Everyone did not expect that Zhang Ziling was so easy to talk to. At this time, the rat boy heard Zhang Ziling's voice and came out of the tunnel.

"benefactor…"

"These are all the heroes of the Ming Cult, so don't pretend to be a ghost to scare them." Zhang Ziling directly interrupted the young man's words.

"Yeah." The boy was very clever. He immediately understood that Zhang Ziling didn't want to talk too much.

"So you are really making ghosts in this ghost town." King Mufa said to the ragged boy. "It seems that you can have a good night's sleep tonight."

This time, the Mufa King brought the men of the Thousand Earth Banner at the foot of the Mufa King. They were best at digging tunnels. There are only more than 30 people in the Thousand Earth Banner now, and their flag-holder was a short man.

He looked at the wine shop and whispered a few words in the ear of King Mu.

Zhang Ziling followed the boy into the diner, and it was time to take out the gold from the tunnel.

"Where is your mouse?" Zhang Ziling asked seriously.

"My benefactor doesn't like them, I'll let them go." The young man smiled at Zhang Ziling.

"You did a great job." Zhang Ziling said with a smile. But if nothing unexpected happened, he would not want to go to that authentic one.

At night, a sparse sound came from the room next door, and Zhang Ziling opened his eyes.

The short man dug through the authentic tunnel of the wine shop next door. In addition to gold, there were also slaves with hideous faces.

When they saw the short man, they were so scared that they didn't even dare to make a sound.

But the boy shouted, "Who are you!"

"It seems that this is really the tunnel that my damn junior brother dug." The short man sneered. "Where is him? Yan Tu! Come out for me!"

"Your junior brother was killed by me." Zhang Ziling still walked into the tunnel when he heard the movement. The hideous face had said before that he hid here to avoid his enemies.

It turned out that what he wanted to avoid was his senior brother Yan Shu.

“Those gold…”

"This is mine." Zhang Ziling said coldly.

The tunnel is very spacious, but Zhang Ziling still needs to bow his head slightly.

"This is not necessarily true." Yan Shu sneered and gently knocked on the authentic wall. The soil next to Zhang Ziling began to fall down, and he was about to collapse that section of his authentic tunnel.

"You are really a bunch of local rats." Zhang Ziling's body was extremely fast, and he instantly arrived beside Yan Shu and grabbed his neck.

But unexpectedly, this guy was like a loach, and he slipped back and broke free from Zhang Ziling's hand.

"I'm careless." Zhang Ziling punched directly.

Yan Shu swung out with one punch and felt the energy around him squeezing him from all directions. He could not move at all now.

But he struggled desperately, but the more he struggled, the more he felt it was difficult to breathe, and the tighter the force trapped him.

After a long time, he was exhausted and held in his hand by Zhang Ziling. He said to the young man, "Let them move the gold to it, and people say that money should not be exposed. I will let them see it today."

"Yes! Benefactor." The young man directed the slave to move gold.

King Mud and Boniati heard the movement, and they rushed over to see what was going on.

Zhang Ziling said with a smile, "This little mouse is going to come and steal my things."

"President Zhang! What do you mean?" King Mufa said angrily as he looked at Yan Shu's appearance.

"What do I mean? Of course I think you should apologize to me." Zhang Ziling said to King Mu.

"Then I'll learn about President Zhang's skills." King Mu moved after he said that. King Mu deliberately wanted to try Zhang Ziling's skills.

"Okay." Zhang Ziling smiled and pinched Yan Meng's neck.

I originally wanted to reason, but now it seems that I don't need it anymore.

Seeing Zhang Ziling kill Yan Shu, the Mu Dharma King was furious and rushed to the crown.

His light skills are very strong, and his practice of Qingyu is also a first-class master in the world. Boniati watched from the side, and she believed that King Mu Dao was definitely not the opponent of that man.

After the Wood Dharma King's body movement was unfolded, it was like a ghost.

However, even if Zhang Ziling killed Yan Shu, he would not want to really separate life and death. The ability of the World Association to destroy Vajra, Blood Sword, and White Dragon has shown their strength.

So the Wood Dharma King just wanted to test the depth of Zhang Ziling, but he really wanted to kill Zhang Ziling and didn't say that he couldn't do it, even if he could do it, he wouldn't dare to do it.

After the Qingyu Technique was unfolded, his hands were as hard as jade.

King Mu Dao's body skills are excellent, so the winner is usually only in an instant. When he arrived in front of Zhang Ziling, his hands were blue and directly hit Zhang Ziling's heart.

This palm hit requires at least a few mouthfuls of blood.

Zhang Ziling spread his palms and easily blocked the attack of Mu Dharma King.

The Wood Master failed to hit the attack and immediately flashed more than ten meters away.

"You don't think I can't catch up with you, do you?" Zhang Ziling asked with the corner of his mouth raised.

"There are very few people in this world who can surpass light skills!" said King Mu Dao confidently.

"That! Say it again, I didn't hear it clearly when I was far away just now." Zhang Ziling arrived at King Mu in a few breaths.

His body movements are not only fast, but also very elegant.

King Mu Dao continued to try to keep the distance unwillingly, but Zhang Ziling followed him steadily.

In a quarter of an hour, the Mu Dharma King's breath became chaotic.

"It's meaningless not to run away." Zhang Ziling's five fingers formed into claws.

King Mu felt a burst of energy locking him. When he saw Zhang Ziling pulling him back slightly, King Mu flew into his hand.

"If you want to kill or cut, you will listen to the emperor!" said Mu Fa Wang stubbornly.

"President Zhang, can you give me some face and let King Mu Dao go?" Boniati said.

"Are you a red-haired Shanks?" Zhang Ziling asked with a look at her.

"I am the saint of the Ming Cult, Boniati Vasatana." She said proudly, and was speculating in her heart about who the red-haired Shanks was.

"Since you are not, why do you want me to give you face! Girl, your face is worthless here." Zhang Ziling said coldly.

I am most annoying about this kind of woman who feels like the whole world owe them because of her beauty. Besides, what secrets does this woman have to say from the inside out in front of Zhang Ziling?

"That groundhog wanted to kill me, so I killed him. You just thought about defeating me, and I could defeat you." After Zhang Ziling said that, he let go of King Mu's neck.

Boniati was on her snow-white face, and she was so red that she was tempting.

She had never said anything like this to her as a man had ever spoken to her like this. After she looked at Zhang Ziling for a while and thought about the difference between her strength and then snorted coldly and said nothing.

King Mu Dao himself did not expect that Zhang Ziling would let him go so easily. He stood up and clasped his fists to say a few words in the scene. But Zhang Ziling waved his hand and they could only leave with a dark face.
Chapter completed!