Vigilance vigil, when Cen Pengtian felt that he had finally overwhelmed Zimo, he found that this was not an easy job to complete. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info the function of his body, telling him that he was very sleepy and needed to rest, but he had to lift his spirits and be vigilant and observe his surroundings.

Experienced old birds, not like Cen Pengtian, the old birds know how to protect themselves to the greatest extent and not consume their physical strength, they just sit there and close their eyes to find the enemy's invasion.

Cen Pengtian is obviously not an old bird, just an authentic rookie.

Cen Pengtian is in a very bad state now, he began to regret why he stopped this job, this idea disappeared later, what Zimo can do, he will definitely be able to do.

Cen Pengtian raised his spirits and continued to look at the surroundings, Zimo said that there was an enemy in secret, so he must guard against this enemy.

Of course, at this time, he wished that Sun Meiwan would come to the door, if he could take the opportunity to kill Sun Meiwan, it would be wonderful, so that he would not have to raise his head in front of Zimo.

Cen Pengtian recalled how he looked that day, well, even he felt ashamed, how could he be so cowardly? Thinking of this, he held his hand on the necklace again and sighed.

His movements froze, as if there were people, he immediately looked around, swept them one by one, but found nothing. However, he did not relax, he suddenly remembered that the enemy in the dark was a master with a hidden destiny.

He was more vigilant, he wanted to call someone, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he closed it again.

What is it? Opportunity. Overwhelmed Zimo's opportunity, as long as he solved Sun Meiwan by himself, Zimo dared to underestimate himself.

Thinking of this, Cen Pengtian's eyes scanned the surroundings, his sharp eyes were full of vigilance, but there was still a kind of excitement at this time.

Tread, tread, tread.

This is? Footsteps! He couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the opponent who gave Zimo a headache was so easy to expose? Or that Zimo has been scaring himself.

The voice seemed to be right in front of him, and he looked ahead, his whole body tense, ready to fight.

He was even more puzzled in his heart, could the hidden destiny be so easily exposed? No one will give him an answer, though.

Tread, tread, tread.

The footsteps of the people who came maintained a strange melody, as if each sound hit the heart, Cen Pengtian had an uncomfortable feeling, his body became irritable, and more importantly, with the footsteps, he could no longer maintain the peak fighting state.

Before he saw him, he had already taken the momentum first, such a formidable enemy, a cold sweat broke out on Cen Pengtian's head, and his eyes were full of solemnity.

Of course, there is also excitement, the same but different thing from Zimo is that the enemy is used to conquer in Cen Pengtian, as long as you want, there is no enemy in this world that you can't conquer.

Cen Pengtian's family is different from other families, and it has formed a family with the nature of a warlord in the front-line battlefield. If it weren't for this disaster, he would stay here for a year at most, and then join the battlefield with his family, which is the tradition of every warlord family.

Nowadays, in the Pure Land, there are two main families, one is the kind of family with a long history inherited from the age of science and technology, and they dominate the Pure Land by virtue of the advantages accumulated in history.

The other is a family of warlords slowly formed on the battlefield of the army, who slowly accumulated military merits on the battlefield and finally formed a family in the sea of corpses and bones.

Most of them are in control of an army, so for the cultivation of the children of the family, give them at most one to two years of free study time, and eventually they will be sent to the battlefield. As for whether they will die or live on the battlefield, it is entirely up to them to make their own creations.

Of course, the boundaries of this kind of family are very thin now, after all, only by mastering the army can they have the right to speak, which is something that every family has gradually realized.

But there are still contradictions and confrontations between the old and new families. The ancient world represents a kind of longevity, and the orthodox warlord families have a grassroots color, because they are all killed from the bottom.

Tread, tread, tread.

Cen Pengtian's battle state that he had finally adjusted was broken again, but when he saw the person coming, he immediately frowned, this was obviously not the strong enemy in Zimo's mouth.

The Hidden Natal Owner will not fight in such an upright manner. The person who came was a young man about the same as him, about 1.8 meters tall, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, wearing a white shirt, and his angular face was cold, like the ice fields of the Northland.

But there was more subtle cunning in the cold eyes.

Cen Pengtian looked at the person who came, frowned, stared at the young man, and asked vigilantly, "Who are you?" ”

However, the boy did not look at him, the boy scanned everything around him, and then continued to walk.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? Cen Pengtian frowned and asked again, but his voice was already angry.

Is this teenager deaf? Even if you are deaf, you can't be blind, right? Then there is only one answer, and that is to clearly ignore yourself.

Ignoring himself, he dared to ignore himself, he thought he was Zimo? No, even Zimo didn't dare to do this to himself.

The most intolerable thing for an arrogant person like Cen Pengtian is to be ignored, but this young man doesn't even look at him.

"I ask you, who are you? What are you doing here? Didn't hear me? ”

Cen Pengtian repeated again that he felt that all bad people and bad things had been encountered by him during this time. Damn, it's so damnable.

If Zimo is here, when he encounters this situation, he is afraid that he will do it directly.

It's a pity that Cen Pengtian is not Zimo, so he still asked.

The young man in the white shirt heard Cen Pengtian's words, glanced at him, and then frowned, "You're very noisy, you know?" ”

You're noisy, you know?

The casual tone made Cen Pengtian stunned for a moment, followed by a surging anger.

Damn, you must teach him a lesson, teach him a hard lesson. Cen Pengtian breathed a sigh of relief at this time, tidied up his sleeves, and his movements perfectly revealed a kind of aristocratic demeanor.

He raised his head arrogantly, as if the high-spirited young man of the past had returned again, and this state was so incompatible with the current Star City.

He glanced at the white-shirted boy, "Then, boy, you can tell me where you came from, and unfortunately tell you that this place is already occupied by us, and if you want to stay here for one night, it is not impossible." ”

The young man in the white shirt was a little confused by Cen Pengtian's move, what is this for? Tidy up your clothes and quietly put on an X? Or is it like this for everyone now?

The young man in the white shirt is still confused, what kind of trick is Cen Pengtian doing?

But there is no need to think about it, Cen Pengtian's actions have already told him the answer, and at the moment when the young man in the white shirt ran away, Cen Pengtian, who had a solemn face just now, rushed over like a rocket.