Chapter 525: Amazing news

Before getting into the car, he looked back at the manor behind him, showing a bit of unwillingness in his eyes.
Looking at Chen Xinglie's appearance, he was obviously on guard.
Therefore, this place must not come again in the recent period. If Chen Xinglie is accidentally offended, even the emperor will not be able to save him.
With an order, the carriage gradually drove away from the manor.
But the next moment, he almost bit his tongue as if he had seen a ghost.
A voice reached his ear: "Would you like to have a discussion with me?"
The owner of this voice is Chen Xinglie.
And he already sat opposite Qingcheng without knowing when.
The latter's spirits went wild, and Chen Xinglie was so close to him that he didn't even feel it.
You know, to be honest, he and Chen Xinglie are at the same level of cultivation, and are generally the same, and both are in the realm of a land immortal.
But Chen Xinglie's methods are unpredictable, and the gap between the two is not generally large.
Qing Cheng was completely scared for a while.
"Chen... Chen Sheng..."
He hesitated and hesitated, already messed up.
Outside, the driver noticed something was wrong behind him, but as soon as he opened the door curtain, he saw Chen Xinglie.
And Qingcheng's panicked face.
The coachman was afraid that he would be involved in the affairs of these big people, and immediately put down the curtain, only thinking about returning to the city lord's mansion.
Inside the carriage, Chen Xinglie had a rumorous smile on his face, but he did not speak.
Slowly, Qing Cheng's hanging heart was relieved. It seemed that Chen Xinglie didn't come to trouble him, otherwise he wouldn't wait like this.
Based on what he knew about Chen Xinglie, if someone wanted to kill him, why did he conceal him like this? He was killed the moment he appeared, and there is absolutely no possibility of surviving.
Taking a deep breath, Qing Cheng said, "Chen Sheng, can you go to the City Lord's Mansion for a comment?"
Chen Xinglie nodded slightly, agreeing.
...
After a full cup of tea, the carriage drove into the courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion.
Chen Xinglie got out of the car and looked around.
This Qingcheng is frugal, and the mansion of the city lord is so ordinary.
If you don't know, I thought it was an ordinary rich family.
Not to mention the comparison with the Yun family's manor, even the royal manor where he lives has ten and eight streets.
As if seeing Chen Xinglie's thoughts, Qing Cheng couldn't help but smile.
"Presumably Chen Shengding feels that this mansion is really shabby."
Chen Xinglie ignored him, but Qing Cheng didn't care, and just said to himself: "Since that happened ten years ago, the Yun Family has secretly cut off all sources of funds for my City Lord's Mansion... I visited several times. I didn’t get any results. I hate the Yun family. On the surface, they look like a righteous family. In fact, they have done all the evil things secretly. They don’t admit that this matter is related to them. They pretend to send worship to the city lord’s mansion every year. As everyone knows, that is just Yun Zhongtian's method to cover people's ears..."
Chen Xinglie turned his head, "Yunzhongtian?"
"It is this person, this person is the fourth of the Yun Family, and the current Patriarch of the Yun Family."
Chen Xinglie nodded secretly, it seemed that his memory had not gone wrong.
The soft rice king in the previous life was taken by Yun Zhongtian's wife, so he had a lot of enmity with the Yun family.
He subconsciously touched his face, secretly sighing that his handsome looks really annoying.
Qingcheng didn't pay attention to Chen Xinglie's strangeness, he made a gesture of asking, "Also please Chen Sheng into the lobby."
Chen Xinglie couldn't help but walked into the main hall under Qing Cheng's respectful eyes.
He unceremoniously sat directly on the main seat.
"City Lord Qingcheng, are you so naive as to think that you are a jealous person, and you can be used as a gun by just a few words from you?"
Chen Xinglie asked in a cold tone and unabashedly.
Qing Cheng didn't dare to sit down in front of Chen Xinglie, standing at the head of Chen Xinglie like a child who made a mistake.
Having said that, he didn't have so much scruples before.
He gave a wry smile, with a look of shame on his face: "I naturally dare not try to use Chen Sheng you."
"Oh? So, do you think you have something in your body that can move this seat?"
Chen Xinglie asked with interest. Although he was certain that Qing Cheng would not be really stupid thinking that he could lead him by the nose, if this person dares to speak, he must be prepared, and a fool would not do this Yunjing City. Santo.
But in the same way, he didn't think there was anything worthy of his attention in this person.
With his current vision and status, there are not many things that can enter the eyes of his law in the whole world.
"Chen Sheng has misunderstood, there is not enough to impress you in the lower body."
Qing Cheng said like this, and immediately, he saw Chen Xinglie's eyes gradually become cold.
"Are you having fun with this seat?"
Chen Xinglie's tone showed a trace of evil spirits.
This was formed naturally after killing too many people. Chen Xinglie once smashed millions of people from the Demon Blood Eagle Clan with a single sword, and the evil spirit on his body was already very strong.
Legend has it that there was once a powerful person, who could use the evil spirit in his body for his own use, and even use it against the enemy when necessary.
It's just that Chen Xinglie doesn't have this ability yet.
The effect of evil spirits on him is just to frighten people.
Sure enough, the Qingcheng expression that felt the suffocation changed several times, he resisted the fear in his heart, swallowed his saliva, and hurriedly said: "Chen Sheng, please don't get angry, why not listen to it first?"
The coldness in Chen Xinglie's eyes was a bit less.
However, the evil spirit on his body has not diminished.
"You have to be clear about the consequences of angering this seat. If your words make this seat unsatisfactory, this seat is not sure if you will fall to your head.
Chen Xinglie's tone was indifferent, as if he was just talking about a very common thing.
Although murder is indeed commonplace for him.
After he said this, he closed his eyes and waited quietly for Qing Cheng's statement.
He was not frightening this person, if he couldn't satisfy him, he would really kill.
Qing Chengqiang suppressed the fear in his heart, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then took a deep breath.
"Chen Sheng, I know a secret of the Yun family. This secret may make Chen Sheng's heart move."
Chen Xinglie opened his eyes, "Oh?"
Qing Cheng was heartbroken. In fact, he was also betting, betting that the news he knew would make Chen Xinglie's heart move.
In fact, he is not sure.
There is only one bet. If he wins, all the problems will be solved. If he loses, he will be destroyed.
He did not dare not believe Chen Xinglie's threat.
"Chen Sheng, as far as I know, the sixth person of the Yun family may have a cultivation method from ancient times."
He said the news nervously, but did not notice at all. Chen Xinglie, who was sitting in the upper head, suddenly opened his eyes.