Under the gaze of both sides, Princess Splendid talked eloquently!

She raised her head, looked at the heroes who were eyeing her, and smiled! Lang said: "Everyone, the leader of the Divine Soldier Alliance has no power, and it will not affect your honor in the major gangs, just for the convenience of treasure hunting." I'm not talented, and I'm willing to take it, because the matter of the divine order is caused by me. In order to show the traces of my heart, I Ah Jin specially drew eighteen treasure maps, this treasure map is the ancestors in the past handwritten drawing, cast on the divine military order, you can refer to it, there is no mistake. A month later, I feasted the heroes of the world in Tiger Hill in Suzhou to conspire with the gods of war and heavenly soldiers. ”

Princess Splendid said this, it can be said that she showed great sincerity, leaving everyone present speechless!

The iron-blooded military god and the others were all moved, and they were quite at a loss.

Zhao Tiankai was silent for a moment, and was the first to speak: "Girl, since Guishan Villa has a treasure map all year round, I don't know if you have ever explored the whereabouts of the God of War Heavenly Soldier." ”

Princess Jinxiu smiled slightly bitterly and said, "My ancestors have had masters who want to search for the God of War Heavenly Soldiers, but all of them are gone. This time, I decided to make the treasure map public, and I also hope that everyone can work together to find Allah, the god of war, and I can also recover the bones of my ancestors. Of course, this trip is indeed a bit dangerous, if you hesitate, you can not go, I Ah Jin will never look down on everyone. ”

This sentence will not look down on everyone, and everyone has changed their minds even if they can't go. What's more, all the people gathered in Plum Blossom Town now have a plan against the God of War Heavenly Soldiers, how can they give up the great opportunity in front of them. Coupled with this ingenious agitation method, these martial arts characters are all enthusiastic, and they have to swear on the spot.

Zhao Min shouted in his heart that it was not good, and in this way, these martial arts figures hung their lives in the hands of this mysterious woman who did not know the origin. That's a great misfortune!

When Wu Ruotang saw Princess Splendid Beauty, the whole person was surprised~~~

"Yuqing~~~~!" Wu Ruotang said stupidly.

When Princess Splendid turned her head and found Wu Ruotang, she was also quite surprised!

In her heart, Wu Xiaotang knows too many secrets. I also hid a lot of things in front of Wu Xiaotang!

"Brother Wu, hello~~~!" Mei Yuqing, that is, Princess Splendid turned her head to look at Wu Ruotang and chuckled.

Wu Ruotang in Mei Yuqing's memory is like a newly unsheathed sword. The whole body is full of sharpness. At this time, Wu Ruotang's sharp energy had been sublimated, like a divine weapon that had drunk the blood of the demons in the world, exuding a compelling aura, and that bamboo-like momentum made Princess Jinxiu involuntarily hold her breath.

Princess Splendid looked at the iron-blooded military god beside her. His eyes were staring closely at the dragon bird knife on Wu Ruotang's waist, and his eyes exuded an eager desire, which was a gaze eager for a battle.

And the sharpshooter on the side was invincible, and his left hand had involuntarily held the point steel spear that was originally only on his shoulder with his right hand. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he was looking at Wu Ruotang cautiously and fiercely, like a bloodthirsty beast, carefully observing an even more ferocious opponent.

Both the Predator and the Sharpshooter are beginning to lose their master's reserve!

Wu Ruotang, Wu Ruotang! Who the hell are you?! Princess Splendid looked at Wu Ruotang with a happy face carefully, and for a while, she forgot to reply.

A group of masters who didn't know Wu Ruotang on the side began to get impatient. There was a look of contempt and ridicule in the eyes of the heroes. It's like watching a good show come on.

Xiao Xiangzi said coldly with disdain: "Dare to ask who Brother Tai is?" Where does the teacher come from? ”

Zhao Min hurriedly rushed to Wu Ruotang's side, pulled his sleeve, and said loudly: "Everyone, this is my friend Wu Xiaotang, the master of the Ruthless Hall Ximen stabbed him, causing internal injuries and returning to the yin." After speaking, he glanced at Wu Ruotang proudly.

And Wu Ruotang just turned his head blankly, nodded to Zhao Min, and then stared at Princess Jinxiu intently.

"He's Wu Xiaotang?!"

The masters of these major forces and gangs were taken aback, and looked Wu Ruotang in gray up and down. I could barely believe my eyes.

The boy looked to be in his early twenties, dressed in gray and gray trousers, and did not even have a formal samurai uniform, but only wore leggings on his feet and pulled his sleeves up at his elbows. An ordinary farmer's outfit is a samurai uniform.

There were a few black cigarettes on his face, minced meat on his hands, and the smell of the kitchen on his body.

Looking at his face again, his ordinary appearance does not have the ring-eyed thick-eyed leopard head that people speculate, nor is it the handsome and chic, handsome and extraordinary demeanor of the Jianghu chivalrous young man imagined by the girls who like to fantasize.

Countless people's eyes were even more round. Tsai looked at Wu Ruotang carefully, trying to find out a little bit of the wind god described by the thin man with copper tendons and iron bones, and his fists were as big as a fight. No, there's nothing different about him.

Could it be that Wu Xiaotang, who is famous all over the world, looks like this farmer? An idol in the hearts of the people was shattered. Only those senior masters noticed Wu Ruotang's heroic and extraordinary momentum.

Zhao Min hurriedly rushed to Wu Ruotang's side, pulled his sleeve, and said loudly: "Everyone, this is my friend Wu Xiaotang, the master of the Ruthless Hall Ximen stabbed him, causing internal injuries and returning to the yin." After speaking, he glanced at Wu Ruotang proudly.

And Wu Ruotang just turned his head blankly, nodded to Zhao Min, and then stared at Princess Jinxiu intently.

"He's Wu Xiaotang?!"

The masters of these major forces and gangs were taken aback, looking up and down at Wu Ruotang, who was dressed in gray, almost unable to believe their eyes.

The young man looked like he was only in his early twenties, gray clothes and gray pants, and he didn't even have a formal samurai uniform, but he had leggings on his feet and sleeves on his elbows.

There were a few black cigarettes on his face, minced meat on his hands, and the smell of the kitchen on his body.

Looking at his face again, his ordinary appearance does not have the ring-eyed thick-eyed leopard head that people speculate, nor is it the handsome and chic, handsome and extraordinary demeanor of the Jianghu chivalrous young man imagined by the girls who like to fantasize.

Countless people's eyes were even more round, and they looked at Wu Ruotang carefully, trying to find out a little bit of the wind god with copper tendons and iron bones and big fists described by the thin man. No, there's nothing different about him.

Could it be that Wu Xiaotang, who is famous all over the world, looks like this farmer? An idol in the hearts of the people was shattered. Only those senior masters noticed Wu Ruotang's heroic and extraordinary momentum. (To be continued.) )