Chapter 530: Sleek

In the snow and snow, the carriage continued to move forward.
"I am not dreaming?"
The warmth of the carriage is like spring. Lin Xinlan holds the doll on her hand and looks at the outside world instead of her as a storm. It is very unbelievable.
In her impression, the boy who is afraid of trouble to death, cold-hearted and cold-hearted, even directly promised to accept the apprentice?
Lin Xinlan looked at Stuart, who was sleeping peacefully in his arms. He was very speechless.
‘Although I only promised to be a registered disciple, I don’t even need to make a name, but for the son, this is also very rare...’
‘Is this doll really a rare martial arts martial artist in the millennium, or is it a cold and hot person, is a big good person? Uh... what am I thinking? The son is a good person! ’
She looked at the baby's blushing face and sneaked a sneak peek at Wu Ming. I don't know why, the cheeks suddenly appeared a red glow, and quickly bowed his head.
After a few hours, a huge city is already in sight.
"Hurricane Holy City, it is here!"
Outside, there was a strong and respectful voice. Wu Mingxi drove the curtain and immediately saw a giant beast across the horizon.
It stood on the ground and had a thick layer of hoarfrost on its body, but stood proudly in the snow and snow, and the millennium did not fall.
The thick city walls seem to cover all the snow and snow. After the carriage enters the holy city, even the temperature rises by several points.
"Don son, where are we going now?"
Li Fengfeng was originally the body of escape. At this time, he was in the big city, but he was somewhat overwhelmed.
After all, with the power of his big lady, it is really possible to trace it here, even laying down the eyeliner early.
"Go find a place to live first!"
Wu Ming is indispensable, through the window, but can see a lot of warriors wearing thick skins, at this time looking at the carriage's gaze, all with awe.
After all, the snow is almost a few feet deep, and the snow is closing the city. If you are so rushing, it must be an extremely powerful warrior!
Such a warrior is naturally respected wherever he is.
Li Feng was just looking for an inn, the treasurer and the buddy were very enthusiastic to greet, and vacated a good courtyard.
"The son!"
Inside the wing, the charcoal fire is rolling, the heat waves are raging, and almost the nose is sweating.
Lin Xinlan, holding Stuart, who was crying, was anxious: "He...he cried again..."
This Situ is only known to eat and sleep, and crying out loudly, which makes Lin Xinlan very distressed. However, when Wu Ming was around, she was extremely well-behaved and obsessed with her.
"Ok……"
Wu Ming chuckled, his hands were taken, and he handed out a mysterious water, condensed the water mist, turned into a spiritual dew, and fed the small Situ.
"Giggle..."
After eating and drinking, the little guy smirked, but it made Lin Xinlan laugh and cry.
"Severe storm!"
Wu Ming took Situ to grab his arm and called in the storm.
"What is the name of the son?"
Knowing that the time to decide the fate came, Li Li was busy all over the place, and the manners and manners were all humble to the extreme.
"I promised to accept him as a registered disciple and teach him something, but he never really set a mentoring position... Do you know? If I know that he will dare to beat my name in the future, no matter whether he is good or Evil, I will kill it!"
Wu Ming smiled coldly, and the words he spoke made a fierce storm.
He vaguely guessed what identity Wu Ming was. When he regretted that the son could not enter the eyes of this person, he could only swear: "The villain understands!"
"Very good... I have limited time and I will not always be with him. You should go to find a milkmaid for a period of time. I will settle him afterwards..."
The ancient respected teacher is like a father.
Since the master has already worshipped Master, the current Wu Ming has no problem with Situcher, and Li Fengfeng can only look at it. There is no objection immediately.
"Very good, you can work with Xinlan, she can also protect you a little, I go out for a walk!"
After Wu Ming finished speaking, he directly carried his hands and disappeared into the outside wind and snow.
"Lin girl..."
A fierce smile, I don't know why, I feel that this woman is staring at her own eyes, with a few points of chill!
He did not forget that Lin Xinlan used to wake up the blood and kill the flat three fingers. He only felt that the cold sweat suddenly flowed down.
"Let's go, the son told me to do it as soon as possible!"
Lin Xinlan's cold face was completely lost because she didn't follow Wu Ming. Poorly lying in the wind, but I know that this Lin girl is not too good.
This is the close apologetic of the less master, not afraid to be slow, the attitude is even lower, but also secretly thinking about finding ways to ease the relationship.
......
"I am alone in the snow..."
Wu Ming wore a cloak, wore a bucket, and the edge was pressed down to the brow, and it suddenly merged into the sky.
Heaven and earth are plain white, and the sky is even more so that Wu Ming feels the unpredictability of God!
In this mysterious state of mind, his grasp of the heavens and the earth and himself is also a higher level.
'Xuanming's true merits are the true biography of the Emperor Wu, born out of the eight magical powers, and the power is off it. Others are so eager to ask for help, but I can easily get it. This is the biggest cause, it wants to give, but I want Still can't see...'
‘As for the rest, but in the details, there is only one point. I can’t benefit from this Stuart, but I need to give a little favor...’
‘After maneuvering, but a fake hand, as long as you do your part, not tempted by outside, what are you afraid of? ’
Wu Ming smiled, and suddenly the wind and snow stopped in front of him, and a huge octagonal attic came out.
The loft is located in the center of the Holy City. There are mahogany gates in all directions. A large number of warriors enter and exit from various thresholds, and they are very busy.

Eight face and exquisite sky!

Wu Ming mouth smirked with a smile and said the name of the octagonal attic.
This building was built by the Tianfeng Holy Land. There is only one branch in this place. As for the headquarters, there is no trace of it. Most of the warriors think that it is in the depths of the Tianmen Holy Land.
He went up a few steps and saw the octagonal figure of the octagonal attic.
On the four walls next to it, there are four huge lists, hanging down, and the life stories of the warriors are written on the top.
The first list was dark purple with a bit of dark black color. It has obviously not been replaced for a long time. The first line was written in a huge font: "The first Emperor of the Devil!"
In the following, there are several names, all of which are the terrorists who have been short-lived in history. The solitary madman and the madman are among them.
‘It’s a pity... This list is the most incomplete, and there is no record of the real demon-level warrior. There is no practicality...’
Wu Ming secretly spit out and turned to the other side.
The list here is much more detailed than before, and the red text on the black background is inconspicuous. It is the celestial list.
"The first place in the celestial list! The eternal sacred land of the eternal sacred place, the singularity of the two poles, the stunned talent..."
"The second place, the wind and the wind..."
......
"The eighth place, the old man of the sky, from the heavenly holy land!"
"The ninth place, the lack of children, from the earthly sacred place..."
In addition to ranking, the life story was recorded in more detail. Wu Ming looked at the ten lines and suddenly saw himself: "The immortal people, the name is unknown, the place of origin is ominous, the shot is ethereal, the Yunlong is looming, the trail is uncertain, like Zhu Xian...

He shook his head, no longer looking at the most frequent changes in the list of the land and the heroes list, striding into the inside.
"The eight-faced and exquisite Tianji Pavilion has branches in various large cities and towns. It has more training and secrets. The training of a group of 'hyacinths' is extinct, connecting the big 6, which is the first place in the world, and is secret. With the support of other holy places, it is recognized by the world's four lists of warriors, but everyone in the rivers and lakes is proud of the list!"
"Welcome the son to come!"
Inside the attic, the four sides of the copper column are hot and airy, and the inside is hollow. Apparently there is hot water flowing through it, making the whole room warm as spring.
The wool carpet at the foot is soft and strong, and it is unconscious to sink into it.
As soon as I entered the gate, there was a clever and sorrowful maid greeted, and the courtesy was respectful. Even though there was no very color, it also had seven or eight points of cuteness.
"Well... I feel free to see..."
When Wu Ming’s eyes were swept away, he saw that the wooden frame was full, and there were all kinds of weapons and weapons of the gods, swords and swords, axe hooks and forks, and even Qimen’s blade. Everything was there. Touching the blade of the blade, it seems to touch the skin of the lover.
"This is the Shenbing Pavilion. I don't know what kind of military blade the guests like?"
The maid smiled and said: "If the guests have other needs, they can go to other lofts and have their own sisters..."
"It turns out!"
Wu Ming looked at the threshold of the big attic, and thought of the eight passages of the octagonal attic, and immediately thought of the comprehensive commercial building of the previous life.
Presumably if you enter from other channels, you will see the service options of medicinal herbs, secrets, armor, etc.
"If I want to buy a message, where should I go?"
Wu Ming asked in a loud voice.
"Guests want to buy information? Then you should go to the drizzle! Please come with your nephew!"
Lost a single business, this prostitute's face did not have the color of disappointment, leading the way.
Inside the eight-faced and exquisite heavenly pavilion, there are also channels and trestles that are connected to each other. They are densely packed and pedestrians are like a huge and well-ordered hive.
If you change to an ordinary warrior, there is no waiter's quotation, I am afraid that I will be stunned immediately.
The location of the drizzle pavilion, in the southeast of the octagonal, is also a hidden body, and is full of a mysterious taste.
As soon as I stepped into the attic, the sound outside was suddenly reduced, so that Wu Ming knew that this drizzle might have another mystery from selection to casting, using sound-absorbing materials and the like to maximize the retention of customers. I am doing my best.