Resurrection of Spiritual Energy: Billions of Times Talent

Zhang Ran froze in place for an instant.

Gaozong's eyes did not have the slightest emotion, and his eyes were full of violent killing intent.

Zhang Ran took a few steps back in shock, and couldn't help but whisper: "Gaozong, you ......"

It seems that this voice made Gaozong wake up a little, and his expression gradually sobered up.

"I ......" He opened his mouth, didn't say anything, jumped forward, the speed was amazing, and in an instant, he rushed into the mountain bandits, his hand was up and down, and his mouth kept flying.

Someone was even cut in half with a sword.

"Run! The three masters are dead, hurry up and run!"

Some mountain bandits saw everything in front of them, shouted, turned around and ran.

Someone took the lead, and the mountain bandits who were fighting around them suddenly lost their morale and instinctively ran towards the mountain.

Without the slightest hesitation, Gaozong followed the escape route of these mountain bandits and followed them to the death.

The rest of the city guards were all gasping in place, many of them wounded and pale.

There were unlucky guys who had one of their arms cut off.

Zhang Ran looked around, there were more than 300 people coming, and less than half of them could still stand at the moment.

Because the city guards do not fight all year round, their strength is more than a step weaker than these mountain bandits who lick blood from the knife edge.

His gaze quickly looked at Gao Zong, who was chasing out, and his heart became a little worried.

For Gaozong, he can be regarded as having grown up, and he is half an elder of Gaozong, but the situation just now made Zhang Ran a little frightened.

Gaozong's eyes were full of murderous aura just now, and he had no doubt that if he didn't call him himself, the other party would probably rush up and hack him to death because of the killing.

"What the hell is going on?" he couldn't figure out.

For Gaozong, he knows best that Gaozong's current situation is obviously abnormal.

Not long after, a figure covered in blood in the distance, with a sword in his hand, walked down the mountain step by step.

"Gaozong, you ......" Zhang Ran rushed forward for the first time, and couldn't help but want to see if he was injured.

"Uncle Zhang, I'm fine. Gaozong shook his head and said, put the heavenly sword back into its scabbard and said, "All the mountain bandits on the mountain have been dealt with by me. "

"It's all solved?" Zhang Ran was slightly stunned, a little incredulous, but thinking about the power that Gaozong had burst out before, it completely subverted his imagination, so he believed it.

"I'll ask someone to fetch some water, you take a good shower, you have a good rest tonight, and we'll go back early tomorrow morning." "

Zhang Ran explained, looking at Gaozong's obviously absent-minded appearance, and did not continue to say anything.

He was ready to ask Gaozong when he was free.

At night, Gaozong lay on the bed, looking at the Heavenly Sword in his hand, his mood was extremely complicated, and his hand was holding the hilt of the sword.

"In just one night, I became a martial artist, such a sword is countless times more powerful than the legendary divine weapon, it can be called a divine sword!"

Gaozong carefully retracted the Heavenly Sword into the scabbard, and his heart was excited.

"As long as I keep killing people, my strength can continue to improve, and in this way, won't I be invincible?"

He is not a saint, and he also has ambitions, but because his strength was weak before, his vision was small.

But now he sees hope, and his ambitions are expanding little by little.

That night, he barely slept at all.

The brain is constantly fantasizing.

At first, I just fantasized about becoming a county master, hugging left and right, eating and drinking well, and being majestic.

In the end, he began to fantasize about becoming the emperor of the Black Dragon Kingdom, with three palaces and six courtyards, and the swallows and birds beside him, sitting on the top of the main hall, royal majesty.

But the woman in his dreams, or the food he eats, Jiang Yuan doesn't dare to compliment.

In Gaozong's fantasy, after he became the emperor, he had meat to eat, steamed buns to eat, and the kind that he threw away if he didn't want to eat a bite.

However, Jiang Yuan can also understand that Gaozong has not seen any big scenes after all, and people in small places are limited by their own knowledge.

This kind of life is already the limit of his fantasy ability, and when he is older, it is a little difficult for him.

It wasn't until the next morning that there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Gaozong grabbed the heavenly sword in his hand for a moment, as if he was afraid of being snatched away.

When I saw Zhang Ran open the tent and walk in, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Ran also saw Gaozong's strange behavior, and his eyes couldn't help but linger on the sword in his hand for a while, and he didn't think too much about it.

"Gaozong, get up, we'll leave later, and I have sent a letter back overnight last night, and the county lord is very surprised by your performance. "

Zhang Ran said with a smile: "This time, when you go back, I'm afraid there will be a lot of rewards, and you can even be promoted." "

Hearing the promotion, Gaozong's eyes lit up and he hurriedly got dressed.

When he went outside, he saw many soldiers and even officials watching him.

Everyone saw him with respect in their eyes.

Feeling the eyes of everyone, Gaozong was a little fluttering.

Soon the withdrawal of large forces began.

Along the way, he even heard some whispered exchanges between the officials, most of them talking about his majesty last night, which made Gaozong more and more comfortable.

It turns out that it feels so good to be adored.

When they came to the county yamen, the county lord and a large group of people were greeting him.

"Gaozong, hard work, hard work!" The chubby county lord walked up to Gaozong excitedly, and he still had some impressions of Gaozong, and he recognized it at a glance.

"Come, come, come, you're hungry! I've prepared a meal for you, let's go! Eat, eat!" the county lord walked towards the inner courtyard with Gaozong enthusiastically.

Gaozong was a little flattered for a while, and followed the county lord to the backyard, and saw that in the courtyard pavilion, a mahogany table was full of various meals.

There were also three slender maids standing there with their heads bowed.

Just by looking at it, Gaozong's eyes couldn't be taken off.

These girls looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old, and each of them was extremely bright, very snow-white, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, giving people an incomparably gentle feeling.

"Come on, come on! You're welcome, sit down! Zhang Ran, you are the elder of Gaozong, you also sit, don't stand. "The county lord is very enthusiastic.

As soon as Gaozong and the two sat down, the girl next to them poured them wine.

Gaozong sat there, his body stiffened, how could he ever have such treatment.

Time flies by in the blink of an eye.

After three rounds of drinking, Gaozong has become a martial artist after all, and his strength is strong, and a little wine can't get him drunk.

But the county lord was weak, and after drinking a little, he was dizzy, and finally had to leave early.

After the end, Gaozong and Zhang Ran walked on the way home, and Zhang Ran couldn't help but say: "Gaozong, your strength is ...... What's going on?"

This is a question he has always wanted to ask, but he has never been able to find an opportunity.