Chapter 887: Tell the world

"Southern thirteen, you are the South Wind, it is said that the South Wind created the Fengxue Pavilion in the small world, there are many talented generations, it is a good hand." The middle-aged man who did not speak can not help but Laughing: "According to the order, Feng Xuege belongs to you, but the other ones are chosen by us. If you use any means, don't blame me for being polite, maybe a little missed, and what Feng Xuege will be destroyed."
"what did you say?"
The South Thirteen face sinks: "No West, do you want to be an enemy of me?"
"I am just telling you the rules." The middle-aged man named Wuxi replied faintly: "The secular person, even if it is a little qualified, can grow up and takes time. I don't care if I kill some, the person killed. It can be Feng Xue Ge, or it can be other, just follow my heart."
If there are outsiders here, you can see it.
The old man is called Daofu, three middle-aged people, the white-shirt man is called Lang Fan, the thin-faced man is called Yuan Bing, the other one is the young man who is called the West, and the younger is the South XIII. The prince Nanfeng’s men.
The five of them do not belong to a force, they are prepared for each other, but they have a common purpose, that is, secular warriors.
"No West, in the world, I have only infinitely close to Jindan's strength. If you think it is my opponent, you can try it."
Nan Xie sneered, then said: "I am too lazy to waste time with you. Last time because of the many people who came over, they chose some warriors one by one. Now we are five people. There is no need to waste time. It is better to issue orders directly to the world. All the warriors above the masters are on standby in Kunlun Mountain one day later. The five of us are in charge of one area, and we patrol once again. When the secular end is over, we will choose the warriors of the small world."
"good."
The old man nodded.
It also supports these practices.
Before they came, they simply communicated. The Kunlun fairyland and the secular export were not very easy to open. They had time constraints. They completed the task and had the idea of ​​going to the ancient mine. It was said that the last time, more than 50 People who went there years ago got some good things.
Several people flew outwards. Just after leaving the Kunlun Mountains, they saw a group of dozens of people flying fast.
It is the night wolf that is headed.
"I don't know where a few seniors came from?" The night wolf cautiously asked.
"You are?" asked the doffer.
"We are the people of the National Security Bureau and belong to the official of the Chinese state." The night wolf seems to guess something, can not feel the breath of the five people in front of them, but they float here, do not want to know, it is some strength A powerful generation.
This made the night wolf's posture lower, and said:
"We noticed that there were abnormal energy fluctuations here, so we came to investigate. I didn't expect to encounter a few seniors, I don't know...?"
"We are the people of Kunlun fairyland."
Dolf smiled and said: "You are an official, just right, I need you to help."
"What is the predecessor's command?" asked the night wolf.
"I ordered the world, the warrior above the master, to come to Kunlun Mountain tomorrow, is here to stand by, there are some things we have to announce." Doffer said.
"This..." The night wolf was hesitant and hesitant, but he still said nothing.
South XIII said coldly:
"Only one day, tomorrow morning, I will wait to patrol. If anyone dares not to, I will kill it."
Hey!
The night wolf's head screamed, and he felt a strong pressure from the South Thirteen.
"I don't know what is going on, I will tell you about it, and issue an order. If not, it is estimated that there will be many people who will not go." The night wolf asked hard.
Something in his heart is cold.
Even the white tiger and other people beside him are also cold in the back, and they dare not speak at all. They are afraid to say a word wrong, and they will be murdered.
"Humph!"
The South 13 is a cold scream, and the pressure is almost suffocating the night wolf.
"Let you also ask us about things? Give you three seconds to do, or die."
"Yes, I will issue an order to announce the world."
The night wolf rushed to answer.
Ming knows that the other party is very strong, or from the Kunlun fairy world, then he will never say negative words in person, he feels that the other 30-year-old man has a murder of his body, watching his own eyes, as if watching Ants at the foot,
"Don't be afraid, if you cooperate, there will be nothing. Our Kunlun fairy world and the secular version are one, and there will be no killing of the unprovoked. Calling them is to say something, and tomorrow you will know."
The old man, Doffer, feels very gentle, and explained the sentence with the night wolf, then smiled and said to the four:
"We will divide the area in five directions in the southeast, northwest, and northwest. Looking for someone who has a relationship? Today, one day, tomorrow morning, patrol to see if there are any missing people, then come back here to gather."
"That's it, I choose the North." Lang Fan said, his body shape quickly flew away.
"I chose the East." No West sees the South 13 to open, he said quickly, and the words left directly.
This makes the South Thirteen face sink, and he wants to go to the East.
"I went to the West." The Yuan soldiers who did not talk much also said a sentence.
"Then I will stay in the middle. Well, according to my division, the central area is small. I don't want to toss. The larger area in the south will leave you good?" Doffer looked south.
"Ha ha."
South Thirteen faintly laughed and his body quickly left.
According to their geographical division, there is a small world entrance in the east, west and north, and two in the middle. The southern part of the plan does not.
This is because several people know that the South Wind has created a Feng Xue Ge, the location of the choice, of course, also let the South 13 select the worst position.
Unfortunately, Nan XIII does not think so.
"After more than a decade ago, the Prince of Nanfeng returned and described the grandeur of Fengxue Pavilion. Today's Fengxue Pavilion should be the first door. It spans five small worlds. There are countless disciples in the door. I am too lazy in the South. And you guys who grab the little world."
Looking at the five people in front of the fast leave, the night wolf is a little dumbfounded.
"Boss, what should I do?" Qinglong said: "They come from the Kunlun fairyland. The strength seems to be very strong. If so many people are assembled, they can start, and the security situation in China can become a sinner of the ages."
"There is no way, have you not heard what they just said?"
White Tiger sighed: "They are all well-positioned. Their spirits are strong. If they don't really notice, they will make a slap in the martial arts world, and countless people will die."
"Would you like to inform people in the small world?"
"No," the night wolf sighed and shook his head. "The small world sects also have warriors in the world. We will inform the news. They will also know that the people in Kunlun fairyland are not good, I can feel them. It’s more terrible than the peak of Tiancheng. Since it’s impossible to stop it, then it’s what they mean, maybe it’s not that I want to wait, they have something to tell.

The faint feeling of the night wolf, the large group of people who disappeared more than 50 years ago, may not be dead, but enter the Kunlun fairy world.
The news passed the National Security Bureau and swept the entire martial arts world very quickly.
"The people of Kunlun Fairyland come to the world, and all the martial arts masters and above are going to the east of the Kunlun Mountains before tomorrow morning."
"What the hell? Where is the Kunlun fairyland?"
"What a madness, when you come up, you will tell the world, how can I not go?"
"..."
Some young warriors scoff at them.
Of course, many of them are not martial arts masters.
The warriors in the realm of the martial arts masters are somewhat confused. Is this a big event?
Finally, the martial arts world took a moment, and the old warriors came forward to give answers:
"Kunlun fairyland, that is a sacred place, many times higher than the small world."
"I have heard from my second master that the people who came out of the Kunlun fairy world turned their hands to the clouds and covered them with rain. The magical powers were vast and unmatched. Now they are once again appearing, perhaps chances, maybe catastrophe."
"There are the gods of the wild cranes, and the orders are not to be violated."
"..."
Some words have raised a gust of wind in the martial arts world. After many people know it, they feel that the sky of the martial arts world has changed.
At the same time, Sanmen City.
A man in his early twenties is coming out of an Internet cafe. His face is not very good-looking. He said:
"Today's luck is really bad. I only won one game. It is really difficult for me to score this position."
Walking and seeing a mineral water bottle under his feet, he kicked hard.
"Why don't you pick it up and throw it into the trash can?"
An old man next to him asked calmly.
"The garbage thrown by others, why do I pay for the mistakes made by others?"
The young man replied irritably, but when he saw that the other person was an old man, he was not interested. When he walked forward, he passed the mineral water bottle and was kicked. As a result, the mineral water bottle was accurately kicked into the trash can.
He didn't know why his strength was so precise. In his early years, he knew that his strength was bigger than his peers. Whether he was playing roller skating or skating, he was also well-versed, balanced, and in control of power. Even playing fakes is a good hand.
Only he did not doubt anything, feeling that talent is better.
Feeling bored, he went to his dormitory, twenty years old, the age of college, he learned is a chef, take a day off, go to the net, and the head of the loss will be blown up.
The dormitory is relatively remote and passes through an alley.
"No, lose so much, I have to win back!"
Halfway through, the youth stopped and turned around neatly.
"what!"
Turning around and seeing the old man less than half a meter away from him, there is no sound at all, ghost?
The young man was shocked and sat down on the ground. After returning to God, he asked:
"What are you doing?"

Do you want to practice with me?

"Practice? Old man, are you afraid that you are not dreaming?"
The young man patted his ass: "You practice yourself, I am going online."
"set!"
A light voice came out.
Hey!
The young man suddenly found out that he couldn’t move, even if he could not do it.
He wants to open his mouth, and his lips are like a heavy weight.
Oops!
Hit the ghost?
The young heart missed a shot, and the scary cold sweat came out.