The ruins of the evening are not the afterglow of the sunset, there is no poignant tranquility, and there is no coziness or laziness. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Here, there is only endless devastation, no life, no trace of greenery, and occasional moving things, not zombies but ghosts.

The ruins of the Western Regions are such a place abandoned by the world.

In the past, no one could have imagined that the ruins would have such a lively day, and in less than ten days, tens of thousands of people gathered, and people kept coming.

However, those who can appear in Guillotine Mountain are all strong in martial arts, here, the Concentration Realm can no longer be called a strong person, and martial kings can be seen everywhere, if you go to some big forces to see, you may be able to meet a peerless powerhouse at the martial soul level!

So many strong people gather together for only one purpose, and that is the path of the warrior!

Originally, only martial artists could enter the secret realm, but because of its preciousness and opportunity, countless forces have come forward, taking the country of Zhenluo as an example, there are seven or eight princes and grandsons, all of whom want to enter the path of martial artists, not to mention the children of those dignitaries.

And those countries and big sects, all forces, are not willing to be turned away, and they all want a piece of the pie.

However, in the current situation, the situation is almost out of control, and there have been many conflicts between all parties.

The country of Jinluo seems to be waiting, and he did not take the initiative to stand up and express his position, and it is not difficult for others to guess, because the "talker" of the country of Xian has not yet arrived, and the distribution of the quota of the path of martial artists is really determined, and I am afraid that the two major powers of Xian and Zhen will be influenced.

Seeing that there are less than two days to go, the road of martial artists is about to open, and many people are already impatient, and some people who are in bad moods have quietly begun to breed trouble.

The Tuoba clan is a royal family, and it is also the largest family in the real country, and this time many princes came, and Xian Songmiao was one of the strong people who accompanied him.

When the spaceship of the seven princesses of Xianguo landed, Xian Songmiao also led people to this side.

......

"Senior Brother Luo, there are more and more people these days, and the place where we will meet will not be there already people, right?"

"It's possible, and it looks like we'll have to find a way to contact them. ”

Luo Ying looked around absentmindedly, what the seventh princess, the eighth princess, he was not interested in watching it at all, but how to slip away later, it was still a problem.

It has been three days since he and Yao Gongzi met in secret, and today they will quietly enter the path of martial artists.

When he was looking left and right, Luo Ying suddenly felt a pair of eyes fall on his body like two piercing arrows, he shuddered suddenly, and his heart beat wildly.

Luo Ying turned his head to look, and immediately found the owner of those eyes, the Zhenluo powerhouse he had met in Wushan, who was walking towards this side at this time, and Yun Gongzi was also among them.

Xian Songmiao glanced at him lightly, his face did not change at all, and he looked away, as if he didn't recognize Luo Ying.

How could Luo Ying not know that the other party didn't recognize him, but didn't treat him as a character at all.

Luo Ying was very helpless, since he met Tuoba Yao, Da Shuai's hard work was in vain, because Tuoba Lie must have known that he was here, and he couldn't pretend to be dead, if it weren't for the temptation of the path of the martial artist was too great, he would have slipped away a long time ago.

The matter of the Warrior's Road far exceeded his estimates, and now that he meets Xian Songmiao again, Luo Ying's heart is even more bottomless, I heard that there have been many martial soul-level powers today, who dares to guarantee that Tuoba Lie will not come?

......

Xian Songmiao walked straight in front of everyone, but there was only Zhan Beichen in his eyes, he hugged his fists and gave a junior salute, and said: "Zhenluo Country Xian Songmiao, I have seen Zhan seniors." ”

In the martial arts world, the strong are always respected, even if the princess and the prince are present, they are not worthy of letting Xian Songmiao take a second look.

Luo Ying was secretly shocked, the warrior family who came with Wushuang actually asked a martial soul powerhouse to perform a junior salute?

Zhan Beichen smiled loudly and said, "The Xian Song clan is really capable of producing people, not bad! I heard that Xian Song Chi Fei is also here, why don't you come to meet your old friend?"

"Returning to the war seniors, my uncle set up a banquet and invited the war seniors to deign to go and discuss the matter of the warrior's path. Xian Songmiao said directly. The purpose of his trip was to invite the person in charge of the virtuous country to study the question of quotas.

Who knew that Zhan Beichen said: "Let's let Chi Fei come here to talk about it, Xianguo's wine, I'm afraid that old guy has been hungry for a long time, right? The old man is also trying to invite him." ”

Xian Songmiao's face changed slightly, he was able to come here to invite him in person, he already had enough sincerity, although in front of Zhan Beichen, he Xian Songmiao was still a little inadequate, but after all, he represented the Zhenluo country, if he didn't invite anyone, but let Xian Songchi fly here to discuss matters, then the face of the Zhenluo people would be lost.

"I don't know how to lift! I said don't talk nonsense with them, everyone has their own ability. A dissatisfied voice sounded beside Xian Songmiao.

The man who spoke was wearing a fine mink coat, a long jade pendant tied to his waist, and lotus gold-rimmed boots, a typical Zhenluo nobleman's dress, and dared to speak like this, without asking, he knew that this person must be a prince and a grandson.

Luo Ying admired this guy very much, even Xian Songmiao was polite, and he was polite, and he was a junior gift, you are a child of the Yuanhua Realm, you dare to shout in front of others, and you are not afraid of being slapped to death?

The attitude of the Zhenluo people was so bad that they immediately aroused the anger of the people, and a voice more arrogant than him sounded: "Where did the mad dog come from?

Luo Ying slapped his forehead, this idiot again.

It was the arrogant and fearless man who stood up and scolded, and his arrogant and domineering image of the children of high-ranking officials was better than that of the Zhenluo people.

"Who are you? Under the sword of Xiong Yue, I never drink the blood of the nameless. The Zhenluo man said proudly.

His awkward way of phrasing, I really don't dare to compliment, since I am a sage who likes to throw words and ink, I didn't expect the Zhenluo people to be like this, but it is a little nondescript.

When Zhan Wudaunt heard this, he immediately laughed and scolded: "Ahh

Everyone burst into laughter, between the two countries, most of the time it is like this, after so many years of fighting, no one wants to lose face.

That Tuoba Xiong Yue's face was swollen red, and he was about to scold back again, but Xian Songmiao had already interrupted: "Seniors of the war, now there are sixty or seventy thousand forces from all sides, and when the road of martial artists is opened, one hundred thousand people will gather to say the least, once the scene gets out of control, there will be a river of blood, and I hope that the seniors can make a decision as soon as possible." ”

What he said was reasonable, but Zhan Beichen replied: "Don't worry, since this Tuoba family has said it, each depends on his ability, don't let him talk first." ”