After hearing Zhang Fang's proposal, Song Shidao and Song Yuzhi couldn't help but look at their hearts with doubts at the same time, curious about what was so outstanding about this handsome little guy who looked white and clean, and could be praised by Zhang Fang so much.

But Song Lu's face already showed a smile of understanding.

Because of the relationship between age and experience, Song Lu's height and the scenery he saw are not the same as Song Shidao and Song Yuzhi.

From Fang Cai's simple exchange, he had already realized that for some reason, Zhang Fang was never willing to establish an open cooperative relationship with any force that could dominate the world.

But he didn't seem to be averse to cooperating with Song Valve, so he introduced a heart mark to act as their middleman.

In his opinion, it doesn't matter how strong or weak the heart is at all.

As long as he can keep in touch with a young master like Zhang Fang with super strength and unlimited prospects, even if he is a wine bag and rice bag, Song Valve is willing to accept it and give him a good treatment.

However, after holding Song Lu's horse's head and whispering a few words to him, he turned around and said that before they entered the city, they had seen two wild wolves mate, and after Song Shidao also joked a few words by the way, everyone's eyes on Xinji became different.

If this kind of talent can be used for his own use, his help to Song Valve is definitely not under a top master!

In this case, Xinji's intention to join Song Valve was quickly achieved. It's just that this matter still needs to be postponed, according to Zhang Fang, after they finish solving the matter at hand, they will rush to Luoyang together, and then it will not be too late for Xinji to officially join the camp of Song Valve.

Regarding Zhang Fang's arrangement, Xinji did not raise any questions.

He only wanted to kill Shen Shifeng now and avenge his poor sister, and as for his own future development in the Reincarnation Tower, it was not in his scope for the time being.

In the next two days, Zhang Fang began to conduct surprise special training for the combat effectiveness of the heart scar.

Although, in such a short period of time, it is unrealistic to want his strength to improve by leaps and bounds, but at least to improve his actual combat experience. In this way, he will not be dragged back in the subsequent actions.

Then, it was Zhang Fang and Huo'er who took turns to start a hellish devilish drill against him.

One thing to say, this guy's foundation is actually quite good.

Not only has the foundation of the "Yijin Sutra", but also has practiced the "Glass Sword Technique" recorded on the glass sword, and its martial arts configuration must not be low. It's just that the combat talent is too stretched, and ten percent of the strength can be exerted in actual combat.

It's like a handicap party, playing action games, and driving a large number of monsters to be abused by the little monster, and I can't bear to look at it directly.

It is difficult to completely reverse this kind of talent defect, but it can still be done with some targeted reinforcements. For example, in the past two days of devil training, the results have been very remarkable, and they can already make the heart scar exert six or seven percent of its combat effectiveness in actual combat.

Horizontal comparison, probably similar to Fu Junyu?

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The Evil Emperor Temple was originally an extremely secret underground building, and those who did not know the location may not be able to find it even if they exhausted their life's efforts.

Twenty years ago, Xiang Yutian found Lu Miaozi and built a Taoist temple above its entrance, called Qiyun Temple, which is considered to give those in the know a clear coordinate.

This Qiyun view is located on the mountainside of a strange mountain, the rock color on this mountain is red like cinnabar, strange peaks and strange cliffs, emerge endlessly, extremely strange.

On the appointed day, Qiyun Guannei.

Zhang Fang casually took out a fresh fruit prepared in advance from his private space, handed it to a little monkey with fiery red hair on his shoulder, and then wrapped his arms around his chest, and looked around with interest at the old statue of Lao Jun, who was falling off and peeling, dusty and dusty, and in a depressed and cold atmosphere, a woman in white who was kneeling down devoutly.

The woman stood upright, and because she maintained a kneeling posture, her figure was a little taller than that of ordinary women, and it was not so conspicuous.

Although she was kneeling down to worship the statue at the moment, she was holding a delicate bronze mirror in her hand, admiring her appearance, but her expression was a little sluggish, as if she remembered something that he would never forget.

From Zhang Fang's angle, you can clearly see half of her delicate face reflected in the mirror, as well as some tears in her eyes.

Seeing this, Zhang Fang hurriedly reminded: "No matter what this face makes you think of, it's best not to cry." If we cry and wear makeup, I'm afraid that our overall plan will have flaws that shouldn't exist. ”

The woman was shocked when she heard this, and hurriedly carefully wiped the tears that had not had time to fall from her eyes with her sleeves, and then picked up the bronze mirror again to confirm that her makeup was okay, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. put away the bronze mirror and said: "Thank you Brother Hua for reminding me, it's the younger brother who has lost his temper, so I won't take it as an example." ”

What came out of her mouth was the voice of a heart.

Seeing a beautiful woman who looks charming, but what comes out of her mouth is a neutral man's voice, that kind of extremely contrasting stimulation, even Zhang Fang, the initiator, feels that he can't accept it.

"Smack!"

slapped him violently, covered his eyes, and sighed weakly: "Brother Heart, you must remember that after the enemy appears later, you must keep your mouth shut and hold back your words!" ”

"Poof!"

As soon as these words fell, behind the statue of Lao Jun, a girl's chuckle immediately came out.

I secretly wondered: Isn't it all your work that I have made me what I am now?

However, because the plan was completely dominated by Zhang Fang, he kept silent very interestingly.

"Poof......"

At this moment, Heartmark's pet Partridge suddenly flew back, swirling around his head, but his mouth was chattering.

After hearing this, Heartmark immediately spoke: "The enemy has come, there are six in total, and the more specific partridge boy can't say clearly. After a slight pause, he then explained: "You don't understand what Partridge Boy is saying, I can only translate it, so shut up." ”

Zhang Fang nodded lightly when he heard this, indicating understanding.

Because Shen Shifeng had seen the partridge boy before, the heart scar was subjectively unwilling, and there was no need to let it take risks. So he was rewarded with a large bowl of grain and invited a dozen ordinary birds in the mountain to help.

When the enemy appears, they will fly into the dense forest next to them and tell the Partridge Boy the news, who will relay it on his behalf.

Because when they saw the enemy's birds, they didn't fly to Qiyunguan at the first time, even if Shen Shifeng and the others knew the ability of the heart scar, and he had betrayed, it was difficult to think of him. If he can even think of this, then he is not imaginative, but can predict the prophet.

But everything has two sides, even if a message is passed on by several people's mouths, after a few more transmissions, it may change its appearance, let alone an animal with a simple IQ?

It is already very valuable for them to know from the mouth of the partridge that the enemy has arrived, and that the number is six.

After learning the news that the enemy had arrived, Zhang Fang not only did not put on a tense posture, but sat cross-legged against the pillar very relaxed, and took out the Heavenly Sword by the way, and laid it on the ground in front of his knees.

A moment later, a strange sound sounded outside the audience.

At first it sounded like a baby's cry, then it turned into a woman's scream.

Zhang Fang ignored this and still handled it calmly.

But the little red-haired monkey squatting on his shoulder was frightened, and after a few strange "squeaks", he ran away from the window.

The magic sound outside changed again, from front to back, left to right, fluctuating, into a square concentrated outside the temple gate, and became more and more high-pitched and unpleasant, turning into a ghost chirping ghost. It's as if you suddenly arrived at the Shura Underworld, thousands of tragic ghosts are coming to ask you for your life, phantoms and ghosts, and there is a secret murderous opportunity.

This time, even the heart marks were "delicate" trembling, as if they were about to lose control under the attack of the magic sound.

One thing to say, although the magic sound this time is loud, the intensity is not high, as long as it is a resolute person, even if the cultivation is poor, it can barely resist. is like a heart scar at this moment, although it is affected, it is also gritting its teeth and persevering.

Just letting the other party be so arrogant doesn't fit Zhang Fang's temper.

But he saw that he unhurriedly picked up the Yitian Sword in front of him, and with a slight push of his thumb, the blade of the sword was unsheathed by an inch.

"Boom!"

A sword roar sounded, like a sword light that opened the world, directly cutting off the illusion created by the magic sound. Then, outside the temple gate, there was a woman's muffled snort, and all illusions disappeared.

At this time, Zhang Fang turned his sword, the scabbard was facing down, and he stomped on the stone brick in front of him.

"Boom!"

There was another high-pitched sword roar, which spread throughout the four fields, filling the entire hall with a murderous aura: "Six, since you have all come, why don't you come in and die quickly?" So as not to waste a precious time! ”

Zhang Fang's words fell, and a burst of incomparably wild laughter suddenly sounded outside.

The next moment, six figures in a row rushed in!

The face of the first person is like yellow paper, skinny, and he looks like he is about to die, and his eyebrows and forehead are full of deep wrinkles, but he is extremely tall, taller than the middle-aged beauty next to him.

The burning eyes did not match his miserable and tired face at all, bright and clear as a child, but in the depths of his eyes, there was a faint expression of coldness and hatred that no child had, which made people shudder to see.

The green clothes he wore were surprisingly wide, with a kind of awkwardness that did not fit his body, and a one-legged bronze man with golden light on his back, which should weigh at least hundreds of catties, but the burden on his back seemed to be as light as a hair, and it was not a burden at all.

From this person's appearance and weapons alone, Zhang Fang has judged the identity of this person, who is known as one of the eight masters of the Demon Gate.

The beautiful woman beside him is dressed in colorful clothes, and her age seems to be between the double ten at first glance, and she has to take a closer look to know that the years are not forgiving, and there are crow's feet like cobwebs radiating to the sideburns at the corners of her eyebrows and eyes. But her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her eyes are like autumn water, and she is always an out-and-out beauty embryo, but her jade face is so pale that there is no blood, and she lives like a beautiful ghost from the underworld.

However, at this time, he was disheveled and pale, obviously suffering a big loss when he was in charge.

Zhang Anxin secretly thought that she should be the only woman among the four disciples of Xiang Yutian, and the "Mei Niangzi" Jinhuan is true.

Looking at both of them again, I saw two middle-aged men, one tall, one short, one fat and one thin, entering side by side, but they were more than a foot away from the others, as if they were on guard against everyone.

One of them is a big man in a strong suit, with a large iron shovel on his back, a hooked nose and deep eyes, and an indescribable evil smell, and at a glance he knows that he is not a good character. The most bizarre thing is to wear a crown on his head that the emperor used to crown the crown of the sky.

The appearance of another fat man is even more flattering. But his face is as wide as a basin, his chin is bulging, his two thick lips are protruding like a bird's peck, and the pair of big eyes are like two ghost fires, his body is short and fat, but his hands are as thick as tree trunks.

He also had a string of blood-red beads on his head, which made people feel even more indecent.

In Zhang Fang's mind, Shi Qingxuan's previous description of the four people immediately appeared, and corresponded them with the people in front of him one by one, and immediately judged that it was Ding Jiuzhong who wore a high hat, and the ugly fat man was Zhou Laosigh.

Compared with these four plot characters, the pair of young men and women who appeared with them are much more eye-catching.

One of the sons was dressed up, looking chic and dignified, with a modest expression.

The other woman is also handsome, dressed in red, and her clothes are inlaid with many gems of various colors, which looks unique.

It's just that after these two people appeared, they stood on the left and right of the six respectively, and they didn't seem to be close.

After these six people appeared, You Niaoti, who was the leader, suddenly laughed out loud: "It is rumored that Hua Qianshu is a disciple of Bi Xiuxin, and it is reasonable to stand up for that girl." ”

"But I've heard that Hua Qianshu's spirit ape can not only transform into a human form, but also has good martial arts, and even Fu Cailin's disciples are not its opponents. How could he be frightened and run away by a few magic sounds from 'Mei Niang'? ”

With You Niaoti's words, the eyes of the six uninvited guests fell on Zhang Fang's body at the same time.

But after seeing that he heard the words, he stood up unhurriedly, glanced at You Niaoti absently, and said, "You say I'm not Hua Qianshu?" ”

You Niaoti looked serious: "You're not!" ”

At this time, Brother Gongzi, who was standing on the far left of the crowd, said softly: "If you are not Hua Qianshu, impersonating this person is not a wise decision. In fact, his situation is more dangerous than that of Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, who are related to Yang Gong's treasures. ”

Before Zhang Fang could say anything, the woman in red on the other side said impatiently: "Why are you talking so much nonsense, yes or no, don't you know if you try it?" ”

As she spoke, she suddenly raised her right arm, and she didn't see how she moved, but her jade arm suddenly glowed with a strange light. After the light dissipated, the originally white and good-looking arms had been covered with a layer of arm armor.

Just listen to "Ding! Bite! With a few sounds, four small cannon muzzles like pocket Gatling popped out from the arm armor, and they were aimed at Zhang Fang.

The next moment, four gun ports rotated at high speed at the same time.

"Whoosh! Sou! Sou! ”

Countless flying needles, like a raging storm, hit Zhang Fang's head and face. There is no particular attention to the landing point of these flying needles, but because the number of shots is too large and the speed is too fast, even if any martial arts master encounters it, I am afraid that it will have a headache!