He didn't know what it was like, but it was just for a sip.

"Look at what you are talking about, what is our relationship, we are brothers, brothers who live, I must not care about you. Wan Er said.

He really didn't die until he reached his goal.

Now that I know that you are brothers, do you have done less to pit brothers? If you could choose, Wang Zhili would definitely prefer not to have you as a brother, it is really eight lifetimes of blood mold to have such a brother as you.

Wang Zhili didn't speak, just looked at him like that.

Wan Er didn't speak, his eyes were facing each other, and he was secretly competing.

"Go on. Wang Zhili really didn't want to spend time with him, so he spoke.

"Can you let me take a sip?" Wan Erdao.

When I finally showed my fox tail, I knew that nothing good was going on.

"No, you can't. Wang Zhili replied directly, categorically, without a little mud and water, this matter is not negotiable.

"Just ......," Wan Er still refused to give up, and spoke again.

"No, you can't. Before he could finish speaking, Wang Zhili said again, in order to make him completely dead.

After he finished speaking, Wan Er could only open his mouth and couldn't speak.

"Isn't it just a drink, it's not really a good thing, I'm not rare. "There's no way, our Ten Thousand Great Commanders can only say stupidly.

But how do people listen to this and feel wrong, the typical thing is that you can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour.

Since it's not rare, why do you have to go and drink other people's wine, if you don't open your mouth, there will be no such thing.

Wang Zhili didn't speak, just sat like this, as if he hadn't heard Wan Er's words at all, and what made him angry was itchy teeth.

If it weren't for the fact that this Wang Zhili was really weak, Wan Er would be eager to give him two punches now, so that he could taste what a fist as big as a sandbag is.

In the end, Wan Er felt that it was really boring to stay with him, so he walked out straight without saying hello to Wang Zhili.

At this time, the matter of Qi Li's competition with Qingmang Mountain, the matter of the Great Qin Tiger, the matter of the Mo family, and the deeds of the peerless people in the rivers and lakes completely broke out, vigorously, and almost everyone knew about it.

And the people that the Great Qin State wants to deal with also have some eyebrows, and all kinds of things point to the first vertical and horizontal person.

On Zi'an Mountain, these two people stand side by side on the edge of the cliff, looking down, it is a bottomless abyss cliff, if you accidentally fall, there is absolutely no possibility of survival, there is only one end, that is, broken bones.

Raising their eyes and looking up, they can see the rolling sea of clouds around them, as if they are standing on the sky, looking at the scene, can not help but make people have lofty aspirations in the world.

Only by ascending can you look far away, these two people are Zhao Tianlang and Fu Junqing, where they are now, is the highest peak of Zi'an Mountain, hanging in the sky.

"There shouldn't be anything wrong with that news. At this time, Fu Junqing opened his mouth and said, the scenery that should be refreshing and pleasant, but it could not dissipate the gloom in his heart.

Listening to his words, Zhao Tianlang's already frowning brows deepened a little, and he couldn't lock the boredom in his heart.

"Uncle Shi has also made a move?" After a long pause, Zhao Tianlang finally spoke.

"Yes, the master did find me some time ago, and after speaking, he went to Qili Mountain City. Fu Junqing replied.

There is only one master in his mouth, that is the soldier saint Changqing, and the others are not qualified.

The soldier supports the monarch, and the soldier is the saint of Changqing.

"Mountain town. He muttered.

He is no stranger to this name, the Mo family goes to pray for Li, and the last stop is the mountain city.

Although he lives in the mountains, he does not care for a moment about the major events in the world.

"Does the Mo family still have a move?" Zhao Tianlang asked again.

"No, there hasn't been any news since I came back from Qili. Fu Junqing replied.

Hearing this, Zhao Tianlang knew that something big must have happened in that mountain city.

But what is it that can be worth a trip from Bing Sheng Changqing in person, he still doesn't know.

The mountain city is just a small city, there are countless cities of this size in the world, how can there be a thousand children and eight thousand, before the Mo family went, who heard the name of the mountain city.

Therefore, he hadn't paid attention to the news of this small city before, and when he intended to investigate, the mountain city seemed to have an invisible barrier, and outsiders didn't want to go deep into it at all.

"Did you already know about the matter of Daqin?" Zhao Tianlang asked again.

Although his tone was calm, Fu Junqing could feel that he was now like a fire that had been brewing for a long time, although there was no heresy on the surface, it could break out at any time.

"Yes. "No way, even if you know, Fu Junqing can only answer hard.

He was also like a mirror in his heart, and he didn't care that Zhao Tianlang was asking him, but he probably already had the answer in his heart, and instead of struggling, it was better to admit it generously.

What's more, he is also a descendant of the military saint, a genius, and on this issue, he doesn't bother to lie at all, knowing is knowing, what is there to hide.

Hearing his answer, Zhao Tianlang turned his head suddenly, his eyes looked directly at Fu Junqing, and the bloodshot in his pupils was clearly visible.

Now, where is he still a little gentle and elegant, his teeth clenched, his fists creaking, like an angry beast.

The reason why this is such a gaffe is only because it involves that person, who is also a master and a father.

"Why don't you say it to me?" After a long time, Zhao Tianlang calmed down, but his chest was still undulating, and his depression was hard to dissipate.

"That's what he meant. Fu Junqing still replied lightly.

Hearing this, Zhao Tianlang's whole body was shocked, and his body stiffened suddenly, as if he had been struck by lightning.

In fact, the news was not much different from a lightning strike to him, if not better.

"Why? Why don't you want to see me so much?......" he lowered his head and choked.

Maybe it's because the wind and sand are too big, I don't know what I'm in my eyes, and my nose is sour unconsciously, and I actually left a few tears.

It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, but in fact, it is because they have not reached the sad place.

That person, that is Zhao Tianlang's weakness, and it is also his reverse scale, no matter who it is, he can't touch it, otherwise, he will fight with his life.

"When to act. After waiting for a long time, Fu Junqing asked.

He didn't know the status of that person in Zhao Tianlang's heart, but he could do anything about it.

For his feelings, in fact, Fu Junqing can still understand it, the first Zongheng Soldier and Saint Changqing are worthy of being senior brothers, and they do the same thing.

Fu Junqing was also raised by Changqing since he was a child, and at that time, he was not so crazy.

When he was just over eighteen, the soldier saint Changqing only left a letter, a basic martial arts book, and never saw him again, until he met again not long ago, it was already three years.

There were four big letters left on the letter.

Pull oneself up by one’s bootstraps.