"I asked you to come here today, mainly to talk about the soul pond." Lu yadaojun said: "there will be more than half a month to open the soul pool. Seven days later, you will set out and take you personally. If you don't understand anything on the way, you can boldly ask the Marquis Tianji for advice. I've already told him about your transfer to the Chinese army. "

"Yes, I know."

"When you go there, you will be led by an opportune marquis. There will be no problem when you practice in the soul pool, but it will take you three months. After three months, you should return by yourself, and then you can only let LongQin pick you up! Be sure to pay attention to safety, be careful of yitianba. "

Wind son Mo doubt of hope landing pressure way gentleman, easy day Ba will dare to kill them?

Looking at the puzzled eyes of fengzimo, Lu yadaojun explained: "yes, some things are much darker than you think. The imperial court controlled the high-end combat power above the main God, but they were more confident about the low-end combat power such as the virtual God and the real God. After all, they would not cause any big risk. Therefore, in the hands of various families, there will be some virtual gods and real gods who have no hope of breaking through and have little life span. They will do whatever they can for the so-called family interests. "

"That is to say, it's not a big problem for some people with ulterior motives to secretly raise some virtual gods and real gods." The wind son Mo eye takes out the essence to say, once again felt the sense of urgency from the bottom of the heart, now the strength is too weak, even self-protection can't do.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself. It's not easy to be a virtual God. How can the real God be like cabbage all over the street? Those masters of the Yi family, your teacher's wife will coordinate our people to stare at you, so even if you make a move, it should only be at the level of virtual God, so if you have LongQin to pick you up, you can rest assured. "

"Well, go! Get ready. When it's time, you'll be informed. " Lu Yadao Jun said, waved and began to drive people.

"I'm leaving, master. Take care of yourself!" Say, don't wait for the road remote road gentleman to return to taste, turn round and quickly walk away.

Lu yadaojun stood up, kneaded his back, and walked slowly to the back room. As he walked, he said, "smelly boy, it's more and more shameful. I have to clean it up when I go back. Ouch, my old waist, I need to take a rest as soon as possible! "



Out of the right army tent, the wind son Mo remember a while did not see the salamander doll, went directly to the day leopard camp. It seems that although Dabi didn't get a useful place a few days ago, the harvest was still very big. Fengzimo's biggest shortcoming was that he had little combat experience.

Simply, fengzimo comes to mujunyao and Hu Xinyue again. They hammer a fish and go to a restaurant to have a meal. They have a good time talking about their experience in the army these days.

It's a great pleasure to have a good chat!

In the twinkling of an eye, seven days later, the wind son Mo and out of several bullets.

This day, fengzimo is practicing with everyone. Wei Qiulong comes to inform us that he is about to leave for yanghunchi.

Fengzimo doesn't dare to neglect. She shouts Mujun at Tianhu camp, and Yao follows Wei Qiulong to Zhongjun tent.

"My subordinates fengzimo and mujunyao pay a visit to the Marquis!" At this time, fengzimo had to kneel down and kowtow. He had no strength or status, so he had to bow his head.

"Get up!" Tianji Hou said frankly, "you have done well in this competition. I'm very satisfied with you. I hope you can have a temporary success when you go to yanghunchi this time."

"Thank you, marquis!" Fengzimo's first close contact with tianqihou feels very good. There are many similarities between tianjihou and Lu yadaojun. If not, the latter is hard to get the beauty back“ OK, let's go! " With that, Yi haoxuan takes several people to a platform outside the account and releases his shuttle from the space ring.

The flying shuttle is not much different from Lu yadaojun's, but it is the privilege of tianjihou as a general to take off and land in the barracks.

In feisuo, Tianji Hou said to the three: "you are not in the army. Don't be polite. Zimo can call me martial uncle. If you have any questions, just ask."

This time, the shuttle flew for more than eight hours. Along the way, apart from rest, the Marquis of heaven carefully explained the history and allusions of the soul pool to fengzimo. It turned out that the soul pool was specially prepared for those who were practicing during the robbery period. If those who were above the level of virtual spirit entered, they would damage the spirit.

They also asked some other questions, and Yi haoxuan patiently answered them, which made fengzimo and mujunyao feel very friendly.

The shuttle was moored outside a magnificent city. Although tianjihou had introduced it to them before, several people were still shocked by the city in front of them. On the high city gate, there are a few big words "yumang city" dancing with dragons and Fengs, and there is a touch of prestige under the gaze.

"This is the King City of tianmang Dynasty - yumang city. Those three words were given by the emperor of Daluo. Don't look more when you come near, so as not to shock the God." Tianji Hou told.

Fengzimo looks at the high city in the distance and the prestige that can be produced only by handwriting. Not only is his heart full of pride, but his desire for power is even stronger.

Under the leadership of Tianji Hou, the three entered yumang city. As the four Marquis of tianmang Dynasty, Tianji Marquis naturally had a mansion in the dynasty. Although Tianji Marquis often in the army, his family members stayed in the city.

"The three of you are resting in the mansion. It will take five days for the soul pool to open. When the time comes, I will take you there." Back at the mansion, tianqihou handed over several people to the housekeeper and left.

It is not easy for tianqihou to come back. There must be many things to do in the dynasty.

Fengzimo wanted to be honest in the house for a few days, but she couldn't stand mujunyao's request, so she accompanied mujunyao to the street. I can't help it. After listening to Feng Xiaozhu, I went to the barracks and occasionally went to the military town for a stroll, but it was just a little better than Guan Tingfeng Xiaozhu.

Yumang city is too tempting to her!

Fengzimo asks the housekeeper for a boy to lead the way. He accompanies mujunyao on the street, and Wei Qiulong has to go further. Anyway, he already has a boy to accompany him, so he's not bad for the big light bulb.

Under the guidance of Xiaosi, the three arrive at the most prosperous market in yumang city. Mujunyao perfectly reproduces the state of being in Hangzhou from Bose village. They buy all the way, and the space rings are piled up with mountains. Fortunately, they are all vulgar things. For fengzimo now, he can't even count as drizzle. He made a lot of money when he was in big competition a while ago.

Mujunyao is addicted to a lot of things. In fact, many things are not useful. Maybe she will always sleep in a corner of the space ring after buying them. But now she is enjoying the process of buying them.

Suddenly, mujunyao and a young man come face to face and bump into each other. A piece of porcelain in the young man's hand is smashed to the ground.

"Oh, my dear! My ancestral treasure The young man falls to the ground crying and wants to catch mujunyao's skirt. Fengzimo stands in front of mujunyao and is hugged by the young man.

"I don't have..." mujunyao has yet to explain. She was stopped by fengzimo. She has seen a lot of porcelain on earth. The owner of this kind of touch porcelain has to take the porcelain. At most, she is only as good as the children of the Eight Banners in Wanqing. She is already at the low end, and can't be at the low end any more.

Feng Zimo looked down at the guy who was feeling his snot on his leg, squatted down to tease and said: "brother, how much is your ancestral treasure worth?"