gate of eternity

The state of mind of God is like that of Xiu'er, and she also confided these three words from the bottom of her heart.

If a person with a talent against the sky is motivated, his potential is really unlimited, and his comprehension is terrifying.

Just like this little thing named Zhao Yun.

If you let him get a little essence, it will be out of control.

Chapter 428 The person who plotted secretly

The sun is setting and the full moon is hanging high.

The night in the secret mansion also has a special flavor. There are quite a few places lit up with brilliance, which are luminous spars for lighting. Coupled with the surrounding clouds and mists, you can see splendor. Many disciples come here at night, isn’t it? Those who come to look for opportunities are to see the scenery.

Most people are hardworking and know that time is precious.

Even at night, few people deserted.

There are still people passing by the arch bridge, and they will glance down.

To be precise, it was to take a look at Zhao Yun.

That's right, is that guy still stuck in the river?No bullets have been seen so far.

"What kind of artistic conception, it took so long to understand."

Man Teng muttered, sitting cross-legged by the river, holding a rag to wipe the mace, not to mention whether his brain is good or not, he is still very loyal, and he guards it from beginning to end.

Mu Qinghan was also there.

The little junior brother was lost in thought and couldn't bear to be disturbed, how could she not come.

She was not idle, she was guarding while comprehending the secret technique.

"What do little girls like?" Man Teng asked Mu Qinghan.

The big man seemed to really want to find a wife. He heard that Jiannan was not good enough, so he was beaten a few times for it. It would be more reliable to find a female disciple to ask. Coincidentally, there was such a person next to him.

"Flowers." Mu Qinghan smiled softly.

The entire Tianzong knew about the Man Teng, how could she not know.

Don't look at this guy's big size, but he is actually very pure, otherwise he wouldn't go to beat the female disciple.

"Any flower will do?" Man Teng asked again.

"It's best not to send green onions and chrysanthemums." Mu Qinghan coughed dryly.

"I understand."

Man Teng grinned, Ma Liu put away the mace, turned around and disappeared.

Mu Qinghan shook his head and smiled, glanced at Zhao Yun, and continued to study the secret technique.

Zhao Yun showed no sign of waking up.

Bathed in the moonlight, the river water sparkled, and its body shone with luster.

Chu Wushuang passed by again, glanced sideways, and soon left silently. She was also curious about what kind of artistic conception Zhao Yun was looking for, and she still hasn't woken up. In her opinion, it must be very good.

The artistic conception of being able to run is novel to think about.

In this way, another two days passed quietly.

In the early morning, the warm sunshine poured down, covering the secret mansion with a layer of peace.

Some disciples left, and some disciples came in, all true biography, running to the secret mansion to meet opportunities.

By the river, Mu Qinghan was still there.

This is also a motivated girl who concentrates on studying secret arts.

The one who was more motivated than her was Zhao Yun, who was covered in dew and was still in deep thought. Even the passing disciples raised their eyebrows, what an artistic conception!I realized it for two days and three nights.

The longer the enlightenment, the greater the supernatural power.

They are all true disciples, so they are naturally not fools, and they all have conclusions in their hearts.

Artistic conception is a good thing, and its internal good fortune is infinite, so Ji Hen's chance should not be shallow.

"gone."

The passing disciples came and went quickly.

Still the same sentence, time is precious, and if you have the time, you will go to find the secret method.

The river fell into tranquility again.

Mu Qinghan raised his eyes several times, but Zhao Yun did not wake up.

However, looking at Zhao Yun's brows, sometimes furrowed and sometimes stretched, there should be something to be gained.

call out!

Suddenly, there was a slight tetanus sound.

It was a silver needle, thinner than a cow's hair, almost invisible to the naked eye, and it was shot from nowhere. It was aimed at Zhao Yun. Obviously, someone was making trouble in the dark, trying to harass Shenwu.

Zheng!

Mu Qinghan drew out his sword instantly, and broke the silver needle with one sword.

The sword energy spread, cutting off a big tree and forcing out one person.

It's a young man in white.

At first glance, it looks a little like Wei Teng, probably a relative.

It is indeed a relative, named Wei Zhan, according to family seniority, he is Wei Teng's cousin.

The people in their family seem to have a very uncomfortable stomach.

"Dangtang Zhenzhuan secretly plotted?"

Mu Qing said coldly, he seemed to recognize Wei Zhan and his relationship with Wei Teng.

Since she is a cousin, then this sneak attack makes sense, she must have come to vent Wei Teng's anger, but her junior brother is too strong and too scary to show up, so she used poisoned silver needles to plot against her. Thanks to her guarding here, otherwise Ji Hen would suffer disaster, and rebellion would be very possible.

"Junior Sister may have misunderstood, and she did it unintentionally." Wei Zhan smiled faintly.

If a person has a thick skin, he is simply shameless.

Like this one, even when he was caught straight, he was still blushing and out of breath.

"Fighting is prohibited in the secret residence, you are breaking the rules." Mu Qinghan's tone became even colder.

"You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. Who saw that?"

"you."

"Come on, I'll come."

Before Mu Qinghan could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a person behind him.

It was Zhao Yun who woke up and jumped out of the river. Without saying a word, he went straight to Wei Zhan.

"Ji Hen, this is the secret mansion."

Seeing Zhao Yun approaching, Wei Zhan was so timid that he took a step back subconsciously.

Zhao Yun didn't say a word, his body was like a ghost, he rushed to him in three or two steps, and then let out with a palm.

Snapped!

The subsequent applause was very loud.

Although Wei Zhan was the true biography, Zhao Yun seemed to be even more terrifying, and he slapped his face crookedly.

"You." Wei Zhan was furious.

He was plotting secretly, but fortunately this one was aware of it.

"Call, I'll let you call."

Zhao Yun leaned forward and slapped him again.

This palm directly hit Wei Zhan's face symmetrically.

It's not over yet.

Such as Wei Zhan, how could he miss three consecutive falls.

The three roars were quite pleasant, and Wei Zhan was paralyzed from the fall.

"How dare you ignore the door rules."

Wei Zhan opened his mouth, and blood gushed out of his mouth as soon as he said it.

If it hadn't been for missing the opportunity and not being able to make a move in time, how could they have suffered such a tragic defeat.

"Noisy." Zhao Yun raised his hand and clapped again.

Wei Zhan fainted on the spot, and on his distorted face, the look of pain became even more angry.

After falling three times in a row, it wasn't just as simple as a bloated stomach, it hurt all over my body.

"Keep your eyes closed."

Zhao Yun cursed, and his hands were already up and down.

The so-called up and down, is to sweep up the baby.

There is no way for occupational diseases.

No matter who was brought down, there seemed to be such a process.

Look at his technique, he has become more proficient, and he will not hesitate to take away the treasures.

Mu Qinghan looked at it, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Just say it!Her younger brother is versatile.

"What's the matter."

"Where did the bang come from?"

The nearby disciples rushed over one piece after another.

Seeing this scene, I was stunned for a moment, how bloody it is!

Is that Wei Zhan?

Is that Ji Hen?

Was Wei Zhan crippled by the fall?

Is Ji Hen taking advantage of the fire?

Under the gaze of all the people, Zhao Yun got up and tied Wei Zhan with five flowers.

When it was over, I found a tree with a crooked neck, and hung it on it consciously.

He kept his hands.

If Mu Qinghan hadn't been there, Wei Zhan would have been stripped of his body.

Even so, it was enough for Wei Zhan to suffer. If he didn't lie down for ten days and a half months, he wouldn't even think about getting out of bed.

"Fighting is prohibited in the secret mansion, Ji Hen, you are going too far."

I don't know someone who drank it, and the tone was so righteous.

Don't think that if you get No.1, you can ignore the rules of the sect. Does the emperor commit the same crime as the common people when he breaks the law?

Soon, another one was hung on the crooked neck tree.

Now, the audience is silent.

Now, the disciples who still wanted to find a sense of presence also died down.

According to Zhao Yun's words:

Fists are better than anything else when dealing with jittery people.

There were too many disciples present who were restless, and were hung up with two chickens for the monkey to see.

"go home."