Men talk a lot with their beautiful wives. It's almost the most I've said in the past few decades.

"It's likely that this will be the last, is that all?"

The man who is usually a hanger pulls his face.

"Is it right or wrong to let him go to the Shadow Forest?"

This is the question he struggles with the most.

The beautiful woman exhaled like an orchid and comforted softly, "Chen'er is not a child. ”

The man nodded, "He's a man who stands up to the sky, like me." ”

"However, this time, the master went against the general trend, and the backlash was very heavy, and the days of retreat will not be short. If the Nine Shadows do whatever it takes to be in the Forest of Shadows, he ...... dust"

"Shh The beautiful woman put her finger to her lips and smiled, "How sad your apprentice would be to know that you don't trust him so much." ”

Zhang Junheng immediately shut up. He slowly picked up the wine bowl on the table, sniffed the fragrance of the old wine, sighed, "I haven't drunk in a long time", and then drank it all.

When the wine entered his throat, the man felt that his whole body was hot, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the wind and grass outside the bamboo house.

The beautiful woman was not angry, and today he asked her husband to make an exception. She knew that if Zhang Junheng fell today, she could only go to Huangquan with him - but she didn't care about whether she died or not, she was just thinking about whether she could let a man drink wine on such a day.

After a battle between heaven and man, the beautiful woman came to the conclusion that she could.

"Here we are."

Zhang Junheng's face was an expression that Mo Chen had never seen before, neither serious nor the usual hippie smile. It's a bleak, indifferent, and cold.

He took out his sword from the bench next to him and slowly unsheathed it.

The man's breath was very stable, maybe it was because he drank wine, and there was still a hint of ruddy on his face, "Come on, how many days can you buy for Chen'er, it depends on today." ”

A sword aura of slaughter broke through the roof of the bamboo house, and this sword directly cut the small bamboo house that had been lived in for decades into two together, along with the fire refining room and stove room next to it.

At the same time, it also made a green light hum slightly, "Actually, let you hide for so many years." I boast that I have no last resort for hundreds of years in my life, you, Zhang Junheng, I admit it. ”

"But, to beat me, it's impossible. Even though I'm just a doppelganger, everything you have is given by me, and I know you well. ”

The man pointed at the increasingly behemoth black shadow, and laughed, "Your demon clan is still so confident, your father is still locked up on the top of the mountain, and you are so arrogant as a son?" ”

The huge green eyes turned and trembled, and the anger in them could be imagined: "You will die a miserable death!" ”

Zhang Junheng's scar in his sleeve was faintly painful, in order to save Mo Chen a few days ago, he helped Mo Chen block an incomparably powerful heavenly thunder - it was the one that broke the system, the cost was very high, and this hand was almost impossible to use.

And he has been cultivating for twenty years, otherwise he really doesn't care about Xiao Jiuyou.

But the man has no regrets, even if he lost his life that day, it was worth it.

He is not the person who has been waiting for Lingwu Mountain for a thousand years, he firmly believes that Mo Chen is!

"Lingwu Mountain plucks clouds and mist, and a sword can be used as a million divisions."

A roar and sword qi battle together, this place is remote, this battle is dark, flying sand and stones, and the entire Lingwu Mountain is completely unknown.

Including juveniles.

The reason why Mo Chen's body is a little fast is because his good friend Jin Tao is still climbing the ladder.

He had some ominous premonitions that it wasn't a good place to stay in.

So he urged his true qi, and even the shadow step was used to the extreme, and finally rushed to the bottom of the ladder at the time of the hour, where the fog was much thicker than during the day, and the visibility was very low.

Mo Chen tried to operate his true qi into the Heavenly Spirit Acupoint, covering his eyes, and sure enough, he saw the familiar figure.

But you can't see too far.

"Fatty!" The boy shouted softly.

Soon, however, he discovered something somewhat astonishing. Jin Tao's figure was neither far nor close, and he was actually on the fifty or sixty floors of the ladder, slowly walking down, his face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he was not panting.

Just ...... Just like yourself.

The character Jin Tao is a disciple of the outer sect of Lingwu Mountain. Cultivated as a late warrior.

When Mo Chen saw the character panel displayed by this system, he was dumbfounded and dumbfounded on the spot!

In the past, only the gap in cultivation was too large, such as Deng Yang, Zhang Junze and the like, would show a general cultivation, such as "late stage of martial arts" and "late stage of martial arts". No matter how high it is, there is no way to detect the cultivation of Elder Liu and Master.

And Jin Tao at this moment, he actually only showed the cultivation of a martial artist in the later stage.

It shows that his cultivation is at least comparable to Deng Yang!

But it's only been half a day, how is it possible?

Mo Chen watched the fat man walk all the way from the fifty or sixty floors in front of him, the clouds and mist seemed to be afraid of him, and wherever Jin Tao passed, the mist all dispersed towards the surroundings.

"Fatty, are you alright?"

asked tentatively, Mo Chen found that Jin Tao's eyes were different from before, that lively and honest little fat man was now like a different person.

And Jin Tao looked straight ahead for a long time before he noticed Mo Chen, who was looking at him, and he said unhurriedly, "Senior brother, I am very unwell, and I am going back to my residence to rest, so I will not accompany you." ”

Cold, unprecedentedly cold tone.

With such a large amount of refining pills and bearing coercion, it is inevitable that Jin Tao's body will be uncomfortable, and Mo Chen has no doubts about this. But why, this tone and this attitude are the same as before?

Looking at the much thinner back, passing by himself, Mo Chen's heart was mixed.

What happened in this half day? Fat man, how many floors has he reached?

Unknown.

"I hope the fat man is just overworked today and in a bad mental state."

Originally, I wanted to say goodbye well, but I didn't expect this to be the result, but Mo Chen had no choice, he looked at the increasingly thick clouds, and was a little dazed.

The master pulled himself back from the top one step at a time, and he still endured such a big price, if he really let that behemoth break out of the seal...... Lingwu Mountain, no, the entire Great Song Kingdom, the entire Shenzhou Continent, can stop its footsteps?

Even the ancestor who has the strongest history in Lingwu Mountain can only use his life to seal a thousand years of the endless longevity of this demon dragon.

A thousand years later, what about today?

"Master said that during the period of retreat, Lingwu Mountain may not be safer than the Shadow Forest." Retracting his gaze, the boy planned to go back to his residence for a short rest, and it was about to dawn.

And just as Mo Chen left the ladder to climb the clouds, he vaguely saw that in the clouds, there was an inconspicuous small object, emitting a little light.

It's a copper coin.

Mo Chen's head hurt a little. If Jin Tao even threw down this copper coin, then the situation would be far more serious than he thought.

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