Among the practitioners in this world, storage bags are also relatively rare magical treasures. After all, they involve the magic of the universe of mustard seed and Sumeru, and there are very few practitioners who are good at this.
Of course, such an important thing must be locked with a password, which means corresponding restrictions.
If someone wasn't as strong as Shen Xingzhu, it would be difficult to forcibly break the restriction.
Many of the cultivators Chen Kuang had killed before also had them on them, but Chen Kuang knew that it was useless to take them, so he did not have the habit of touching corpses.
Unexpectedly, Shen Xingzhu gave me a hand this time.
Chen Kuang was a little suspicious, wondering if this was Shen Xingzhu's plan to kill him...
But after thinking about it, Shen Xingzhu was the one who started the fight first, so there was no need for him to use excuses like stealing to help him overcome his inner demons, so he gladly accepted it.
On the roof on the other side, Lin Eryou floated down and waved his feather fan.
He didn't know what tricks he used, but he didn't get a single drop of rain on his body. Looking at the scene below, he smiled and bowed, saying, "It seems that this crisis has been successfully resolved by you, Ruogu."
Chen Kuang said, "Thanks to Brother Lin for persuading the other Martial Saint Pavilion member to leave, otherwise, we would have had to waste a lot of effort today."
Lin Eryou jumped down and was suddenly stunned, his pupils constricted: "Ruogu has reached the Denglou realm?!"
He then laughed heartily: "You have deceived me so badly!"
Obviously, he thought Chen Kuang had hidden his identity before.
Chen Kuang did not correct his misunderstanding and smiled, "It's just a coincidence."
"But why didn't Ruogu kill this man?"
Lin Eryou looked at Bai Fen and said half-jokingly, "He should be on his last legs. Are you keeping him alive to demand a ransom from the Yihuo Sect?"
Chen Kuang shook his head and said, "The crisis here has been resolved, but the crisis of the entire Jishao County is imminent."
"There's a list of people waiting to be rescued. How can I just sit back and do nothing?"
He looked at Lin Eryou and smiled, "Brother Lin should also be looking forward to how this fierce storm will end, right?"
"However, I am more curious now. How did the county governor know that I was in the Chen Mansion and even informed the Martial Saint Pavilion so directly and confidently?"
"I remember that up until now, my identity and whereabouts have not been revealed."
"Along the way, I didn't come into contact with many people, except... you."
Lin Eryou's eyelids twitched, and he said, "How could it be? Ruogu, you know I treat you as a friend. How could I harm a friend?"
Oh, this guy is lying.
But it doesn't matter, he probably guessed Lin Eryou's purpose.
From the little princess, Chen Kuang had already learned that the disciples of Freedom Mountain were looking for a candidate for the Master, and it was very likely that Lin Eryou had chosen Zhou Yanwei.
Moreover, at present, he wants to use Liang State, or more specifically, Jishao County as a starting point to build up power for Zhou Yanwei.
The first target is naturally the entire Jishao County.
The second target, without a doubt, is Chen Kuang and his group, as well as the hidden force "Tu Zhengguan".
As for the county governor's sudden and bold betrayal and the extreme attention paid by the Martial Saint Pavilion, it was probably his mistake.
Therefore, he stayed in Chen Mansion and chose to help guard it.
Chen Kuang looked at him deeply and patted his shoulder: "In that case, Brother Lin, just wait here for my good news."
He smiled and said, "Or, before I come back, think about the candidate for the new governor of Jishao County?"
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County Magistrate's Office.
The Great Zhou's education officer paced impatiently in the hall, his face filled with excitement, bloodthirstiness, pride and anticipation.
He was waiting for news from his subordinates so that he could catch all those who dared to defy the Great Zhou.
Then.
Tomorrow, he will be able to stand on the altar and personally kill them one by one and push them to the bottom of the lake!
This is the beauty of power, life and death are all in your hands!
In the corridor outside the hall, Fan Hailong was looking up at the sky with his hands behind his back, frowning. For some reason, he felt vaguely uneasy.
"Crack!"
A flash of lightning streaked across the dark sky.
Fan Hailong suddenly narrowed his eyes and saw a figure walking slowly into the hall of the county magistrate's mansion.
The figure was very strange. He was holding a harp in his hand and seemed to be carrying a corpse on his back!
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