong was taken away by the people from the Punishment Department. I begged outside the Punishment Department for a long time, but the people from the Punishment Department didn't let me go in to have a look. I only have one friend, Xiao Dingdong, and I don't want her to die. ... An Zheng, I know that you have many friends, and Mr. Chen Zaiyan, the Minister of War, also values you very much. Can you help me beg for mercy? "
Chang Huan said: "An Zheng is not only related to this matter, he is also very important for the Qiucheng Ceremony soon. The dean is already considering whether to let An Zheng directly participate in the battle of winning the title of leader. After all... With Nie Qing It’s a bit difficult for one person to deal with the people from Dading Academy and Taishang Dojo.”
An Zheng looked at the words next to the portrait: "Nineteen Demons? Who is this?"
Sang Rou was obviously stunned for a moment: "No... I don't know."
An Zheng frowned slightly: "Master Shan, do you recognize this thing?"
Sang Rou said sadly: "Xiao Dingdong was taken away by the people from the Punishment Department. I begged outside the Punishment Department for a long time, but the people from the Punishment Department didn't let me go in to have a look. I only have one friend, Xiao Dingdong, and I don't want her to die. ... An Zheng, I know that you have many friends, and Mr. Chen Zaiyan, the Minister of War, also values you very much. Can you help me beg for mercy? "
When An Zheng thought of this, he suddenly remembered something. Sang Rou had a piece of holy fish scale, and he forgot to ask her if she was willing to sell it to him. That piece of holy fish scale is a relic of Dean Sang. If Sang Rou is not willing, An Zheng will never make any plans.
An Zheng hummed: "Really, not only Ding Ningdong can't do it, but her brother Ding Wanqiu can't do it either. However, the Ministry of Punishment still has to go through the formalities. King Yan will pardon these two people soon, so don't worry. "
"It's really loose. Maybe he took the opportunity to escape."
Sang Rou's face lit up: "Are you telling the truth?"
Huo Tangtang said: "Do you think I can't teach An Zheng well?"
An Zheng found a piece of cloth, wrapped the black gun, and left Tianqi Sect with it. Not far after he walked out, Mao'er Shanye caught up from behind, jumped on An Zheng's shoulder, and stared at the black gun.
Lao Huo shook his head: "Not necessarily, the inheritance of the demon clan is very evil. If the disciple inherits the title of master, then the nineteen demons may not really be that old."
Although Master Shan had not grown much in size at this time, the stars in his eyes seemed to be even brighter. It is only when it is interested in something that the stars in its eyes will flow. Normally, the eyes are not so magical.
Chang Huan shook his head: "No..."
"One more thing."
Sang Rou's face lit up: "Are you telling the truth?"
An Zheng walked to the gate and Sang Rou was already out of sight. The street is still recovering, and the shops smashed by Ding Shengxia's people have not yet been repaired.
An Zheng frowned slightly: "Master Shan, do you recognize this thing?"
Shan Ye meowed, then climbed down along An Zheng's arm, smelled the smell of the black gun with his nose, and there was something akin to disgust in his eyes. After a moment, it crawled into An Zheng's arms and seemed to have completely lost interest in the black spear.
An Zheng took Shan Ye and Heiqian back to see Song Qiaosheng, who was still searching in Stone City. But it was nothing more than ruins, and when An Zheng and Ding Shengxia dueled, the energy of the technique had already dissipated.
Chang Huan said: "Since that person has escaped, there is no point in staying in the library. If you want to leave, just leave."
Huo Tangtang said: "Then let's settle it. After An Zheng comes to the martial arts academy, let him come to me directly."
Lao Huo seemed to be lost in memories: "I was still young at that time, and it was also the period when I was the most useless. Everyone thought that I would not be able to become a weapon, and I would definitely not be able to become a weapon maker in the future. So instead, they said something He didn’t shy away from me. I remember there was a guest at home again, and my father seemed to mention this name when he was talking to the guest. "
Sang Ju said: "I'm not a child anymore. If you have anything to do, just tell me directly. My parents are people who live in peace with the world, so I have to avenge my grandfather's revenge."
"Why don't you go in?"
Chang Huan said: "An Zheng is not only related to this matter, he is also very important for the Qiucheng Ceremony soon. The dean is already considering whether to let An Zheng directly participate in the battle of winning the title of leader. After all... With Nie Qing It’s a bit difficult for one person to deal with the people from Dading Academy and Taishang Dojo.”
Huo Tangtang said: "Starting from today, I will go back to the martial arts academy to teach."
An Zheng said: "It seems that she doesn't want others to know about this... It is precisely because she is Zhuge Chouyun's disciple that King Yan will pardon her."
An Zheng returned to the yard and asked everyone in the sect to go out to help. He also told the tenants that this month's rent would not be collected. Almost the entire street of houses has been bought by An Zheng. Of course, An Zheng had his own plans to buy these houses.
After saying that, Huo Tangtang walked away directly, leaving Chang Huan behind.
"The latest magic weapons passed down from later generations are all from thousands of years ago, and they are extremely rare. But the black gun you brought back is obviously not from thousands of years ago. It is only a few hundred years old at most. So this proves that people who practice magic are not extinct yet, and the Nineteen Demons really exist."
Lao Huo said: "Take it away, this thing is useless and has no value."
Although Master Shan had not grown much in size at this time, the stars in his eyes seemed to be even brighter. It is only when it is interested in something that the stars in its eyes will flow. Normally, the eyes are not so magical.
Huo Tangtang looked into Chang Huan's eyes and said word by word: "I will only accept one disciple... From today on, An Zheng belongs to me."
"One more thing."
Chang Huan shook his head: "I'm not worried that she can't teach An Zheng. What I'm worried about is... Ding Shengxia won't be the only one who comes back. Maybe that person will come back too."
Chang Huan sighed: "She hasn't left the library for seven years. She reads quietly every day. But who would have thought that seven years can't change a person. She is still the same, with no change at all."
Sang Rou said sadly: "Xiao Dingdong was taken away by the people from the Punishment Department. I begged outside the Punishment Department for a long time, but the people from the Punishment Department didn't let me go in to have a look. I only have one friend, Xiao Dingdong, and I don't want her to die. ... An Zheng, I know that you have many friends, and Mr. Chen Zaiyan, the Minister of War, also values you very much. Can you help me beg for mercy? "
Chang Huan said: "An Zheng is not only related to this matter, he is also very important for the Qiucheng Ceremony soon. The dean is already considering whether to let An Zheng directly participate in the battle of winning the title of leader. After all... With Nie Qing It’s a bit difficult for one person to deal with the people from Dading Academy and Taishang Dojo.”
Sang Rou's hands fell down weakly from An Zheng's body: "No matter what... thank you. But I won't believe that my grandfather will commit suicide. He loves me so much that he can't bear to leave me!"
"It's really loose. Maybe he took the opportunity to escape."
Lao Huo said: "Take it away, this thing is useless and has no value."
Song Qiaosheng smiled: "Vice Dean, you have no other choice but to believe in her. She is indeed the most suitable person, and she will not let you down. It is really no wonder that person fled the library. . Who would have thought that that person would actually use Ding Shengxia as a cover."
"It's really loose. Maybe he took the opportunity to escape."
Huo Tangtang nodded: "I want to leave the library."
Chang Huan shook his head: "I'm not worried that she can't teach An Zheng. What I'm worried about is... Ding Shengxia won't be the only one who comes back. Maybe that person will come back too."
"One more thing."
An Zheng shook his head: "You have no enemies... Your grandfather's death was actually voluntary."
"What did you say!"
Before he could finish his words, Huo Tangtang stopped him: "Do you know that person? Do you know how to deal with him? You don't know, after Sang Yuan died, no one in the martial arts academy has settled that incident better than me. , you know better than me how to deal with that person. Were you there when that person sneaked into the martial arts academy and broke into the third floor of the library to steal the purple-grade skills? "
An Zheng was a little disappointed and had to return home.
An Zheng was silent for a while and said, "Come into the courtyard with me. It's not convenient to talk here."
Sang Rou said oh and followed An Zheng into the Tianqi Sect. Near the lotus pond next to the martial arts arena, An Zheng sorted out his words and said, "This matter has actually been investigated clearly, but I don't know how to tell you, because it sounds a bit weird..."
Song Qiaosheng was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Chang Huan was worried about Huo Tangtang.
Could it be that Sang Rou was carrying some treasure that could attract Master Shan's attention
Sang Rou said sadly: "Xiao Dingdong was taken away by the people from the Punishment Department. I begged outside the Punishment Department for a long time, but the people from the Punishment Department didn't let me go in to have a look. I only have one friend, Xiao Dingdong, and I don't want her to die. ... An Zheng, I know that you have many friends, and Mr. Chen Zaiyan, the Minister of War, also values you very much. Can you help me beg for mercy? "