Constellation Door

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He galloped.

This time, Li Hao didn't have anyone catch him. Instead, he leaped into the air like a bird, covering a hundred meters with each step.

Just now, he suddenly had an idea. He wanted to see Hong Yitang.

Even though the Golden spear was right in front of him, he had no intention of discussing martial arts with it.

A thousand goblets of wine meet a bosom friend.

He did not communicate much with golden spear. They only exchanged a few words, but Li Hao understood that he and golden spear were not the same kind of people.

Jin Jin might be a good person, a good teacher, a good general, a good Martial Master ...

But all of this wasn't too important.

What Li Hao needed right now was someone with a unique understanding of martial arts.

The famous great Martial Master, Golden Gun, had given Li Hao an impression in that instant. From this, he thought of some people he knew in the past and some classmates he hadn't seen in a long time.

Step by step, standard answer, top student.

The existence of a perfect score!

Li Hao's grades were not bad. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to get into the Silver City ancient Academy. However, good grades didn't mean that he would get full marks. In the eyes of some teachers, he was actually a problematic student. Sometimes, they would have some inexplicable thoughts.

During the exam, the answer was clearly fixed, but he insisted on going one round and not following the process. He might have to take a few turns before he could return to the starting point.

Only Yuan Shuo felt that this was very good, quite good, and that it was not an ordinary path.

But not everyone was like Yuan Shuo.

Therefore, when Li Hao heard golden spear say that the flying bird technique was freedom, he understood that golden spear was that kind of person. He was old-fashioned and serious, and in fact, he didn't know what true freedom was.

"No wonder the Golden spear didn't try to break through teacher's will suppression ... He ... Can 't!"

Li Hao thought of this while he was running.

At the same time, he also felt some pressure from the Wei Wu Army. A serious person like Jin gun might not like him. He thought of Mu Lin. Mu Lin looked unruly, and Jin gun might not like him too much.

These people preferred obedient children.

Soon, Li Hao forgot about the Golden spear.

His speed was extremely fast, and he had just comprehended some extreme sharpness. When he ran, he was like an arrow piercing through the air.

Not long after, he entered the North City.

This was the territory of the inspection Office.

As soon as Li Hao entered the city, he saw people from the inspection Office patrolling in front of him. They seemed to have sensed Li Hao's speed and were a little nervous.

A token instantly appeared in Li Hao's hand.""Night patrolman!"

As soon as he said that, the people from the inspection Office heaved a sigh of relief.

"Where is the swords gate's office in white moon City?" Li Hao quickly asked.

There were three patrol inspectors in front.

One of them was slightly older. He glanced at Li Hao and made a rough judgment, then quickly said,""It's close to the south of the city, near the clock tower ..."

"Many thanks!"

Then, Li Hao jumped and disappeared.

The few inspectors from the inspection Office looked on with envy.

Was this the night patrolman?

They knew and had seen night patrollers before, but they were usually in a normal state when they met. They had seen Li Hao running over from afar just now. He was as fast as lightning!

"Hey, is a gun still useful for such a person?"

One of the patrol officers sighed.

With that speed, you can't even see it, and you want to hit the other party with a gun?

What a fool's dream!

At this moment, these people were envious of these extraordinary people. However, the old patrol officer was indifferent. He reported a few words through the communication device and said,""Being ordinary is the truth. The stronger you are, the greater the danger. The world of transcendents has more troubles."

The old patrol officer didn't say anything else and continued his patrol.

Young people always liked to pursue excitement. At his age, he understood that no excitement was as real as ordinary life.

Superpowers were good, but they could die anytime.

……

Swords gate encampment.

The swords gate had an office in the White moon City, it was a small six-story building. The swords gate was not a dark power organization, as a local superpower organization, the swords gate would sometimes assist the night patrols.

The authorities had never classified the swords gate as a dark power organization.

The main point was that swords gate was actually similar to a sect, a martial arts sect.

The swords gate still had the culture of the pugilist world. Be it superpowers or martial masters, they were all involved in the pugilist world and not the world of ordinary people. Therefore, the superpowers of the swords gate rarely interfered with the ordinary world.

An organization that did not interfere with the mortal world would not be officially classified as a dark power organization under normal circumstances.

There were not many people in the office.

Leaving an office here was only to prove to the night patrol that the swords gate was an organization on the surface, an open and aboveboard existence, not a secret.

At this moment, on the first floor of the office.

In a large private room, Hong Yitang was having dinner with his family. In fact, it was only his daughter and his second wife.

These few days, he had been staying in white moon City without leaving.

The swords gate headquarters couldn't be in the White moon City, but right now, there were many people gathered here. In order to gain more time to react, Hong Yitang had been staying here until the next time the ruins opened, or when hou Xiaochen left Silver Moon.

The family of three chatted.

Hong Qing was a talkative person, and it was the rule of many old martial masters not to talk when eating or sleeping. Hong Yitang doted on his daughter, so he didn't have so many rules.

"Dad, are we still going to stay here? When can we go home?"

"Let's wait a little longer,"

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