Chapter 327: Layout (middle)

The words of the battle made Wang Chen fall into meditation.
Get rid of the holy mountain and stand on its own feet.
This idea is inevitably to let Wang Chen's body boil, if it is true, then his king's family will not be bound by any one.
It’s just... can you have this qualification with the strength of the current Wang family?
The road ahead is too rough and rugged.
There is even more chaos in the world, they have to face too many enemies.
All this situation, Wang Chen could not help but frown, he quietly contemplatively weighed the pros and cons.
"Pick a hand."
After a moment, taking a deep breath, Wang Chen firmly believes in his heart.
Put it, this is his final decision, whether it is from the hatred of the Stars, or the relationship between the Wang family and the Holy Mountain, or Wang Chen’s personal thoughts, their Wang family It is impossible to be dominated by the Holy Mountain.
Especially in the Fuji family, the warriors are in a position to occupy a pivotal position in the holy mountain.
If you enter the holy mountain, you don't know what will happen.
It’s better to stand on its own and enter the sacred mountain to bear the sacred mountain control in the chaos of the world.
Since you have torn your face, there is no need to worry too much.
Moreover, from the words of the original Niu Hao, Wang Chen seems to be able to feel that the holy mountain is not so simple on the surface.
The practice of the war is inevitably correct. With his millennial experience, what he sees is far from the one that Wang Chen can see.
"So good, I will arrange the things here."
Thinking of this, Wang Chen said, immediately, he looked at the battle and continued: "I want to go to southern Xinjiang."
Southern Xinjiang, thinking of this, Wang Chen’s eyes flashed slightly.
He is very clear that the current Zilan is in a dangerous situation. In any case, he must travel to southern Xinjiang as soon as possible.
Even if you know that you are still difficult to be an opponent of the sky, Wang Chen has to go this way.
Because every day of the day, the purple orchid is a little more dangerous.
"Teng family, warrior, may not be able to see it now, but if you travel to southern Xinjiang... they are likely to secretly shoot."
When I heard Wang Chen’s words, Ling Brow frowned and said.
"Even if it is a dragon pond, I have to go there."
Wang Chen said firmly.
"Just, I may not be able to walk with you."
Indulging, Ling sighed, he opened his mouth and seemed to have something to say, but in the end he did not say it.
When I heard the battle, the magical dance changed slightly. She subconsciously turned to look at the battle, and finally looked at Wang Chen: "Tomorrow, I also need to leave."
In the original, the magic dance should not appear here. At the very least, it should not be here today. If it is not the sway of the blood, if it is not the uneasiness that comes from the heart. If she did not feel the death of Wang Chen, how could she come to the Dragon City.
In another place, there is something she can't get away from.
With the war, she can't get away with Wang Chen to go to southern Xinjiang. After all, this is not a solution within a short time.
"I can go alone."
When I heard the battle of the battle and the magic dance, Wang Chen said.
Although, so two people can not go to the northern Xinjiang together, there is bound to be endless danger, but Wang Chen can not care a lot.
Although he knew that the trip was extremely dangerous, Longtan Tiger Cave, but he also had to leave.
Tengjia, the warrior, this trick is enough, even if the front is full of knives and mountains, Wang Chen has to take the risk.
"Well, remember, stay in the green hills without burning wood."
In the face of Wang Chen’s insistence, Ling War only looked at him deeply and sighed.
This trip is fierce, but the battle with Wang Chen for many years can still not know what kind of person Wang Chen is. He can't give up this trip. If it is in the position of Wang Chen, Ling war can't. give up.
However, he can't really pull out, so he can only hope that Wang Chen is not too impulsive.
With the strength of Wang Chen now, with the strength of the quenching of the stars, if you have the heart to save your life, Ling Chen believes that Wang Chen will not fall into an irreparable situation.
This is why he acquiesced to Wang Chen.
"Okay."
Wang Chen nodded.
The voice fell, and the scene once again fell into silence.
"When are you ready to leave?"
After a moment, Ling war asked.
"There will be a departure in these two days."
Wang Chen thought about it.
He did not choose to go immediately. After all, in today's World War I, Wang Chen almost died. Now he is seriously injured. If it is not the support of the stars, now Wang Chen may still stand here.
He must recover his injuries as soon as possible.
At the same time, looking at the rather disappointing Jiang Chenyuan and the broken Tian Ren, Wang Chen knows that even if they can continue to insist, they can not continue to insist.
What's more, the sacred mountain, he still needs to return to Wangcheng in person.
"In this case, you will return to Wangcheng first. The injury is too heavy. You still need to adjust. As for the holy mountain, you don't have to worry. If the guardian takes the shot, someone will come back to deal with him."
The corner of Ling’s mouth reveals a sneer.
The Guardian of the Holy Mountain, although the current battle may not be his opponent, but he is definitely not invincible.
If he does not shoot, he will be hit by a Thunder.
"I will not return to the kingdom with you."
The war continued.
A few words, let Wang Chen express a meal.
I just reunited, but I have to separate.
Wang Chen can imagine how important it is for Ling Chao to be so anxious to deal with it.
The reason why he appeared here today is that he is also coming out, and I don’t know why, Wang Chen always feels that there is something wrong with the battle.
"Well."
Thinking of this, Wang Chen’s nose tipped slightly and nodded.
"You...return to Wangcheng with me."
Next, Wang Chen looked at the complex face of the phantom dance.
Today, Wang Chen seems to have forgotten the scene of the first magical dance in the Middle Ages.
On that day, she was a peerless city. On that day, she was like a fairy.
The one sentence: You can be willing to spend me in the afterlife, but it is even more memorable.
In the past, the woman who was ignorant after Nirvana has now reached such a height.
Even at this moment, the magic dance stood in front of Wang Chen, but did not know why Wang Chen feels far apart, although it feels far apart but there seems to be a slight insult in the depths of the blood to make Wang Chen difficult to calm down.
In the face of magical dance, Wang Chen always has a feeling of being unclear and unclear.
This complex feeling is unspeakable.
"I have to leave this place, maybe I will meet again soon."
In the face of Wang Chen’s inquiry, the indifference on the face of the fantasy dance gradually disappeared. She also looked at Wang Chen in a complex look, but the next moment was a soft voice.
At the same time, the eyes of the fantasy dance are also with a trace of worry and concern.
This trip to southern Xinjiang, what will he do, such as today's big chaos, what will he do.
No one knows more clearly than the magic dance. How big is the crisis that has swept this time.
Even if you can return, this is not clear to the fantasy dance.
"Well, wait for you to come back."
When I heard the magic dance, Wang Chen nodded, and the magic dance thought, Wang Chen could not know.
"I will take a step first."
The next moment, Wang Chen looked at the battle and the illusion of the dance.
The voice fell, and he turned around and took the space directly with Jiang Chenyuan and Tian Tian Ren.
Looking at the gradually merging space channel, the illusion eyes look a little erratic.
For a long time, she seems to be transformed into sculpture.
And the battle, this time is also a brow lock, looking at the direction of Wang Chen's departure, with a hint of care in his eyes, there is a hint of gratification.
The young boy, who has grown up, can now hold up a world.
This time, I only hope that he can safely pass through the difficult times.
At this moment, neither the battle nor the magic dance did speak, and the heavens and the earth seemed to fall into silence.
Call...
Until a long time, Linghuo exhaled.
And his mouth, at this moment, even more overflowing with a hint of red blood, extra glare.
This scene, if you let Wang Chen see it, will inevitably be shocked.
The battle, it was actually hurt, and the face of this battle was suddenly pale, completely without the previous calm.
"You are hurt."
Seeing this scene, the magic dance said faintly.
"Oh... I can’t die."
The tactics erased the laughter of the blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.
"The few people are not your opponents."
However, the magic dance is looking at the distance, as if speaking to himself.
The ambassadors of the sacred mountains, the vines, the warriors, those who are not opponents of the battle.
Although there is no direct confrontation, but who is the fantasy dance, she can not know how strong the battle is.
The battle is not light, it is quite serious.
This strength is not something that the ambassadors and the vines and warriors can do.
Even if the vine is reached in the late stage of pure yang, it is unlikely to pose too much threat to the battle.
"Several old people in the devil world are not dead."
The battle is over.
Devil world.
At this moment, what is said in the battle of the battle is not the devil world.
His injury, as the fantasy dance thinks, is not the Fuji family and the warrior, or a few sacred mountain ambassadors can do it, perhaps, the sacred mountain guardian personally, it is possible.
The injury to his body turned out to be caused by a few old people in the devil world.
"Those people... come back."
The fantasy dance asked, his voice stagnate slightly.
"There are some back, escape the traces of history, the erosion of the years, they have completed Nirvana, and now come back again, ambition."
The battle said Shen Sheng.
"The world is in chaos, many people are waiting for this day, the guardian of the Holy Mountain, he can't guard Tian Xuan."
There is no trace of emotion in the sound of fantasy dance.
At this moment, her momentum is so detached.
At this moment, looking into the distance, the illusion of the eyes is erratic, without the slightest emotion, no one can guess what she is thinking.
The words of the magic dance, let the battle of the silence is also silent.
Obviously, the magic dance knows, maybe the battle knows some.
"I saw Qing Tianqiu and Lingyu."
After that, not waiting for what Lingwu said, the magic dance is as if he thought of what he said.
Qing Tianqiu, Ling Yu, these two names appeared in the mouth of the magic dance at this moment, let Ling battle figure slightly paused.