"And this benefit?"

Wen Junxi didn't say a word, retreated into the lightning protection array, sat next to the giant pit, and began to refine the thunder arc stored in the lightning protection array. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Two hours later, he got up heroically, and there was a daunting and inexplicable aura all over his body.

Yan Wan'er knew that it was a kind of thunderous power. It is the nemesis of all demonic monks.

Let Wen Junxi refine the thunder arc, she is also bottomless in her heart. After all, only a very small number of monks could refine the thunder arc and collect it for their own use.

Back then, a genius like her failed to refine the thunder arc. However, Wen Junxi surprised her again: he could really refine the thunder arc for his own use, and he could also convert it into his own thunder power!

"Junxi, you're too good!"

Yan Wan'er smiled with crooked eyebrows, rushed over, and hugged Wen Junxi like a koala.

"Ahem, ahem, Wan'er, what's wrong with you?"

When did his Wan'er have been so enthusiastic!

"Junxi, tell me, how many thunder arcs have you refined?"

Hearing Wen Junxi coughing violently, Yan Wan'er hurriedly let go of him and asked excitedly.

Thinking of just now, he felt like there was a bottomless black hole in his body, greedily absorbing the thunder arc in the lightning protection array, but when he was in the middle of it, the thunder arc was gone.

Wen Junxi scratched his chin and said thoughtfully: "It should have been absorbed, but it's a pity that there are too few." ”

"What?" Yan Wan'er was taken aback, her eyes turned slightly, Wen Junxi actually refined all the thunder arcs in the lightning protection array, and she was still unsatisfied?

Could it be that in addition to Xianwu's body, Junxi also has her unknown secrets?

couldn't help but poke out her divine sense and swept Wen Junxi up and down, inside and out. But nothing was found!

Yan Wan'er shook her head, and said secretly in her heart: No matter, it's a blessing or a curse anyway. Junxi has the power of thunder, and if she wants to expose the conspiracy arranged by Mo Zoro on Earth in the future, she will have a good helper.

"Wan'er, what are you thinking?"

After hearing his words, Wan'er's eyes kept turning around. Is there something wrong with him?

"I'm thinking, now that you've survived the Thunder Tribulation, it's time to go to Beizhuang. Maybe this time, Jin Hao and Jiang Kai are already waiting for us there. ”

The matter of Mozzoro is just speculation, and it will take some time to verify. Now, she didn't have to tell him yet.

"So what are you waiting for, let's hurry up. ”

Monk Zhuji can only fly with a sword, and at this time he has been successfully promoted to a Jindan monk and can go against the wind, Wen Junxi is a little impatient.

Yan Wan'er was about to agree, but she sensed something, and changed her words and said, "No, let's wait a while." ”

After entering the Xuanyue period, she was more sensitive to everything in heaven and earth.

Wen Junxi was puzzled, and before she could say anything, Yan Wan'er had already closed her eyes, and her right hand pinched her fingers quickly, just like a warlock in a TV series, as if she was calculating something.

In the middle of the night, she suddenly opened her eyes, and her eyes were solemn. He spat out a sentence: "Just now, Coral Island fell, causing a tsunami. Huo Cheng is in danger!"

"Coral Island, isn't it the small island we went to before?" How could this be!" Wen Junxi felt in his heart, Huocheng is a prosperous coastal city, and the whole city has a population of at least tens of millions. If the tsunami hits Huocheng, it will definitely cause an unprecedented tragedy.

"It's a long story, but it should have nothing to do with you and me. Oh no, there are less than a kilometer to go, and the tsunami is about to wash ashore!"

Yan Wan'er tightened her eyebrows, and flew into the air, galloping away in the direction of a tsunami. Seeing this, Wen Junxi followed closely.

Monitoring Center of Huaguo Oceanic Administration

Lin Xiaoqing rushed into the office in a panic: "Director Zhang, it's not good! The tsunami wave has triggered the red tsunami warning!"

"What, what do you say!" the curse word choked in his throat. A fierce look flashed in Zhang Kaiming's eyes: "Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"No, my colleague and I double-checked three times before we dared to report to you. Director Zhang, what should I do! The tsunami wave is already less than two kilometers away from Huocheng!"

"Less than two thousand meters?!It's over! Huocheng is over!" The corners of Zhang Kaiming's mouth twitched constantly, and he sat down on the office chair in a dejected manner, feeling that once the tsunami rushed over Huocheng, his career would also be over.

Thinking that I had worked so hard to climb to today's position, I felt a kind of unwillingness.

It's not time to give up!

Zhang Kaiming 'snapped' and slapped the case. Immediately dialed the phone on the desk and began to assign tasks to various departments.

After more than a dozen phone calls, Zhang Kaiming felt smoke in his throat. Ignoring the water, he dialed his superiors again.

He must report this matter, otherwise, he can't afford to bear such a heavy responsibility alone!

The red tsunami warning has not been seen for hundreds of years for the whole of China. It's so old that it seems to exist only in legends.

But this time, it's about to happen!

For a while, several cities near Huohai panicked, especially Huocheng, which bore the brunt.

The alarm is everywhere, and the people are panicked. People in the city, like frightened birds, ran out of buildings and apartments, those with cars drove cars, those without cars rode electric cars, or got on buses and coaches. Flee inland in a hurry.

Suddenly, the entire Huo City fell into traffic paralysis.

Although it is a coastal city, almost every citizen has practiced no less than 10 times in response to natural disasters, especially tsunamis.

However, it came to an end. After all, a virtual drill can't match the real face!

No one expected that Huocheng had been calm for hundreds of years, and it was the most dangerous tsunami.

At the same time, on a yacht in a harbor in the Hohai Sea.

A young man with a yellow explosive head was glaring at the middle-aged man standing opposite him.

"Do you really want to divorce your mother for this shameless vixen?"

If Yan Wan'er saw it, she would recognize that the teenager was Huang Jingyu, who secretly photographed her and Wen Junxi on the plane.

Huang Jingyu stared at the middle-aged man hatefully, that is, his father, Huang Nianzhong.

"Nian~, Jing Yu scolded me, such ugly words, if no one teaches him, how can he say it. Woo~"

The woman hiding behind Huang Nianzhong pulled his sleeve unrelentingly, crying coquettishly.

Facing his son's questioning, Huang Nianzhong was a little ashamed, the woman's words made him angry, and shouted: "If you don't learn well at a young age, this is how your mother educated you?" Hmph, she failed as a wife, and even more failed as a mother. What do I want her to do with such a woman!"

Yes, that's it! Huang Nianzhong finally found a grand reason for his affair.

Huang Nianzhong is only in his early forties this year, and back then, he married his wife Fengzi and got married at a young age.