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There was a crisp sound, mixed with a touch of softness, without pushing the door to enter, whispering in front of the door, and clearly flowing into the quiet room, mixed with a touch of strangeness.

"Two distinguished guests?"

"A token?"

Zi Nu raised her head slightly, and put the bronze thermos in her hand on the table beside her. Hearing what the man outside the door said, she looked at Wei Zhuang. As far as she knew, he didn't have any friends. Let alone two!

But since the two asked to see him by name, and he would definitely agree, he felt even more strange in his heart. Immediately, he walked to the door of the room with gentle steps, circling crisply, and opened it with one hand.

"This is the token of the two?"

Seeing the pure white gauze handed over by the person in front of her, her eyes fell on it, and there were faintly visible strands of black ink stains. Zi Nu took it, opened it naturally, and glanced at the true face of the ink stains, light purple His eyes narrowed suddenly.

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"The common people are confused, the world is very small, and there are hundreds of schools of thought, but I am the only one!"

"It seems that the disciples under Guigu's sect are not as good as each generation. From you and Gai Nie, you can't see at all that as Guigu's disciples, you should be able to dominate Zhuxia."

Wearing a pair of white jade brocade gowns with a lavender background, on the finely textured embroidered medallion, white carps, one large and one small, come alive, as if they are leaping in the abyss.

The jade belt binds the soft waist, and a crystal orb hangs on it. The face of the world is unparalleled, and it can be called the beauty of the ages. The golden steps are interspersed on it, which is full of elegance and beauty.

Guided by a woman from Zilanxuan, she stepped on the fire phoenix Chaoyang boots and strolled inside, followed by a woman in a light blue embroidered robe, her appearance was equally stunning.

As soon as he entered it, the star eyes fell on the cold man by the window. The origin of Xuan Gong seemed to be the goal of his trip without a doubt.

As for the rest of the people in the room, they were somewhat beyond my expectations, but the woman was not surprised either. According to the information she knew, they all belonged to Quicksand, so there was nothing here.

"who are you?"

The four people in the quicksand in the quiet room raised their eyebrows when they heard the sound. The reason why no one left was because the words "Nanyang" were branded on the tokens of the two women just now, and those two words were also the words of quicksand today. source of anxiety.

Hearing what he said, he was quite disdainful towards Guigu Zongheng's disciples, and this made the four of them look sideways. For hundreds of years, no one in the Xia kingdoms had ever felt such contempt and ignorance for Guigu's disciples.

The cold words were deep, the sword energy was rippling, and the sharpness of the shark-tooth sword in his hand was manifested. The whole body was shrouded in a faint black mysterious light, and his indifferent eyes looked at the two women quietly.

Saying such words in front of yourself will cost you a lot!

"Based on your Quicksand's information, don't you have any news from me?"

"It seems that the quicksand is quicksand after all, light and weak, scattered in the void, and the quicksand gathers in the small Zilan Pavilion. It seems that all the things that happened in Nanyang seem to be quite troublesome to you."

The light white mysterious light loomed all over his body, and his spiritual sense spread. He ignored the sharp sword glow in the quiet room, but still smiled on his face. He glanced at the indifferent person by the window again, and found a position, kneel and sit on it.

Beautiful eyes flicked over the bodies of the other three people in the quiet room, and their voices were slow and meaningful.

""Ghost Valley Breathing Technique"!"

"Which generation of Guigu disciples are you descended from?"

Wei Zhuang's brows were tightly locked, and he could clearly feel the aura of cultivation that was no less than his own in the other party.

Looking at the age of the two of them, when did it become so easy for Huashen to break through?The spiritual sense swept out, and after a few breaths, the origin trembled, as if it had sensed something, and his expression moved again.

Unmistakable, the other party has the same origin of mystic power as my own. Although it is not as pure and powerful as my own, it is definitely Guigu's secret breathing technique, which cannot be learned by anyone who is not a disciple of Guigu, nor a queen of Guigu. People are hard to reach.

"If Han Fei's expectations are correct, the entire land of Nanyang should be under the girl's control at this moment, and behind the girl, if nothing else, should be Qin Ting's Daowu Zhenjun."

"I don't know what Han Fei said?"

On a white scarf, the word Nanyang is branded. For the small one, the other party came from Nanyang. For the big one, the inner meaning is extraordinary. Wen Weizhuang's shocking words, Han Fei who had been sitting quietly in the quiet room He stood upright and bowed his hands in salute.

From the words spoken by the other party, it can be seen that what happened in Nanyang before is definitely related to her, but according to Quicksand's analysis, it is absolutely impossible to do it with Ye Teng alone, and there must be the involvement of the Dao Wu Zhenjun of the Qin Kingdom .

In addition, this woman's contempt for Guigu Zongheng's disciples, being able to speak proudly, undoubtedly shows that she thinks that she is definitely not weaker than Guigu Zongheng's disciples, and Wei Zhuang Jing said that this person's ancestors should be Guigu Vertical and horizontal disciples.

Only those talents can be valued by Zhenjun Daowu and entrusted with the important task of rectifying the land of Nanyang. All kinds of things come out in an instant, and Han Fei's mind is full of thoughts, with a slight smile on his face.

"As expected of the Ninth Young Master of the King of Han who has stirred up the situation in Xinzheng for several years since his return to the country. Mr. Wu Zhenjun has mentioned the Young Master many times in the Nu family. It's a pity that the Young Master can be recorded in the history books and shine on all summers through the ages."

"But I chose an extremely unwise path. Now, the land of Nanyang is already under my control. So, South Korea has existed in name only, does the Ninth Master think so?"

"This should be Miss Zi Nu. Lord Wu Zhenjun also mentioned the girl and praised the girl's strategy."

It is very good to keep my information absolutely confidential, even in Yingdu of the Chu Kingdom, except for the close people in heaven and earth, I absolutely do not know my identity, especially since I entered Nanyang.

And the purple-clothed young man in front of him guessed his identity by relying on fragmentary words and combining the information from Nanyang, but there was something good about him, and he bowed his hand to return the gift. Instead, speak slowly.

"Korea's ancestral temple is still there, Guozuo is still there, and it is still a Warring States period. The girl's words are too much."

Shaking his head slightly, Han Fei responded slowly to the other party's bright eyes.

"As a disciple of Guigu, do you also see it this way?"

Han Fei, the ninth son of King Han, is indeed a man bound by the shackles of his family and country. He knows what he can't do, and he is not bad at courage. But in Guigu's eyes, strong is strong, and weak is weak.

The beautiful eyes flowed and fell on the man in black by the window. I have always been very clear about what the other party has done in the past few years, and because of this, it has indeed disappointed me.

"Is this why you are looking for me today?"

Wei Zhuang didn't respond, and he didn't let go of the hand holding the shark's teeth tightly. The cool wind blowing outside the window made his silver-gray hair messy, and he still looked over with indifferent eyes. If the other party came to humiliate him, then, It's just a waste of time.

"Yes and no."

"The ancestor was the descendant of Guigu Zongheng, and his name once shocked all Xia. Therefore, I have always been curious about the disciples of Guigu Zongheng. Unfortunately, seeing you, I am a little disappointed."

"With your talents, if you entered the Xinzheng Dynasty directly, you should have had a great harvest, but you have entered the cage of quicksand, restrained yourself, and even tried to reverse the general trend and reverse the chaos."