Global high martial arts dead air panel

The conversation between Guo Shengye and Xiaobai was not secret. At least the two guests who were called "sooner or later by death" by the monster heard it.

Zhang Wu and Qin Fengqing looked at each other. If Zhang Wu had stayed on Earth, he might even be senior enough to be Qin Fengqing's uncle.

Zhang Wu had a loving smile on his face, maybe because there were no children in the cave for him to practice being a kind uncle, so he looked a little strange.

Qin Fengqing turned her face to one side, unwilling to look at Hua Qidao, who suddenly changed her face.

King Wu may seem like a good man, but in fact he is full of evil, and his own son must be the same.

Qin Fengqing thinks that she is an honest person and cannot defeat such a scheming old man.

"Why do you practice such a strange technique?"

The master of the hall did not come back for a long time. After the two sat quietly for a while, Zhang Wu took the lead and asked.

He originally wanted to say "evil", but after thinking about it, he changed it to another slightly milder adjective.

Although it's not much better.

Qin Fengqing's feelings were slightly better. After all, he was often hit when he was in Mowu.

It was only now that Hua Qidao was missing that Li Zhu began to regret. He should have killed him earlier and it was better to fall into his hands than to fall into the hands of others.

Qin Fengqing raised her eyebrows and said noncommittally, "Wow, it actually has friends."

The disappearance of Hua Qidao caused an uproar in the underground cave, and in the land of resurrection, it seems that it is not so calm.

He was just too scared.

The answer is actually very simple, because he felt that he wanted to do it, so he went for it without thinking too much at all.

Most of the time, it is spent eating and drinking.

It's just that the time he spent washing his face was longer than before.

"Become stronger..." Zhang Wu repeated, smiling: "It's a very common reason. In this world...who doesn't want to become stronger?"

Li Zhu is the most familiar with people like Zhang Tao who are extremely public-minded. Although he has his own selfish motives, they are not many.

Zhang Wu was quite surprised by this, because according to his father, Ye Wang was a reckless man with low emotional intelligence.

So they are now at the bottom of the Emperor's Palace, right?

"I testify that what Brother Wu said is true. The reason why we stayed has nothing to do with the black mist that appeared behind Principal Guo." Qin Fengqing said.

Qin Fengqing looked embarrassed, but actually she was afraid that a straightforward refusal would make the principal angry. Qin Fengqing didn't really want to experience the principal's powerful force for no reason.

Qin Fengqing asked lazily.

He stared at himself in the mirror for a long time, combing his forehead hair that was wet with water. His excellent eyesight allowed him to see the white hair mixed in his waves.

After the Hundred Kings Council, the Catacombs paid special attention to the powerful men below the True King, especially Hua Qidao, a ninth-level warrior second only to Qi Huanyu.

Cangmao followed Guo Shengye's legs and walked towards Hua Qidao and Qin Fengqing.

He added: "But not everyone has the courage to practice this technique."

At this critical moment, Zhang Tao would never bring Hua Qidao back to the place of resurrection to disturb people's hearts.

After all, Zhang Wu is dead, and Hua Qidao is the enemy of the Resurrection Land. Not only Zhang Tao's colleagues died at his hands, but also his colleagues' relatives and friends.

Cangmao lay quietly on the ground, suddenly thinking of the humans he knew before.

Zhang Wu also wanted to refuse. The reason was simple. He believed that his task had not been completed yet.

Guo Shengye replied calmly, obviously, Xiaobai's friend is Xiao Tang.

Zhang Wu, who was blown away by the ingredients, was really grateful to Xiao Tang for his careful care.

That was a memory from a long, long time ago. Are they the same? Do they also have this kind of thing that they have to do for no reason?

Even if the cost is death, they have to do it, right?

It doesn't look like...

Cangmao lay on the ground obediently and asked, "Then why are you doing this?"

Mist rose up in front of Cang Mao's eyes, and he slowly buried his head in Guo Shengye's lap. His big tears soon wet Guo Shengye's pants.

"It's them." Qin Fengqing nodded and admitted, and added in her heart: "If they are willing to admit that they are Qing Emperor's friends, they are friends."

The cat blinked its golden gem-like eyes curiously and asked its doubts.

Everyone in the caves knows that after being injured many years ago, Li Zhu, who was once so prosperous, became a waste hiding in a shell to heal his injuries.

After all, Qin Fengqing is not sure about the relationship between them. It would be bad if she is just being sentimental.

Xiao Hei can absorb the dead energy accumulated in Qin Fengqing's body, so Qin Fengqing feels more confident and bold in using the evil skills modified by Mo Wenjian.

Cang Mao tilted her head against the floor, raised her eyes to look at Guo Shengye, and asked, "Even if you are unhappy?"

"Ah, because there are no warriors below the top level in the Emperor's Palace, I can only trouble you two to be each other's opponents."

Zhang Wu looked at Cang Mao and asked: "Is this Cang Mao who ranks second on the emperor list?"

Qin Fengqing was silent for a while, shrugged and said: "My qualifications are too poor, there is nothing I can do."

"It went to chat with friends."

He added: "And my... friends are all very strong, so I can't let them fall too far behind."

Qin Fengqing scratched her head in embarrassment and refused: "Principal, I still have to practice. This deserted mountain...is not suitable for me to practice."

Unlike Nan Yunyue and Li Zhen, who love beauty and beauty, who try to make themselves look younger, Zhang Tao calmly accepts the natural changes in his body.

As for why Guo Shengye wanted Qin Fengqing and Zhang Wu to fight, the reason is also very strong.

"Why do you need to go into the cave undercover, and why do you need to practice problematic techniques?"

Guo Shengye pinched Cang Mao's face. This cat was really a fat cat, and he could actually pick up a lot of cheek meat with just one pinch.

"Yes, even if I'm not happy."

Guo Shengye calmly stated the facts.

Qin Fengqing was not idle either. After shamelessly asking Guo Shengye for a little black, he continued his killing spree near the top of the East.

Cang Mao once knew many people, those were his friends, just like the friends Qin Fengqing mentioned, but then they all disappeared.

He said softly: "There is no moon in the night sky in the cave because the sky is too crowded and there is no place for it; Xiao Tang uses energy essence to cook because the food made in this way will make us feel more delicious... But in this world

Many things do not require a reason. And there are some things that no one does or cannot do, but someone must do it."

But Zhang Wu himself was really stimulated. He had never been hit by anyone other than his father in his life. This was really a special experience.

Zhang Wu smiled and listened to Qin Fengqing's words, as if he had returned to his youth, when he was still on Earth, and like most ordinary warriors, he had his own companions, trained together, and took risks together.

It didn't ask because it actually knew the answer.

Cangmao is a cat that treats itself very well. It never forces itself and does whatever it wants. Therefore, it really cannot understand the thoughts of some people, such as Qin Fengqing and Hua Qidao in front of it.

Therefore, since he lived in the Emperor's Palace, he has been following Xiao Tang who went to the Forbidden Sea to look for ingredients.

But in the end, the two of them stayed.

Of course I interact with people a lot, but most of the time I just act like a house cat, occasionally calling friends to support myself and get into group fights.

I thought that the second-ranked cat on the emperor list would be very powerful and domineering, but in Zhang Wu's imagination, it would not be like the cat in front of him.

After all, Hua Qidao's true identity is the biological son of King Wu Zhang Tao. Now that the cave is uneven and a war is imminent, how can King Wu bring Hua Qidao, whose identity has not been exposed, to the place of resurrection?

Of course, the cat in front of me is also very good, but it looks too much like a cat.

After Qin Fengqing disappeared, she did not attract anyone's attention.

Sometimes Li Zhu also wonders why he is like this. Countless unknowing people are rushing to die for him, but he can only wear a mask and be a dark and useless waste in the corner of the stage.

, even his son, who was raised to death by his own hands.

Finally, Qin Fengqing lay back, with his back pressed against the cold floor, and said: "Actually, there is no reason. You, a second-generation martial artist, are willing to change your identity and go to the cave to work as an undercover agent. What's wrong with me, a poor student, practicing an evil technique?

"

He didn't kill Hua Qidao, for public purposes, he did it for his plans, but for private purposes, he seemed to see himself.

Qin Fengqing, like Hua Qidao, both had an extremely strong smell of blood when they were picked up by Xiaobai.

This would not only give him more labor force, but also allow Zhang Wu to fulfill his wish.

Guo Shengye sat down cross-legged and introduced them to them.

"Your friends?" Zhang Wu thought for a while and asked, "Are they Fang Ping, Wang Jinyang and the others?"

However, Li Zhu, the mysterious king of Tianzhi Royal Court, sneered at such remarks.

It's just that Zhang Wu is different. After his disappearance, he caused an uproar in the cave.

At least one of the leaders of mankind, holding that piece of information, walked into the bathroom of the office building with an unclear expression and washed his face.

As for Zhang Wu, the same is true. He is really not like Zhang Tao. If it were Zhang Tao, he might have started a long speech and poured his own positive opinions into Cangmao's head.

Some people even suspect that the disappearance of Qi Huanyu and Hua Qidao is a conspiracy in the land of resurrection.

Qin Fengqing's attitude towards Zhang Wu had improved a lot, probably because she had shared the same feelings of adversity, so even when Zhang Wu still looked at him with that sickening fatherly look, Qin Fengqing still endured it.

"Actually...I'm getting old too."

It was all because of the many good people in Tianzi Palace and the warmth of family that Qin Fengqing put away her prickly ways. There was no other reason.

"ah……"

As he spoke, his eyes moved to the pillar in front. Next to the pillar stood Qin Fengqing's former principal and a red cat. Apparently, they also heard the conversation between Qin Fengqing and Zhang Wu.

Qin Fengqing was stunned by the question, because he really didn't like to say something similar to the justice of his family and country.

"You'll get hurt, you'll die, you'll do things you don't want to do. That doesn't make people happy, does it?"

It is used to separation, and is used to burying these people in its heart. Sometimes when it thinks of them, it is like a small bag bulging in its heart. It does not hurt, but it is very heavy.

Just this fact caused Qin Fengqing and Zhang Wu's hearts to receive a critical hit of 10,000 points.

Qin Fengqing glanced at him, looking indifferent: "Because I want to become stronger."

Of course, this change includes gray hair.

Fortunately, while the black mist corroded their bodies, it also acted as an air freshener, swallowing up all the blood.

The short time they spent together was enough for the well-informed Zhang Wu to realize what type of exercises Qin Fengqing was practicing.

It has nothing to do with Zhang Wu's force.

He has been in the cave for a long time. Almost after he came out of the emperor's tomb, he came to the cave to practice the technique left by Mo Wenjian.

But the person here now is Zhang Wu, asking him why he agreed to go undercover in the cave in the first place.

Guo Shengye touched Cang Mao's head, looked at Qin Fengqing and Zhang Wu, and said calmly: "Since you two were brought here, please stay here."

This bandit's speech really shocked the two people in front of him at first.

He is the same type of person as his biological father.

In this world where most people are pursuing becoming stronger, Cangmao, as a cat that doesn't like to practice, is really not gregarious, although its popularity is better than most people.

After a long time, he raised his head, looked at the mirror in the bathroom, and pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty, but he still couldn't smile, even if it was a fake smile.

"Yes, this is Cangmao."

Cangmao nodded as if understanding. It was really like a child. Although it was old, it didn't have much time to really grow up.

In the past, Xiao Tang had always slaughtered the ingredients underwater, but with the addition of Zhang Wu, Xiao Tang kindly brought the ingredients alive and handed them over to Zhang Wu for processing.

But when Ye Wang persuaded the two of them, it was not as his father said. On the contrary, Ye Wang was thoughtful and the reasons he used were so convincing that people couldn't help but nod and agree to his request.

Qin Fengqing, who appeared to be fighting Zhang Wu but was actually beaten violently by Zhang Wu, still thought the same way.

But my heart didn't hurt, but my eyes hurt. She was as rebellious as Cang Mao himself.

Zhang Tao always says that he is still young, because ninety years old is nothing to a strong person, but in the world of ordinary people, ninety years old is already considered a long-lived old man.

"Principal, where is that monster you raised?"

Zhang Wu thought with some pity that he thought it was a cat that evolved into a blazing roaring tiger, but it turned out to be just a cat. There was nothing special about it except that it was bigger and its hair was weird.

After all, his technique requires killing.

The time is too short, the dangers are too many, and the road to go is too long.

If he leaves early, what will the remaining people do?

Zhang Tao put his wet hands on the mirror, leaving a handprint on the side of his face, like a slap mark on his face.

"Zhang Tao, you really deserve to die."

He said silently.