Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger Chapter 83: ??Old Jiang, Changan, here I come
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Heavy rain, muddy.
There was silence.
Only the boy's voice remained, lingering in everyone's heart.
Everyone is stunned, surprised, unbelievable...
These emotions, like a bit of thick ink, dripped into the blue and white porcelain bowl filled with clear water, and instantly blurred and spread.
This iron law...is it so comfortable?
Is this speaking human language? !
After being shot by the iron law, how could nothing happen? !
Not only is he fine, but his complexion is even more rosy!
Everyone obviously watched helplessly as the arrow that seemed to tear the world in half shot into Fang Lang's sea of consciousness.
With the strength of Fang Lang's mere second-rank sword cultivator, his soul would die in an instant, and those who died could not die again.
However, at this moment, Fang Lang was smiling happily in the rain.
The sunshine of Fang Lang's smile.
However, the third prince Li Liancheng didn't feel the warmth of the sun at all, and some... just felt cold all over his body!
Iron law...couldn't kill the young man in front of him? !
Impossible, it shouldn't be!
The iron law hanging above everyone's heads, even the ninth rank, dare not overstep or violate it.
But why can't you kill a little Fang Lang?
Nan Yehuo leaned on a sword with one arm, and his eyebrows couldn't be straightened...
It's not dead? !
Sure enough, his intuition was right!
To kill this son, to kill such monsters, is to do it as soon as possible!
Chao Xiaojian floated down, and the green steel sword that had collided with Tie Lu's red arrow countless times was covered with fine cracks, as if it would be torn apart at any time.
But Chao Xiaojian didn't care at all. He was even more curious about how Fang Lang endured the iron law and survived!
The judgment of the iron law is an unbearable burden for life!
Eighth rank, ninth rank can kill!
Fang Lang couldn't kill him? !
Weird!
Chao Xiaojian looked at Fang Lang curiously, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became. Is the young man who loves swords really blessed by heaven?
In the distance, Wen Ting stood in the rain, staring blankly.
Let the rain wash over his body, blurring his vision.
The iron law that he used to fear so much, it turns out... is not invincible.
Wen Ting's lax eyes gradually fluctuated a little, Fang Lang carried the iron law and survived, as if casting a ray of sunshine in his desperate and dark heart!
Let the darkness melt and evaporate bit by bit!
Since Iron Law is not invincible, the fear in his heart is no longer as strong as before.
Perhaps, one day, he will also have the courage to swing his sword at Iron Law...!
When the shadow in his heart dissipated, Wen Ting began to think about why Fang Lang was not afraid of the iron law.
Fang Lang's actions once again impacted his worldview of practice.
This guy... seems to exude an aura of miracles all the time!
If it is a normal monk, it will definitely not be able to withstand the trial of the iron law.
Why Fang Lang?
Because he's abnormal?
Wen Ting's eyes suddenly lit up, and he understood.
"Purple root bone!"
"Could it be because of the mutated Zipin root bone?!"
What a mutant root!
This is the end of the horror!
In the world, it is not that there are no mutated roots, but there are very few mutated roots in Zipin, and there was only one thousands of years ago...
There are naturally peculiarities in such a hard-to-get purple root bone!
The Zipin Gengu that Wen Ting called out made Fang Lang startled.
However, he also couldn't think of an explanation for the [Instant Staff], so this explanation is the best explanation.
I had no choice but to raise my hand, following Wei Sheng's example, and rubbed the back of my head with a silly smile.
As long as I don't answer, you can all guess!
Chao Xiaojian's eyes lit up, yes, Zipin Gengu!
Li Liancheng, who was standing on the carriage, and the sword master Nan Yehuo, who had lost his arm, were also stunned. Then their eyes flickered, and a look of amazement appeared on their faces.
It turned out to be Zipin Gengu!
Li Liancheng's eyes became colder and colder, and he looked deeply at Fang Lang.
Nan Yehuo is right...to kill this son, you have to do it as soon as possible!
If it grows up, with the help of the Jiang family, it will be even more difficult to deal with!
Thinking of this, Li Liancheng felt a little regretful.
It's a pity that Chao Xiaojian is protecting Fanglang at the moment, so it's basically impossible to kill Fanglang!
He was stabbed three times by Fang Lang, these three times... Bai was stabbed!
He couldn't spread the word, and couldn't let Dali Temple directly arrest Fang Lang, after all...he made a mistake first.
Besides, being stabbed three times by Fang Lang is not a glorious thing, how can it be publicized?
So, those three swords were like three slaps on his face!
"Very good."
The third prince Li Liancheng stared at Fang Lang.
For a long time, his eyes shifted sideways and landed on Chao Xiaojian.
"What a Jianshu sect."
The third prince took out a spell formation talisman from the space ring and crushed it violently.
This is a teleportation array talisman that can only be drawn by masters of the seventh rank or above.
The spatial fluctuations spread and suddenly enveloped him.
The figure of the third prince was swallowed by the space like a shaking blanket, and disappeared in an instant.
It is still raining.
Gritting his teeth, Nan Yehuo picked up the severed arm, and in an instant with the fiery red dagger, he fled far away.
Chao Xiaojian really wanted to catch up and stab this guy a few times, but after thinking about it, forget it, Fang Lang needs protection now.
The autumn rain between heaven and earth has returned to the patter.
The mountains are full of muddy smell.
Chao Xiaojian walked to Fang Lang's side, with white hair and white eyebrows, and his chest was exposed, which was a bit bohemian.
"Don't worry, Li Liancheng was stabbed in the stomach by your second rank, he won't spread it around, there is a high probability that the monk sent by the eldest prince I killed will become the one who is responsible for the iron law .” Chao Xiaojian said lightly.
"Just now...was it the breath of the senior sister in charge?"
"Tell me about it in detail."
Fang Lang didn't hide it, Chao Xiaojian came here to help him, and he shouldn't hide it due to emotion or reason.
When Fang Lang finished speaking, a little excitement appeared on Chao Xiaojian's face, he closed his eyes, and let out a foul breath.
"Is there a ray of spirituality hidden in the Liansheng sword?"
"A ray of spirituality can still exert such combat power. It seems that the senior sister in charge is not dead. This is at least good news."
A rare joy appeared on Chao Xiaojian's face.
As for Fang Lang, who can activate the spiritual thoughts of the senior sister in charge, he becomes more and more appreciative, no matter how he looks at him, he is pleasing to the eye.
In the dense forest in the distance, Liu Bubai and Ni Wen walked over cautiously.
The battle that happened here just now made them completely out of breath, and they didn't even dare to stand up.
Wen Ting glanced at the two of them, and sighed: "I can't stay here anymore, let's go directly to Chang'an City."
He looked at Fang Lang again: "You have completely offended the third prince this time. With the third prince's arrogant and domineering character, he will definitely not let you go easily."
"Next, it is safest for you to stay in Chang'an. The imperial examination is coming soon, and he dare not touch you in the city."
"But the imperial examination is over, if you haven't been admitted to the champion, the situation may be worse than before."
Wen Ting took a deep breath and said.
However, it is not easy to become the number one scholar.
What's more, this year's scientific examination where evildoers gather!
Jiang Linglong, Li Yuanzhen, Wei Sheng, Ximen Xianxian...all of them were geniuses who had the appearance of champions in the past!
That's right, if Fang Lang wants to win the first prize, he has to beat Jiang Linglong.
"Forget it, enter Chang'an, I will give you a good plan and make a detailed palace examination plan..."
Wen Ting said.
Afterwards, the few people did not continue to stay in the precarious Qiuling Yaoque hunting ground, and left with their swords, tearing apart the misty rain between heaven and earth, and headed towards Chang'an City at high speed.
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It is raining in Chang'an.
It has been pattering for a long time.
The suspended golden iron law began to gradually diminish its brilliance and fell silent.
The atmosphere that depresses the entire Chang'an City gradually dissipates.
The sound of the wind and the rain recovered, and the world was once again noisy.
In front of the tavern.
Lv Taixuan and Cui Cheng looked at each other, and they both saw the seriousness in each other's eyes.
The two walked with their backs facing each other in silence, and dispersed to both ends of the alley.
One person goes to the imperial palace, and the other person goes to Prince Wu's mansion.
The stagnant water in the alley is getting more and more turbid.
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The glazed tiles are dripping with rain, falling down, as if they have turned into curtains and spread continuously.
A burst of spatial fluctuations spread.
Countless rainwater automatically gathered in the air to form a spell formation, and then exploded like a torrential rain.
The third prince's figure emerged from it, staggering for a while, then he clutched his abdomen to stabilize himself.
Li Liancheng's complexion was pale, and there was still a little panic in his eyes.
It's not just the shock of Xuanyuan Taihua's spiritual thoughts.
It was Fang Lang's heart palpitation that pierced the sword in his belly.
That kind of tingling is especially deep in his memory.
It may even form a nightmare, waking him up in the lonely night!
Suddenly.
Li Liancheng raised his head and looked into the distance.
There, a middle-aged man in a plain white gown, holding an oil-paper umbrella, with one hand behind his back, stood in the rain, watching him quietly.
Li Liancheng held his stomach and looked at him.
The intertwined raindrops in the eyes of the two seemed to be stagnant.
"Brother Emperor."
Li Liancheng clenched his palms.
The man in plain white gown just looked at him lightly, his eyes were extremely deep, like a vast starry sky, Li Liancheng subconsciously moved his eyes away, not daring to look directly at him.
He, the elder brother, has too deep thoughts, he is afraid that if he looks at each other for a while, everything will be figured out.
The First Prince looked at Li Liancheng calmly for a long time, then shook his head, turned around and disappeared into the rain-curtained palace holding an oil-paper umbrella.
There were not too many words, but that look alone made Li Liancheng's mind explode.
No verbal sarcasm, no sneering.
But it's just a look, but it seems to say, Li Liancheng is such a waste, that an ordinary person let the blood of the royal family be spilled, and the royal family will be humiliated.
One look brought endless spiritual contempt to Li Liancheng.
One look at the heart.
Li Liancheng felt miserable on this day.
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In front of Chang'an City, the night is getting darker.
It rained late at night, hazy the whole world.
Jiang Linglong held an oil-paper umbrella, staring blankly at the iron law that was gradually disappearing into silence, her heart trembling inexplicably, with palpitations and panic for no reason.
The red arrow condensed from the iron law seemed to carry the determination to kill everything.
It seems that the gods are going to be shot!
Who is the iron law red arrow heading for?
Who do you want to kill? !
That direction is Qiuling Yaoque, and Fang Lang is there. With that palpitation deep in her heart, she has an unreasonable intuition that the iron law arrow is heading towards Fang Lang!
On the opposite side of him, Wei Sheng also touched his head and took a deep breath. Why did he inexplicably have an intuition that Tie Lu Hong Arrow would shoot and kill Fang Lang, a second-rank sword repairman?
Can Fang Lang hurt the third prince? !
Jiang Linglong wanted to get back into the carriage, and asked Zhao Wuji to rush to Qiuling Yaoque.
However, a figure wearing a bamboo hat suddenly appeared above the carriage, and the leather scabbard was gently lowered, knocking on the roof of the carriage, shaking off a lot of accumulated water.
"Girl, there's no need to go, they should be back."
The figure raised its head, revealing a face more handsome than that of a woman, and said calmly.
This is Jiang Linglong's brother-in-law, Pei Liao, Minister of the Dali Temple.
Jiang Linglong was startled, and did not get into the carriage again.
Standing on an oil-paper umbrella, her long eyelashes trembled, and she looked into the distance.
But see...
Outside Chang'an City, the endless misty rain was torn apart!
A luxurious flying sword shreds the falling autumn rain from the sky, whistling like in a splashed ink landscape.
On the flying sword, Fang Lang sat cross-legged at the front, with a sword box on his knees, in which Hei Yao and Liansheng were hidden.
He raised his head and looked at the ancient city that gradually became clear before his eyes.
Looks fixed.
It landed on the official road slapped by the pouring rain in front of the ancient city.
He saw Lao Jiang standing on the carriage, wearing a veil and skirt flying in the autumn wind and rain, blinking his eyes like stars!
A warm and bright smile could not help but bloom on his face~IndoMTL.com~Old Jiang, Changan, here I come!
On the carriage.
Jiang Linglong looked at Fang Lang who was smiling brightly, his eyes were bent into crescent moons, and he couldn't help but relax with his heart raised all the time.
It's fine.
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On the official road, Wei Sheng, who was leaning on a black knife, shook his head.
Is Fang Lang smiling at me?
What's with this inexplicable **** familiarity?
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