Chapter 847: 1 is less reliable than 1

The stormy waves hit the shore and rolled up a thousand waves.
A sea of ​​blood twitched up and down, and the horrible figure inside was looming, exhaling a breath of heart.
The sea of ​​blood is hundreds of miles wide, the scarlet sea water is thick, and the blood mist is filled with weirdness. It sounds like a cry of ghosts and deities. It has no roots and no source.
Hundreds of people gathered from all sides of the sea of ​​blood. The worst condition is the master's realm. It is not easy for everyone to come here.
Except for a small number of scattered people, hundreds of people around the sea of ​​blood were faintly divided into five groups.
Located on a cliff in the east of the Blood Sea, dozens of people stared at the tumultuous Blood Sea, their eyes filled with wildness like a hungry wolf.
Most of this group of people are wearing leather armor with a machete hanging around their waists. Any wind and grass movement around them will cause their blades to look in general, and there is a vague air of military soldiers' ascension.
There are two people standing side by side in front of this group. One is a young man, about two meters tall, with smooth muscles and explosive power, and his body looks like a metallic luster.
He wore only a pair of leather pants, a shirtless upper body, two hidden scimitar scimitars, and a long brown braided pigtail, which was clearly different from ordinary people's costumes.
Next to this young man is an old man wearing a fur coat.
This old man is too old to die, he is too old to bend and hump and cough, as if he couldn't lift it at any time and would die.
There were countless blood-colored textures on his crumpled skin, which looked very strange. He was carrying a black metal stick with countless beasts floating on it, and just standing there gave a kind of stranger Into the breath.
"King Sang Luo, can you see what is it?" The wild young man said at this moment, looking at the sea of ​​blood.
The old man coughed out of breath and said, "Big prince, just call me Sanlo. The king of the wolf dynasty in the future is you. I just rely on a little strength to win the title of King Enze and become a king. When It is not true. As for the things in the blood, I have not seen the details, but they are vaguely frowned. "
"King Sandro, respect for the strength of this world, you are one of the three mainstay kings of my wolf dynasty, ranking second only to the father, and has been famous for a long time. Who in the country does not respect you as King Sandro, although I As the great prince, I still have to rely on you, so I don't need to mention the identity ... I wonder what kind of guess King San Luo had about the thing in the blood? "The young man shook his head and said.
This remark made the old man obviously very comfortable, no longer tangled with identity problems, a smile on his face, and looked at the sea of ​​blood and said, "The thing in the sea of ​​blood may be related to a great man in the once sacred military kingdom ..."
In the south of the sea of ​​blood, a group of people in white robes gathered on a hill. Everyone was holding a sword. As a pale old man, his face was kind and imposing, and the sea of ​​blood was thoughtful.
"Master, why are we here? I feel the atmosphere around you and the master in the same realm, do the masters know them?" At this time, a young man in white asked beside the old man with a fairy-tale spirit.
The old man with a beard fluttering in the wind laughed: "I came here because I felt something in the sea of ​​blood. It is unknown what it is, but it is unusual. As for the other few who are in the same realm with me People, if I did n’t expect it to be bad, in the east, the King San Luo, who should be the Coyotes dynasty, is directly opposite the Canghai King of the Jiang Dynasty, and to the north is the Duobao King of the Dayue Dynasty. The one who is far from alone, if I guess well, is another king in our territory of the Chen Dynasty. "
Hearing so many people, Wang Jingqiang, the questioning young man's eyes flashed: "Master, is His Highness King Wu not far away from us?"
"Not King Wu, but another. Hey, now that the Chen Dynasty is in trouble, His Royal Highness needs to sit in the army," the old man shook his head.
The young man nodded, looked up and said to the Quartet, "Master, are they here for the same purpose as you?"
"Perhaps, Fenger, you are my favorite disciple, and now I am a master. I hope to set foot on the king to inherit my mantle. In the future, the burden of our Quartet Sword Sect will fall on your shoulder, the one in the sea of ​​blood. This thing is not something you can participate in. Instead, there are several young and powerful people around you. You have a chance to meet, "the old man laughed.
"Master, rest assured, my Beiyue Changfeng will not fall into the Sifang Jianzong prestige." The young man in white looked at the Quartet in a deep voice, with a hint of challenge in his eyes.
A few hundred meters away from the top of a dead tree hundreds of miles away from this group, a middle-aged man in black stood quietly at the top of the dead tree, holding a quaint long knife in his arms and not speaking.
He was alone, his expression was indifferent, and he turned his gaze only when the old man named Xianfengdaogu mentioned him dozens of miles away, and murmured, "I didn't expect this old thing to come, I don't know the North he cultivated. How would Yuechangfeng compare to my unwieldy silly apprentice?
On the other side, the sea king of the Jiang dynasty was also talking to a young man around him.
The King of the Sea is a woman who looks only seventeen eight years old. She has a long blue sea, her eyes are blue, she looks very beautiful, she wears a blue dress, like a girl in the flower season. She's over 300 years old. She can only say that her girl loves beauty.
Beside Cang Haiwang is a woman who looks twenty-two years old, but feels more mature than Cang Haiwang.
This woman looks very beautiful, with a snow-like long and gently dancing, it feels very cold, as cold as tens of thousands of years of ice, you will snore at a glance.
"Liner, don't you think that the younger generation is not inferior to others, here are a few good juniors, who have the opportunity to see, do not have to sit and watch the sky," Cang Haiwang smiled and said.
"Master, my contemporaries in the Jiang Dynasty have not encountered any rivals, and the younger generation who wants to come to several neighboring countries is just the same. My goal is the realm of kings," Jiang Lin said with a blank expression.
The king of the sea said with a sly smile: "Liner, you are too cold. What you want to see is to see if there are any young talents you can see. Master, I have long wanted to drink your wedding wine."
Jiang Lin rolled her eyes and seemed to be very speechless about the character of the master. She said, "Master, I have no feeling for men."
This glance is really beautiful and icy, ice-melting, snow-melting, and beauty is not a square object. Frosty Jiang Lin can only show such emotions in front of her master.
The king of the sea not only looks young, but also makes him speechless. At this moment, he exaggeratedly said, "Liner, you actually like women? How can you do this, you can't give birth to a baby!"
"Master ..." Jiang Lin almost collapsed. What a bad master ...
If it can be divided into different levels, then the Duobao King of the Da Yue Dynasty should be regarded as the best.
In the realm of human kings, either the fairy wind bones or the evil spirits are ruthless or ruthless. In short, the personality is very good, but the king of treasure is an alternative.
It is most appropriate to use an insignificant word to describe an alternative method.
The height of 1.6 meters is extremely obese, with a fat flutter, his head is like a henhouse, his beard is not combed, and his body is full of bits and pieces. Just like the grocery store, there are all kinds of swords, swords, swords, shields, and long sticks. Even the henhouse-like head is full of a variety of accessories, and these bits and pieces seem to shine in an extraordinary light, and a whole mobile treasure house.
At this moment he patted his fat belly, and there was a tinkling noise on his body, and his small eyes looked at a small fat man who was also full of fragments and said, "Actually, see, there are a lot of fat sheep around. Today I did a big ticket, grabbed all the babies from them, and hung out on my body.
The fat man looked very happy, slicked, his small eyes brightened, but said frustrated, "Master, how many cows are around, I'm afraid we can't do it but be robbed."
"I'm not afraid. They are more birds. Lao Tzu and his apprentices have babies. They pile them up. If they don't die, they run away to dig their family ancestors' graves, and humming," said King Duobao with a grin.
"What if you can't run?" The fat man asked blinking.
"You must be able to run. When the time comes to your back, your master, I will avenge you afterwards," Duobao grinned.
Scratching his head, the fat man despised: "I must have a fake master ..."
"Yes, called Dad, I have no son yet. You called my master, where did you call Dad cool?" He smiled wryly.
Boom……
The little fat man kicked himself on the king's and said, "Master, aren't you afraid that my father will chop you to death?"
King Duobao didn't care, rubbed his buttocks and said, "It's okay, your father can't beat me, or I've been hacked early, after all, I've been to his harem many times and can't take me anymore, hum!"
"Wow, you actually made my father green, I'm going to sue," exclaimed the fat man.
"Fairy, your father didn't know it. Besides, I just didn't look at it. Otherwise, your father wouldn't dispatch tens of millions of troops to besiege me," King Duobao said angrily.
Blinking blinks ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The little fat man looked at his unreliable master and said, "So what, I wouldn't really be your son? Otherwise, why is my dad so thin and so fat? It ’s as fat as you "
"Get off, you're fat. It's your gluttony. Look, which younger generation like you is not Fengshenjunlang, you are obese and obese. Come out with me is a shame. If you lose weight, look at it and hook up. It ’s good if the pretty girl raises my eyes for the master,
sighed Wang Duobao, and glanced at his own silly apprentice. He felt that there was no chance.
"Wow, you do n’t even care about your apprentice's daughter-in-law, Master, and I will kill you as soon as I can beat you," the fat man glared.
However, King Duobao did not quarrel with his apprentice everyday, but his eyes narrowed and looked away.
It's not just him, the four other kings in the other four directions are looking at a certain direction ...

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