Chapter 2237： Chattering

"Tang Hao, Baixi Loucheng, meet with Tang Zhen!"

When Tang Zhen stopped his footsteps, Tang Hao, who was standing at the forefront, suddenly bowed and saluted. His tone was respectful.

He had some kind of heart, the first to open, and reported his name, let Tang Zhen impress him.

"See you, Lord Tang Zhen!"

The monk next to the building saw it, and immediately shouted in unison, and paid tribute to the courtesy of the Loucheng monks.

When the armor was struck by a fist, it made a dull sound. This is the sound of killing, as if the drums are trembled.

Every face is exceptionally firm, and the excitement and excitement that cannot be suppressed.

After the mercenaries heard this sentence, they suddenly felt a big shock. They did not think of it anyway, and they would meet Tang Zhen at this time.

Compared with the Loucheng monks, Tang Zhen in the eyes of the mercenaries is the unparalleled **** and the protagonist of countless legends.

In the face of the founder of the Holy Dragon Theater, the mercenaries did not have the special feelings of the Loucheng monks, and only had deep shock and curiosity in their hearts.

If the surrounding city monks are not watching the police, they are afraid that they have already swarmed up and witnessed Tang Zhen’s style.

Looking at a group of eyes full of eager Loucheng monks, the smile on Tang Zhen's face became more and more cordial, because he saw many of the figures he had seen from these faces.

"You are the grandson of Qianlong. I grew up with your father in the army. I said right?"

Tang Zhen looked at Qiangyunyun and asked in a faint tone.

"Return to you, you are right, I am a thousand clouds."

Qiangyun’s expression was serious, and he replied in a word and a sentence, but his body was shaking.

Being able to talk to the Lord of the Holy Dragon Theater and the powerful creator at the creator level is something he never thought of in the past.

The excitement in my heart can no longer be described in words.

"When I was at the last meeting, I heard your grandfather mention you. He is very optimistic about you, with appreciation in his tone.

I heard that he gave you a precious and precious source of star nuclear for a long time. I don't know if it is true? ”

After hearing the words of Tang Zhen, Qiangyun stunned and said in an uncertain tone: "Grandpa really gave me something, but I don't know how it is worth, but it seems that he was very casual at the time, it seems to be just one. A very ordinary thing..."

When Qianyunyun spoke, he subconsciously felt the position of the chest, where the same thing was hidden, which was what Grandpa sent him.

"It turned out to be..."

At this time, in the heart of the thousand clouds, what was faintly thought of, and the eyes began to get wet.

Tang Zhen smiled and looked at the thousands of clouds and seemed to have seen everything.

"Understood what is going on, then work hard, your grandfather has given you a good thing that will give you more potential."

Qianzhongyun heard this, and I still don’t know where it was. Grandpa lied to himself.

He used to be an understatement and told himself that it was just an ordinary item, but it was not.

What can Tang Zhen say about precious things, and how could it be simple things?

Thousands of clouds felt the love from the elders, and in addition to the deep gratitude in their hearts, the fighting spirit became more and more high.

Since they are placed in high hopes, how can they let them down!

After seeing the change of Qiangyun’s expression, Tang Zhen smiled and said nothing more.

Since the old man values ​​his descendants, he should tell him directly about this matter, not in such a covert way.

However, according to Tang Zhen’s understanding of Qianlong, this guy should be deliberate. The purpose is to wait until the thousand clouds know the truth, and the excitement is grateful.

Then I was moved to an abnormality, and then I was angry and I was working harder.

However, it is a different way to give what you can't use to the younger generation, but it can gain several times more than the original.

Sure enough, it is an old tycoon, like a young man like Qian Zhongyun, how could it be the opponent of this old fox?

Looking beyond the circle, Tang Zhen’s gaze turned around and fell on Moziqi’s body.

"Mozi Qi, your kid has come over, not bad."

Tang Zhen said with a smile, the last time he saw this kid, he was only a weak year, but now he has begun to fight with the city.

Time is like water, and things are already wrong in the blink of an eye, especially for the Loucheng monks.

The endless battles have made Tang Zhen feel a little tired and even bored.

He hopes that one day, he will be able to change the survival mode of the Shenglong Theater, and even if he does not launch a plane invasion, he can continue to develop.

This is not a simple matter. There is no one in the world of the city that no one tries, but in the end it all ended in failure.

Aside from anything else, the resource consumption of the entire city’s warriors is a terrible number.

If the plane invasion is not carried out, how can the cornerstone platform work and how can the monk's consumption be solved?

It can be said that being in the world of the city is equivalent to being tied to a galloping chariot. If you don't keep moving at a high speed, you will be crushed by the car behind you.

These monks in front of us may not be able to wait for that day, but Tang Zhen believes that no one will complain.

This is the pursuit and destiny of the Loucheng monks. Before the real change, no one will be on the road.

Moziqi is very excited.

He did not expect Tang Zhen to remember himself. Although he had seen Tang Zhen on one side, he was not far from the whole distance.

In fact, it is normal to remember that Tang Zhen’s cultivation is enough to easily remember everyone present.

As for the changes in appearance over the years, although it is very huge, it does not delay Tang Zhen to recognize him.

After all, for the monks, they are more accustomed to remembering each other's breath, or a unique spiritual fluctuation.

"The holy dragon city monk Mo Ziqi, meet with Tang Zhen."

Moziqi’s mood is equally exciting, but compared to Qiangyun’s, it looks a lot more stable.

"Like the thousand clouds, your grandfather also gave you an item, which is actually a crystal nucleus of a special creature.

You can have a special talent by wearing this item and successfully controlling it.

With this ability, you can constantly capture pieces of memory similar to obsession in a chaotic dimension.

This ability seems to be tasteless, but it actually has a big effect. When your cultivation reaches a certain level, you can exert the true power of this talent.

Compared to other monks, you will have more advantages and more opportunities.

When you are ready to attack the realm of the emperor, you will find out how important this ability is. It will give you a chance to succeed when you are promoted. ”

Tang Zhen said here, no more words.

He just used this opportunity, and by the way, he pointed out Moziqi, which is to express his love for the elders.

But some things can't be said too much, otherwise it will affect the other's practice. If there are too many concerns, it will even become a kind of obsession.

However, the appropriate point of mention can make Mo Ziqi clear the direction and know the direction of his future efforts.

Taking the insights and realms of Tang Zhen's creator, the guidance of Mozi, who is only a king, is tantamount to the opportunity of God-given.

Moziqi naturally knew this, so in the eyes of the envy of Tang Hao, the body began to tremble slightly.

Even if it did not win the final victory of the Lord of the City, but relying on Tang Zhen’s guidance, Mo Ziqi is absolutely worthwhile.