a horse's face, pale as if it had not seen the sun for many years;

A pair of narrow eyes shone with a cold light between opening and closing

......

Wang Ming instantly thought of the quasi-corpse king standing on the twin bridges. Wang Ming's gaze quietly shifted, his face was calm, and his heartbeat remained unhurried.

"Who is that person?" Wang Ming said with a big grin, pointing with his finger seemingly casually as he spoke.

"Which one?"

"The one with two pigtails is wearing a lot of shell-like armor and holding it in his mouth...... The little girl of the sugar gourd. Wang Ming saw clearly that it was a sugar gourd, and there was some light in his eyes, the imperial capital is the imperial capital, and the sugar gourd from the root of the imperial city is always indispensable.

"Oh, that's Lin Xiaobei from Minzhou. Director Yang glanced at it and immediately said, "The martial arts cultivation is sixfold, and he barely entered the Minzhou team, and he didn't enter the top fifty of the Qingyun List." ”

"What about the barefoot man?" Wang Ming pointed with his hand again.

"He Mangnu of the Tianshan Sect in Queensland, because he never wears shoes, is called He barefoot. Speaking of this, Director Yang's face became rich, "Many martial arts are famous for their boxing skills, but this He is barefoot but strange, fighting with others is a pair of big feet stepping on, the footwork is simple but very effective, but it is a seven-fold cultivation of martial arts, which is considered weak in the Queensland team." ”

"Why is there a little old man over there?" Wang Ming asked, raising his hand and pointing at a guy from the Xiazhou team who was as tall as Fang Shiyu and had a head tattoo on his face, "What kind of outfit is he?"

"This guy's surname is Jiang, his name is Jiang Daya, don't you see that he has a shiny big tooth?" The expression on Director Yang's face became more vivid, "This guy is a wonderful, his wife was pregnant for two years before he was born, and he was born with a forehead tattoo like a little old man, so many years of people have grown up, but his face is always the same as when he was born, he likes to wear a lily hat, and he always carries a fishing rod behind him, so the locals in Xiazhou call him Lisa Weng, from Dai Yuezong." ”

Wang Ming asked while pointing with his hand, and found that the horse-faced young man in the Huazhou team no longer paid attention to him, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Wang Ming instructed the people of the other teams to eliminate the vigilance of the other party.

If he kept staring at the horse-faced boy, it was likely that he would sense himself, and if he was pointing and talking about others, and the people of other teams were doing similar things, he would not be so prominent.

What Wang Ming saw were all people sitting on cold benches in the teams of various countries, Director Yang said it easily, just like telling legendary stories, but in fact, Wang Ming didn't dare to underestimate these people. He even had a feeling that these unknown people who were not on the Qingyun List were likely to be even more powerful than the people on the Qingyun List.

For example, Jiang Daya of the Dai Yue Sect, Wang Ming instantly thought of Jiang Ziya. With the fishing rod behind him, Wang Ming felt extraordinary, if he didn't wave the fishing rod, no matter how far or near the people were, no matter how high or low the cultivation was, he would be hit, and his moon-fishing technique was "similar".

He of the Tianshan Sect in Queensland is barefoot, and he looks like a barefoot immortal when he looks like he is dressed up alive. Many martial arts theory classics emphasize boxing, feet on the ground in order to borrow strength from the earth, do not advocate easy to lift the feet, a lift of the foot center of gravity is unstable, in fact, it will sell the flaw to the other party, and this He barefoot in the opposite way, there must be something outstanding.

Wang Ming remembered that the national arts on the earth are also divided into southern fists and northern legs, and this He is barefoot and has the temperament of a grandmaster.

Wang Ming immediately sent a message to Fang Shiyu and asked him to take a good look.

After a while, Fang Shiyu's tears flowed out, his eyes were red, and the feedback was similar to what Wang Ming thought, and the people he said were very lucky.

Wang Ming pointed and discussed here, which naturally attracted the attention of others, Lin Xiaobei, Jiang Daya and He Barefoot all glanced at Wang Ming.

Wang Ming nodded at them.

Song Que is different from the boss's focus, the three Yan brothers of the Yanzhou Crazy Sword Sect, and Yang of the Yangzhou Seven Star Sect saw these Song fat men in their eyes, and admired this in their hearts, they were really on the Qingyun List, and their momentum was extraordinary.

Each of the eight clans had about three or four hundred people, and two or three thousand people were not very numerous at all in the south gate square of the Imperial Palace, because the square was too big.

Everyone didn't wait long, and the palace attendants began to sing, singing until everyone had their names and who came forward.

Four golden water bridges opened, and an attendant with more than a dozen dragon scales held the entrance of the bridge.

Wang Ming noticed that a round mirror was erected at the entrance of the bridge, I don't know what material, there was a curve in the middle that divided the mirror in two, and the left one was somewhat misty like ground glass.

Director Yang explained on the side: "This is a demon mirror, I'm afraid that some Terran warriors are dressed as demons." ”

Wang Ming nodded to show that he understood, which was equivalent to going through the security check.

With a cup of tea, everyone passed through the four Jinshui bridges and came to the south gate.

At this time, the middle gate slowly opened, and the chimes and orchestras inside rang in unison, and rows of mermaids who looked like princes came out of it.

Wang Ming fixed his eyes and saw that it was Qin Yue, His Royal Highness the Second Prince, and he thought that the other princes were all in charge of the reception of other pavilions.

This mutual luggage really reflects the essence of red tape, such as the front of the luggage to be crowned, collar, ribbon, after the "three positive" and then respectfully luggage.

The five thunder gates were unified back to the Nine Gods Seal Ceremony.

After tossing for a long time, entering from the middle gate, some samurai were more excited, blushing, because generally speaking, the left and right sides of the door are opened, and the middle door is open to welcome the middle door, which is a very high courtesy, which shows that Emperor Shenwu attaches great importance to this year's big competition of bushido. Some samurai commented that this situation was rare in the past years. Some are more direct, that is, this time the imperial capital Dabi someone wants to achieve the great martial god, because over the years, after the opening of the middle door, the great martial god has appeared, and then the imperial capital has been flat for nearly ten years, and this year is a blowout year and so on.

Wang Ming just paid attention to every brick, tree, flower and grass in the imperial palace, not to mention the architecture and gardens, which were not far behind the heyday of China on earth.

It's really not royal and I don't know what it means to be rich, Song Que was a little dazzled, and he said in his heart that even if he made a lifetime of money, he couldn't save such a big house?

Although Fang Shiyu was a son of God, he was also physically and mentally shocked at this time. In their mountain village, Fang Shiyu doesn't love the landlord's old fortune's big house, so he likes to follow the piglets over the mountains and mountains, and now his thoughts are a little different, such a big house for himself to live in, and he won't feel bored if he lives for ten years or eight years.

Zhang Xia raised her eyes to shimmer, she saw a majestic cultural aura rising to the sky, to a height of 100 zhang and falling down like a wicker silk, this is the atmosphere of Wenhua like a canopy, but also like water to make clouds and rain change, the days of the imperial palace under the formation of a vein.

Gu Panxi saw the divine beast, the phantom similar to the Xuanwu beast was in the north, it should be the Xuanwu divine beast, as for the south gate, there was only the Vermilion Bird Divine Beast in the void. There are both east and west, but their presence can only be felt when the vision is blurred.

What Wang Ming and Hua Yinluo saw was Huang Mang—the breath of humanity. Wang Ming turned her head and saw Hua Qingluo whispering a reprimand for her precious son. A strange feeling floated in Wang Ming's heart, as if this flower green pothos had secretly glanced at him several times.

At this moment, Wang Ming heard someone from the Yangzhou team gradually leaning over next to him muttering: "What will the emperor come up with in a while? Is it a martial arts or a competition to chant poetry? Is the prize still a Heavenly Rank Triple Exercise?"

"Haha. Boy, the prize may not be an exercise either. ”

"What's that?"

"A certain princess, please be a concubine. ”

The conversation between the two drew laughter from the people around them.