Red Heart Survey

Jiang Wang releases all the memories about Rao Bingzhang with immortal thoughts, of course he understands that this will definitely arouse Jiang Mengxiong's fury.

If you are angry and revive the teacher, the wise will not take it.

But what qualifications does he have to keep Jiang Mengxiong from knowing about Rao Bingzhang's 13-year struggle in the demon world?

What reason does he have to let Rao Bingzhang's pain remain silent in the world?

Thirteen years ago, when Jiang Mengxiong came to the demon world, he only brought back a Shaohua Spear.

Today, thirteen years later, he found out that Rao Bingzhang had been tortured in the demon world for thirteen years. Suffer until death, and "think twice" until death.

Perhaps it was a god-adjacent cultivator who had been alone for nearly half a year, but was able to escape from the hinterland of the monster clan. This news is so touching.

Or maybe it was the opening of the world of Shenxiao, which had indeed opened the shackles of the monster race and touched the nerves of the human race.

At such a moment, the two races of shemale and demon continue to increase. The Heavenly Demon Lord keeps coming, and I will appear on the stage after you sing.

For example, Gu Nanshan Cicada Fayuan and Heilian Temple Ji Xingkong who have already retreated in the battle of the stars.

For example, Wu Daoyou, the celestial master of Jingguobei who entered the arena urgently, Lu Yandu, the superintendent of Jingguo's arrogance, and Yuwenguo, the real monarch of Muguo who was stationed in Suiming City...

But no matter what kind of superpower he is, he can't cover up Jiang Mengxiong at this moment.

He clenched his fists tightly in front of the monster clan Nantian City.

The pair of famous knuckles were well worn on his hands.

With the grasp of the overthrowing army, the world is dark.

The entire Wunan battlefield was shrouded in his shadow. He is the unrivaled god of war, the black soldiers are rolling thousands of miles, like a dragon like a tiger, like a forest of weapons shaking, like a drumming army of millions.

The killer holds it, and the gods and ghosts cry.

Countless souls of the strong are howling under his fingers!

This kind of fist has killed the king of a country, the general of the Zhu country, the sky demon, the emperor, and the sky demon!

Jiang Mengxiong did not kill the unknown person with his fists.

Fight from south to north, from east to west, from this world to the heavens.

His fist is unique to heaven and earth, and his fist is endless hell.

There was no expression on his face, not even anger.

There is no more Rao Bingzhang in the world.

There is no me in the world.

Nothing exists, only fists.

Only fists!

Today, Zhenjun came no more than Tianyao.

But Jiang Mengxiong was the first to strike, alone, punching the seven heavenly demons at the same time!

Except for the golden armored and red ape fairy court, who can be it?

Large areas of space collapsed, the order of time and space was shattered, all Taos were not allowed to exist, and the Yuan power of tens of thousands of miles was wiped out! Jiang Mengxiong didn't speak anymore, but his fists slammed the sky and the ground, and kept ringing a name.

"Tiger Tai Sui! Tiger Tai Sui!"

If you don't see blood today, you will restless in this life!

You have to think twice.

As a teacher, why don't I miss you...thirteen years!

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Yaozu Fang, Shi Anxuan, Qi Guanying, Yuanxianting, Lu Ximing, Xuannan Gong, Cicada Fayuan, Deer Xingkong.

Human Race Fang, Jiang Mengxiong, Qin Changsheng, Zuo Xiao, Wu Daoyou, Lu Yandu, Yu Wenguo.

A total of thirteen peak powerhouses from the two races fought on the Wunan battlefield.

This may be a rehearsal of the battle of the gods.

By this time, the news of the opening of the Divine Firmament World had already been known to the higher-ups of the human race.

The human race had to accept the fact that a new line of defense needed to be built. This is bound to affect the pattern of the entire world, and affect the situation of the human race towards the worlds.

Today's match may be used as a test for the Yaozu.

Such a terrifying battle is no longer something that an idle army can intervene in.

Wenren Shen hurriedly withdrew his troops.

Even Kujue, a powerful real person who had just shown his might, had no choice but to run away with his precious apprentice.

Jiang Wangshang rested his feet behind Grandpa Zuo, his whole body was no longer tense, and he was as loose as a young man who was traveling in a car on Huajie, watching the ultimate battle.

Although he was the survivor of the catastrophe and was covered in blood, he still tied up his long hair with a ribbon in an orderly manner. Slowly controlling Ruyi Xianyi, cleaning herself.

In the past five months, he has fought and failed repeatedly, tried again and again, despaired again and again, and moved forward again and again.

Don't say it hurts when it hurts, don't say stop or let go when you are in despair.

He was on the verge of death countless times in the world of Shenxiao, and he was as strong as a symbol named "Strength", not a specific person. It seems that I don't know pain, suffering, or giving up, as if I can bear everything!

But how can a person bear everything?

He was just a young man of twenty-two.

It was just because he was in the hinterland of the Yaozu at that time, knowing that he had no one to rely on!

Until now...

True kings of the human race came one after another.

Senior Guan Yan, who is like a teacher and a friend, escorted them all the way.

Treating himself like a nephew's bitter feeling angered Que Mengchen.

The Great Qi Army's magical fist, which is like a needle in the sea, asked the demon.

Duke Huai, who treated him like his own grandson, stopped in front of him.

He could finally relax, and even think about modifying his appearance a little.

Although... exhaustion came like a tide. The brain is dizzy round and round, every muscle in the body is begging to relax, every Dao Yuan is silent, and every bit of blood is too lazy to boil again.

Suddenly the back of the neck tightened.

The body was subconsciously alert, the right hand instinctively held the sword, and then relaxed in front of the familiar breath.

Just like that, Ku Jue squeezed the back of his neck and evacuated all the way to Wu'an City.

The battle between the tops erupted behind them.

Boundless clouds and clouds sway the heaven and earth, and the light and flames soar into the sky.

Jiang Wang intentionally asked the yellow-faced old monk to adjust his posture, and the majestic Marquis Wu An of Qi was held by his neck and flew away, which was really not very decent. But the speed of the bitter old monk was extraordinary. Before he could speak, he had already entered the city and was thrown on a huge and soft bed.

Incense was lit on the stove, and there was a map above the head.

The fragrance is faint, and the patterns are flooded.

Without a thought, a bowl of medicine was poured into the mouth.

"Don't think about anything, get a good night's sleep first." It was rare for the old monk Kujue to speak so softly, his voice contained the power of concentrating and nourishing the mind.

This process was so comfortable that Jiang Wang's consciousness became hazy.

But before he fell asleep, he suddenly woke up and raised his left hand reluctantly, so that Kujue could see the copper bell on his wrist: "Senior..."

Suddenly, Ku Jue's eyes lit up, and he grabbed the bronze clock in his hand, looked left and right, grinned his mouth to the back of his ears: "You child... just come back, and you still want to bring a gift for Master! This, this, how can a teacher praise you!"

"This thing..."

"I like it, I like it very much as a teacher!"

Jiang Wang reluctantly said: "This object of Mount Sumeru, several generations of Zen masters risked their lives to return it, and I also rely on it to survive... Please send it back to Mount Sumeru, return it to its original owner, and comfort the soul of the Zen master in heaven."

"What is something from Mount Sumeru! What does it have to do with Mount Sumeru!" Kujue jumped up anxiously: "This thing is in your hands, it belongs to your master! You stupid—"

His high voice fell instantly.

Because Jiang Wang, who was lying on the bed, had closed his eyes and fell into an extremely deep sleep.

Living in the hinterland of the monster clan for nearly half a year, I dare not close my eyes for a moment!

The yellow-faced old monk beside the bed sighed: "Good boy!"

Before Jiang Wang fell asleep, he handed over the knowing clock to Ku Jue, of course it was to let the most trusted person keep the most precious things.

But maybe he remembered that Kujue had repeatedly told him that he wanted to take him, a peerless apprentice, and go to Mount Sumeru to show off his might.

He took this bell bitterly and sent it back to Mount Sumeru, which bald donkey would dare not show respect to him?

Before that, he just walked sideways in the Xuankong Temple, so why not roll around in Mount Sumeru?

Jiang Wang has always said that there is nothing to repay, nothing to repay, but he wants to repay him with the most precious Buddha relationship in the world!

good boy, good boy...

If it wasn't for the heavy weight on the shoulders and the deep blood color, it should be the son of Liuli Buddha with a pure heart!

"Great kindness is like hatred, I, the future head of the Xuankong Temple, how can I let the bald donkey of Mount Sumeru owe me so much?" Ku Jue shook his head, and tied the small copper bell back to Jiang Wang's wrist, looking at himself He said self-consciously, "It's enough to owe my apprentice."

He stroked Jiang Wang's hair, and said softly: "Master will make a list for you later, telling you what good things are available in Mount Sumeru. You can choose according to the list, so you won't suffer."

He laughed happily again: "Yongde, Yongde, see me bow your head in the future! The apprentice is well received, so don't worry about your seniority!"

Sitting silently by the bed for a while, watching Jiang Wang silently for a while.

He thought for a while, then took down the Zhiwen clock, put it away for his apprentice first, then stood up and said, "Come in."

A nun in Tsing Yi opened the door and entered at this moment.

The wide monk's robe can't hide the wonderful figure, and the eyebrows and eyes are flowing, and there are endless glances.

She walked into the room with worried eyes, and politely saluted Ku Jue first: "Master."

Kujue's old face stretched out unconsciously, and he smiled, but immediately put the smile away, becoming solemn and serious. With an elder attitude, he said solemnly: "You can sit with me, but you are not allowed to move your hands or feet."

Yu Zhen lowered her eyes obediently and said, "Master, I'm not that kind of person."

Ku Jue flung his monk robes and walked out of the house in a smart way, leaving them with a stalwart back.

How long has he been looking for apprentices in the demon world, and this little nun from Xiyue Nunnery has been reciting scriptures in Wu'an City for a long time.

Since ancient times, apprentices have followed their masters, and the mortal relationship is difficult to break, and there is a great charm.

But no matter what the fate is, whether there is a future or not, it is appropriate to give them a moment to get along.

For nothing else.

Just for the New Year in 3922 in the Dao calendar, they are all here, waiting for the same person.

The beloved returns.

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Tianbei Xueling, the new wind is strong.

In the cave, Zishu blinked his big eyes: "Elder Sister, what's wrong with Senior Brother Xu? It's been shining!"

The senior student of Qingya Academy, who was sent back by the Winter Emperor earlier, was lying on his back on the ground, wrapped in a blanket, with colorful lights flowing all over his body, indescribably glamorous.

Zhao Wuyan was meditating next to him, glanced at him, and said, "Ten years of study, pressing gold thread, and weaving it into a beautiful jacket. This is the feedback of his wish, and he has a great fortune."

Zishu gasped and said, "What kind of wish is this?"

Zhao Wuyan withdrew his gaze and continued his practice: "Who knows?"

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Jiang Wang couldn't remember how long he slept. I only know that it was a very deep, deep sleep, a very relaxing dream. After waking up, there is no discomfort in the whole body.

When he opened his eyes dimly, there was a large dense face in front of him. All kinds of eyes, noses, and mouths are crowded together.

"woke up!"

"He's awake!"

"This kid!"

He shrank back in shock, and touched the sword with his hands.

Only then did he suddenly realize who these familiar facial features belonged to.

But the black man had already crushed him.

Intense popularity filled his breath.

Some held his hands tightly, some pulled his face, some beat his chest, and some slapped his thigh hard.

Chong Xuansheng, Li Fengyao, Li Longchuan, Jiang Wuyou, Yan Fu, Zhao Rucheng, Zuo Guangshu...

The room was packed to the brim.

At this time, Jiang Wang really felt what it meant to be "alive".

So alive, so powerful, so alive!

"Who pinches my ass!"

Jiang Wang yelled, and everyone in front of the bed scattered like birds and beasts.

Standing or sitting for a moment, all dignified.

Of course no one would admit to pinching Marquis Wu'an's ass.

Jue Jiang had not yet regained his consciousness, so he had to endure it, and reluctantly asked, "How is it outside?"

Amidst everyone's answers, he realized that he had slept enough for a day and a night.

The news of his return from the hinterland of the Yaozu has not yet spread.

Those who rushed to the demon world now all learned the news at the moment Yuheng Xingzhao. Either there is a real monarch in the family, or there is a channel to get news about the real monarch.

The Wunan battlefield has officially become a thing of the past.

The life-and-death struggle of thirteen extremely strong men directly turned the Wunan battlefield into chaos.

For at least a hundred years, Nantian City and Wu'an City can only face each other through chaos, and there is no possibility of contact.

Xuannan Gong of the Yaozu was killed, and Shi Anxuan was seriously injured.

On the human side, Lu Yandu and Yuwen Guo also suffered losses. Among them, Jiang Mengxiong resisted the attack of several sky monsters and forcibly killed Xuannan Gong, causing the most serious injuries.

"Everyone! Everyone! Listen to me!"

The wealthy Bowanghou called out loudly in front of the bed: "Everyone has seen and touched, and Jiang Qingyang is indeed intact. But he finally came back, should we let him rest for a while, and don't continue to disturb him?" ?”

This is an old saying, and everyone walked out reluctantly.

Zhao Rucheng walked outside the door, suddenly alert: "This statement is reasonable, but why don't you leave?"

Chong Xuansheng put on his big sleeves, and said as a matter of course: "Tonight we will sleep on our feet, so I can take care of him nearby."

Zhao Rucheng pushed back furiously: "This is my third brother, why should I sleep with you!"

Zuo Guangshu also yelled anxiously: "He is my righteous brother, we have to fight together!"

It was Bai Yuxia who came out to smooth things over: "My Lord Marquis only has one pair of feet, how can he stand up to so many people? You might as well go back first, and come to the door one by one after my Lord Hou has rested!"

Snapped!

Marquis Wu'an of the Great Qi smashed the bedside teacup: "Bai Yuxia, what the hell are you talking about! What kind of door are you going to! What do you think of this Marquis!"

Everyone laughed and dispersed, and the noisy room soon became quiet.

Bai Yuxia sent everyone away, walked in, silently swept away the broken lamp, and said: "Miss Ye from Lingxiao Pavilion will come to Wu'an City every seven days. The day before you came back, she just left, so she didn't catch up. .”

Marquis Wu An didn't speak, so he continued to talk: "I see that Miss Ye is really caring for you, and she even takes care of her brothers. Our guards sent us an inner armor and a puppet. , three life-saving talismans..."

Seeing that Jiang Wang seemed to be asleep, he couldn't help raising his voice: "Master Hou?"

Jiang Wang closed his eyes slightly, and said softly, "Got it."

Bai Yuxia also opened the door and went out.

The room was so quiet that the flickering of candles could be heard.

Jiang Wang suddenly thought of something at this time, groping in the storage box for a while, and took out a light blue roll paper tied with a cloud thread.

Touch the cloud line lightly, and the rolled paper is spread out in front of your eyes.

The beautiful handwriting on it appeared line by line, and disappeared line by line.

It was once out of reach, but now it seems that it can no longer be manifested, and they crowd together anxiously——

Are you there?

Is it safe?

cold?

Want to eat?

How is the scenery in the demon world?

where have you been

Don't read it. I will take good care of Ann.

Don't read it. as before.

Don't read it. The deceased is well.

Don't read it, and I have no idea.

Ask Your Excellency for Taoism.

I am a little confused about swordsmanship, so I can solve it in my spare time.

Don't read it. Don't read...

This is the paper with the same characters given by Ye Qingyu at the meeting of the Yellow River.

This is five months and seventeen days, dense, never-ending thoughts.