C165 Secret Word

Qin Ande was obviously paying attention to Zhang Jingxuan's movement, as if he was waiting for his call at any time. When he saw what happened, he quickly walked to Zhang Jingxuan and was about to kneel down again, but was stopped by Zhang Jingxuan, indicating that he didn't need to stand on ceremony.

After that, Zhang Jingxuan did not speak. He looked at the other party, as if he wanted to see the clues on his face.

Qin Ande did not want Zhang Jingxuan to be suspicious anymore. He looked around and saw that there was no one nearby. He hurriedly said in a low voice, "Eighth Chief of Brigands, Xiaoke's real name is Xie Yuanbin. He is the commander of the Breeze Stronghold's Secret Barracks. Because the Litre Bucket Sect was secretly popular, they were sent by Lee Yuming and Mr. Lee. Enter. An ambush had been set up inside the ___, and they were able to guard the place by accident. Today, Eighth Chief of Brigands has shown his mightiness, allowing me to finally return. I'm very happy."

He turned his eyes and signaled the three people from Wind Cloud Stream, Hu Xihan, and the others, "I've already let them sleep for a while longer. Sour, he's just a cover. Apart from his excellent Light-body Technique, he doesn't have any other abilities. He only relied on the magic treasures they gave to plot against them.

Just now, because I know his capabilities, Lei Zhenlei's Poison Scripture is already in Eighth Chief of Brigands's hands. That's why I knew what his outcome would be. My task is to control Qin Ande, and then bring everyone to surrender to you.

The true name of the Litre Bucket Sect is Wind Cloud Stream, and that's not his real name. After my investigation, this Wind Cloud Stream should be the Ethereal Asura Mi Jia of the Mi family. Usually, when he spoke, he would only put on an act. From beginning to end, it was Mi Jia who gave out orders. And he hid himself deeply and only created himself as a voice transmission tube. He did not want to attract people's attention. "

Zhang Jingxuan nodded when he heard that. The doubts in his heart had finally been explained reasonably. It was not far from what he had thought.

"As for Mi Jia Lian, he is the true backer of Litre Bucket Sect. In fact, it was the influence of the Mi family that controlled everything. Mi Jia Lian was just a pawn. And us few protectors, to put it bluntly, are just thugs. Since we could not participate in too many confidential matters, basically, we would only receive the notice when something big is about to happen. I'm ashamed to say that after spending so much time, I only got this much information. "

Zhang Jingxuan looked at Xie Yuanbin with a gentle and friendly expression. It turned out that it was Mr. Lee's early arrangements that made everything so easy.

Today's matter, Xie Yuanbin from the Secret Barracks could be said to have contributed greatly. Without his miraculous kneeling, without him taking the lead to say that he was Cereal God who descended to the mortal world, even if he defeated these four men, the following matters wouldn't be as surprisingly smooth as they were now.

Placing a key figure in a key position to play a key role in a critical moment. It seemed to have such a miraculous effect. Zhang Jingxuan only felt that he could learn something at any time.

It was not the time to talk in detail yet. Zhang Jingxuan told Xie Yuanbin to lock up Mi Jia Lian, Yip, Hu Xihan, and the others. He would ask them after he was done with this matter.

The matters in the city had temporarily come to an end. The remaining matters in the city were still waiting to be carried out. He turned around and waved at the city. The people in the city saw him. They still did not dare to open the city gate. They carefully put down a big basket with ropes. It meant that they wanted Zhang Jingxuan to sit in the big basket and pull him up.

Zhang Jingxuan told Xie Yuanbin a few things, then went to the side of the city wall. He kicked the wall with his right foot and suddenly jumped up high. His rising momentum slowed down a little. Zhang Jingxuan stretched out his hand and lightly touched the rope. He did not use any strength. He rose another ten feet. After doing this a couple of times, he had already landed gently on the top of the city wall.

At this moment, no one was cheering or praising him. This was because in their minds... Zhang Jingxuan was no longer the Zhang Jingxuan from before. He was already a god and not a human. Therefore, it was reasonable for him to do such a shocking thing.

If he sat in the rattan basket and let someone pull him up, it would cause everyone to feel strange. As the saying goes, time is different from time to time. That was exactly what he said.

After going up the city tower, Zhang Jingxuan saw Yan Shiting. The way Prefecture Lord Yann looked at him changed again. There was a complicated look on his face, as if he was filled with respect and doubt.

Zhang Jingxuan roughly understood what he was thinking, but he did not say it out loud.

"Master, you saw it. I have temporarily stabilized this situation. The next step will be up to you. Hurry up and gather the food so that I can take these people away. Disperse what should be disbanded and return peace and quiet to this side.

As for how to arrange this matter afterwards, it will all depend on you, my lord. I have no objections. In any case, my lord and I are on the same side. If I protect my lord, it means that someone will take care of me the next day."

Yan Shiting was expressionless. He nodded slightly and said,

"Brother Mr. Zhang, you have great abilities. Such a calamity was easily turned into nothingness by you. On the contrary, you have increased a lot of forces. I usually do not easily subdue people. Today, I admire your ability.

To be able to have such ability and achievements at such a young age, it really makes people envious and jealous. Sigh, looks like I can't accept it anymore. This world belongs to you young people. I hope that Brother Mr. Zhang will take care of that kid of mine in the future. That will be the fortune of my Yan family."

Zhang Jingxuan saw Yan Shiting opening his mouth and drinking the mysterious soup for him, and he couldn't help but laugh in his heart. This old fox was indeed not an ordinary cunning fox. He never mentioned letting his son go. Instead, he asked ___ to take care of him and did a good job.

However, he didn't hit the smiling man. Zhang Jingxuan nodded with a smile as if he was a spring breeze. Those who didn't know the inside story saw the two of them chatting and greeting each other. How could one know that the two of them each had their own thoughts and trusted each other? At the very least, the relationship between the two of them wasn't built on the basis of trust.

Zhang Jingxuan urged on the progress of the grain collection. Prefecture Lord Yann expressed that with so much food, it was relatively easy to move the food in the warehouse, but it was not so easy to send it to the wealthy families.

No matter how rich a rich person was, when they became stingy, they would become Yang Zhu's disciples. They would take out a share of the profits and the world would be at its lowest. They did not care whether Yang Zi meant it or not. In short, they were determined to carry it out and would not take a single cent.

Zhang Jingxuan also knew that what Prefecture Lord Yann said was not false, so he could not rush him too much. He needed to prepare the weapons first, as well as the few blacksmiths that he had plotted against. Zhang Jingxuan agreed with him that Prefecture Lord Yann would send some people to send the blacksmiths to the Breeze Stronghold. He would hand them over to Chen Beijun.

After asking for pen and paper, Zhang Jingxuan wrote a letter in a flamboyant manner. He didn't even write a letter before handing it over to Prefecture Lord Yann. Prefecture Lord Yann received the letter and immediately arranged for his trusted aide to handle it, expressing his sincerity.