When everyone retreated, Xiahou Jing sat alone in the cave in the desert island, only then did he frown, tore off the armor on his chest, and his abdomen was blood-red - in the days of running, he was also seriously injured, but if he showed one or two in front of his subordinates, then his fate today would probably be the same as the sixth child. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xiahou Jing gritted his teeth fiercely, and with trembling hands, he took out the gold sore medicine that had been hiding behind him and applied it to the wound. The moment the wound medicine touched the wound, the hot pain spread along his skin from his abdomen to his scalp, and he squinted with a pair of fierce eagle eyes, but he never understood in his heart who he was planted in this time.

Unlike these recklessness who fought with him, Xiahou Jing deeply understood that he had definitely fallen into someone else's calculation this time. Xiao Ping has never been a brave prince, otherwise when the first few princes took over the throne, he would not have retreated to the fiefdom without even fighting, so, who said that he was moved to crusade against himself this time? !

And that Li Boxing, when Emperor Wu was starved to death by himself before, he didn't say a word to denounce, so he wouldn't believe that Li Boxing didn't know Emperor Wu's final situation, but when it came to Li Boxing's position, for Emperor Wu who couldn't give him any benefits, he naturally wouldn't win the championship again, after all, the southeast was already completely his own back garden, and most of the people on the southeast coast only knew the god of war Xing, where did they know Emperor Wu?

But this is such a person, but now he has also jumped out to support Xiao Ping, who has nothing to do with his past? Who is threading in the middle? Who is building a bridge? What he can't figure out the most is that Li Boxing and Xiao Ping's fiefdom must pass through the Henan border that he has been operating for many years! And who can have such the ability to reach the sky with his hands and eyes?!

Originally, he thought that it was the forces of the Northern Dynasty meddling, but the current princes of the Northern Dynasty are also making a lot of trouble, where is the kung fu to take care of the affairs of the Southern Dynasty?

This is possible, after all, Wang Xie Shi clan has a deep foundation in the Southern Dynasty, he was just venting his anger and slaughtering Wuyi Lane, but after the arrival of the court one after another, he is not the crown prince who has been cultivated since childhood, naturally he is a little in a hurry, and he is even more negligent in catching the fish that the Shi clan has slipped through the net, and now it seems that these big families are really like hundred-legged insects, dead but not stiff!

Xia Houjing gritted his teeth and re-bandaged his still bleeding wounds, while considering ruling out the candidate who made this design. However, how many families did he slaughter were two households? Now he has no manpower, no eyeliner, and he can't even fully drive his own soldiers, let alone investigate the origin of the matter.

Thinking of this, Xiahou Jing pressed a button on the armrest of the seat, a string of silver bells rang, and the ram walked in with his head down.

In another cave, Wang Mei was sweating profusely and kept tossing and turning, and at the same time, there was a muffled banging sound in the cave, which was exactly one rattan bag after another thrown out of Wang Mei's hand while practicing footwork.

This rattan bag was found by Wang Mei in a basket in the practice room, I don't know what kind of sacrificial refining technique was used, this rattan bag has only become more and more shiny after thousands of years, and there is no tendency to dry up and turn powder. It is wrapped in iron sand and weighs no more than a stone, which is a good talent for Wang Mei to practice throwing and arm strength.

Therefore, she didn't care about the original use of this rattan bag, and moved directly to the cave where she practiced footwork, and placed it next to the open space where the footwork was marked.

This rattan bag is about the size of half her palm, she hung a small back basket behind her back at this time, there are twenty or thirty rattan bags in it, while practicing footwork, the rattan bag in her hand uses the aura in the meridians to exert dark energy, and throws it to the fixed rattan basket on the wall, and the bang sound is the sound of her rattan bag hitting the wall and falling into the basket.

This kind of practice is practiced by Wang Mei for two hours every afternoon. Two hours later, she was almost exhausted. Then, when the meridians are empty, a small strand is separated from the extreme cathode and yang in the heart, and when the meridians are wandering, it slowly turns into an attribute that flows through the viscera.

For example, the wood attribute of the liver, the water attribute of the kidneys, the soil attribute of the spleen, the metallic nature of the lungs, and only the part of the heart, she has no way to turn the fire attribute, but fortunately, the small intestine of the six intestines is also fire, so that although the fire qi in her body is insufficient, it will not make the five elements out of balance.

It's just that the side effect is naturally that her body is cold all year round, and her emotions are becoming more and more condensed. In addition, after she absorbed the memories of the sixth life of the Master of Nine Tattoos, for her, it was not just a year that passed, but a lifetime, so that when she came out of the customs a year later, she had a strange feeling of strangeness to the Xuanqi Gate, which was quite familiar before.

And when the Venerable Master Ni Shang, who came to greet Wang Mei's exit, saw this proud disciple of his own again, his first action was to frown:

"You kid, over the years, you've become more and more emotionless!"

She is the first master that Wang Mei came into contact with in Xuanchengmen, although she does not have the name of master and apprentice, but she has the reality of master and apprentice, Wang Mei heard her anger, naturally she will not refute, just blindly smiled:

"Mother-in-law, no matter what, Ah Mei still has to listen to your teachings to grow, don't blame Ah Mei, right?"

Although her voice was cold, the rare coquettishness in her words was enough to satisfy the Venerable Neon Dress. What's more, the Venerable Master himself was not a warm temperament towards others, so he didn't say anything more, but just touched Wang Mei's head, but the wrinkles on his face seemed to unfold in an instant:

"Ah Mei, if you are in retreat for a year, let your mother-in-law come to see if you have wasted what you learned before! The first of the other peaks will come to see you tomorrow, but you can't fall into the prestige of my Body Dance Peak!"

Xuan Wu, who was standing behind the Venerable Ni Shang, couldn't help but stick out his tongue in his heart - Wang Mei was now the first seat of the formation peak on an equal footing with Uncle Ni Shang, where would he fall into the prestige of the Body Dance Peak......

Who knows, as if knowing what she was thinking in her heart, the Venerable Master of Nishang turned his head and glanced at Xuan Wu lightly, "Even if she becomes the head of Xuan Wu Sect in the future, she was also a person from Body Dance Peak, why, you and Xuan Le are not from Body Dance Peak now?"

The rules of Xuanchengmen, after the disciples enter the door, they must serve and study in Jiufeng in turn, and finally live the title of "Xuan" before they can choose Yifeng to join. However, due to the temperament of the Neon Shang Master, even if most of the disciples chose the other seven peaks except for the array peak, as long as the Ni Shang Master summoned him, no one would refuse.

Therefore, although Xuan Wu and Xuan Le are now disciples of the head of the family, they are still under the command of the Venerable Master Ni Shang. Fortunately, Xuan Wu's personality was lively and outgoing, and she just stuck out her tongue a little mischievously in response to the Venerable Master's question, and then took a step forward and saluted Wang Mei:

"Xuan Wu has seen the first seat of the formation peak!" However, her seriousness did not maintain a breath, and when she raised her head, she smiled again: "Although, in my heart, I still think that Wang Mei is the little junior sister, but now that you are the first seat of the formation peak, this gift still can't be abolished!"

Wang Mei saw her so innocent, and the trance diaphragm caused by memory gradually disappeared, and she showed a kind smile: "Senior sister is polite." ”

A few people here were about to go to the body dance peak with the Venerable Neon Dress, but a messenger that was folded into the shape of a flying crane stopped in front of several people, and the Venerable Nishang pointed his finger, and the voice of the Jiuqing Daoist came out:

"Senior sister, bring Wang Mei to the deacon hall, the elder is out of the customs. ”