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"Wang Ce can't die!"

Somewhere and somewhere, an old man in brocade clothes had a cold and solemn face: "Xie Shimi, here today, I am a warning." If that child dies, I will personally take your life. ”

Xie Shimian suddenly laughed: "King Xin, you invited me here just to warn me with this?"

"Ridiculous, simply ridiculous. Xie Shimian sneered: "Whether Wang Ce is dead or alive is not something I can decide." I'm strange, everyone knows that King Xiaozhong wants him to die, but you believe that the king doesn't want him to die. Why didn't your royal family discuss it clearly, and then tell me!"

Xinwang Senran shouted: "Xie Shimi, don't think that I don't know your mind. If you are loyal to Your Majesty, that is naturally good. However, in the future of my Northern Tang Dynasty, there is no need to involve a child. He's just a kid. ”

Xie Shimian said coldly: "King Xin, you seem to have forgotten that the rebellion sixteen years ago was because of this child and his mother. Do you want to do it again?"

King Xin was silent, and Xie Shimian turned around slowly: "King Xin, do you want a child to ruin the future of the Northern Tang Dynasty? ”

"Absolutely not. ”

King Xin angrily rebuked: "Your Majesty will not allow you to do that." ”

Xie Shimian was indifferent: "Since I am Your Majesty's minion, then it is my duty to do what He doesn't want to do for Your Majesty." Even if Your Majesty blames me for this and kills me, I will do the same. ”

"Whoever stands in the way of His Majesty, I will kill him. Even if it's Wang Ce!"

"So, Wang Ce must die!" Xie Shi walked away without looking back, and his afterglow shook: "King Xin, don't worry, I won't kill him on the Liqiu Festival, and no one among the young people of my Beiya can kill him in the martial arts." Those who do it at the beginning of the autumn festival have their own people. ”

King Xin was silent for a long time, gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, and looked at the sky, as if he was saying to someone: "Don't worry, I won't let people harm your son!"

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Northern Underworld Sect!

A man from the north handed over a sealed wax pill.

Another man in a Confucian shirt rubbed it open, glanced at it, and his expression moved: "You wait." ”

The man in a Confucian shirt walked into a small building with an antique and quite historical history in the building complex surrounding the mountain: "Sect Master, King Zhong hopes that we will send a powerful character this time to kill a kid named Wang Ce. ”

In the attic, two men play a leisurely game.

"Wang Ce, is that the guy who hit Xiao An hard?" the sect master suddenly asked. The man across from him looked up and smiled and nodded.

The sect master suddenly showed a strange smile: "Accept it." ”

The man in the Confucian shirt hesitated: "Then do you need to re-appoint people?" Xiao An is one of the more outstanding disciples of this sect, if even he is not an opponent, among the young disciples of this sect, only the most outstanding ones can probably kill him!"

The sect master groaned slightly: "No need. ”

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"Big cousin, why did you come all the way here. ”

A handsome young man showed a bit of pride and ridicule in his expression: "I heard that you suffered a loss from a little ghost this time, you won't be so ashamed." ”

Zhou Shenling showed a hidden anger and said with a smile: "That's why I want to ask you to teach that kid a lesson." However, that kid seems to be more powerful than before, and you may not be able to deal with it. ”

The handsome young man proudly said: "Big cousin, Shi Bei San said that he should be impressed, I am one of the best of the young generation of the Yao family." If you can't cultivate, it's not our Yao family. ”

Shit Yao family, shit Yao Sihuai! Zhou Shenling was finally angered by this guy's arrogance, and scolded angrily in his heart.

This Yao Sihuai is from the side line of the Yao family, and his family is poor, if it weren't for his Zhou Shen Ling's help from time to time, it is difficult to say whether he can have it today. Today, Yao Sihuai actually sprinkled those arrogance on him, how could he not be annoyed.

scolded an ungrateful guy in his heart. Zhou Shenling knew that he couldn't afford to offend the Yao family, so he smiled reluctantly: "Yes, it's up to you to help me lose face." ”

Yao Sihuai said proudly: "Don't worry, you treated me well before, I naturally remember, I will definitely earn back this face for you." ”

Suddenly, a man hurried up and whispered a few words in the ear of an elderly man from Yao's family. What should this middle-aged man bear, and then, walked up to Yao Sihuai and several young people and said!

"The head of the family has an order, once you meet a kid named Wang Ce in the martial arts. Kill him!"

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There are only seven days left until the beginning of the autumn festival.

In the past seven days, there has been an endless stream of people rushing to the capital from all over the country. At a glance in the capital, it seems that there are martial arts powerhouses everywhere.

Every person seems to have a different idea, maybe it is to seize the ranking of martial arts to boost the reputation of the family and the sect, or maybe they are brewing in their hearts, how to kill a kid named Wang Ce.

King Zhong wants Wang Ce to die, and King Xin doesn't want Wang Ce to die. Xie Shimi wants Wang Ce to die, and Tan Ji Ru doesn't want Wang Ce to die. The emperor didn't want Wang Ce to die, but others didn't plan to do so.

The origin of everything is related to the rebellion sixteen years ago. The remnants of the rebellion, the participants, and even those involved, each seemed to have a special mind, as if they could not forget that rebellion.

The relevant information about that rebellion seems to be covered up by people with intentions, and it is impossible to find out the truth, and it is always so vague.

What happened in that rebellion? Who were Wang Ce and his mother?

The arrival of the Liqiu Festival and Wang Ce's participation faintly caused the capital to fall overnight and awakened the memories of many people. Like the magma of a volcano, it is surging secretly, and it does not know when it will erupt.

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Who is Mother? Who is Wang Ce?

Wang Ce didn't care, he knew who he was, and he didn't need others to tell him. If it weren't for his own life and death, these things would have been irrelevant to him, and he wouldn't have to care.

There is simply too little information about the rebellion. Wang Ce has checked, and it is difficult to find out the truth. Perhaps the only thing in the dark is him. Wang Ce thought self-deprecatingly.

Fortunately, Wang Ce has always been open-minded and is not a person who likes to drill the horns. Therefore, decisively put down this rotten thing and concentrate on cultivation for the time being.

Perhaps Wang Ce also felt that a certain undercurrent was about to move. This made Wang Ce feel a sense of crisis, which prompted him to concentrate on cultivation while concentrating on becoming a refiner.

There are pills and spirit stones shared by Wang Ce, as well as pills made from Nine Purple Concentric Lotus. Pi Jing and so on, almost every one of them has a breakthrough in one or two realms, and the twelve teenagers under Wang Ce's command have generally reached the innate nine realms.

What about Wang Ce?

The sharpness of the nameless heart method, Wang Ce is now discovering. Although the daily cultivation time is not as good as others, Wang Ce's cultivation progress is definitely not slower than others.

When Wang Ce reasonably increased his cultivation time, and there were treasures such as the Nine Purple Concentric Lotus, regardless of the wasted expenditure spirit stones, his cultivation was simply fast.

Swallowing the last pill made of the Nine Purple Concentric Lotus, Wang Ce slowly refined the medicinal power, allowing the domineering medicinal power to impact in his body!

Silently, after a long time, Wang Ce suddenly let out a low whistle and jumped up, only to feel extremely refreshed: "The Nine Purple Concentric Lotus is really a good thing, but it's a pity that there are too few." ”

Wang Ce stretched his body comfortably and sighed: "The Breath Relief Realm is really different. However, no one knew that when I fought with Gongzi An that day, I was already in the Tongmai realm. ”

"Considering my enemies in the shadows, it is still necessary to hide some strength. Wang Ce smiled: "It's helpless, if you wear this body, you will have to suffer the consequences." ”

"If someone does trick me, I don't mind playing big and stirring up the storm. ”

Wang Ce has never been a person of peace, give him one million capital, and he will dare to do business of ten million. Every pore is impregnated with profit and risk-taking, and that's his way of doing things.

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If the cultivation is broken, it means that more powerful war spirits can be resurrected.

Considering that there were only seven days left, Wang Ce was not sure if the resurrected human male battle spirit would lose a lot of blood. So, this time, it's still the resurrection of the Mysterious Ghost War Spirit!

After the resurrection, Wang Ce endured the discomfort of blood loss and looked at the person in front of him intently!

The war spirit bowed forward: "Li Ruqi...... Li Chengliang, meet the lord!"

Liaodong Iron Rider!