Chapter Twenty-Seven: Mingdu Participates in the Competition (Part II)
Along the way, it took more than half a day's work, and there was no danger along the way, and everyone came to the outskirts of Mingdu.
There are still a hundred miles away from Mingdu, the people of Tangmen have fallen, and then they will go forward to the territory of Mingdu, and Mingdu, as the capital of the country, is the country that is best at soul guides, if it is flying forward, it will become a living target for many air-dominating soul guides.
It was just noon, it was time to cook, although everyone missed Huo Yuhao's craftsmanship, but they couldn't let a disabled person be busy, so Xiao Xiao, Jiang Nannan and Wang Dong'er served as the head chef.
During the meal, Wang Dong'er gently fed Huo Yuhao one bite at a time, and Xu Sanshi was envious, jealous and hateful.
Xu Sanshi looked at Wang Dong'er, who was feeding Huo Yuhao, and then turned his head to Jiang Nannan beside him and said, "My dear, why don't you feed me too." ”
Jiang Nannan said angrily: "Are you expensive this year?"
Xu Sanshi said with a shy old face: "Three and a half years old this year." ”
"Get out!"
"Okay!"
Jiang Mu looked at the noisy crowd, and gently took a sip of the soup in the bowl, which was very comfortable.
For lunch, everyone ate warmly and comfortably, and they were not in a hurry to set off, and there were still two days before the official registration time of the competition. When you enter the Ming Capital, you have to be careful at all times, but you don't have time to relax.
Just when everyone was about to eat, a rapid sound of horses' hooves came, and Bei Bei Ji was just about to get up to check, and Huo Yuhao's spiritual detection and sharing had already been launched.
The person who came was a convoy of horned horses, a total of 14 people, all in black suits.
"Tsk, horned horses, rich silver. Jing Ziyan couldn't help but speak
It's a pity that she doesn't know the value of sitting on a large soul guide aircraft, otherwise she wouldn't be emotional.
This horse team stopped not far from everyone, and as soon as the old man raised his hand, the people and horses behind him immediately stopped, and the whole horse team was extremely controlled, and the order was forbidden.
The old man at the head dismounted, walked a few steps, and then clasped his hands into fists and said politely: "You are invited, I don't know if you are going to Mingdu to participate in the All-Continent Advanced Fighting Soul Competition?"
Bei Bei saw that the other party was also polite, so he stood up and took a few steps forward, and also hugged his fists and said: "Exactly, I am from the Tang Sect, I don't know who the predecessors are?"
"Tang Sect?" the old man was slightly stunned, thought for a moment, and then looked much more solemn, "I was originally a disciple of the Tang Sect, and I was disrespectful." We are from the Tianjia Sect, and we are also here to compete. I don't know if I can make a good relationship with everyone, and after a while, rest assured, we will not disturb you. ”
"The seniors are polite, it's a trivial matter, what's the matter, the seniors, please. Bei Bei said with a smile.
"Thank you so much. The old man of the Tianjia Sect said, and then beckoned the convoy behind him and set up camp next to the camp of the Tang Gate.
The knights of the Tianjia Sect also lived and cooked, and the smell of rice came out from time to time.
I saw that the old man from the Tianjia Sect came with two young people, but this look also looked down on Jiang Mu, the sect was so big, there was no elder leader.
"Hello young man, the old man Han Zhanhu, the elder of the Tianjia Sect, is the leader of this sect's competition, and he has brought young people to meet the world. ”
On the Tang Sect's side, Bei Bei got up and talked to Han Zhanhu of the Tianjia Sect: "Bei Bei, the head of the Tang Sect, has met Elder Han. ”
Bei Bei's elegant appearance easily won people's favor, and when Han Zhanhu heard that he was actually the master of the Tang Sect, he couldn't help but show a look of surprise.
"It was the master of the Tang Sect in front of him, but the old man was rude. Although the Tang Sect is already not famous, after all, it is an ancient sect that has been inherited for thousands of years, and Han Zhanhu was suddenly a little polite.
Bei Bei and Han Zhanhu talked for a while, then left with the two young people, and when they left, they secretly glanced at Jiang Nannan behind them, looking shy.
After sending Han Zhanhu away, everyone in the Tang Sect also leaned under the tree and chatted in a low voice, the atmosphere was quiet and peaceful, quiet like a picture scroll.
It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and while everyone was enjoying this comfort, there was a piercing whine in the air, and everyone naturally looked up into the air.
More than a dozen people descended from the sky, put away the soul guide aircraft one after another, and landed on the side of the Tang Gate.
The newcomers are not as disciplined as the Tianjia Sect, and they are noisy and noisy as soon as they land, so they don't disturb people.
"Starved to death, starved to death, did anyone bring dry food?"
"Hey, Horned Horse, it's not bad, but unfortunately it's far worse than our Flying Soul Guide, and we can only run on the ground. ”
"Further on is Mingdu, we are so close, just eat when we get to the city, who will bring dry food." There is no shortage of food in the city. ”
"No, no, I'm starving, those people came from afar, I think they should bring something to eat, and I want them to pad their stomachs first. ”
These people were all wearing yellow power suits, and the two middle-aged people who led the team were talking about something, and the noise was that of young people arguing on the side.
The one who said he was hungry before was a fat young man with a bit of a roe deer's head. Because they landed next to the Tang Gate, they naturally walked towards the people of the Tang Gate.
"I said, do you have anything to eat, give me some. The fat man said solemnly, with a look of what you should have done.
No one paid attention to him on the Tang Gate, Huo Yuhao leaned on the wheelchair to take a nap, and Wang Dong'er took care of him. Xiao Xiao and Jiang Nannan's two daughters discussed some secrets in the boudoir, while Bei Bei and the other five continued to talk. Eki meditates under the tree and breathes.
"Hey, aren't you all deaf and don't hear me?" cried the fat man.
Wang Dong'er frowned slightly, turned her head and said coldly: "Get out." ”
The fat man followed the sound, and when he saw Wang Dong's child, the whole person was Spartan.
"Beautiful, beautiful Hello, my name is Feng Ling, Feng Ling of the world, Ling of the world, Beauty, you are so beautiful. The fat man didn't care about Wang Dong'er's disgust at all.
Jiang Mu, who was breathing under the tree, opened his eyes, his eyes were purple, and his divine sense turned into a sharp sword next to Feng Ling's neck.
"Roll or die. ”
The fat man salivaed, stuttered indistinctly, and said, "I'm the young master of the Chongtianmen......"
Without waiting for the wind fat man to finish speaking, Jiang Mu controlled the blade of the divine sense sword to stick to the wind fat man's neck, faintly drawing a blood mark.
"I'll get out, I'll get out, don't get excited. The fat man said in fear, although he was crazy, he was not mentally retarded, since he had reported the signboard of the young master of Chongtianmen, he was still not afraid on the other side, and immediately admitted it.
Jiang Mu glanced at the wind fat man, and then continued to close his eyes, and the spiritual blade condensed by his divine sense also dissipated.
The fat man staggered back to the camp with his neck covered, and at the same time shouted, "You wait, wait for me." ”
The voice woke up Huo Yuhao, who was resting, and also alarmed everyone from the Tianjia Sect on the side, and Han Zhanhu, the elder of the Tianjia Sect, watched with interest to see how the Tang Sect handled this matter.
Ji Jiechen thought about it, looked at Bei Bei and said, "I want to do it, I'm almost suffocating." ”
Bei Bei raised his forehead: "Okay, pay attention to proportion." ”
"Good. Ji Jiechen nodded seriously, and then lifted the Sword of Judgment and walked towards the people in the Chongtian Gate.
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