Ze Tian Ji Chapter 112: City of wind and rain

Hundreds of people were silent without sound on the long street.

Chen Changshen stood in the ruins of the inn and glanced at Hua Jiefu. Previously, the Lord Bishop of Xunyang City had warned him that a big man of Scholartree Institute was traveling north, which is likely to cause great trouble.

Now it seems that Orthodox is indeed the most powerful force of Continent. Even such secret information can be accurately detected, but the bishop has miscalculated, that person is not trouble, besides ... Su Li is also wrong. .

The back of Chen Changshen looks at Wang Po said to Su Li: "Look, after all, there are still people who are willing to help you. This world is not blind and trustworthy.

In the drizzle, Wang Po stood as a lone tree. He repelled Liang Wangsun and Xiao Zhang, and they were incredibly tough to fight again. He was also seriously injured, coughing blood, and his voice seemed a little weak.

"Let's go," he said without turning.

Chen Changshen knows this sentence to himself. He lifted Su Li from the chair, followed Wang Po, walked deep and shallow across the broken beam and gravel wet with rain, and walked towards the street.

Su Li thinks this is a bit hard. The most important thing is that if he is to be supported by Chen Changshen, he can't walk casually and casually, and he must be looks at by hundreds of people, which seriously damages his legendary color.

"I said before entering the city, do n’t hurry to let go of those two Wooly Deer, you don't want to listen"

He complained angrily to Chen Changshen: "I don't care, you quickly get me a mount."

Chen Changshen was helpless, thinking about where to find the mount at this time, and said, "Let's talk outside the city."

Su Li pointed to the Firecloud Kirin held by the Xue He on the other side of the street and said, "This animal is good and can fly."

Chen Changshen thought that the entire Continent knew that was good. The problem was that it wasn't yours or mine. It was a heart-wishing rider who wanted to kill your Great Zhou Divine General. Don't hurry to leave the Xunyang City. ?

Su Li looks at The expression on his face reluctantly said, "It's really impossible, the cricket of Liang Palace can also be."

Chen Changshen was silent and thought that he was really wrong. At that time, when he was in the Snowy Ridge hot spring, he should not have gone back. When the two were talking, Wang Po had been quietly waiting in front of him. It seemed extremely patient, and suddenly, He turned and walked towards the crowd, came to a Cultivator, stretched out his right hand-the Cultivator was holding a yellow bridle.

Answering the hoof, Wang Po led the horse back, handed the reins to Chen Changshen's hand, then turned around, and continued walking towards the other side of the long street with the knife. looks at His back, Chen Changshen was a little stunned, I did not expect him to be a wonderful person.

Hi looks at is like a shabby Accountant, but a wonderful Accountant.

"Wang Po is a very interesting person. When he was doing Accountant in Wenshui City, I was very optimistic about him, but ... his eyebrows were not long, too shabby, too sad.

Su Li is riding a yellow horse, and I feel much better. With a chat and recalling the old mind, I pointed to the Wang Po in front and said, "If he can look better, I will be better for him then."

Wang Po should have heard his words, paused slightly, then moved forward again, stepping on the rain on the street, at this time, the rain falling in the sky gradually stopped, and the sky in the distance showed blue s color.

This feast of Xunyang City came with many attendees, including Proclamation of Liberation players such as Painted Armor Xiao Zhang, Liang Wangsun, and many forces. At this time, the feast is about to end, but there are still many people who refuse to leave. .

Those who have Sea of Blood and Su Li have deep hatred, and there are old grievances that can't be separated.

Wang Po's knife can kill Xiao Zhang and Liang Wangsun, but it can't shock people. Since those people are here to kill Su Li, they have already set aside their lives and death. They are not afraid of death, and naturally they will not be afraid of Wang Po.

The bluestone on the street was wet by rain and turned into numerous blackbirds. Many people stood by the street.

Wang Po answered with the knife in front and Chen Changshen with the reins in the back. It was the sound of rain dripping from the eaves, the sound of blood dripping, and the sound of heart beating.

The crowd's eyes are complex, awe, fear, anger, unwillingness.

Wang Po's expression remains unchanged. Chen Changshen looks at. Su Li is still looking at the sky, it is extremely diffuse, and in the eyes of his enemies, naturally looks particularly abominable.

Someone can't help it, grabbing into the street and drinking: "Su Li, accept your coming fate"

Chen Changshen is still silent. already in his left hand is holding the hilt, Su Li still looks at the sky and doesn't care.

From the snowfield all the way home, returning tens of thousands of miles, the two of them already have received too many attacks. Now, there is one more person in Nangui's team, from two to three, they will not worry about anything.

The stern and steady blade intent rose up into the air and heard only a muffled sound. The man didn't have time to sweep to the center of the street, was shocked to fly back, fell heavily on the wall, and passed out with smoke.

Someone arrived again, and was hit again with an iron knife. Xunyang City's long streets were full of flying figures, spitting blood, muffled screams, and painful and desperate growls.

Wang Po carries the knife first. He just struck at random with his iron knife, and no one was able to cross his knife and approach the Su Li, regardless of whether the person was a strong Star Condensation Initial Boundary in Northland or a genius of any denomination.

From beginning to end, he did not move blade edge, so no one died.

On both sides of Long Street, there are Cultivators that are hard to fall to the ground.

It really is the strongest on Proclamation of Liberation.

Unless it is Saint arrive in person, Eight Storms of the Cardinal Directions is present, who can stop Tianliang Wang Po?

Chen Changshen is still holding the hilt tightly, silent and alert.

His sight did not stop on Wang Po, nor did he fall on the unpredictable iron knife, although he knew it was a rare learning opportunity, but it was always easy to fall on the street. Missed place.

—— Broken wall, eaves, injured Cultivator, scolded youngster.

About to leave Xunyang City, but it is also the most dangerous time.

He never forgets the assassin who always hides in night.

The already silently followed him and Su Li thousands of miles away, and the patience was terrifying to the third assassin in the world.

The assassin with a very common name: Liu Qing.

He thinks Liu Qing will shoot.

Wang Po already is here. If Liu Qing does not take advantage of the last confusion of Xunyang City, once they leave Xunyang City, Liu Qing will most likely never find another shot. Finally, like Su Li, they will trap themselves in the most embarrassing situation. .

Xunyang City's head is approaching, turning the corner in front, you can see the closed gate.

At this moment, Liang Wangsun said a word.

Since leaving the inn, Liang Wangsun has been following them.

already is powerless now, but he doesn't want to leave.

He wants to see if Su Li can still survive, and wants to see if his eyes will open this day.

He said to Wang Po: "Although the world is big, there is no place for Su Li, where can you take him?"

Wang Po stops.

Yellow horse stops.

Wang Po turned to look at him and said, "I will send him back to Li Mountain."

Chen Changshen walked tens of thousands of miles with Su Li.

So, he also took Su Li for tens of thousands of miles, what about going back to Li Mountain?

"But ... if you send him back to Li Mountain, what's the point?"

An indifferent voice sounded over the long street.

Chen Changshen thought yes, if Li Mountain really changes, what if Su Li returns to Li Mountain?

Is it so big in the world, but already really can't stand him?

Then he woke up suddenly, looking at the sound.

Who is talking?

The expression of Wang Po became extremely Grim, completely silent.

He is very vigilant, even more vigilant than Xiao Zhang and Liang Wangsun.

The person who appeared slowly around the corner of looks at street, Chen Changshen felt that his body became very cold.

No.

He thought silently in his heart.

Suddenly, the anger was so great.

Story, there should not be such an ending.

A feast for cannibalism, why should it end as the owner wishes?

Angry comes from helplessness.

Chen Changshen feels helpless at this moment, because he is really desperate.

Whether he saw Xue He or Liang Hongzhuang in the wilderness, or saw Great Chariot of Liang Palace in the inn, he was never desperate. Even when facing the Iron Spear of Xiao Zhang, he could not lift his sword despair.

Because he is alive and Su Li is alive, he believes that someone in this world will definitely come to help them.

He shouted those four words to the bright spring of Xunyang City, and there must be an echo.

Sure enough, Wang Po is here.

He came from the wind and the rain.

Now, this man ... is here.

The bright spring light will eventually dissipate.

The unforgettable response will also dissipate.

Even if there are people willing to help them, what use is there?

Now, who else can help them?

A middle-aged man appears at the corner of the street.

The man has a long shawl, but he can see a lot of snow-like marks inside.

It is impossible to tell whether he lived more youngster, cultivation more youngster.

Decades or centuries?

The man is tall and skinny.

That person is extraordinary and chic, because he is the leader of Aristocratic Family.

The man's expression is very indifferent, because he is ruthlessly Absolute World Sect Sect Master.

looks at Wang Po and Chen Changshen, he has his own overbearing and high momentum.

Even with looks at Su Li, he did not hide his confidence and arrogance.

Famous in all directions.

Here is Correct Eight Storms of the Cardinal Directions.

Zhu Luo.

He is the strongest of Continent.

He is the deity of the cultivation world.

The long streets of Xunyang City are quiet, and then there are countless sounds.

Hundreds of Cultivator bowed down.

Liang Wangsun long salute salute.

The blank paper on Xiao Zhang's face moved.

Wang Po did not move, no salute, Quietly looks at opposite.

Chen Changshen didn't salute, he forgot to salute.

Su Li sits on horseback and stands high.

He said looks at Zhu Luo: "You old guys can't help it anymore."

Zhu Luo said: "I just can't bear to kill you with my own hands, so I don't want to meet."

Su Li was quiet for a while, and said with emotion: "It seems that my views back then were correct."

Zhu Luo asked, "What's your opinion?"

Su Li looks at he said seriously: "A few of you are all **** and bastards."

(The effect of quitting smoking on writing is so great, I'm always working hard and getting better and better.)