Da Bong fights more people

The supervisor nodded and said: "In 500 years, there are only a handful of people who can catch your eyes, and you, Wei Yuan, are one of them. It's nothing to be forced to enter the palace. A third-rank warrior can be reborn with a broken limb, and you can be restored to a man easily. .”

"Wei Yuan, do you know what is the most difficult thing to overcome in a person's life? It is yourself. You have been trapped by love all your life, pitiful, pathetic, and lamentable.

"You abolish your cultivation, in my opinion, it's just a break and then build. Even if you don't worship me as a teacher, as long as you don't give up the heart of martial arts, I can help you become a first-rank. There is no such thing as a first-rank martial artist throughout the ages." Several.

"But you guarded that woman in the palace, wasted your talent, wasted your time, and lost the possibility of aspiring to the top."

Standing on a high place, facing the wind, Wei Yuan smiled:

"Do you know why you didn't want to worship you as a teacher? Because you and I are not in the same way. In this world, some people pursue longevity, some people pursue glory and wealth, and some people pursue martial arts to reach the top.

"And what I'm after is that girl who was smiling under the shadow of a tree when I was young."

The supervisor stopped talking, raised his head, and looked up at the blue sky.

Ordinary people, even monks, couldn't see a certain star in the high sky, blooming dazzling brilliance.

"It's so beautiful. In this world, Wei Yuan's natal star is one of the most dazzling stars. He should be even more dazzling, but it's a pity that he is trapped by love."

On a certain mountain peak, a man in white clothes stood on the top, looking up at the sky, and muttering to himself.

Beside the white-clothed warlock, stood a purple-clothed man, with a luxurious air, a long beard, and the majesty of a long-standing high position.

"If Wei Yuan can be brought under his command, why not worry about his great success?"

The man in purple sighed: "Yuan Jing is an emperor, but he wants to live forever. It's so against the law of heaven. It's no wonder that the great worship is immortal."

The warlock in white smiled and said, "Don't underestimate Yuan Jing."

After a pause, he stood with his hands behind his back and said: "Looking at Dafeng, and even Kyushu, Wei Yuan is the only one who can lead troops to the main altar of the Witch God Cult, and it must be him, it must be him.

"That old guy, Salun Agu, lived too long. If Wei Yuan could kill him this time, it would be a great joy."

The middle-aged man in purple glanced at the white-clothed warlock, and said slowly: "Qian'er died, and died in the hands of Xu Qi'an. You arranged this."

The white-clothed warlock still looked at the sky, heard the words, and chuckled lightly: "You said Ji Qian, you haven't learned much, but you have cultivated most of the habits of a playboy. Can this kind of person be the emperor? Be worthy of being your successor?

"I think it's better to die. It's an eyesore. Your future successor must be popular, popular, and famous in history. This is not something Ji Qian can do."

The middle-aged man in purple didn't respond, but he didn't refute either.

Southern Border, Heavenly Gu Division.

The clouds in southern Xinjiang are colorful, intertwined with poisonous gas and miasma.The jungle in southern Xinjiang is beautiful, but there are many murderous intentions hidden in the beauty.

Countless years ago, Gu God slept in the abyss, and since then, Southern Border has become a paradise for poisonous insects and beasts.

Human beings who are tough by nature, submit to the environment, adapt to the environment, and control the environment. After passing on from generation to generation, the Gu clan was born.

There are many human tribes in southern Xinjiang, and the Gu tribe is the most special tribe. They live near the extreme abyss, work with Gu insects, and use the power of the Gu gods to create a special practice system: Gu masters!

On this day, another terrible roar came from Jiyuan, an unconscious roar.

The roar seemed to come from hell, accompanied by a slight ground vibration.

With Jiyuan as the center, with a radius of hundreds of miles, all the Gu insects were restless, as if they had encountered a natural enemy. In the dense jungle, among the branches and leaves, the weak Gu insects rustled down and died suddenly.

The Gu worms of the Gu clan also fell into a frenzy and attacked their master in turn. Fortunately, the Gu clan had already learned a lesson. Although the response was hasty, fortunately there was no danger.

Long Tu from the Power Gu Department knocked out the mad Gu worms. With the chaos quelled by his clansmen, he looked to the north and thought of his beloved daughter.

I don't know how Lina has been in Dafeng, she is so smart, she must be able to get along like a duck in water in Dafeng.

The Heavenly Gu mother-in-law, who was tens of miles away, was also looking at the north.

"The power of Confucian saints is fading. If the witch god is out of trouble, the next one will be the Gu god. When will martial arts produce a transcendent existence?"

The Heavenly Gu mother-in-law thought worriedly.

"You must keep the Qijue Gu well, Lina."

After dusk, Xu Qi'an came to Tianxiangju as scheduled, Pei Manxilou and Huang Xian'er stood at the door of the restaurant, waiting for a long time.

The three of them chatted and laughed, entered the private room, and exchanged cups.

Huang Xian'er deliberately wore back the northern style clothing, exposing her round and tight calves, slender but powerful waist, and full and straight chest.

When she was sitting upright at the table, her small waist was straight and her two dimples were looming, seducing Xu Qi'an.

Huang Xian'er felt that although she was as beautiful as a celestial being, she was facing a good man like Xu Yinluo who was not attracted by female sex, so if she continued to pretend to be a great lady, she really would not be able to hook up with Xu Qi'an.

So he simply changed his style and returned to his true colors, trying to impress Xu Qi'an with the exotic style of the northern beauty.

As for matters between men and women, either you take the initiative or I take the initiative. Since Xu Qi'an does not take the initiative, she must not be able to pretend to be a lady anymore.

But what frustrates her is that this Xu Qi'an seems to have a strong immunity to beauty, if it were another man, he would have bowed his head under her charm.

But he was unmoved, showing no sign of "hot blood".

Huang Xian'er gave Pei Manxilou a wink, and Pei Manxilou immediately said: "It's getting late, and it's already a curfew, so let's rest in the restaurant. I've already opened a good wing room for you."

Huang Xian'er immediately said: "I'll take Mr. Xu there."

The three of them left the box immediately, Huang Xian'er led Xu Qi'an towards the guest room, opened the door and entered.

In the luxuriously decorated room, in the small hall, there is also a table of banquets.

Through the small hall is the bedroom.

Huang Xian'er turned around and closed the door, said with a smile: "Master Xu, I didn't enjoy my drink just now, how about you have a few more drinks with me?"

She secretly looked at Xu Qi'an, and saw that he frowned slightly, but he didn't object immediately, and she was overjoyed at the moment, and if she didn't refuse, it meant that there was a chance.

It depends on whether you can grasp it.

So he came to the table with his arm around him and continued drinking.

"Young master Xu, my family has admired you for a long time, and being able to drink at the same table with you is the blessing of my family's eight lifetimes of cultivation."

Huang Xian'er held up her wine glass, her eyes were full and charming after drinking.

Xu Qi'an nodded reservedly, and was about to pick up his wine glass to respond, but Huang Xian'er's little hand trembled, and she accidentally spilled the sleep on her chest.

The beauty's skin was as smooth as fat, the wine reflected the candlelight, and even the skin shone brightly.

And with the infiltration of wine, the spherical shape is highlighted at once.

Xu Qi'an moved his eyes away calmly, not to look at evil.