Chapter 137: Taiwei moves his true character

Tai Lieutenant Fuzhong.

Captain Zhou walked slowly.

He inserted three spiritual incense into the incense burner, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.

In addition to the cost of the body, the consumables used to cast spells are obviously also expensive.

In just over two months, the number of spell casts was as many as twelve times, which made Zhou Taiwei very annoyed no matter how good his temper was.

He was well aware of the prince's desire to stabilize his position and seek merit, but it was uncomfortable to be driven by the prince to work.

"Lift it up!"

Mrs. Zhou's gaze swept over.

In the past, those who were drawn by magic were standing, but now there is one more lying down.

But it's not a big problem.

The mana of the Yin and Yang family presents two states, solitary yin and solitary yang, this kind of mana is extremely powerful and powerful, which is especially special in the cultivation sect.

But everything special is more conspicuous.

Especially the withered sect of the Yin and Yang Family, there are only two light pole masters left now, as long as he does the traction of similar mana, he has a certain probability of tracking the whereabouts of the other party.

The only requirement is that the medium through which he uses the spell must really be related to the Yin-Yang family, and it must be the true inheritance of the other party.

One wrong step, one wrong step.

If Zhang Xuezhou did not have the true inheritance of the Emperor or Jinchang, he would inevitably be led by the nose and wasted in a useless search.

Zhou Taiwei was on business at this time, he was not enthusiastic but not perfunctory.

After exhaling, he saw Zhang Qian carrying Zhang Xuezhou with a calm face.

Zhang Qian's face changed from being colorless to not changing color after returning to normal, which made Taiwei Zhou feel a little more favorable.

Some people and things need to be at a critical juncture to show the truth, and it is obvious that the psychological quality of this young general named Zhang Qian is indeed extremely good.

Zhou Taiwei indicated the place to place, and Zhang Qian immediately stiffened his body and put Zhang Xuezhou down.

"Man Qian, Uncle Man Qian, I'll call you a few more times at the end, if you cheat Ziwen, we can be regarded as parting last words" Zhang Qian said: "I hope you won't cry because of the lack of tongue when you wake up tomorrow!" ”

He was prepared for the worst in his heart, and was ready to pull out his tongue with Zhang Xuezhou.

Hearing these words, Mrs. Zhou's old face wrinkled.

Zhang Qian made the worst plan, and he will lose his old capital today.

This made Taiwei Zhou feel bad.

He took the water from his servant, and when he poured it into his mouth, he took out a willow branch from his sleeve pocket.

Waiting for the mana traction infusion, Zhou Taiwei sprayed down on Yang Liuzhi and Zhang Xuezhou with a mouthful of water, turning into a hazy mist.

In the movement of the corners of his mouth, Taiwei Zhou's body swayed, and a servant quickly stepped forward to support Taiwei Zhou's body.

"Oh my God!"

In the air above the Taiwei Mansion, an old shout came.

This made Zhang Qian quickly look up.

As a person with small achievements in cultivation, Zhang Qian does not lack the perception of mana.

He could clearly see that Taiwei Zhou's body was supported by his servants, but his mind had already broken away from his body and stood in mid-air.

The sound he had just heard originated from Captain Zhou's body, but it came from mid-air.

This strange asynchronous voice and body made Zhang Qian's scalp tingle slightly.

"Ground!"

The shouts came again, and the willow branch held by Taiwei Zhou flew out and inserted into the mist.

There was a sound like a sucking 'chirp', and Zhang Qian saw that the willow branch grew in the wind, quickly turning from one foot long to three feet, then to five feet, then to seven feet, and finally fell to nine feet high, which was higher than his body.

"Qiankun!"

The shouts came again, and Zhang Qian saw Zhou Taiwei looking down, and a majestic and vast mana hit the mist of water.

The mist quickly turned into a curtain of water, like a reflection in the water, and the scene began to appear on the water curtain.

Zhang Qian stretched his neck, and saw that the water curtain revealed a small house with a strange layout from the darkness, and a strangely dressed boy and a girl gathered at a square table to eat.

Looking at the small poultry meat in the other party's bowl, Zhang Qian couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

His gaze slowly moved down from the meat, and he saw that the bowl where the other party held the food was particularly exquisite, as if it was cast by white jade, and the exquisite patterns on the bowl made Zhang Qian's eyes widen.

"Where is this?"

Zhang Qian stared at the exotic scene, and then looked at the furnishings in the Taiwei Mansion.

The Taiwei Mansion represents almost everything at the top of the Han Dynasty, but compared to the small space where the boy and the boy are located, Zhang Qian only feels that there are still many inferiors.

Whenever he took a bowl from the young man and the girl, Zhang Qian felt that he would inevitably be robbed by the nobles of Chang'an City.

This kind of anomaly, even the crown prince can't help but pay attention.

But the boy and girl in the water curtain were obviously not unreturnable, and the prince took a deep breath, feeling that this time the investigation had no result.

This made a trace of unwillingness appear on his young face.

No one wants to be beaten and beaten without knowing it, the court needs the truth of the matter, and it also needs to dig out the possibility of a truce from the truth.

The crown prince did not expect to leave for the mission of the murderous country, and according to the six relatives of the murderous country, the probability of the mission encountering risks was extremely high, and it was difficult to obtain the truth.

But under the pursuit of various means, this truth seems to be difficult to achieve for a while.

For now, the tracking of this spell has obviously failed again.

The prince's eyes drooped slightly, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he only heard Taiwei Zhou shouting again in mid-air.

"Whoever is disturbing my practice, open!"

Captain Zhou's beard is white, but when he drank, he still had the power of the three armies when he was young.

He let out a loud shout, and the majestic mana burst out from the primordial spirit, causing the branches of the thin willow tree to shake continuously.

The scene in the water curtain changed and changed, the images of the boy and the girl began to disappear, and a red flame began to spread.

As if in an endless burn, the flames were so bright that it was difficult to see anything else.

"How can this be reasonable, you are a down-and-out yin and yang family can stop me Zhou Yafu!"

The bursts of shouting continued, and the mana instilled by Taiwei Zhou increased and increased, and although the nine-foot-tall thin willow tree no longer increased in height, it became more and more thick.

"The captain seems to be serious this time?"

Beside the prince, the coachman Wei Qing whispered in a low voice, making the prince nod slightly.

He almost turned his body back, and sat aside to carefully examine the water curtain.

Taiwei Zhou obviously noticed something, so he started to move.

This may involve the fighting methods between the Yin and Yang family and the imperial court, whether it is to seek the truth or increase knowledge, this is something that the prince must take seriously.

He looked over and saw that under the continuous infusion of Zhou Taiwei's mana, a little black shadow appeared in the flames.

Like a ghast hidden in the void, the black shadow roared.

"The skill of the charm and the spirit of the ghost also dares to use it to show ugliness!"

Mrs. Zhou shouted.

It's not that he has to shout two sentences every time he moves, but when he gets older, his strength, mana, and spirit are not good, and he can only use the stimulation of drinking to maintain a high level of performance for a short time.

Mrs. Zhou pointed to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other.

In the midst of the cheers, a roll of bamboo slips flew out of the Taiwei's mansion, and another sword shot in the air.

"Go!"

Captain Zhou threw the bamboo slips down.

The bamboo slip pierced through the water curtain and turned into a cage under the black shadow.

The black shadow slammed left and right in the cage, letting out a roar.

Endless flames continued to rise, as if to burn the cage made of bamboo.

But before the flames could burn the cage, Zhou Taiwei took the sword from the air with his right hand and slashed at the water curtain.

The sword shuttled through the water curtain, and the sound of gold and iron suddenly sounded.

In mid-air, Zhou Taiwei Yuanshen looked incredulous.

The thin willow tree planted on Zhang Xuezhou's body self-destructed without fire, turning into gray dust in the breeze.

He looked down, couldn't help but suppress the tremor of his body, two puffs of green qi erupted from his nostrils, and then he fell down on his back.