Ze Tian Ji Chapter 91: night is difficult to disperse
If at this time, Tianhai Zhanyi can't guess the identity of that person, then what qualifications does he have to compete with Tianhai Shengxue for the title of master?
In Garden of Ten Thousand Willows, he even mentioned this possibility about already, and he once said that if he is the one, he would really like to meet him.
Who could have thought that he really met that person tonight, so what would he do next?
Until this time, he did n’t know that any advance assumptions were meaningless, because before the real situation appeared, people would often have more courage than the real one-he could n’t do anything now, even to look down. There is no courage on the other side.
Few people now compare that with other younger generations, not because the realm of already is far beyond his peers, but because that person has already surpassed the scope of the so-called young genius. No longer a commonplace person, but the real Saint.
The figure on looks at Broken Bridge, Tianhai Zhanyi's body is extremely stiff, and it is extremely hoped that he did not appear tonight.
Zhu Ye keeps coughing.
Zhu Family The owner seems to have suffered more serious injuries than people think. The cough is very painful. He lowers his head and bends down. He can't afford the body, as if his lungs are coughing. Then he raised his right hand a little hard and swayed it. The masters of Absolute World Sect knew it and stepped forward to support him, so he retreated into night.
After seeing the face of the man on the bridge, Ningshi Wei's face became unsightly. At this time, looks at Zhu Ye retreated, and his face became even more gloomy.
Because he understands.
Zhu Ye has been coughing painfully, just to avoid looked up. As long as he doesn't raise his head, he won't see the person on the bridge, or in other words, he won't let the person on the bridge see him. In this way, he can pretend to have seen nothing before, and now he has not seen anything, and has not recognized the identity of the other party.
Ningshi Wei's response is not as fast as Zhu Ye, there is no way to pretend, what should he do?
At this time, Tianhai Zhanyi also sobered up, looks at retreated into night, Zhu Ye and others at an unimaginable speed, resentfully scolding the old fox.
The masters of Absolute World Sect backed away with Zhu Ye, and there were still many people around Snow Lake.
There is no more Divine Crossbow winding sound, blade edge sound coming out of the sheath, sound of metal friction, killing and heavy breathing, silence.
The crossbow battalion soldiers and the Tianhai Family masters, at this time already guessed something vaguely, feeling extremely nervous.
Breathing seems to be stopping. The short time for a few breaths has become long in people's feelings.
The killing figure covered with armor finally worshiped at the heart of the lake.
In this scene of looks at, everyone has a feeling of the rest of his life.
If he insists on not kneeling, no matter how it ends tonight, how many of the hundreds of people present after the event can survive?
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"Songshan Army Ningshi Wei, Greetings His Holiness The Pope."
Ningshi Wei kneel in the mud on the shore with one knee.
Tianhai Zhanyi kneels not far away, lowers his head, can't see the emotions on his face.
The friction of metal breaks the silence of Xuehu again, and it sounds densely. It is not the sword out of the sheath, but the deformation of the armor.
Hundreds of people knelt down in the snowy woods by the lake, facing the figure on the bridge in the lake, and they said in unison: "Greetings His Holiness The Pope!"
People's voice is very neat, a little trembling, I don't know whether it is nervous or excited, or timid.
The young man was obviously a bit uncomfortable and said after a moment of silence, "Get up."
"Thank Your Majesty."
The friction of the armor sounded again.
The young man said, "Let's go."
Countless double eyes fell on Ningshi Wei and Tianhai Zhanyi.
Tianhai Zhanyi was pale, her lips were tightly pressed, and she didn't say a word, she looked a little bit wicked, but she finally had some stubborn taste.
Ningshi Wei said expressionlessly, "I follow your orders."
The friction and footsteps of the armor hurried.
Xuemu was smashed, as if many people were at this moment.
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It's gone.
A simple sentence, everyone is scattered.
The torch disappeared, the starlight revived, and the night became thicker, quieter and quieter.
In an instant, Xuehu returned to the way he was when he was undisturbed. Only the young men and women on Broken Bridge, and those in the kiosk who couldn't leave.
The young man naturally disappeared Chen Changshen for two years, and Young girl in black clothes is a small Black Dragon. Now already has a name called Zhu Sha.
Xuehu Jingmei is silent, Chen Changshen looks at lotus leaves in the water, silently thinking about things.
Someone found his trace through Cinnabar Pill. This is normal.
Those people found that the owner of the Cinnabar Pill was themselves, so they retreated without a fight, which is normal.
—— Probably only the lunatic of Xiao Zhang dares to attack contemporary Pope with the attention of so many people.
But before and after the two things happened together normally, it became abnormal.
It is clear that both those in the pavilion and those who have just left are roles that are being exploited.
Things tonight are not over yet.
Xue Lake is very quiet, as if nothing had happened before, no rocks have fallen from the sky, there is no strong man surrounding the lake, no killing in the fog, no blood-stained lake, and the crossbow that was almost issued rain. However, the wooden bridge was broken after all, and the lake water was still red. After all, those people have come, so it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time.
He glanced at Zhu Sha.
Zhu Sha gave him a glance--it was Profound Frost Dragon. Even if the little girl rolled her eyes, the effect was different. It was displayed with a strange vertical pupil, which was extraordinarily white, and the emotional expression was particularly clear- Still according to his will, Xueting's Seal was lifted.
The general led the people out of the pavilion and fell down on his knees to worship, afraid to speak.
An Hua The spirit was extremely violent, and his actions were still meticulous and devout. He was tense when he thought about his previous rudeness to His Holiness The Pope.
As for the sheep Teacher/Master, who had broken his hand, he was pale and terrified, thinking that he was afraid of death.
"Leave here as soon as possible, something will happen later, and I may not be able to protect you at that time."
Chen Changshen didn't turn around, Quietly somewhere in looks at Snowy Ridge.
There are endless night, as if endless danger is hidden.
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Somewhere in Snowy Ridge, Tang Family's 17th Master is also looking at the same night.
The former Hall of Resplendent Bravery bishop and his subordinates from Wenshui, at this time his eyes were full of awe in looks at. At this time everyone naturally knew already. It turned out that Tang Family's 17th Master had already known the identity of the owner of Cinnabar Pill. At this time, I wanted to come and be suppressed by Zhu Ye, Tianhai Zhanyi and other people.
It is indeed the master of Tang Family, and the method is really calm and hot. If this is a bureau of borrowing swords, then tonight he is undoubtedly the fastest knife in the world. Even if Zhu Ye and others see incredibly fast, even if Chen Changshen's temperament is still as peaceful as that year, but if this matter is known by Li Palace, how can Orthodox give up?
Why can't I see any proud look on Tang Family's 17th Master's face, but it is Grim like that?
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(This chapter is too hard, mainly because there are three clues in the upcoming big plot. I have always been the least skilled at writing scenes, so I have a headache for a long time, but I decided to go straight. Come and kill yourself.)