Chapter 314: Try again

The sky fire meteor turned into a beautiful firework to add color to this feast.
But the host's face was not very good-looking.
After Chu Huoluo broke the sky fire meteor, he was calm and restless. He returned to Shen Zhenyi without breathing, and bowed to him.
"Master, it's a shame that the child is insulted."
Of course, this is not to say that it was unbeaten to the rash man, but that in the war just now, she really gained the realization and could push the Yuan Magnetic Sword Technique to a higher level.
Peng Jiuhun didn't keep his house, and he was still unwilling to believe it.
The people next to him looked at, or mocked, or sympathized.
Fortunately, it wasn't their shot—otherwise, the little girl's magical swordsmanship might not necessarily win them. In the case of Peng Jiu, it would be a shame.
"Make a good apprentice, really good swordsmanship!"
Wang Qizhi calmed for a long time, and finally clapped his hands, expressing his appreciation.
The previous Yuan magnetic swordsmanship was also a bit crude, and Wang Qizhi claimed that he could raise his hand to break it. But just after the sky fire meteor, Chu Huoluo's swordsmanship is like a cocoon and a butterfly, even more mysterious.
Even if Wang Qizhi really wanted to do it, he had to think carefully about how to crack it.
It seems that he really gave away his disciples to others' disciples.
Wang Qizhi could only smile bitterly.
"Thank you Wang Langjun for your gift."
Shen Zhenyi also nodded slightly. "Without this battle, her swordsmanship will be fully understood."
He was so sincere in his words, but Wang Qizhi always felt a little ironic.
But people are qualified to be satirical. Wang Qizhi's temptations have no effect, and they can only stop.
After that, the banquet was lacking, and after a long hilarity, the crowd had no interest, and they dispersed.
Shen Zhenyi brought his disciples and Nu Qianfa back to rest without mentioning, but said that Wang Qizhi returned to his gorgeous tent, upset, turned his head to the white-faced literati Sima You who asked, "What do you think of Shen Zhenyi?" others?"
Sima You is his confidant, and Wang Qizhi keeps nothing from him. Shen Zhenyi is indeed an unexpected variable.
"Unfathomable."
Sima You groaned for a while, and finally said these four words.
"His disciples were able to perform unprecedented metamagic swordsmanship. We have never even heard of it. I don't know where he got it from."
He paused again and sighed, "I think he should have got the ancient ruins."
Wang Qizhi suddenly raised his head and frowned.
"Tianmen and Ghosts, and Wan Wannian probably think that this person is from the inner city. Why do you think that what he got is an ancient site?"
Although he didn't inquire about it, Wang Qizhi collected it when he returned to the city. At that time, he didn't care about Shen Zhenyi. When he saw him in the wilderness, he started to regret that he didn't investigate clearly at that time.
"Without his disciple, probably I would think he was from the inner city."
auzw.com Sima You slightly shook her head. "But even the inner city does not have such a brilliant meta-magnetic swordsmanship. He must know something about ancient sites."
Wang Qizhi stood up and paced anxiously in the camp, without the calm and calm breath when facing outsiders.
"How is this good? Then you said he appeared here, wouldn't it have been a plot?"
He suddenly came up with a terrible imagination.
Sima You was in a horror, lowered her head, and showed a vicious color. "Lang Jun planned this matter for no less than a hundred years, spent all his wealth, and swallowed his patience. Will he let others destroy it? If he really comes for this, he will kill him."
No matter how powerful Shen Zhenyi is, he has only one person, and judging from the light of God, it is impossible to step into the third place of God and man. With the help of Wang Qi's men, there are more than a dozen masters in the realm of God and man, and it also consumes him to death.
But I was afraid that the loss would be too heavy and I missed something.
Wang Qizhi hesitated and smiled bitterly: "I have waited for so many years and finally have such an opportunity. How can I be influenced by him? If not, how about we separate from him in a few days and how to go by ourselves?"
In the end he still suffers.
Sima You sighed, knowing that this is Lang Jun's character. The picture he made this time was too heavy for him, so he was not decisive enough.
"No!"
But he still had to persuade Wang Qizhi not to make mistakes, "If we let them go, we are here from the beginning, they are in the dark, and we do n’t know what they will do. In my opinion, if we do n’t try again, how can we take them a few times? Peers. "
As long as they are under the eyelids, they can't make any waves.
If something goes wrong, kill with all your strength.
Wang Qizhi stunned for a long while, and finally nodded, "Just do what you say"
Night breeze.
A cold wind rolled over the sand, whining outside the tent, as if a ghost was crying.
An Qianqian, who lived in a tent with Shen Zhenyi, awakened in her sleep, feeling dry, and sat up quietly.
Shen Zhenyi was still sitting in the middle of the camp, his eyes were closed slightly, and he seemed to be sleeping instead of sleeping, and he was flashing this white divine light-he was practicing his kendo at about every moment, and it was no accident that he was so powerful.
Anger Qian was envious and ashamed again, and slowly got up, intending to open the curtain and go out to find some water to drink.
It was dark outside the tent, and only the vigil's bonfire was still shining.
Outside the camp, the guards walked back and forth, the hunting team was extremely disciplined.
An Qianqian bypassed the two camps, remembering that someone had boiled water in a large cauldron in the center, and was about to scoop a spoon, but suddenly he heard someone whispering.
"It's not too far ahead, and you're here. Is Lang Jun really going to take this Shen Sangong?"
"This third son is amazing. Do you see his disciple's swordsmanship? Even Peng Jiu is not an opponent. As long as the disciple is still like this, Master can imagine. No wonder Lang Jun did not hesitate to meet him. The purpose of beheading Kuying is to solicit this person. "
The one who spoke first gave a shudder, "Ku Ying has also followed Lang Jun for many years, without hard work and hard work, just like that"
"Shh!"
The man who spoke later became more mature and quickly stopped him. "Snoring! Lang Jun is doing his own thing. Of course, the ancient ruins of such a big thing, of course, the more careful the better. The bitter and wise know that there must be improvement Heart, Lang Jun killed him for the sake of serving him! Don't hide your resentment, find your own way then! "
I didn't expect to come out to drink water in the middle of the night, I actually heard such important news!
It turned out that two night watchmen were talking, and An Qianqian heard that she was talking about Shen Zhenyi and heard the words "ancient ruins". She couldn't help but be shocked. She hurriedly raised her ears around her waist and didn't dare to move. Listen attentively.