Repugnant Gateway

Ann contends in the crowd and walks forward. I don't know where the people of Peacock Ming Palace are. The people who came in were actually very confused. They were only dominated by the desires in their hearts, and they didn't even think about what I was going to do when they came in. They just rushed in.

An Zheng climbed a tower and stood on the highest floor of the tower to look down. Practitioners are still pouring in from the entrance of the secret realm, but it is less than an hour, and there are at least 20,000 people who have come in.

An Zheng suddenly thought of something that seemed irrelevant to the current situation ... Why did Daxi and the Buddhist Sect delimit the practitioners who entered the Xiangong ruins above the prisoner's desire? The world is so big, the practitioners in the prisoner's realm are not competitive at all. The number of people in the world is tens of billions, and the practitioners in the prisoner's realm cannot control the world.

It is only now that An Zheng woke up, all of this should also be in the early plans of the mountains, every detail is. Such a definition must be under his persuasion, because although the prisoners alone are not enough to influence anything, gathering together is a powerful force that cannot be ignored.

These people were talking about Shanse put in to fight against the Daxi army.

But those people will not understand this at all. They think they have found a turning point in life, they think they are about to fly, and they think their destiny is getting better at this moment ... they are all cannon fodder.

An Zheng saw someone dig something in the ground under the tower. He lifted it subconsciously to see what it was in the sun. Suddenly someone rushed out of his back and thrust a knife into his back. The tip penetrates directly from the front chest. The sneak attacker was holding his long knife and twisting his wrist, and the long knife twisted back and forth to crush the heart. The corpse fell softly, and the attacker lifted up the things he picked up and looked at it, only to find that it was just a beautiful stone.

People, ugly at this moment, surpass all species.

An Zheng stood in a constant view from the top, and finally saw the banner of the Peacock Ming Palace in the west. The presence of the flag means that nothing has happened to the Peacock Palace.

Suddenly there was a violent vibration in the distance, followed by a roar of monsters and animals, which came from the Peacock Ming Palace. An Zheng leaped from the tower and rushed towards it. He knew that this was about Shanse's arrangement, whether Shanse was testing whether he had come. Shooting at Peacock Ming Palace, if he appears, his plan will be implemented immediately.

However, Anzheng had no other choice. Tan Shanse knew him. This is exactly the advantage of conspirators, and also the triumph of talking about mountains. Knowing not to go but having to go, this is his judgment on An Zheng.

On the top of the mountain, Tan Shanse smiled and pointed to the side of the Peacock Ming Palace: "If he comes, both will die. If he does not come, then he has been tempted to come out."

"Master, is this person really that important?"

"Very important."

Tan Shanse said: "You talk about who can be called a hero in the world."

"A lot, master. For example, the great emperor Chen Wunuo, for example Buddha, for example Zhang Zhenren, for example Chen Xiaoyao mentioned by the owner, for example Zhuo Qingdi in the frozen land."

"Neither of them is a hero. Chen Wunuo was born to be an emperor. He can also be called a hero in times of trouble, but he is not a hero. The hero is selfish and the hero is selfless. Zhang Zhenren can see through the sky, but his temperament is too cowardly to dare to go straight, and ultimately he ca n’t. Chen Xiaoyao was the chicest knight at the time, but he was not a hero. As for Zhuo Qing Emperor, he was a brave man. Yes, just fight for someone. "

"The evaluation is too high. Master, can this person be used by us?"

"No, so he is a hero."

Tan Shanse got up: "I have something else to arrange. You can just stare at the Peacock Ming Palace. If An Zheng appears, tell me immediately."

"Yes!"

Tan Shanse got up, came down from the mountain path, and went straight to a cave in the mountain.

Ann contends in the crowd towards the Peacock Ming Palace, and then walks halfway, and suddenly a nun appears in front of him.

"Mr. An, Ming Wang said you can't pass."

An Zheng frowned slightly: "She also knows?"

Nun shook her head and said, "I don't know what King Ming knows. King Ming only ordered us to come out and look for you. If you see you, tell you not to be near her. If you don't come, she is safe. If you come, Will be in danger. "

An Zheng shrugged his shoulders: "It's okay."

He turned and wanted to go, and the nun could not help shouting behind him: "Mr. An, can you stay away from the Ming King? The Ming King's practice may be destroyed by you."

An Zheng was silent for a moment and nodded: "Okay."

Nuni leaned over with her hands folded and bowed: "Thank you Ann for making it first."

An Zheng knew that Xu Meidai was right. He thought about it this way. It was best for him not to appear. However, he was such a temperament, how could he not be worried. So Anzheng did not leave too far, just hide the observation in the dark.

In front of it is an incomplete bamboo forest, and every bamboo has scars. This bamboo forest must also be a **** battle on that day. The wind blew, and the bamboo leaves piled on the ground flew up to reveal the remains below. The bones haven't broken yet. Obviously, this practitioner has advanced to a high level. An Zhengjian saw a ring on the finger of the remains and looked down carefully. The ring looked like an ordinary ruby, and a black plaque could be seen faintly on it.

The history of the Chen family has been long enough, and has been at the top of the pyramid in the long history. From the turbulent times in the Spring and Autumn Period to the founding of the Great Xi, the Chen family is one of the people who have the right to speak, whether in the rivers or lakes or in the temple. Chen Boyu in the troubled times of the Spring and Autumn Period was known as Tai'an Jun, with tens of thousands of guests, and he could destroy a small country.

After Chen Boyu's son Chen Shan came, he was also an extremely overbearing person. When Da Shu and Da Wei competed for power, it was Chen Shanzhi who finally chose Da Wei that Da Wei would be called the Northern Overlord, and he would rule the world with one country.

An Zheng couldn't help but wonder if this corpse would be Chen Shanzhi. Although I don't know whether Chen Boyu's Chen family is directly related to Chen Wunuo's Chen family, it can't always be irrelevant. An Zheng thought that since this ring belonged to the Chen family, it was better to give it to Chen Shaobai.

He was about to take off the ring, and someone behind him said coldly: "Persuade you not to move that thing."

Anzheng stood up and looked back, and a young man in a Jinyi Huafu stood behind him with dozens of followers. A beautiful woman with a handsome figure held an umbrella for him, and another girl who looked cute and fanned him. It was really chic. The young man looked up and down twenty years old, and his eyes were clear, but there was some cold in his eyes.

"why?"

An Zheng asked.

The man smiled and said, "Because that thing is mine."

An Zheng uttered: "Why is yours?"

The younger girl had a cold face: "Bold, my son said that he is his, naturally it is his. In this fairy palace, no matter what my son likes, no one is qualified to move. If your pair The eyes still want, if you want to keep this cheap life, you can go now, don't cause trouble. "

An Zheng: "I have a bad life, and wherever I go, it is always a disaster, and I am used to it."

"Do you know who my son is?"

"Don't tell me, I'm going to ask you for medical expenses in case you are frightened by your son's name."

"You are bold!"

The older woman glared at him: "Mr. Murong's reputation, can you casually arbitrarily?"

An Zheng laughed: "Northwest Yuwen, Southeast Murong. Some people say that Yuwen Wushuang of Northwest Yuwen and Murong Jilen of Southeast Murong are the best young practitioners in the world. It is said that your Murong family also sent people to Northwest Phoenix Station begging? "

This is the hatred in Murong Ji's heart. In his eyes, the woman worthy of him in the world is Yuwen Wushuang, but the shameless woman dared to reject him. Whether it's her family or her status, or her behavior, or her name, she can't really look down on her.

"I will give you another chance."

Murong Ji opened the folding fan with a cold snap: "Before I counted to three, you left, and I have a reward."

He waved his hand, and the young woman took out a gold spirit stone and threw it at the foot of Anzheng: "Take the reward given by your son and hurry up. Don't make your son angry. You are so poor, you and the son talk to you. It ’s a blessing from you.

In order not to be exposed, An Zheng did indeed wear a little more easy-going clothes, but it was never too shabby. The little girl squinted her eyes, her chin was so high, her eyes were as if the gold spirit stone she had thrown on the ground were the bones of the stray dog.

She saw Anzheng stooping down to pick up the Jinpin Lingshi, and she wiped her cuffs with a frivolity and then put it away, even more disdainful. She sniffed in her nose: "Since the things are taken, hurry and roll, this is not a place where you like a humble person can come. Those of you who are from a humble background, think that this good thing really can be contested by anyone of?"

After Anzheng collected the Jinping Spirit Stone, he crouched next to the corpse, bowed his hands together in prayer, and then removed the ring from his phalanx.

"What are you doing?"

The girl scolded.

An Zheng wiped the ring clean and put it up, straightened his body, and shook his shoulders: "I am very greedy, and I don't want to give it to others when I see it. But I'm soft-hearted, so come over and kneel to give I lick my toes, and I will give it to your son. No, it seems that I have suffered a loss, toe licking, and then let your son use you to exchange what I just found. "

He stretched out his foot, and with a pop, his big toe broke through his shoes and protruded, still shaking there.

"It should be okay. I washed my feet last month."

The girl's face was pale and bloodless, and the anger in her eyes could spread at any time. She subconsciously looked at Murong Jileng. Murong Jileng waved. Someone put down a chair behind him. He sat down and raised his legs and said lightly: "Then kill him, don't let me wait for too long. Although your practice is not the best of my Murong family, it is enough to deal with some rivers and lakes.

Anzheng moved a stone to sit down and lifted her legs. The big toe exposed outside the shoes was still shaking provocatively. The girl looked up and said: "Study my son? My son is like Haoyue, you can't even count a firefly, at most it's a **** shell."

Anzheng sticks her tongue out and licks towards the girl extremely frivolously.

The girl was stunned for a moment, and did not respond to what it meant to argue, only to argue for disgusting herself. She strode forward to take a shot, only a few steps before she came to realize that the other party was saying she was shit.

"you wanna die!"

The girl snorted, her body flashed, and the next second had reached Anzheng. She raised her hand and slapped her face towards Anzheng's face. Anzheng bowed his head just right, leaned over inadvertently, stretched his hand on his toes, and scratched the girl's hand.

The intensity is very strong, the speed is very fast, so I ca n’t control my body. Anzheng stretched out his arms to hug the girl ’s waistline and stood up and ran: "Oh, it ’s not so good to give a hug, so many people , It ’s better to find a place where no one is there and keep it warm. "

The girl struggled constantly, but she couldn't get out. Murong Ji cold face was blue, his body flashed towards An Zheng.

The black shadow shook, An Zheng hugged the girl and sat on the chair where Murong Jileng was sitting, and patted the **** the girl's thigh: "How about, will I fly you fast?"