Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Chen Ding hurriedly came to Manager Chen's bedside, looked at Manager Chen, whose lips were white, and asked with a frown: "Zuo Yunqiu, how did I tell you, protect the safety of Manager Chen, why are you standing here now, while Manager Chen is lying on the bed?" ”

Zuo Yunqiu lowered his head and arched his hand: "Yunqiu's crime deserves death, please punish the Southern Emperor"

A weak voice of extremely thin words came into Chen Ding's ears, Chen Ding hurriedly held the palm of the boss's hand, and said eagerly: "How do you feel, boss?" Saying that, Chen Ding injected a stream of his martial energy into the old manager's body and probed the chief manager's meridians

The old manager sighed: "You... You don't have to, you don't have to punish the left striker, I don't let him interfere, everything is a matter between our father and son, alas~ Nandi, the old slave has let you down"

Chen Ding pursed his lips and said, "It's okay, be kind enough to recuperate your injuries, and leave everything to me."

"Is Beichen really going to do something to the Holy Church?" The boss asked tentatively

Chen Ding was silent and nodded slightly

Mr. Chen shook his head and said, "No matter what, no matter what, it's all that rebel who is looking for death, or not..."

Chen Ding patted the palm of Mr. Chen's palm, stood up slightly, and said: "I will grasp the scale of Chen Jingzhong, as long as he still has a trace of remorse, I will not be ruthless to him."

Mr. Chen sneered, shook his head and said, "It's impossible, he's completely enchanted, he's enchanted."

Chen Ding looked at the painful Chen Lao Manager, because he knew that martial cultivators were very covetous of the Demon Dao Heavenly Demon Skills, and they all hoped that the demons could be used for themselves, just like when Chen Ding raised Anu himself, the help of Anu to Chen Ding was obvious, without Anu's trouble, Chen Ding would definitely not be able to take the Beichen True Martial Arts Swordsmanship, without Anu to injure Chen Hu, Chen Hu would definitely not disappear for a period of time, this period of time brought many opportunities to Chen Ding

Of course, these are all cooperation with the Demon Dao, entering the demon, is to transform the demon itself, Chen Jingzhong's body appeared in the demonic energy, that is, the black gas, this is the harbinger of the fallen Demon Dao, the older generation of martial cultivators understand, so the final result is that either the body master defeats the demon in the body, or the demon defeats the body master and controls the body, some martial cultivators are conceited of their own will, thinking that they will be able to assimilate the demon into their own body in the future, and then have the power of the demon Dao, but most of the endings end in tragedy, The bloody deeds can't arouse people's vigilance at all, with the involvement of interests, the fanatical pursuit of strength and martial cultivators who are desperate to lead the demons into the body, which is also the reason why the demons have been prosperous in the past few years, there are the deaths of demons, and there will be the birth of martial cultivators transformed into demons

Chen Ding sighed, he didn't know whether to say that his body was special, because Chen Ding could feel that he no longer belonged to the orthodox martial arts cultivators, and the purple martial qi that appeared in the martial arts after he went berserk was definitely not something that martial cultivators could have, and the purple flame of the burning sun flame could be said to be a little more domineering than before, and this ability blessing seemed to have no other way except for the performance after the fall of the demon path

Mr. Chen, in grief, saw Chen Ding leave the figure, and suddenly coughed eagerly: "Ahem, wait, ahem, wait" Chen Ding stopped his pace, turned to look at Mr. Chen, who was supported by Zuo Yunqiu, Chen Ding hurriedly walked to the boss, helped the boss lie down and said, "What's wrong?" ”

"Nandi, the old slave knows that Chen Jingzhong is not your opponent, but the old slave hopes that Nandi can defeat him with my Golden Turtle Heavy Imperial Technique, and tell him that his father's Golden Turtle Heavy Imperial Technique is the strongest defense in the world, not only can it be prevented, but also the anti-injury ability is also a good existence, I know that I seem to be a little difficult to be strong, after all, my set of exercises is not something that can be learned in a day or two, but, but this, this is the last wish of the old slave, the old slave is shallow in martial arts, and he can't do anything to Chen Jingzhong, So, please Nandi can fulfill the old slave's wish," said Chief Manager Chen with tears in his eyes

Chen Ding pursed his lips and was a little difficult, the big war was imminent, how could he have time to learn another set of exercises, and besides, the boss managed this set of Golden Turtle Heavy Imperial Techniques is a defensive technique, even if the cultivation is high, it can only achieve the effect of defense, if you use this set of exercises to fight against Chen Jingzhong, this is not a waste of time, Chen Ding hesitated

Seeing Chen Ding, who had not promised himself for a long time, Manager Chen sighed and understood what Chen Ding said, and reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said: "Nandi, I understand, you don't have to say it"

Chen Ding said: "Chief, I hope you can understand that this battle is very important to Beichen, once you lose, it will collapse instantly, I don't dare to gamble, the Golden Turtle Heavy Imperial Technique is too defensive, and it is too consuming martial arts, I..."

"The old slave understood, but the old slave still hoped that the Southern Emperor would be able to take a look at the Golden Turtle Heavy Imperial Technique, the old slave had written all his life's exercises in the books, hoping that the Southern Emperor could take a glance in his spare time, the old slave knew that the real mystery of martial arts was probably only realized in the Southern Emperor, and the old slave's martial arts might never be able to inspire the subtlety of the Golden Turtle" Mr. Chen's words were full of sadness, and it seemed that he was about to be separated

Chen Ding frowned and said: "I'll see, the boss can rest assured, your injury is not serious, you can be well in a few days of good care, when the time comes, the boss will personally solve this matter, it may be more appropriate."

Chen Ding took a thick book handed over by the old manager, the yellowed paper on it, you can see the calendar of this book, the old manager Chen smiled slightly, and said with a sigh of relief: "The old slave knows, the Southern Emperor will win"

Chen Ding nodded, covered the quilt on the old manager's body, told Zuo Yunqiu a few words, hurriedly left the room, walked on the road and looked at the books given by the old manager, shaking his head slightly while reading, it can be seen that Chen Ding's judgment of this set of exercises, after reading it quickly, Chen Ding closed the book, his face was not shocked, the golden turtle heavy imperial art is obviously not in line with Chen Ding's taste, not interested in the slightest

After this night, the Holy Church suddenly became very quiet, but it could be seen that there was a steady stream of people coming in from the place of the Holy Church's military camp, they were dressed in strange clothes, wearing white clothes, carrying strange knives on their backs, and their steps were steady

The four hall masters stood in the military tent, saw Chen Ding enter the barracks, and quickly greeted him, Chen Ding asked, "How is it?" ”

"Everything seems very strange, the Holy Church is constantly increasing reinforcements, should we take the initiative?" The three hall masters proposed

Chen Ding said: "Taking the initiative to attack is to have an advantage, but it seems to be ignored, even if it wins, it loses the support of the people, everything can not leave the people, I think it is still vigilant, and quickly let the southern disciples support at full speed."

"Do you need to be notified over there?"

Chen Ding was stunned and said: "Forget it, I promised him to let him develop well for a while, and Beichen should not let Jingchuan County participate in the matter for the time being."

Beichen was still doing the defensive work, but the Holy Church was staring at the other end of the bridge, ready to strike a fatal blow...