Super Dragon Slaughtering System Chapter 4277: Nangong painting rain

Xuan State, Qilian Mountains.

The sect of Duobao Pavilion is located here, and several large mountains are full of buildings.

This place is where people in the government want to come, and they have to say hello to Duobao Pavilion in advance, and ordinary people don't even want to enter this place.

A middle-aged warrior ran to the foot of the mountain with a panic expression. When the warrior guarding the mountain saw him, he suddenly smiled and said:

"Wu Lao San, why did you run so panic, but what enemies did you meet? Chased us to Duobao Pavilion?"

"The shopkeeper Tao was caught!"

Laosan Wu immediately shouted: "Quickly let the road go, I want to report this matter to the hall lord as soon as possible!"

"Tao shopkeeper? Oh, who is it, who caught him? Does anyone really dare to attack our Duobaoge shopkeeper?"

The Moriyama disciples were slightly startled, and looked at each other, a look of curiosity in their eyes.

Duobao Pavilion is divided into outer hall and inner hall.

The outer hall is in charge of the profitable industries everywhere, and those who can become the shopkeeper are basically ten-fold martial arts powerhouses, and they are extremely proficient in business.

There are not many such talents.

In the inner hall, it is the core of the Duobao Pavilion. The inner hall martial artists will not go to the market to show their faces to do business. The only thing they do is practice martial arts every day and learn the art of fighting.

If the world is peaceful, they will basically stay in the inner hall and rarely go out. Most of the Duobao Pavilion warriors seen by the outside world basically belong to the outer hall.

"People from the Ning Family in Yanqing City! Stop talking nonsense with you!"

Laosan Wu gave a cold snort, passed the group of disciples guarding the mountain, and hurried up the mountain.

Not long after, he came to the entrance of the outer hall. After arriving here, Laosan Wu's pace unconsciously slowed down a lot.

Everyone knows that although the grandmaster of the outer hall, Sun Qilong, smiles all day, he is like a member of the business, but his martial arts cultivation is extremely high, already in the middle stage of the fetal breath, and he palms in the rivers and lakes with bare hands. It is also well-known!

The most important thing is that Sun Qilong’s temper is actually not very good, but when he is angry, he will not be known to people, and he will only use some insidious tricks behind his back. Therefore, the martial artist in the outer hall is against the hall master Sun Qilong. Very scared.

"Lao San Wu, why don't you follow the treasurer Tao and return to Duobao Pavilion?"

In the hall, an old man looked at Wu Lao San lightly and said.

"Deacon Chen, some time ago, the treasurer Tao went to Taosha City to take over the Zuoqiu trading house left by the Zuoqiu clan and drove away the Ning Family Patriarch and others in Ningfu, Yanqing City.

Who would have thought that they would have brought a very strong martial art...child, right now our warrior in Duobao Pavilion died and fled, and Tao shopkeeper was captured alive..."

Laosan Wu hurriedly said: "I'm relatively clever, I haven't been left by them, and as soon as I escaped from Taosha City, I quickly rushed back to the sect to report the matter."

"Oh? Yanqing City? I remember that the three major families in this city, Ning, Huang, and Lin, all had seven-tiered warriors. They randomly found a child and beat you up, even the shopkeeper. Lost it?"

The old man smiled, his eyes gradually becoming severe: "When you get here, don't you tell me the truth? Do you want me to send you to the law enforcement hall?"

"Deacon Chen, what I'm telling you is the truth. If there is a lie, I would like to be struck by thunder!"

Laosan Wu was stunned, and then immediately sweared by his heart, his expression excited.

The old man called Deacon Chen couldn't help frowning slightly: "You said they found a child, how strong is that guy?"

"Extremely strong, it must be the fetal breath state, otherwise he could not kill a dozen of our Duobao Pavilion warriors in an instant. Even the treasurer Tao was in his hands, and he couldn't support a punch. I saw this from a distance. Behind the scene, my heart is shocked!"

Wu Lao Sandao.

"Children? Fetal breath state? I really don't know if you should believe what you said, so let's wait here. I will pass the words to the hall master and see what the hall master does."

Deacon Chen frowned.

After speaking, he turned and left.

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

After a while.

This group of warriors showed unbelief one after another.

"Wu Lao San, you said that the child is only five years old at most? Then even if he starts practicing martial arts in his mother's womb, it is impossible to be promoted to the fetal breath level."

"Are you wrong, I know some people do not grow tall by nature, maybe they are a short stature person?"

"I was absolutely right. He is a five or six-year-old child. His martial arts skills are extremely terrifying. If you are sent to Taosha City this time, you will definitely be able to see it with your own eyes!"

Laosan Wu concluded.

He is extremely confident in his eyesight.

Half loudly.

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

The young man is carrying a long knife behind his back, shining sharply in the sun.

"Brother Nangong!"

When everyone saw the youth, they clasped their fists and saluted them, and there was a look of surprise in their eyes. Did Sun Qilong really believe what Wu Laosan said, and even deliberately found a martial idiot in the inner hall?

Nangong Huayu, in the early stage of the birth-breathing stage, was a well-known figure among the younger generation of the inner hall. Although his status is not comparable to that of Sun Qilong, everyone knows that in a few decades, Nangong Huayu will become The powerful person in the Duobao Pavilion, Sun Qilong at that time, was afraid that he was already old.

So they are very respectful to Nangong Painting Rain!

"Nangong Nephew, I will bother you and Laosan Wu to visit Taosha City this time."

Deacon Chen said with a fist and smiled toward Nangong Huayu.

He is also in the early stage of the fetal breath, so he doesn't need to be as respectful as the others, but he doesn't dare to rely too much on the old and sell the old in words!

"I just happened to be passing by Taosha City, so I can do it with a hand."

Nangong painted the rain faintly. After he said, he looked at Wu Laosan: "You said there is a five or six-year-old martial arts expert in Taosha City?"

"Yes..."

Wu Lao San felt that the expression in Nangong Huayu's eyes was very oppressive, so he lowered his head and said.

"Whether you read it wrong or you are lying to me, at least it gives me a little interest. Lead the way and I will go to Taosha City with you."

Nangong painted a faint way of rain.

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

Laosan Wu was a little surprised, and quickly looked at Deacon Chen.

What's the joke, the other party is probably in the early stage of the fetal breath. If Duobao Pavilion only went to Nangong Huayu, it would not be safe.

"Nangong Master Nephew alone is enough, but you can send some people to cast a greeting card in the Chengning Mansion of Yanqing, saying that we will be a guest soon."

Deacon Chen said with a smile.

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

Nangong Huayu looked at Wu Laosan faintly.

Laosan Wu felt a murderous intent from his words, and quickly said: "Brother Nangong, don't misunderstand, let's go to Taosha City!"