"You're a ......"

In a private room in a restaurant in the city, the round Jia Zhengjing looked at Wu Ming and was speechless for a long time.

"Praise me!"

Wu Ming said with a smile.

Jia Zhengjing rolled his eyes and handed over the whole jar of wine angrily.

Wu Ming was not ambiguous, raised his head and drank it all, wiped his mouth heartily, and said with a sigh of wine: "The little life is quite moist, the harvest is not small, right?"

"It's okay!"

Jia Zhengjing nodded ambiguously, handed over a jade slip, the smile on his fat face disappeared, and he said with a solemn expression, "You are in a big trouble this time, as far as I know, Wei Jingtang, the son of Zheng Guogong, may be going to attack you!"

"Is the news true?"

Wu Ming's eyes were slightly condensed.

"Not sure!"

Jia Zhengjing shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Not surprisingly, he is already a great grandmaster, and a Confucian writer, regardless of his martial arts and arts, just talking about his divine attainments, there are few people in his generation who are unsurpassed, and only a few people such as Zhao Shuhang, who is also Confucian and martial arts, can compare." ”

Wu Ming's mind flashed a gentle and elegant youthful appearance.

A few years ago, Wei Jingtang bought a Dragon Yin Pill from himself during the Bianliang auction, and secretly helped him rescue Lu Tianchi, which was originally a good fate, but now because of Wei Jingming's death, there is no possibility of ease between the two sides.

"The Wei family's secret Confucian divine thoughts, the big dream dragon slaying technique, can kill people invisibly, with his current strength, if he really targets you, unless there is a Taoist weapon or above, specializing in treasures that protect the soul, otherwise you ......"

Jia Zhengjing did not continue, and his meaning is self-evident.

"The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, if Wei Jingtang makes a move, he will naturally have a chance to get back to the field in the future!"

Wu Minghun didn't care, causing Jia Zhengjing's eyes to shrink, and then he said, "Do you know how many demons are making trouble in the lower levels?"

"Not much, it should not be more than a handful of people, but there are not a few people who are controlled, although the detection method in the teleportation array is personally inspected by the saints, but I am not afraid of ten thousand, I am afraid of what if!"

Jia Zhengjing said worriedly.

Wu Ming pursed his lips, the number was so small, there was no need to bother chasing and killing.

"By the way, what's going on with your cultivation now......?

The pale golden light and shadow in Jia Zhengjing's eyes flickered slightly, staring at Wu Ming scorchingly, and his pupils vaguely looked like copper coins, and disappeared in a flash.

"As you can see, it's still the Four Realms Innate!"

Wu Ming spread his hands helplessly and said truthfully.

"What the hell is going on?"

Jia Zhengjing was stunned.

Although the matter of cultivating for the entry into the realm is a secret for the martial artists, the two of them are inextricably intertwined, and Jia Zhengjing is also worried, after all, a great grandmaster Tianjiao, who has laid the foundation of the Holy Dao, is about to make a move, but Wu Ming's cultivation has not progressed.

"It's hard to put into words!"

Wu Ming waved his hand, didn't talk deeply, and changed his words, "I need you to help me check the family background of a few people!"

"You don't want to kill again, do you?"

Jia Zhengjing said.

"It's not!"

Wu Ming shook his head and took out a few picture scrolls, on which were several young men and women, vivid, different from traditional ink paintings, almost realistic, it was the few grandmasters Tianjiao who had blown himself up to help him stop the enemy in the black mud swamp before.

"Okay, I will pay attention to their aftermath for you, but the mountains and rivers are far away, and this matter will not be achieved overnight!"

After listening to Wu Ming's narration, Jia Zhengjing said seriously.

"It's just a matter of doing your best!"

Wu Ming handed over a bag to Jia Zhengjing with an expressionless face.

"You're generous!"

Jia Zhengjing glanced at it and couldn't help smacking his tongue.

"Huh!"

Wu Ming smiled noncommittally.

According to his nature, even if these people are lost, they will die if they die, there is nothing worth caring about, if it is not for Ku Ye's words, this disappearance cannot be ignored, he is too lazy to pay attention to it.

After all, from the moment these people intercepted themselves, there was a way to die, whether they were involuntary or not.

"Although after you go back, you are in the Great Song Dynasty, but you have offended so many forces, it is difficult to guarantee that no one will connect with you and target you, with your current situation, even a half-saint may not be able to move an inch, can you figure out how to deal with it?"

Jia Zhengjing's face suddenly solemnized.

"One step at a time!"

Wu Ming chuckled.

Jia Zhengjing's fat body suddenly trembled slightly, and his pupils shrank a few times.

In terms of understanding Wu Ming, I am afraid that there are only a few people in the entire Shenzhou, Jia Zhengjing is one of them, and he is the one who knows the root of the matter, and he knows what kind of terrible madness is hidden under this somewhat shy smile!

"Why didn't you take that opportunity?"

Wu Ming changed the subject.

"The third child is gone!"

Jia Zhengjing shrugged.

In a simple sentence, it has already shown everything, even if a behemoth as powerful as the Jia family is powerful, it will not be able to support two outstanding disciples to compete for the Holy Dao opportunity at the same time.

Speaking of which, the two of them are also difficult brothers, one is unable to break through the grandmaster due to the shackles of cultivation, and the other is unable to compete for opportunities due to the tilt of family resources!

"Have a drink!"

Wu Ming raised his eyebrows, grabbed the wine jar, and poured it with his head up.

Jia Zhengjing was also unambiguous, grunting, a mouthful of dryness, as if he had poured all the dryness and depression into his stomach, drank a whole jar of wine, and changed his words: "The movement outside is not small, have you figured out how to get out?"

"I don't want to leave yet!"

Wu Ming said casually.

"The city lord of Heavenly Storm Town is Beijin Yelu Chongguang, although he is not top-notch in the entire Shenzhou, but in the Qianlong Yuan, there are also a few strong people. ”

Jia Zhengjing's pupils shrank, is this preparing to kill?

"It seems that he has a lot of chance, and he actually found the secret land and broke through the great grandmaster!"

Wu Ming was surprised.

Although the grandmaster condenses the Yin God and breaks through the Great Grandmaster, he needs the support of the earth-shattering Yin vein, but there are countless treasures in the world, and there are always special treasures that can replace the Yin vein, and it is obvious that this Yelu Chongguang is one of them.

"No, but it's not much different, this person is from the Northern Jin Imperial Family, with Jiao Barbarian blood!"

Jia Zhengjing said.

"You mean ......"

Wu Ming was so smart that he instantly thought of the Jiaoman Half-Saint who had fallen in the Hidden Gorge.

"Back then, you were hostage in Beijin, you should know that most of Beijin's current Beijin is controlled by demons, even if it is the royal family, it has become a puppet.

If my expectations are correct, the remains of the Jiaoman Half-Saint in the Youxia Ridge broke through the sky at the beginning, and it was probably because he got a chance!"

Jia Zhengjing had heard Wu Ming talk about the situation back then, and he had a powerful intelligence system, so he was naturally able to speculate many secrets that others could not know.

"Hehe, it seems that this kid wants Jiaoman's Half-Holy Horn and Golden Horn Lotus!"

Wu Ming raised his eyebrows.

"Are these two treasures really in your hands?"

Jia Zhengjing's eyes lit up.

Wu Ming rolled his eyes and ignored him.

At that time, his cultivation was pitiful, and in order to protect himself, he had to hide his own gains, and even a few temple messengers dared to use their identities to come to the door to forcibly seize the five-colored fire orchid.

Pedal!

After the two chatted for a few words, they heard the chaotic footsteps outside, isolated through the formation, and clearly felt that there were more than a dozen people with strong breath, and one with a breath like a volcano about to erupt, which made people feel pressure.

As soon as there was a knock on the door, the two looked at each other, what should come will always come, there is no need to hide it, so they opened the door of the room, and saw a burly young man wearing a red gold robe and a purple crown striding inside.

"Yelu Chongguang, I've seen Brother Jia and Brother Wu!"

The man did not lie and bowed.

"It turned out to be His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince of Beijin, please!"

Wu Ming smiled and said, Jia Zhengjing took out the spirit wine, and ordered a table of banquets to be changed.

"I'll just be a fellow student!"

Yelu Chongguang's voice is like a bell, his demeanor is bold, he sits down with a big grin, and he is not taboo, he grabbed the wine jar and took a sip, wiped his mouth fiercely and said, "Brother Wu has lived in Huangjing for a long time, you and I didn't have the opportunity to meet, I came to bother today, not for anything else, I just want to make a good fate and welcome back the sacred bones of the ancestors, if Brother Wu can be fulfilled, Chongguang is grateful." ”

Jia Zhengjing's fat hand that was adding wine paused slightly, and glanced at Yelu Chongguang in surprise, but he didn't expect him to be so straightforward.

Fortunately, his city is very deep, and he will not be shocked by his straightforwardness, and the things are in Wu Ming's hands after all.

"Why!"

Wu Ming took a sip of wine and said lightly.

As for saying that there is no chance to meet and good fate, it is too worthless, Beijin was a hostage back then, and it was said that it was a good thing to be a hostage, but in fact it was kept as a pig and dog.

Later, although after several plots, I wanted to rescue those difficult brothers and brothers and win some prestige, but Li Li's woman was really not easy to fool, not only did she pit him, but there was no movement afterwards.

"I heard that Brother Wu and the fox barbarian saint Li Li have had several intersections, and if you are not talented, you are willing to take action on your behalf!"

Yelu Chongguang's words were not shocking, and he said endlessly.

"Ahem!"

Jia Zhengjing was really shocked, and looked at Yelu Chongguang speechlessly, you have to be reliable when you speak.

Although he is the prince of the Northern Jin, Li Li is a fox barbarian saint, a descendant of the fox saint, and his status is respected, he is not known how many times higher than him, don't say that he really makes a move, even if this idea is exposed, he will be greatly threatened.

In order to maintain domestic rule, Demon Manjue doesn't mind taking a prince and killing a hundred people.

"Not enough!"

Wu Ming said lightly.

If it is not enough, it is naturally not sincere enough.

"I will marry the daughter of King Guanglong!"

Yelu Chongguang said in a deep voice.

Wu Ming's eyes flashed slightly, his eyes showed a look of surprise, and he carefully examined Yelu Chongguang.

Who is the daughter of King Guanglong?

One of the eight kings with different surnames in the Great Song Dynasty, a veteran master who is on a par with Wu Xiong, the king of Wu, but unfortunately, the palace of Wu fell one step ahead of him, and even the last bit of blood was sent to Beijin as a hostage.

In my impression, it was a weak and sick little girl, every time I saw the demon barbarian, I would be scared and cry, the demon man took pleasure in this, deliberately played with protons, and several protons who died tragically just couldn't stand the humiliation, and resisted and were tortured and killed.

"So, it is rumored that you are cruel and unkind, murderous, and tortured and killed countless Terran compatriots, are they all false?"

Wu Ming said lightly.

"Half-truths!"

Yelu Sogo said seriously.

"Smart man!"

Wu Ming nodded, he already believed most of it, but if he wanted to take advantage of him with a few words, he wanted to get benefits from him, and this person also thought too beautifully!

Jiaoman's half-holy horn, even if he loses most of his strength, it is enough to refine the treasure weapon, not to mention, the Golden Horn Lotus is even more precious, it is a breakthrough treasure he prepared for himself, how can he give it away easily?