High-profile King

In the early hours of the morning, the temperature in the Sajada Desert fell more than 50 degrees more than during the day. Under the effect of heat siphon, even most parts of the territory of Yiyuan have been steamed into a climate of dripping into ice during the summer.

In a workshop in a vineyard in the suburbs of Kashgar, the whole day is exposed to the sun for a whole day, and the hot scary long kang is covered with a thick blanket with excellent insulation effect, which is a large-scale shop that can warm all night.

Cha Lang, who was tossing and turning asleep for a long time, lay on such a hot kang, and saw the Zhang Jiao, who was holding his arm, and his face was so cold, pushed the door into the house with a trembling, and sat up in surprise. "Zhang Bao, you are not dead!"

"Speaking like this, I won't die if you die." Zhang Jiao responded dissatisfiedly, climbing stiffly on the hot kang, his face gradually slowing down.

Cha Lang, who looked at the caring face next to him, said cautiously: "You wouldn't be doing it, just being so kind to me just after one day of knowing."

"What's the matter? There are many cows and sheep in Kashgar City. There are very few chickens. I used to help people release sheep for a few days. No, no chicken." Cha Lang said confused.

"Ah, haven't you done it, then that's good." Zhang Jiao saw his simple appearance, no longer teasing, "OK, go to sleep.

I have to work tomorrow. "

Cha Lang hadn't shut up yet, and he still persuaded and said: "Zhang Bao, you just came to Yiyuan Country, you may not know it. Although it is a famous jade-producing place in the world, it is actually close to the city's mine pits and rivers. The jade in it has long been illuminated.

The legend of those sporadic ores on the river bed that has been washed away by the flowing water for hundreds of millions of years has turned into a fat jade of sheep fat, but it is not terrible..."

Before he finished speaking, he was dissatisfied by a lean man who was sleeping on the kang: "It's so late that Guwazi is still not sleeping, and he's saying something crazy."

"Have you heard that you are reading a mad scripture, go to sleep." Zhang Jiao took the opportunity to lower his voice and closed his eyes with a yawn. "Relax that I know it is powerful now and I won't go again."

Cha Lang yawned when she heard it, and fell asleep.

At the same time, in the 15th district of Xiangbei City, Nanyang, Zhang Jiao's body is too clear, wearing a black trench coat and walking on the quiet streets of the lower city.

The piece of clothing on his body is called "Water Gold Armament", which is the most brilliant achievement created by the Nanyang scientific community in 20 years.

The raw material is the body of the golden water beast. The specific production method is unknown. It is roughly that after killing the golden water beast, it maintains its physical activity 100% and connects with the human mind, so that it can freely change its shape according to the conscious instructions of human beings.

Nowadays, this special product of black technology is regarded as the only high-end commodity exported by Nanyang for foreign exchange, and the price is surprisingly high.

Not to mention the ordinary extraordinary, even in the law enforcement forces like the night watchman, only the characters of the rank of captain are eligible for distribution, or the low-class goods of D-class quality.

And like the Class A Jinshui armament that Zhang Jiao now equips, all related factories in the whole Nanyang area are fully opened, and only two or three hundred pieces are produced in a year.

It was Liang Xiaozhou who gave him the only present for 20 years in a coma and finally reborn.

The twilight was gloomy, and suddenly the thunder sounded as I walked, and there were raindrops falling down in the sky.

Zhang Jiao touched the wet hair. As his mind turned, the collar of the windbreaker continued to extend along the back of his head, and eventually turned into a hood, covering the entire head firmly.

"This stuff is really magical." Zhang Jiao couldn't help but murmured an admiration.

As soon as the words fell, I glimpsed a dilapidated house across the road that had no doors, but there was a flash of fire, my eyes lit up, and I walked over.

The house looked like a mansion by a wealthy family on the street, and the entrance was a boxy living room with a large area.

The furniture inside has already been evacuated and evacuated. It is dilapidated and dilapidated, but the mottled walls and the incomplete ceiling on the ceiling still show the luxury of the day.

At this time, a few unkempt, skinny, and poor people who could not even see their age or gender were squatting in the corner of the living room, surrounded by a pile of lit rags and rotten wood.

Seeing Zhang Jiao suddenly appeared, he was obviously shocked, shivering together, and silently gave up most of the fire.

This is the survival instinct developed by the little man in a difficult environment.

Although I don't know who is coming, but since they are dressed so neatly, they have proven to be much better than them.

In the lower zone, this adaptability can only be reflected in power and strength, so they naturally show enough humility and fear.

According to Zhang Jiao's original plan, wandering around Xiangbei Xiacheng so much in the middle of the night, he planned to forcibly conquer his brother as long as he met the guy who dared to be in the 15th district.

The other party opened a killing ring without following it. While gathering people, he slowly created a horrible name, and finally overwhelmed the entire 15 districts with evil.

Can see the miserable appearance of this group of poor insects, but at this time he was completely out of the mood to pull the sword, silence for a while: "Have you eaten at night?"

A few ribs looked at each other, and one of the boldest voices hoarsely said: "Sir, we ate a black cake."

Zhang Jiao didn’t know what the so-called black cake was, and he didn’t want to know. He sighed and said ironically: “It’s really unpredictable. In the past, Nanyang was full of fat people who wanted to lose weight. Who can think of their descendants? The diet has become so restrained."

The ribs elders didn't understand what he meant, nor did they dare to say anything.

Zhang Jiao looked at them again and pondered for a few seconds: "Come with me, I will take you to a full meal first." He turned and went out.

He didn't show the meaning of forcing the ribs to follow him, but the ribs looked at each other and chased out with fate, the wind and rain, and the feet staggered behind Zhang Jiao.

After walking for a while~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In the wind and rain, two tall and thin quirky figures like bamboo poles with a head on the corner suddenly turned out.

"Odd, strange line!" Some of the ribs behind Zhang Jiao blurted out in shock.

Under the rotation of Zhang Jiaowen's heart, the sleeves extended and twisted into a long sword in his hand. The cold light flashed through the rain curtain. The volley shot a few tens of meters away and twisted the two bamboo poles into several pieces. .

Then he turned his head to look at the ribs and asked, "What is the strange line?"

Seeing him use his sword so sharply, it was as easy as breathing to cut a hundred steps away. The ribs of the opening just showed a more fearful look, and he stuttered back and said: "Nice, I took too much medicine, I got intravenous injection. At this stage, it slowly went crazy.

Moreover, if they are contaminated by evil spirits, their shape will become strangely shaped, so they are called strange lines. "

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