Chapter 39: The Battle of the Forbidden City (Asking for Votes)
In the video, the silver-haired old man nodded with satisfaction, "This trip is a negotiation, not a war, and I don't need so many people." ”
"Daming is known as a million heroes, and we don't have enough people to stuff their teeth, so Liu Nansheng won't go, and the heads of the bureaus don't need to go, I can do it alone. ”
When they got there, these masters were not as strong as the street gangsters, so it was useless to go.
"No, Elder Shen, the East Border can't do without you, let me go. ”
"You can't take risks, if you have three longs and two shorts, we will be killed. ”
"The other party just needs a conversation, whoever goes is the same, you don't have to. ”
Hearing that the old man wanted to go in person, everyone didn't agree, even if they were greedy for life and afraid of death, they would rather go up by themselves than the old man.
The eastern realm can be without them, but it can't be without Shen Zhibai!
"Hahaha, people want to find the highest person in charge by name, as the first in the eastern border, how can I, Shen Zhibai, leave the night? The meeting is over, and the cities have issued announcements asking citizens not to enter Kunlun for the time being, waiting for my news. ”
"Adjournment!"
Seeing the screen turn black, Liu Nansheng anxiously made a call with his mobile phone, prompting the line to be busy, call again, line open, call again, and turn off the opposite side.
"If you persuade me, then don't say it. ”
I called until noon, and finally someone answered on the other side.
Listening to this familiar voice, Liu Nansheng took a deep breath, "I'm not advising you, who can stop you from doing what you always do?"
"And why are you?"
"I have someone here who can help you, so let him come with you when the time comes. ”
There was silence at first, and after a few seconds, a good word came out, and the old man hung up the phone.
At noon, Shen Liang was called by Liu Nansheng to an office company, chatted for a few minutes, gave him a computer, Liu Nansheng quit the company, and personally stayed outside.
Kunlun, Beijing, night, Chunxiang Building
Holding a pair of fans in his hand, Shen Liang swaggered in, and everywhere he passed, the congested group seemed to be slowly pushed away by a force.
Peking Opera was sung on the big stage on the first floor, and there were many businessmen and swordsmen in the audience.
Went straight up to the second floor, this floor is also very blocked, especially by the window, almost all of them are people, all hooking their heads to look at the Chunhua Building opposite.
"Today, Tang Fei made an appointment with Ye Gucheng, I don't know if the other party will come. ”
"His eldest brother was killed by Ye Gucheng, and I heard that he had wanted to take revenge for a long time, and finally knew that Ye Gucheng and Ximen Fuxue had a battle, so they made an appointment to face off in Chunhua Building. ”
"Tang Sect genius vs. Ye Gucheng, interesting, who are you pressing?"
"It must be Ye Gucheng, there are few people in the rivers and lakes who can be higher than his swordsmanship, killing Tang Fei is a matter of minutes. ”
Tang Fei of the Tang Gate in Shuzhong made an appointment to fight Ye Gucheng, and the location was Chunhua Building, but it was all full, and the spectators could only retreat to watch it in the Chunxiang Building opposite.
This side is only one street apart, not to mention the clear view, it is safe, at least the aftermath of the fight will not pass.
In a remote corner of the second floor, by a narrow window, an old man dressed in sackcloth and full of white hair ordered a plate of peanuts and a pot of burning knives and drank it to himself.
Burning knives, peanuts, old man, seeing this scene, Shen Liang took the fan and sat down, his eyes were like torches, and he arched his hand slightly, "Uncle Liu asked me to come, no matter what you do tonight, I will cover your safety." ”
The liquor entered his throat, the old man's face was slightly red, he took a peanut and threw it into his mouth, and burped a dozen wines, "I'm bothering you to go all the way, Xiaoyou's surname?"
"Chu!"
"I'm not very old, but my martial arts are at the peak, no wonder Liu Nansheng said that you can help me, old man Shen Zhibai, I owe you a personal favor this time. ”
In this world, he has no cultivation, but his vision and spiritual power are still there, Shen Liang seems to be ordinary, but his every move seems to cater to a certain avenue.
This temperament is all too familiar to him.
"You're welcome. ”
Seeing that the other party's tone was flat, Shen Zhibai was not surprised, he could have this kind of cultivation, he should be a local native, and he didn't know that he was normal.
In fact, Shen Liang knew that Shen Zhibai had heard this legendary name countless times, but so what? Isn't it a grandmaster master, he just fought four of them this morning.
Neither of them was a good talker, so they just sat quietly and waited for time.
After a long time, a palm slapped on Shen Liang's shoulder.
"Lao Shen, you are also here, what a coincidence, Ye Gucheng vs. Tang Fei, you have energy. ”
Lu Xiaofeng stepped over the bench, sat down and said happily, and arched his hand to Shen Zhibai, "The old man has a good tooth." ”
"Hehe, it's okay, do you want to have two drinks with me, an old man?"
"No problem, don't hide it, my nickname is Wang Shouyi. ”
"Wang Shouyi?" Shen Zhibai squinted his eyes and thought seriously.
Lu Xiaofeng smiled: "Thirteen boxes!"
Shen Liang held his forehead, "If you don't brag for a day, you're uncomfortable, right?" ”
"Harm, what is this called, you say, I didn't pour you down every time. ”
Shen Zhibai's eyes lit up, this is still a modern person, this is a bit awesome, everyone is a weak chicken when they come in, this one is good, it seems to be at the full level.
Shen Liang didn't want to talk too much to Lu Xiaofeng, so he interrupted, "What are you doing here?"
"On the night of the full moon, the top of the Forbidden City, of course, is to watch Ye Gucheng fight the West Gate blowing snow. ”
"Didn't you say that you need a gold medal to get in, it's still limited, a total of twelve, what do you think?"
Glancing left and right, Lu Xiaofeng took out the gold medal from his arms and said in a low voice: "I got it through special channels, it's genuine, and I can step into the Forbidden City after two hours." ”
Shen Liang shook his head, Ximen Blowing Snow vs. Ye Gucheng, this is a plot he once designed, and he knows the real content very well.
The gold medals are now flooded, at least a thousand people have them, and they will all pour into the palace in a while.
"Then you be careful, it's almost gone, I still have something to do with you. ”
"It's okay, I'll tell you about the process when I get back, and I'll let you have a good time. ”
Saying this, Ye Gucheng on the opposite side had already arrived, and a white dress flew from the night sky, followed by eight flower rings.
Shen Liang pouted, "It's a beautiful woman again, and it's a flower, Ye Gucheng has such a big show every time he appears, how much does it cost this year?"
"You don't understand, this is called forced, master style. ”
The three of them didn't say a few words here, Ye Gucheng had already started a fight with Tang Fei, Tang Fei brought the king of the Tang Gate's secret weapon, the rainstorm pear flower, and a total of nine hundred and ninety-nine highly poisonous silver needles were scattered at the moment of the explosion.
Mosquitoes can't survive within ten feet.
The spectators in the rivers and lakes upstairs in Chunhua ran fart, and they were afraid of being implicated.
Ye Gucheng used the strongest killing move to fly immortals outside the sky, and in an instant, Chunhua Building was full of sword qi, and the sound of bang-bang explosions was endless, and a building was leveled in an instant.
Shen Zhibai's chopsticks hanging in the air did not fall for a long time, looked over there, and praised in his mouth: "What a pure sword intent, I have seen a swordsman in my life, I am afraid he should be the first." ”
Shen Liang nodded, "Ye Gucheng learned swords at the age of seven, he had already made a name for himself in the rivers and lakes when he was seventeen years old, he broke through the innate at the age of twenty, and now he is thirty years old, a half-step grandmaster." ”
"There are many people in the martial arts who are stronger than him in swordsmanship, but when it comes to the essence of sword intent, there are indeed few people who can compare to him, this is a sword genius, give him time, and in time another sword immortal will be born. ”