Cui Tianzheng looked at Shi Xueman in front of him, the firmness and stubbornness between the little girl's eyebrows, and he could vaguely see the brilliance of Shi Beihai back then. Even lawlessness is a bit godlike.

"Have you considered the consequences of doing so?"

His tone was calm

"Think about it. Shi Xueman calmly met Uncle Cui's gaze.

"Enter Zhenshen Peak with Duanmu Dusk and leak the secrets of Zhenshen Peak. Using Zhenshen Peak without authorization to hunt down and kill the Blood of God Mission in the Emerald Forest, have you thought about the reaction of the Elders?"

Shi Xue said in a deep voice: "I've thought about it." It's all my own decision, it has nothing to do with anyone else, and all the responsibility is my responsibility. ”

Cui Tianzheng glanced at her and said meaningfully: "Why are you in such a hurry? At the current rate, in another ten years, you can take over your father's class, and in another twenty years, the future of the Five Elements Heaven is yours." You just have to follow the steps, everything is yours. Whether it's hatred or favor, you can reciprocate it according to your heart. ”

"I know. Shi Xueman nodded: "But I know that once I accept these things, I need to do what they want." What they give me, whether I like it or not, I have to take it. If I don't take it, it's not mine, they need someone who fits their heart. ”

Duanmu Dusk next to him chuckled silently, he was from a family, and he felt this very deeply.

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight, and every good thing is either hard-won or must be abandoned.

Cui Tianzheng persuaded bitterly: "Young people need to be patient, when you are in power, what is the difficulty of what you want to do? ”

Shi Xueman shook his head: "I was already old at that time. Do what you want to do at the age of 20, do what you want to do at the age of 30, do what you want to do at the age of 40, do what you want to do at the age of 40, do what you want, don't wait, you can't do anything when you are old. ”

Duanmu Dusk was a little stunned when he heard it.

Cui Tianzheng said helplessly: "You're not afraid of dragging down your father?"

Shi Xue blinked: "This is what my father said." ”

Cui Tianzheng was dumbfounded, and only shook his head after a while and said, "You father and daughter, it's really not worry-free." Well, anyway, my duty is to take care of this Zhenshen Peak so that it doesn't fall into the hands of the enemy. For the rest, you are the person in charge, and you have the final say. ”

Cui Tianzheng is a master and has a transcendent status. As for Zhenshen Peak being taken away, he was not worried at all, even if Dai Gang was there in person, he would have to pay a huge price if he wanted to take Zhenshen Peak.

"Let's go, then. ”

Shi Xueman simply gave an order.

The people of Emerald City were horrified to find that the Zhenshen Peak outside the city suddenly lit up in the dark night.

Bang, bang, the thick old vine is like a chain anchor pulled up, and on the faint transparent light mask, a dazzling and blazing light mark lights up, and it flashes away very quickly.

The huge mountain peak slowly drove in the sky, the strong Yuan Force fluctuations dispersed, and the wind swept across the Emerald City, and the Zhenshen Peak was like a Yuan Force Storm that was slowly moving.

Could it be that Zhenshen Peak wants to attack Emerald City?

Intense fear gripped the city.

Outside the city of Ningcheng.

A caravan in the typical old earth style, eye-catching.

Unlike the Five Elements Heaven, the old land has a large and complex population, a slow pace of life, and a large number of customs and habits of the Xiuzhen era have been left behind. Of course, in the eyes of the Five Elements Heavenly People, it is a patch scrap style.

The lack of resources, the thinning of the Yuan power, and the fact that it was once the center of the Xiuzhen world, and the large number of caves and blessed lands and sect ruins left behind have led to the magic weapons of the Xiuzhen era being everywhere like garbage.

The patch style of the old soil also comes from this, the upper body is the heavy armor of the body refining sect 30,000 years ago, the lower body is the skirt armor of a certain sect 70,000 years ago, and he is carrying a demon gate chopping knife that does not know the years, and the head is either a Dao crown or a hat, and the most troublesome thing is the shoes.

Most of them are different from left to right, and merchants are also trying their best to do this. For example, the left foot tiger head wind boots, the right foot of the green dragon stepping on the cloud shoes, there is a special saying, called the dragon walking tiger step. What else is idle clouds and wild cranes, swords and swords, wind and fire, are all configurations that can be sold at a good price.

However, in recent years, due to the war, the price of these things has risen dramatically. If you want to be like back then, it is absolutely impossible to sell magic weapons.

The affected Silver Mist Sea had to change the opening of the gates twice a month to once a month. In order to keep the water volume of the Silver Mist Sea from being too low, the Silver Mist Sea is now trying to dump metal ores to increase the power of the Silver Mist Sea's gold yuan.

The patch waste style of the old soil has always been the object of ridicule of the Five Elements Heavens, symbolizing backwardness, poverty, and decay.

However, now, when this caravan of the old land walked outside the city of Ningcheng, it made countless people's eyes bloodshot. Those magic weapons that seem to be patches are quite expensive these days.

It's all god's blood!

The blood of the gods cultivates blood spiritual power, and some magic weapons can still play a role in their hands, which directly causes the price of magic weapon scrap to skyrocket.

Red eyes are red, but no one dares to mess around. In these years, there is no simple old earth caravan that dares to walk in the Five Elements Heaven with such a swagger. Several of the guards of the caravan are real Yuan Xiu, and their strength is not weak, their expressions are fierce, and their equipment is even better.

"Damn, why are you a little nervous? ”

The leader of the caravan, a fat man wrapped up in a tight body, took a piece of malt candy from his bosom and put it in his mouth and rattled it.

Let Ah Hui have a good look at his achievements in the past three years!

In the past three years, I haven't eaten and waited for death!

Ai Hui, wait and be surprised!

I gritted my teeth and chewed the sugar, and after three years of suffering, I was waiting for this handful to show off. He took a deep breath, then stopped a pedestrian.

"Excuse me, how do you get to the Sword Cultivation Dojo?"

The gate of the Sword Cultivation Dojo.

There are two more figures beside the bad old man in the past. The bewitching copper ghost and the cold and arrogant fish are uncomfortable at the moment. The two urgently transferred a batch of precious materials, and finally exchanged for the opportunity to rub the porridge.

However, before they could step into the sword cultivation hall, they were stopped by Tian Huzhu and accompanied him to guard the door.

The senior of the Volcano Tianzun spoke, and the two had to accompany them.

The poor two deputy leaders of the Tianfeng Department, since they were young, have never guarded the door for anyone. Countless eyes converged, and the two of them only felt uncomfortable.

But Tian Huzhu kept pointing out them, and they had to bow their heads and listen.

“...... Never let anyone in easily, that's our rule. You see, you have put so much effort into it, and the porridge has not been drunk, and others have drunk it, can you bear it? Anyway, I can't bear it. Hmph, even if you old man Weichi is here, let's fight it too, anyway, it's not that we haven't fought. ”

The two of them broke out in a cold sweat, and they didn't dare to breathe.

Tian Huzhu spoke up, and waved his hand: "The trick of guarding the door is to let the trick shine! Whoever will stare at whom, the eyes must be fierce, and the people who want to fish in troubled waters, when they see your eyes, their hearts will be empty." As the saying goes, the gentleman is frank, and the villain hides the machine. Well, who let you in?"

The middle-aged man who walked to the door was startled, and when he saw the three people at the door clearly, his face changed suddenly.

The middle-aged man quickly showed a flattering look on his face, almost trotting, rushed to the front of the copper ghost and Yu Jin, and said respectfully: "But the copper ghost and the fish jin? When the owner heard that Miao Hai did not report to the headquarters and challenged Ai Hui without authorization, he was furious, and in order to apologize, he specially sent the villain to prepare a gift to express his apologies to His Excellency Ai Hui. I didn't expect to meet two adults, I was so lucky......"

He Cheng's tone was enthusiastic and his speed of speech was fast.

"Longxing Dojo ......" A light flashed in the bronze ghost's eyes, and he and Yu Jin glanced at each other.

The background of Longxing Dojo is deep, and the owner Yang Zhen is a figure that neither of them is willing to provoke easily.

As soon as the bronze ghost wanted to speak, he heard Tian Huzhu say impatiently: "Put down the things, and the person can go." ”

He Cheng was furious when he heard this: "You old man, you don't know anything, and the owner of the farm has good intentions......"

Bang!

One foot fell into He Cheng's face, and He Cheng was like being hit head-on by a wild beast, and flew out more than ten feet directly, unconscious.

The copper ghost's pupils contracted suddenly, and the kick just now ......

He saw clearly just now that He Cheng had the mark of the golden dragon on his clothes, and he was the master of the golden dragon. Master Jin Long didn't even block a move, if it was himself, could he dodge?

The copper ghost was dripping in cold sweat, and he didn't have the slightest certainty in his heart.

Tian Huzhu casually threw the things in his hand on the ground, which was a gift from He Cheng. The old man was very dissatisfied and said: "The little guy is very good in other aspects, but he is stingy and refuses to eat at all." ”

The fat man who arrived at the door of the dojo was stunned when he watched this scene.

The guards of his caravan were all pale.

The leader of his guards suddenly thought of something, his face changed again, and he whispered in his ear: "That old man is Volcano Tianzun Tian Huzhu, a master! The one wearing the mask is the deputy head of the Tianfeng Sect, the bronze ghost, and the woman next to him is Yu Jin, the deputy head of the Tianfeng Sect. ”

"It's a small thing to look at the gate, but if you can't do a small thing, how to do a big thing......"

The old man's babbling words came.

Sweat snaked down the fat flesh on the fat man's face, his clothes were all soaked with sweat, and mung bean's small eyes were full of horror.

Look at the gate......

Ah Hui is looking at the gate here, and there is a master and two deputy radicals!

Why are my legs and stomach trembling?

Did you go somewhere?

"May I ask the three adults, what is this...... Is this Ai Hui's Sword Cultivation Dojo?"

The fat man's voice was trembling, but none of the caravans behind him laughed at him, and they were even more unbearable. In front of a master and two deputy leaders, it is already brave to not kneel and talk on his stomach.

The old man glanced at him: "That kid said he has a fat friend, named Qian Dai, is it you kid?"

"Yes, yes!" replied the fat man excitedly, and for a moment, he felt so proud that he completely forgot that he had come to show off.

The caravan members around him straightened their chests and looked proud.

"You can go in, no one else can. ”

The old man waved his hand.

It's really the gatekeeper......

The fat man swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and hurriedly hunched his waist, damn it, I've never seen such a big person!

But his mind was soon filled with another thought, Ah Hui is now developed!

Hey, hey, the fat man is also going to be developed!

The fat man who walked into the dojo in a daze suddenly heard a cheerful voice.

"Long time no see! Fat man, I'm so happy to see you Loulan!"

The fat man's body shook and he raised his head.

He saw the familiar figure standing in front of him, looking at him and smiling, and Loulan raised his arms to cheer.

Countless identical figures, in the wilderness, in Matsuma City, in front of him, overlapped, tears blurred his vision, and when he saw the figure in front of him again, the fat man's mouth trembled, with a crying voice.

"Ah Hui!" (To be continued.) )