The Human Emperor

Chapter 474

The first day of the capital is destined to be difficult to calm down.

Oh la la!

A pigeon-only pigeon flies in all directions in the city.

On a mountain range more than ten miles from the city, a young, fat figure is closing his eyes, and the smoldering sighs are transmitted from his body and turned into a thick white column, like a giant python. Wrapped around him, the strength of the juvenile is incomparably strong.

"Ok?"

After receiving the pigeons flying down in the sky, Wei Wei (Wei Xiaonian) flashed a strange look in his eyes, and then opened the envelope and looked up.

"Ha ha ha, Wang Chong, you bastard, finally came to me!..."

Hey, five fingers and one receipt, the letter in his hand shattered into pieces, Wei Xiaonian suddenly excited and laughed.

There is nothing in the letter that Wang Chong gave him, only a few simple sentences:

"By Guardian Twenty!"

Growing up together, 20 guards count. Even if Wei's family rules are strict, even if he risked being angered by his father, Wei Xiaonian must help Wang Chong.

What twenty, two hundred he will find ways to help him do it!

"boom!"

The void vibrates and gives a steel-like sound. Under Wei Xiaonian, a circle of obsidian thorns and auras are shining and radiating.

Then there are two, three, four!

In a short period of time, Wei Xiaonian’s breath broke through from the Yuan Dynasty to the real Wujing, and then all the way from the real Wujing, the double, the triple, has rushed to the realm of the real Wujing, and has a five-fold impact on the real Wujing. trend.

At this moment, Wei Xiaonian’s breath is full of infinite power, and the breath is even stronger than Wang Chong.

- This is the power of Panshan!

Wei Xiaonian’s practice was given by Wang Chong, and he was a top-notch school with great power. Panshan is extremely difficult to practice, and has high requirements for physical fitness.

Especially in the meta-level, it is even more difficult. But once it breaks through the real world, the power will be powerful.

Since Wei Xiaonian entered the Kunwu training camp, Wang Chong was very young to call him. Regardless of the encirclement of the Goguryeo hacker, or against them, Wang Chong did not call him, the purpose is to let him concentrate on training.

For this small hair, Wang Chong is fully helpful.

The golden ginseng that comes from the Goguryeo people has a root for hundreds of years. After Wang Chong went to the real Wujing, he did not use it much, but in Wei Xiaonian, Wang Chong has always been an unrestricted supply.

Panshan is not the same as other exercises. Goguryeo ginseng is far more effective than Wang Chong. Moreover, it is extremely difficult for Panshan to make a breakthrough from the Yuan Dynasty to the real Wu.

However, if there is such a thing as Goguryeo ginseng, it will be half the effort and the power will be much higher.

Up to now, the number of Goguryeo people swallowed by Wei Xiaonian has been at least twenty or thirty times higher than that of Wang Chong. Moreover, although Wang Chong's veins are strictly forbidden to be close to others, Wei Xiaonian can freely go uphill and practice in the mountains without restriction.

However, after breaking through to the real world, Panshanyu no longer needs simple heaven and earth, but needs a higher level of mountain spirit.

This kind of thing is different from any heaven and earth. Under normal circumstances, it is not difficult to practice this unique method of Panshan.

Therefore, since reaching the true Wujing, Wei Xiaonian left the veins and entered the mountains and mountains. The more primitive the surrounding mountains, the more the number of mountains, the more inaccessible, the denser the mountain spirit.

Wei Xiaonian was originally a martial artist, and he was as mad as he was, and he practiced almost day and night, day and night. Plus, there is no chores like Wang Chong, and it is a natural fit to cooperate with Panshan.

Therefore, the current Wei Xiaonian martial arts entered the country so much higher than Wang Chong.

Compared with the previous life, there is no doubt that Wei Xiaonian has reached a point where it could never be achieved in a previous life.

"Wang Chong lends me a guard. It must be something. I have to go see it!"

Wei Xiaonian’s eyes flashed, and Huo’s stood up and slammed, but his body was a vertical figure. He immediately jumped out like a monkey, and the step was more than ten meters.

Only a few ups and downs, Wei Xiaonian fiercely like a giant tiger, quickly disappeared into the foothills.

......

At the same time, another place in the capital, a three-storey tea house flying high and high, decorated with antiques, elegant atmosphere.

A beautiful figure is fragrant, and the thin, porcelain-like fingers hold a five-inch celadon teacup, which looks like a heart-wrenching look.

Oh la la!

The sound of a winged wing was heard from the ear.

"Ok?\"

Bai Siling flashed a strange look in his eyes and raised his head subconsciously. I saw a white pigeon with wings spread out, crossed an arc in the air, swept over the corner of the tea house, and flew toward him.

Bai Siling groaned and subconsciously extended his arm and caught the pigeon.

"It's him……"

Unpacking the envelope and seeing the familiar handwriting above, the original eyebrows that Bai Siling originally picked up were like ink soaked, and suddenly spread slowly.

The troubles of the past few days have been disintegrated, and Bai Siling’s mouth has slightly tilted up, revealing a smile, like a flower blooms.

"I know that the dark prison is not trapped you!"

Bai Siling smiled confidently, picked up the teacup on the table, and gently sipped a bit, only to feel the fragrance of the lips, the charm is endless.

The worry in my heart finally fell, and Bai Siling’s heart was a lot easier. As for the content on Wang Chongxin, she did not care much about it.

Putting down the teacup, Bai Siling stepped away at the teahouse with a light pace.

......

"Haha, twenty true martial arts masters..., Wang Chong, you really won't be lonely!"

In the Yanwuchang in the Xujiayuan of the capital, Xu Wei lived on a shoulder with a dove, two hands and one hand holding the red cherry squirt made of aspen, and the other holding the letter written by Wang Chong.

"I just got out of prison, I have to 'borrow the soldiers.' You have to act again? Southwest?"

Xu Wei looked up slightly, his eyes were wise, and his deep eyes seemed to be in the depths of time and space.

For this younger Wang Xiao, who is younger than himself, Xu Wei has always been deeply admired. Wang Chong’s thoughts, what Wang Chong did, and his kind of courage and ambition, Xu Wei has been deeply conscious.

Xu Wei was very glad to know him during the training camp.

Most of the family members, especially the shackles, are arrogant, but for Wang Chong, Xu Wei has never.

If the whole capital has a person who can let himself come from the heart and admire him from head to toe, then this person will only have Wang Chong.

Hey!

When the wrist trembled, the red rifle in the hand was immediately like the heavy dragon of the same tail barrel. It made a sharp scream of screaming and slammed out, and it fell accurately on the weapon rack outside the six or seven feet.

"Go, ... the last time Zhang Shouqi and the North Court deputy guardian An Sishun, this time I don't know if it is followed. Follow him, it really is not worthy of life!"

Quickly wiped the sweat on his neck with a towel, Xu Wei took a step and left the performance field.

"Oh, really, it’s the person I admire Zhao Hongying, nothing can stop you!"

On the main hall of the Zhao family in Beijing, Zhao Hongyi read the letter in his hand and quickly got up. He left the house of the Zhao family in Beijing like a cloud of fire.