Chapter 289: Salute

Walking forward, pressing the road of Tianxuan, there is only half a pillar of incense, and we see this huge city gate.

The corners of his mouth sparkled, and he was almost out of town. It seems that my friend still weighs a lot.

Walk out the door, affirm the direction, and sweep straight forward.

The central region is much richer than the western region.

Not only is the heaven and earth vibrant, but the lush forest is hopeless.

In this city, in the branch of the World Chamber of Commerce and Aja, in the lobby, above the hall, sits a white-faced person.

Tian Xuan'er sat at the top of the list next to him. It's a field.

Below the hall, the club was filled with strong men with impatient expressions on their faces.

"Third Miss, what do you want in the end? You don't hesitate to bow down to your master's token and let me come here?" complained a slightly obese martial artist at the bottom of the hall.

"Well, it's been a long time, why not declare. What about it?" the warriors returned.

The little boy drank his tea, glanced at Wugong, Tianxuan's eyes flashed with teasing, and then replaced him with sincerity.

"I represent Heavenly Court, not my father, thank you for your efforts and everything you have done for Heavenly Court!"

After that, he turned around and bowed deeply to the white man who had sat in front of him, then turned and saluted the warriors below the hall.

"That, on behalf of my respect for each and every one of you!"

Everyone looked at each other, but the status of the Son of Heaven was unusual, but he had to fight back.

"When you go home this time, you will definitely report your efforts and achievements to your father. ”

"Leaving this family, more than five years, want, say goodbye to this. ”

Say it, take your fist and say to the people in the lobby, "Sabai, farewell!"

The words came down and turned away without any slippery soil and water. Ding Xiaohua saw the situation, and was not in a hurry for his youngest son to hold his fists, and said coldly, and then Tianxuan'er.

"Your Excellency, this young lady who came out with Miss Three two hours ago has left the city. Can you get it back?"

Sand adores the white face, without joy and anger. He waved his hand. "It's going to be late, it's been a long time. How can we catch him?"

Then a mystery appeared on his face. "Miss No. 3 of the Tian family, in the sky, she took the risk to restore Fang Azhou in the waves, knowing that I and the elders belong to the same faction, and even landing in the club, there must be a conspiracy. ”

I thought about it carefully, but I couldn't understand it.

In my mind, I said, "How can a soul warrior child, in the midst of chaos, make waves?"

Look at the crowd and say, "Are you done with the portrait?"

When a martial artist heard this, he walked out, "It's already drawn." ”

He made a craft out of sand and landed one in his hand. One unfolded gently, and Ouyang Mian walked clearly on the paper.

Black and white eyes, sharp eyebrows, fierce scars on the face, and even the small jar on the shoulder, are also presented.

A flame ignited from the finger in the sand, "Scatter, if the detective has news, come back at once, and capture as alive as possible." ”

Before the sound stayed, the people disappeared.

The crowd retreated after saluting the available seats.

The power of heavenly martial arts, say that.

On the Ark, Tianxuan can no longer play. Sincerity disappeared in front of it, replaced by a smile that could not be concealed.

"Uncle Xiaohua. A soft voice came out, with joy, so that the burly man's face darkened, and he came out with some joy.

Don't pay attention to Tianxuan, the direction of the cockpit was quickly washed away.

Tianxuan laughed blatantly, and Tianhui staggered at his feet, his black face getting darker.

After a while, Fang Azhou shook and took coffee in the sky in the distance.

In the forest, Ouyang used the moon to shuttle.

The small forests in the central region seem to be particularly numerous, but in half a day they have already crossed several patches.

At first, Ouyang was worried that there would be some terrifying monsters in the forest. Half a day later, there was no threat to see, except for a little bit of wildlife.

With a burst of air, Ouyang was taken aback, flew to the top of the tree, and took a closer look.

How about a fiery red circle, swept from a distance, and after a few breaths, Ouyang realized that it was a martial arts soul warrior!

Flying with the wings of a brigade, are you too ambitious to have any terrible monsters at all?

I didn't want to, but the red dot in the distance seemed to find itself and turned left Ouyang.

A little frightened, I smiled secretly.

I was so easy for a long time, I forgot about my former husband and my previous life, and if I wasn't careful, I forgot about the hidden opportunity.

Behind the huge wings of the brigade, slowly agitating, Ouyang suddenly stood up and waited.

In the early morning, the first rays of sunlight shone on his face, and Ouyang couldn't help but breathe for a long time.

In the middle of the night, Ouyang forcibly pressed the emptiness of the general body. It was by relying on the strength of his body, away from the battlefield, knowing that the sun was rising, that Ouyang breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking up at the sunny, mind-of-the-mind idea of practicing physique is stupid.

Or the inner sprout, sitting on the cross knees, and even spitting, carefully combing the chaotic inversion of the body.

On the body, the clothes were just uneven, and the wounds were cut towards the knife, dense, but today the scab was not in major difficulty.

In addition to the insight, the body meridians were covered with small wounds due to the forced use of marksmanship, and the internal martial arts were extremely strange and chaotic.

Calm down, you will walk the Fa Sutra, use the only five yuan, and make up the meridians little by little.

In the meridians, the crystals of the six energies continued to evaporate from the Wu source, filling the dry meridians little by little.

Under the third-level sunlight, Ouyang, opened his eyes and gently exhaled a casual choking breath, injured in the meridians, and had been combed to the tube.

Open your hand and there is a huge storage ring facing you.

Interest only flashed in his eyes, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and Wu Yuan washed the ring and wiped away the old traces.

After a while, a quiet voice pierced Ouyang's eyes, and his spirit couldn't wait to burrow into the storage room.

A surprise appeared, and the capacity of the ring exceeded Ouyang's estimation period.

A little, at least a hundred feet. Did you know that the storage ring in your hand still needs to kill your own soul warrior?

And with the soul, in the direction of the storage ring, there are hundreds of squares, then we can see the gap between the central and western regions.

Put down your shrinkage and continue to visit the rope, and the surprise all the way appeared on Ouyang's face again.

There are millions of Wujing, piled up like a mountain, all of them are of high quality, and nothing else.

Suddenly, a gentle whisper, a piece of jade appeared in his hand.

Xiaoyu, crystal and pulling, like a book. But if you look closely, you don't open it at all.

"I don't understand, why do they look like books?" When his heart retreated, Ouyang found her heart and invaded the jade.

A large string of information, from the jade book to review their own hardship and read the classics, I don't know how many times more convenient.

"It turns out that this book, but not with the eyes, but with the heart. ”

The 20 minutes of "An Overview of Middle-earth" suddenly came to people's minds, presenting a large, colorful three-dimensional image.

When his son looked younger, Ouyang's pupils narrowed, and he couldn't help but exhale vigorously.

It's a book. Here is a detailed map of the Chubu region.

In this regard, the people and the customs, the power of the peoples, and even the famous and powerful ones, are all signs one after the other.

When Ouyang's shrinkage wavered, he suddenly remembered Ling Wuzong. The image in my mind suddenly extended in the direction of infinite magnification.