: 467. Tangled Dong Shengjun

The party is expected to pass back information from the region, and the anger there is getting stronger and stronger. Especially in recent days, the rate of deterioration has risen sharply.
After receiving news, Yan Zhaoge and Yuan Zhengfeng began to prepare to leave for the region.
Yan Di still has not gone out, and she does not know when she can go out, but the situation does not wait for people. Yan Zhaoge and Yuan Zhengfeng can only sigh at the bottom of my heart.
"Master, Yan Shidi is retreating, you have to leave the mountain, simply change the two brothers from the region back to the mountain gate to support affairs."
Fu Enshu also wants to leave the mountain, and Yan Yan and Yuan Zhengfeng walk together and say as they walk.
Yuan Zhengfeng nodded slightly: "When you get to the area, you can see the specific situation. The director is naturally very good."
He turned his head and looked at Feng Yunqi and Yin Liuhua behind Fu Enshu: "Despite the big moves in the East China Sea, you still have to be careful."
Fu Enshu said: "As a woman of the Taiyin, as much as possible to contact the Yanmo, it is very helpful to them."
Yuan Zhengfeng said: "Not only the fire, but also other dangers."
Fu Enshu understands what Yuan Zhengfeng said: "I understand."
Yan Zhaoge walked with Yuan Zhengfeng and walked beside Fu Enshu. The voice said: "Fu Shibo, what I mentioned before, you may wish to consider it again. I always feel that for Yin Shimei, you are too anxious."
There is a hint of gloom in Fu En's book: "I can tolerate any problems with my disciples, but I can't tolerate her being lazy and not trying."
"Even Master advised me not to ask everyone with Yunxiao, Sikong or my own standards. Well, then I will relax the requirements." Fu Enshu said, and there was some fire: "I don't ask for Chinese Like Yunxiao, but her own limit is where I am."
"It’s always smuggling and slipping, and the self-request is going down and down. So how can there be a day that breaks through its limits? Instead, it can only make your own ceiling lower and more ruined and talented!"
Fu Enshu squinted Yan Zhao's song: "It's not just a question of women's practice as a woman, it's more about her progress as a warrior!"
Yan Zhao song spread his hand: "Maybe Yin Shimei wants to live a little easier, you may wish to consider my previous proposal and lower some of her expectations, so it may be good for everyone."
Fu Enshu said with dissatisfaction: "I don't expect her to catch up with or surpass the clouds, but her opponents should never be Yunxiao. How can she go to the other sacred places?


Is it necessary to lower it? How low is it?

She looked at Yan Zhao's song: "The law is above it, it is in it, the law is in it, it depends on it, the law is under it, there is no income. You don't understand this truth?"
Yan Zhaoge heard the words and touched his mouth: "After all, you are her teacher, and I am not too bad."
After he paused, he whispered: "However, it is good to be able to produce a good iron, but if it is not the material, it will be too embarrassing, and it may be refining."
Fu Enshu was silent, and Yin Guanghua, who was behind his eyes, swept away.
The two have been communicating with each other, and Yin Liuhua naturally does not know what they are talking about.
Her mind at the moment is returning to the East China Sea, and she has mixed feelings for a time.
Fu Enshu sighed: "Give her more time and opportunity."
Yan Zhao song nodded: "When you go to the East China Sea, please be careful. Although the fire last time lost, but the vitality still exists, the area changes, they may also be together."
Fu Enshu said: "Well, there is indeed a chaos in the East China Sea. The old man of the ink and the Song City Lord of Bihai City are on alert, but you must go to the area and be careful."
"According to what you said, this situation is not the same as the chaos. It may be even more dangerous."
Yan Zhaoge looked in the direction of the distant region: "The problem of the absolute is that it is difficult to predict, because the enemy hides his identity, and the crisis lurks in an unknown place, like a boat in the fog."
"This time, the crisis is much simpler and clearer, but it may be more violent and unstoppable, as if it were a flood in front of you."
Farewell to Fu Enshu and others, Yan Zhaoge and Yuan Zhengfeng arrived in the area together, just arrived in the outer zone, they have already felt the arrogance.
Continue to go in, the deeper, the more intense the suffocation.
It is already a veritable hell.
There have also been some monsters and animals that adapt to the environment and survive here.
But at this moment, it is such a life, and it is constantly annihilated and suffocating. If there is such a relatively strong one, they all begin to flee outward.
In the surrounding area, for a time, it was a wave of World of Warcraft escape, escaped from the region and broke into other places.
Fortunately, whether it is Guangchong Mountain or other holy places, it is prepared for this. Early on, it will pull up the warning line around the area and intercept the animal tide to prevent big troubles.
Yuan Zhengfeng and Yan Zhaoge and his entourage all the way inward, walking in the middle of the road, and suddenly there was a golden glow shining in the distance, as if the sun was rising in the boundless darkness.
"Da Ri Sheng Zong." Yan Zhaoge and other people look the same, I saw that the golden glory came to the front.
As in the light of the real big day, a white old man walked out slowly, it was the elders of the Great Day Shengzong, and the East came to Wusheng Huang Guanglie.
Behind him, he followed a group of people, all of whom were great saints.
Xi Zhaojun and Dong Shengjun in the seven sons of Daejeon are closely behind Huang Guanglie, looking at Yan Zhaoge and others with no expression.
Yuan Zhengfeng asked faintly: "Huang Donglai, what do you say?"
Huang Guanglie said: "Let's go down and see."
Yuan Zhengfeng took the lead and his body fell: "This is what it is."
The two sides fell together. Yan Zhaoge felt that his eyes were on his own body. When he turned around and saw it, he saw the Da Zong and his wife. Apart from Huang Guanglie, most of the other people’s eyes were staring at themselves.
Especially in the case of Dong Shengjun, watching the eyes of Yan Zhaoge is full of complex and difficult meanings.
Among the top-ranking seniors of the Great Day, he is almost the first person to deal with Yan Zhao, although not directly dealing with it.
When he was still in the Eastern Tang Dynasty, he actually had the heart to kill Yan Zhaoge.
Because of the reasons of Guangzong Elder Shandong and the Eastern Tang Dynasty owner Zhao Shicheng, they could not do it.
But now when Dong Shengjun recalls the things of the year, sometimes he can't help but think. If you want to fight the risk of falling, you should try to change the life of Yan Zhao. If you succeed, everything in the future will not be at all. The same?
Although such thoughts are only fleeting, they cannot be contained.
At that time, even if Yan Zhaoge was the son of Yan Di, if anyone suggested this, take Dong Shengjun, one of the seven sons of Daejeon, and the grandmaster of the Tang Dynasty, and go to the Yanzhao song of the magistrate, everyone will When he is an idiot.
And now, even if Dong Shengjun himself, occasionally can not help but guess the possibility of success, although he hopes that the Yuanfu Master is as much as possible.
Nothing is wrong with this. To be continued.