He Has a Dragon

When everyone entered the majestic Central Army Camp, they naturally became a little cautious towards the heaven-level old monsters who summoned them inside.

After all, the gap between Xuanjie and Tianjie is like an abyss and ravine, and they are completely different.

After Wang Le entered the Chinese Army Camp, his first impression was that it was simple, simple and quiet.

Of course, it goes without saying that the space is huge, about four hundred square meters.

The huge space of the Chinese Army's camp was devoid of any messy furnishings. Except for a lot of futons placed on the ground and a map of mountains and rivers hanging behind it, there was nothing else.

Therefore, it seemed particularly empty with a clear view, which surprised all members of the trial team, including Wang Le.

But these are all trivial things, not worth mentioning.

Luo Xiong led the thirteen members of the trial team to the center of the tent, and then without saying a word, he wisely stepped aside.

Because there will be nothing to do with him in the next time.

Wang Le, who was standing at the back, could only see the situation in front through the gap because of the crowd in front.

I saw an old man sitting cross-legged on each of the five futons placed side by side in the Chinese army camp. Most of their faces were expressionless, with no expression of joy or anger.

Two of them were old faces to Wang Le, and they were the Heavenly Sword Yaozhong and the Fengxue Ecstasy Spear Bao Chong, two heaven-level powerhouses.

As for the heavenly protector Li Yuanze, he didn't show up. After thinking about it for a moment, Wang Le knew that it was because the other party was seriously injured. If nothing unexpected happened, he was currently in seclusion for healing.

Obviously, the other three strange old men are undoubtedly heaven-level powerhouses, and they are also the talkers who command the alliance army this time.

"I wonder if the heaven-level old monster who slapped Gao Zhiheng before is among these three people." Wang Le thought silently in his heart.

White-robed Jade Sword Ye Jintian, as one of the top leaders of the alliance army, did not appear in the Chinese army camp, and this also made Wang Le speculate that there should be other heaven-level old monsters who did not come to summon him. Trial team member.

Just when Wang Le was sizing up these heaven-level old monsters intentionally or unintentionally, he was also following the other members of the trial team who bowed their eyebrows and bowed respectfully. There was nothing out of the ordinary, and everything was as usual.

No matter how unruly some members of the trial team are,

His eyes were higher than his head, and he did not dare to be presumptuous in front of five heaven-level old monsters.

Unless the old man hangs himself because he thinks he has a long life, and wants to die.

At this moment, these young proud men all behaved like harmless little sheep.

As for what they are thinking, that is another matter.

For example, Wang Le, who was very low-key at the back of the crowd, returned to his calm state of mind after entering the tent, and his previous curiosity and expectations disappeared.

After all the members of the trial team had finished saluting in good order, they saw the old man in the middle of the five people with a childlike face and fair hair, a ruddy complexion, and wearing a thin green shirt. He showed a faint smile, looked at everyone kindly, and gave instructions. Said: "You don't have to be formal, just sit down and talk."

I saw a group of trial team members bowing and saluting first, and then sitting cross-legged on the futons that had been placed in an orderly manner, no more, no less, exactly thirteen.

As for Luo Xiong, who had retreated to one side, he had already retreated quietly.

Then he saw this rosy-faced old man, and introduced himself with a smile: "I am Wu Nantian, the owner of the red mud house. I have a little reputation in the martial arts world. I think everyone knows him, so I won't say more. ”

At this moment, except for Wang Le, who had just arrived and did not understand the situation, all the other members of the trial team, without exception, had a drastic change in their expressions. They looked at the self-proclaimed owner of the red mud house with awe from the bottom of their hearts.

But no one dared to make the slightest sound at this time. After all, under the gaze of six heaven-level old monsters, no one of these young proud men dared to make any move.

Wu Nantian, who claimed to be the owner of the red mud house, had a panoramic view of the expressions of the members of the trial team opposite him, with a look of satisfaction on his face, and said: "It seems that you haven't forgotten my old bones that have been retired for many years. ."

In this situation, although Wang Le didn't know anything about this heaven-level old monster named Wu Nantian, he couldn't help but think of a domineering saying: Although I am no longer in the world, there is still a legend about me in the world.

Just when Wang Le was a little distracted, Wu Nantian introduced the four heaven-level old monsters sitting on his left and right sides to the trial team members present.

Needless to say, the two heaven-level experts who escorted the trial team to the border were the Heavenly Sword Yaozhong and the Fengxue Ecstasy Spear Bao Chong on Wu Nantian's left. Needless to say, they were mainly the two unfamiliar Heaven-level old monsters on the right.

One of them, an old man named Zhu Lou, always had an expressionless face and showed no emotion or anger. He looked like a dying tree as if he had fallen asleep. His eye slits were hidden in the wrinkles on his face. He was wearing a large scarlet robe. , because of his thin body and sitting cross-legged on the bed, his clothes appear to be very ill-fitting and a bit nondescript, giving people a visual impact like a monkey wearing a crown.

Although the members of the trial team all felt weird, no one dared to laugh because of it, especially the heaven-level old monster named Zhu Lou who was not an unknown person!

Sitting next to Zhu Lou is another heaven-level expert with a Chinese character face named Guo Shaoqiu. Although he is well maintained, his skin is fair and wrinkle-free, and his smile makes him look younger, but in his eyes that cannot hide the vicissitudes of his age, Wang Le It can still be seen that the other person is much, much older than the fifties he appears on the surface.

As for the backgrounds of these heaven-level old monsters, without Wu Nantian's introduction, Wang Le could guess that they all came from the sects of the Alliance Presbyterian Church.

This made Wang Le think about the members of the trial team who died on the road, wondering if there were any sect geniuses like these heaven-level old monsters.

"If the talented disciples of their sect die during this journey of training, they will definitely feel a lot of pain!"

While Wu Nantian was making a brief introduction, Wang Le couldn't help but think silently in his heart.

In a short period of time, Wu Nantian introduced Zhu Lou and Guo Shaoqiu, two heaven-level experts, to all members of the trial team.

During this period, Zhu Lou and Guo Shaoqiu were silent and did not respond. The members of the trial team did not feel anything strange or inappropriate.

After all, these two are both heaven-level experts who have been famous for many years. It is only normal to look down on young geniuses like them.

At the same time, Wang Le also knew one thing from Wu Nantian's verbal introduction. The owner of the red mud house was the person in charge of planning the logistics of this alliance army.