In the secret room.

There was a shrill roar from time to time, mixed with the sound of throwing knives and the woman's painful moans and begs for mercy.

"Gong Jiu, I want you to die without a whole body!"

"Gong Jiu, I'm going to peel your skin and pluck your eyeballs!"

"Miyahisa, die!"

(The Son of Darkness Far Away: For some reason, I suddenly felt a heartache, this... What exactly is this?)

Whoosh!!

Throwing knives shoot out one by one.

The talented woman was still begging for mercy at first, but a knife had been inserted through the middle of her skull, bleeding all over her face, and then spreading the entire metal turntable, and Wei Tong was still venting.

His throwing knives are accurate.

In fact, the turntable is constantly turning.

But the throwing knife he shot was evenly inserted into the talented woman's body.

It wasn't until he finished venting that he looked at the turntable in the distance with red eyes.

Fresh blood pooled down the turntable and dripped onto the icy chamber floor.

...

Holy Gate.

Elder Wisdom looked confused.

Can this be won?

A look of miscalculation appeared on his face.

But soon that look faded.

took a deep breath, stroked his long beard and muttered: "No wonder the big murderer has become a small murderer, it should be here, and sure enough, everything is not as expected by the old man." Hahaha!"

Looking at it from afar, he didn't feel guilty in his heart, after all, in that case, he made the most correct judgment, but it was the false holy son, he was wrong, right?

So it's just a fluke.

The courage of the horseman, the courage of the horseman, compared with the master, is too bad, although he won, but he doesn't know that it is extremely easy to break?

He was so anxious to show himself, it was Mu Xiu who would be destroyed by the forest wind.

I don't know how to be low-key, I don't know how to forbear, this is not a person who does big things!

In history, there are countless brilliant geniuses, but most of the geniuses are dead people, and this false saint son is afraid that it is only one of them.

Elder Wisdom nodded frequently, impressed by his thoughts.

He stood on a high pavilion and looked out over the railing.

The autumn leaves of Mt. Bikong have turned into a withered yellow sea.

The flying leaves swirled one by one, and they were blown into the air by the sudden mountain breeze, and then they fell low.

It's like a hidden dragon.

The little furnace was running around in the courtyard covered with yellow leaves.

She's not running around.

She's practicing her body.

A school was listening to the Chao Sword Sect to learn "Nine Steps of the Stream".

As long as the light work is high enough, can you get rid of the sadness of turning into a river of countercurrents?

As long as I run fast enough, will the melancholy that follows me never catch up with me?

Dressed in a strong suit, she shook her little arms back and forth, suddenly squeamished, and ran out like a 100-meter sprint.

She had already left her behind.

Why do you care so much when you run?

It was only after I finished running that my heart jumped, as if I didn't follow the footwork.

After trying several times, I found that I couldn't always follow the description of the exercises.

The small furnace groaned slightly.

Sincerely, the golden stone is open!

My efforts will surely move the heavens.

I'm working so hard better than that Son!

I'll do it.

Ning Mengzhen, come on!

She clenched her fists, simply left all the "Nine Steps of Chasing the Stream" behind, and started the 100-meter sprint body practice...

I have to say that maybe this kid is a good seedling for the Olympics in the earth.

"Senior Sister Ning, Senior Sister Ning. ”

A third-generation female disciple of the Holy Gate came running.

Ning Mengzhen's face was solemn, and he asked indifferently, "What's the matter?"

After all, she is a woman of the Holy Son, she must be cold, she can't show her heart, she can't be happy and angry, she can't talk casually, and she must always maintain a strong posture.

Ning Mengzhen silently recited "I am a strong man, I am a strong man" in the bottom of his heart a few times, and between his expressions, there was a little cold and arrogant.

Three generations of female disciples showed admiration.

Yes...

Is this the breath of the superior? When will I be able to do this?

However, she didn't forget her mission, and hurriedly said, "Elder Heavenly King passed you over. ”

Ning Mengzhen had a cold and noble look: "Isn't the elder still presiding over the selection of the new elder?"

The three generations of female disciples said, "Elder Heavenly King temporarily put down the selection, saying that he was looking for you in an urgent matter. ”

Ning Meng's heart was full of question marks, but his expression was very indifferent, he nodded, and said with Xia Ji's expression: "I know, go down." ”

Three generations of female disciples left respectfully.

Xiao Lu Ding blinked, his performance just now seemed to be good, he didn't expect to be able to act like this, he really laughed to death.

After combing it slightly, he changed into a goose yellow long skirt and went to the side hall.

Elder Heavenly King was already waiting for her.

The gloomy old man with a hooked nose looked happy.

Seeing the petite figure appear in front of the door, the Heavenly King Elder slowly spoke: "You know everything the Holy Son did, right?"

Ning Meng was really like being struck by lightning.

What?

What did the Son do?

What happened to the east window?

Xiao Lu Ding hurriedly said: "I... I don't know anything, it's none of my business. ”

Elder Heavenly King: ...

He coughed and said, "The Holy Son shines on the Weiyan border, first beheading Murong Cha, and then killing Zhai Zhenzhong, even if the three thousand Yan soldiers are destroyed under his design."

At this time, he faced the east, put down his arrogance, and said that if he wanted to challenge the younger generation of the Shadow Academy, he would wait for three months in the north of Tianya Mansion and outside the Strange Number Canyon.

During this time, I hope you can accompany him, after all, you are indispensable to him. ”

Elder Heavenly King hoped that the relationship between the two would warm up earlier, so that the Holy Son would be able to step into the transcendent path earlier.

Ning Mengzhen was a little stunned.

I... Am I indispensable to him?

She suddenly felt some warmth in her heart.

"Well, okay, then I'll pack up, when will I go?"

Elder Heavenly King muttered, "I will send five elite disciples, plus a first-generation elite to escort you to the Alien Canyon, and set off early tomorrow morning."

You can go to the logistics office to pick up the property, pills, and treasures, and I have already informed you. ”

Ning Mengzhen nodded, to be honest, she also missed her Holy Son a little.

This is a very strange feeling, in the past, when the Holy Son was cold, she was both loving and afraid, and in the face of the current Holy Son, the word fear has been removed, and only the joy of her heart remains.

(Far away in the unknown, Son of Darkness: Why... Why is there such a heart-rending pain?)

Elder Heavenly King watched the petite figure leave, and fell into deep thought.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the 3,000 troops of Wei have been pitted, which shows that there are meticulous works in the high-level of Wei.

And the battle in the Strange Canyon is completely a trap.

It's a trap with no life or death.

But even so, the Holy Son was able to break the game strongly.

That kind of desperate situation, even the Heavenly King Elder didn't know how the Holy Son turned the tables.

Changing places, he has no way, at most he will die to prove his arrogance.

But the Holy Son won, a big victory, not only won, but even won the reputation of the "Great Wei Sword King".

A true Yuan Realm master at the level of the king character...

It's really rare, it's very rare.

And such characters, even the Heavenly King Elders, are heartbroken.

Elder Heavenly King only hated that he couldn't be by the Holy Son's side at that time, otherwise it would be unpleasant to kill all directions.

Since the Son has done it.

Then the head of the Lu family, Zheng Furong, the old man should also be mentioned for the Holy Son.

After a little thought, the Elder Heavenly King wrote hard, wrote a short note, and walked to the backyard of the side hall.

A moment later, a pitch-black eagle flew from high in the sky and landed on his arm.

The Elder of the Heavenly King tied the note to the black eagle's talons, and then threw away the meat.

When the black eagle finishes eating, it flapps its wings and flies away, and then enters the sky.

The order of the elders has gone down.

The assassins of the Holy Gate, who were hiding in the dark, would soon receive a secret order to "let Zheng Furong, the eldest lady of the Lu family, die by accident".