Martial King’s Retired Life

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After two full days, Tiewei woke up from deep sleep.

Tiewei is by no means a weak person, and he is able to fight with Hong Jiuyi. He claims to be the first defender among the four guards in the Witch Palace. The martial arts in the southern Xinjiang are physically important, and they are outstanding in both their ability to resist and to recover.

Obviously, 'flying man' is a strange trick never seen before. Although it was thrilling to fly dozens of laps in the air, a man with the title of "Iron P \" would not be scared to faint for two days.

What really burdened his body was the manipulation of \ '影 王 线'. It is true that the Shadow King line forcibly penetrated into the limbs and bones of the crippled man with true energy, and the eight classic veins can make people perform martial arts and exert their power beyond the limit that their own body can hold. After the sundial was once manipulated by a non-true person, he used a mask to show people, but just talking and walking, it was already very heavy. Manipulating the dregs in Canhu Town was released with a huge amount of qi at the moment of the move. The dregs were just a channel for qi, but they did not suffer much.

In the case of Tiewei, on the basis of verticality, he was also played in the sky-circle. When he landed, it was naturally unknown. It's because Mingfei really learned it from him, otherwise, the effect is just the same if he stuns him and then puts it into the sky.

The early morning sun was dazzling. Tie Wei narrowed his eyes and tried to confirm where he was.

"Master Iron Guard is awake.

A slightly excited young voice came, making Tiewei somewhat unaccustomed. Staying-I remembered that I was traveling with Her Majesty the Witch and came to an unknown village. At first glance, I was carrying a familiar tone of Xia Cang language, and I almost mistakenly thought that I had returned to the village where I lived as a child. I lived a long and hard life on the Wanyu Mountain. Think of the unsmiling, fearless life as ordinary.

It wasn't until they were lifted up and fed a sip of medicinal soup that they were not the villagers, but one of the 200 disciples who followed them.

What surprised Tiewei was not the fact that they also took soup medicine, but that there was a slight concern in that tone. This is something that never happened directly. Strong emotional fluctuations are forbidden on Wanyu Mountain. If found to be under a hundred rods. I did not expect in just a few days, whether it was fierce running, shouting, helping to take care of others, after having these experiences. These children gradually showed their natural side.

Tiewei didn't know what to do, and the matter itself exceeded the power given by his identity. This is the game between the great spirit witch and His Majesty the Witch, who has not yet been identified. Everywhere is an existence he cannot provoke. He just now faintly felt that the soup bowl in his hand was warmer than usual.

... Where are we now? "Tiewei drank the oral medicine soup, quietly.

"It was the village before you passed out. You have been sleeping for two days.

His Majesty was determined to save the village. Tiewei thought silently.

Tiewei was not unaware of what the Great Witch did, including maintaining close ties with horse bandits, looting supplies, and controlling the Quartet in the same way as the Witch King shares, which was also an extremely important part of his actions .

It can be said that the barrenness of many villages on Xiacang An'ao was caused by the great spirit witch at hand. Starting from this small village's point, it may form a confrontation with the great spirit witch. If this continues, it will take years to complete, and months to break, and the outbreak of conflict will be closer to each other. If this young witch emperor wanted to fight against the great spirit witch, he wouldn't have to be alone with him, but would have to fight with him for nearly a century of experience and accumulation. That is not just martial arts, but also various factors that can be easily destroyed-a martial arts high-powered person.

If Her Majesty the Witch died ... What about these children now? Tiewei couldn't help thinking about it.

Suddenly, Tiewei noticed that he was dangling in front of his eyes. Since then, he has n’t lived in front of the door and walked, holding a bag of things.

"What are you doing?"

"Porridge is being consecrated." The junior who took care of him laughed: "Your Majesty ordered us to congee the villagers, one or three times, without interruption. From two days ago to now, the busy hands have not stopped." Although it sounded like a complaint, the smile on his face was full of expectation and joy. It seemed that from his own behavior, he felt unprecedented satisfaction.

Shi porridge?

Shi porridge is indeed a good way. To feed so many people, nothing is easier than porridge. However, the rations they carried were originally distributed. Even if they bought them temporarily, the silver on their bodies was not enough. Among the people accompanying him was only the white priest with one dollar, but to feed so many mouths, even emptying his money bag was a waste of money.

Thinking, but suddenly found something wrong.

"You have been busy two days ago?" In the impression, there are not many people in this village. They already have two hundred people, and they have enough porridge. "This village has only a few hundred people. How can you not be too busy?"

Speaking of sitting up and stepping out, he was startled by the bustling sight.

The crowd standing in front of the door was so black that he couldn't see his head. I saw that the front, back, left, and right of the house were full.

Someone shouting in the place where the steam was burning and the boiler was burning: "Don't go here

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