The Dog of Being My Marquis

News about the departure of Jinyiwei from Beijing soon spread throughout the world.

Such sensational news instantly attracted the attention of the people in the world.

Now a consensus has long been formed in the world. Every time that Wu'an Hou left Beijing, he would always cause huge waves in the world.

Even Yuan Changqing was not as sensation as Wu'an Hou in the world.

Although Yuan Changqing was also famous at that time, he was walking in the world as a gangster.

Before his identity was revealed, no one knew that he was the Jinyiwei.

Moreover, Yuan Changqing at that time was only extremely talented. In the eyes of many older generations, he was just a junior.

But now Lin Mang is not only the Wu'an Hou of the imperial court, but also a great master with outstanding achievements. He is no longer the younger generation.

Even the rookie list of Jianghu Fengmei dare not rank this one again.

In the eyes of many older generations in the world, the luckiest and saddest generations in the world in this era.

Fortunately, they witnessed the rise of a genius, and sadly, they lived in the same era as this genius.

The top of the rookie list in the world has been empty so far. No one dares to rank this one, and no one dares to be honest and stole the first place.

Soon, rumors spread that the time when Wu'an Hou left Jing was to destroy Shaolin.

This kind of thing cannot be concealed, not to mention that the Jinyiwei left Beijing this time, the momentum was huge.

At the same time, many sects of the martial arts world that received news from Shaolin began to go to Shaolin one after another.

Everyone knows that if even Shaolin cannot resist the enemy's military attack, then the small sects that they participated will eventually be destroyed under the Jinyiwei's butcher's knife.

...

Just as there were many discussions in the world, the army led by Lin Mang also rushed to Nanyang Prefecture, Henan.

The army was not moving fast along the way, and it could even be very slow.

And he did all this on purpose.

Let the bullets fly for a while...

If this is not the case, how can they get together actively?

It's too troublesome to find one by one.

"Mr. Marquis." Yan Juece stepped forward and bowed, "There is Nanyang Mansion in front of him."

Lin Mang said calmly: "Let's rest here for two days."

After receiving Lin Mang's order, Yan Jue turned around and sent the order.

Soon, the Nanyang Prefecture City ahead gradually came into the sight of everyone.

Outside Nanyang Prefecture City, officials at all levels from Nanyang Prefecture had been waiting.

At the front of everyone was a slightly short and fat middle-aged man. Looking at his face, he was a little shrewd.

This person is the prefect of Nanyang, Lin Yiyan.

Behind him are a group of officials of all sizes, large and small.

When the prefect learned that Wu'an Hou had arrived in Nanyang, the prefect hurriedly led a group of officials out to greet him.

Seeing the army in the distance, Lin Yiyan quickly tidied up his clothes and then trotted forward.

The many officials behind him were not ashamed of Lin Yiyan's behavior, but they still followed him to meet him.

"Nanyang Prefect Lin Yiyan brought all the officials of Nanyang to visit Marquis Wu'an!"

Lin Yiyan shouted loudly and hurriedly asked for a salute.

Lin Mang glanced at him and said lightly: "No need, prepare a rest in the city."

"Yes, yes." Lin Yiyan nodded repeatedly, then moved away from his body, and reached out to signal, "Marty, please enter the city."

"The Xiaguan has prepared a villa for the Marquis."

The Pixiu walked towards the city, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

As Lin Mang's status rose and the news of his title of marquis came out, the identity of Pixiu was naturally promoted.

Along the way, Pixiu attracted countless people's attention.

The army quickly settled in the city.

The news that the Jinyiwei entered the Southern Palace also spread.

...

As night falls, the stars shine brightly.

Above the treetops outside the house, there were bursts of birds singing.

At this moment, the sound of breaking through the air suddenly erupted.

"call out!"

A dart fell into the room like a cloud and a fog.

Lin Mang clamped the dart with his fingers, glanced at the letter paper on the dart, and smiled silently.

"interesting."

Lin Mang walked out of the room and looked into the distance.

"Mr. Marquis!"

The Jinyiwei outside the door hurriedly saluted.

Lin Mang nodded slightly, took a step forward, and his figure disappeared from the spot.

A blurry afterimage was left in the dark streets in the distance, and it soon disappeared completely.

Outside the city, dense forest.

Lin Mang carried his hands on his back and said calmly: "Come out, this marquis is here!"

As the words came, a dense sound of footsteps came from the forest.

Immediately afterwards, three figures in black robes slowly walked out of the secret.

The three of them were wearing black robes and hoods on their heads, and they couldn't see their faces clearly.

"I've met Wu'an Hou."

The hoarse words sounded, and the person in front reached out and slowly took off the hood from his head.

Under the hood, there was a slightly pale face with a gloomy face, and countless blue veins were covered with one side of the cheek, as if it was caused by practicing some kind of exercise.

The strong wind whistled, blew the old man's white hair all over his head.

Lin Mang looked at the three of them casually and said lightly: "If you have anything to say, say it quickly."

"It's easy to get on the road after you finish speaking."

The understatement sounded, adding a little chill out of thin air.

"Haha!" the old man chuckled softly and said in a low tone: "Wu'an Hou is really quick to speak."

However, he still felt a little dissatisfied.

It is rumored that this Marquis of Wu'an acts domineeringly. Now, when you see it, it turns out to be so.

Lin Mang did not speak, but stared at Song Su with a faint expression, as if there was a faint evil aura in the void.

"We are from the Demon Sect!"

Seeing this, the old man stopped hiding it and said in a deep voice: "I, Song Su, I came here this time to talk about cooperation with Lord Lin."

"Demon Sect?" Lin Mang raised his eyes slightly and said with interest: "It seems that the mice in your stinky ditch are rekindled."

"snort!"

"Mr. Wu'an, please pay attention to your words!"

A man in black robe who followed the old man immediately snorted in dissatisfaction and said coldly: "I am not the Demon Sect..."

However,

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Mang slowly cast his cold eyes and plain words sounded: "When will I let you interrupt when will I let you interrupt!"

In an instant, Lin Mang's figure disappeared from the spot.

The heaven and earth within a radius of a hundred feet seemed to be shrouded under a terrifying pressure, and a terrifying aura rose up like a mountain.

Song Su's pupils shrank suddenly and he shouted: "Wu'an Hou, wait..."

Before the last "slowness" had fallen, Lin Mang had already appeared in front of the man in black who spoke.

A point of advice on his forehead!

The breeze caresses...
To be continued...