I have a martial arts palace

Dead silence.

A dead silence.

In the control cabin, Da Qiang and Xiao Hong watched the collapsed sand dunes quietly, while being 'sluggish', they slowly played back the previous scene in their minds.

No one knows better than the two of them how difficult it is to cultivate the Nine Layer Thunder Palm.

In just three hours, the Nine Layers of Lightning Palm has achieved great success. What an astonishing talent this is.

"Daqiang, 50 years ago, did you ever hear of a person who understood Xuanwu skills for three hours?"

After a long time, Xiao Hong looked at Da Qiang and said.

Daqiang pondered for a while, nodded and said: "Yes, among countless geniuses, only one can do it. Even General Han Yichuan will need three or four months to understand it."

Daqiang tapped his chest lightly to calm down and reconnect the circuit that had just crashed briefly.

Xiaohong nodded:

"Yes, there is only one who, at the age of 30, reached the top of the grand master and overwhelmed a generation..."

Daqiang looked at Xiaohong, and slowly uttered a name that could shake the world today:

"Lin... Lang... God!"

……

At the same time, the far southern border.

The sky is vast, the fortress stretches, and the place where hundreds of thousands of legions are stationed is boundless and magnificent.

This is a place soaked in blood, where even the sky is red.

In the center of the fortress, in a room that is full of technology and looks like an office.

"Commander, you are here."

A guard stepped into the room and looked at a tall man behind the desk.With his body behind his back, he looked up at the huge screen map behind the desk.

From the back, the man's hair is messy and oily, as if he hasn't washed his hair for a long time, and his shirt is wrinkled and ordinary.

If you just look at it from the back, it looks like an ordinary middle-aged man, smoking a cigarette and playing games, maybe after the kindergarten is over, he will go to pick up the children.

But the guards looked at him with incomparable reverence.

Because of him, he is the supreme commander of the Southern Frontier Defense Force, the Dinghai Shenzhen of the Hanhua Kingdom, and the number one enemy of the South China Sea Kingdom—Lin!Lang!sky!

"Xiao Wu, something is wrong."

Lin Langtian turned around, with a square face, a slightly tired look between his brows, and strange eyes, like two deep dark wells. After seeing them, he might be curious about what terrifying monsters are hidden inside.A peerless sword?A prehistoric dragon?Nobody knows.

Even though he had seen those eyes countless times, the guard still felt a little flustered this time, took a deep breath, and said:
"Commander, the Nanhai sect has revived. According to reliable information, a large number of congregants have entered Heyang Province, Jinwu Province, Beihe Province and other places. There are more than a dozen innates, and even a half-step master." The guard reported.

The Nanhai religion, something similar to a cult organization developed by Nanhai in Hanhua, has brought together a large number of "Jingnan" elements and various criminals who can't get along in Hanhua, or they hate Han for various reasons. There are a huge number of people in Huaguo.

Their main activity is to destroy all the precious things of the Hanhua Kingdom, including assassinating professors from various schools and elites from all walks of life, in an attempt to weaken the Hanhua Kingdom.

Of course, the talented Hanhua genius is also on his must-kill list.

However, since the Great Qing Suppression 20 years ago, the Nanhai Sect has disappeared.Unexpectedly, after lurking for many years, it has recently revived and extended its palm to the land of the three provinces-the most important rear of the frontier defense corps.

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, and quickly guessed the intention of the Nanhai Sect:

"Heyang, Jinwu, and Beihe, these three provinces have a large population and a large number of talented people. They have always been our recruitment centers. More than [-]% of the generals in our army and more than [-]% of the elites are from here. It seems that the South China Sea The church thinks that our army will kill the future generals in the cradle."

"I can't let you do what you want."

He pondered for a while, and said: "At present, most of the generals are busy with important matters, and the masters are also in short supply. Well, let's send three deputy generals of the low-level masters to take some people to each province to investigate and wipe out these people. Bunch of scum."

"Commander, do you have anyone to choose?" the guard asked.

He is not only a security guard, but also a personal assistant such as a secretary and an assistant. He is very good at conveying orders and preparing reports, and it can be said that he has a lot of power.

Lin Langtian thought for a while, and named out the names of the two lieutenant generals, who were dispatched to Jinwu and Beihe provinces respectively.As for Heyang Province, after thinking for a while, he said, "Just Han Mulan, she is a second-tier grandmaster, and she is strong enough. I hope she won't lose the prestige of her father Han Yichuan."

Speaking of Han Yichuan, a nostalgic look appeared on Lin Langtian's face. It's a pity, if it wasn't for the great war, he might still be alive now.

He sighed softly, turned around, and continued to look at the map, not knowing what to think.

The guard saluted and turned to leave.

……

Heyang Province, Jiaoyang City, somewhere in a secret place.

Six hours passed, and Song Jiahui and Wang Yu woke up leisurely.

Wang Yu still felt a little soft in his palm, and instinctively squeezed it, it felt like an arm, but also like a thigh.At this time, a refreshing fragrance was also smelled in the nostrils.

It's not Tang Hu's lavender fragrance, but... a sweet milky fragrance, which seems to penetrate into the soul, and the fragrance is as light as a dream.

When Wang Yu opened his eyes, he saw Song Jiahui looking at him with a complicated expression.

That's not the point, the point is that the faces of the two are very close, Song Jiahui's breath can reach Wang Yu's face, even a little itchy.

Bow your head, your own hand is on someone else's arm.

"..."

He was startled, rolled over and rolled out of bed.

When I took a closer look, I realized that the beds of the two had joined together at some point.

Song Jiahui didn't speak, but hugged her knees, and looked at him quietly, her expression was as complicated as a dish of dark food - with Wang Yu's eyes, she couldn't tell what to express.

"I, I, I... I didn't do it on purpose." Wang Yu said tremblingly, he was really afraid that Song Jiahui would kill him in a fit of anger.

He knows that even though the current atmosphere is very enlightened, it is still unacceptable for a man and a woman who are not in a romantic relationship to touch each other with hands and feet.A sinking pig cage is unlikely, but reputation damage is certain.

"I don't blame you." Song Jiahui shook her head, unlike what Wang Yu imagined, she was very calm.

"However, I need an explanation for this secret realm." She raised her head and looked at the sky, where the stalwart figure loomed among the clouds.

From the whitewashing before to the inexplicable sticking of the beds together now, she would never believe that there was no one controlling it.

"It's the last level. Since we haven't been sent out, it means we passed it. Can you...can you come out and talk?" She looked towards the sky and said softly.

Wang Yu blinked, then understood something, and looked towards the sky.

wow~
A burst of ripples rippled in the void, and the two robots 'drilled' out from inside.

A humanoid robot with a blue triangular head and a red mushroom head.

"Who are you?" Song Jiahui was taken aback for a moment.

Daqiang and Xiaohong looked at each other, and Xiaohong said: "It doesn't matter who we are, the important thing is congratulations, you passed the test."

As they spoke, the two robots looked at Wang Yu.

"This is a space ring, and all the inheritance is inside." Xiaohong opened her palm, a white ring.

Call ~
The ring flew to Wang Yu's palm.

"Congratulations, you have inherited Han Yichuan's mantle. May your future be as bright as the sea, and you will always keep your original intention."

Wang Yu took the precious space ring, and quickly thanked: "Thank you."

Afterwards, Daqiang handed two magic tools and five bottles of purple jade pills worth 750 million to Song Jiahui: "The mere gift, although not as rich as the core inheritance, is still a heart, please accept it."

Song Jiahui quickly took it, and after a visual calculation, the minimum value of the robot's 'mere gift' was no less than 1000 million.

What a great deal.

"Thank you."

Wang Yu and Song Jiahui thanked again.

In the end, the two robots finally opened their mouths to explain the incident of the whitewashing and the beds being put together.

Da Qiang said: "We looked through your memories and found that you actually fell in love with each other a long time ago, but you just lacked an opportunity."

What?We already like each other?

After the two heard about it, their expressions were different. Song Jiahui's expression was clear, as if she knew it long ago.But Wang Yu was inexplicably surprised.

"Impossible." He said loudly.