v4 Chapter 51： Look for

When Li Min was meditating in the account, the army ’s offensive against Qinzhou City continued, but the monks above the real world on both sides had tacitly withdrew from the battle, so the battlefield returned to a state of combat between the two army generals.

After returning to the camp, Shengzi Yoda was in a complicated mood and was restless. The more he thought about the mood, the more he couldn't calm down. He paced back and forth in the account.

When he was approaching the camp gate, he saw Nangong first coming from the opposite side. The two stopped at the door and glanced at each other. They were silent for the first time. Immediately, Nangong snorted and raised his chin. "What are you doing?"

The Son responded coldly, "What are you doing again?"

Nangong First: "What am I doing here, and what's your matter?"

The child's face gangstered: "Are you looking for a cricket?"

Nangong No. 1 is not afraid, holding the hilt of his sword with his backhand: "It's been a long time since you saw that you are not pleasing to the eye, come on, fight well, pick your day, choose your place ..."

Nangong didn't finish the first words. The Son had already punched him in the face, and he was taken by surprise to the ground. The Son sneered: "Don't watch the hour!"

Nangong first touched the blood on the corner of his mouth, and when he was not angry and happy, he pulled out his sword and said, "I must cut you a piece of meat to drink wine today!"

With a disdainful face, Shengzi was about to shoot again, and took the first point with Nangong. He suddenly drank in a low voice: "How can you wait to kill and kill before the army's big account, before there is a military law? Don't want a head anymore ?! "

The low-sounding and full-strength sounded, and the Shock and Nangong shook their spirits. With a shudder at their feet, they almost stood unstable. The two calmed their hearts and looked at the source of the sound. Sure enough, they saw the holy infant king who came with his hands and was so old.

Seeing the appearance of the red child, the sacred son was indifferent. "I am the leader of the demon clan, and now you are under my jurisdiction-you dare to speak to the Shangguan, you know what military law is?"

The red child glanced at the Son, and did not conceal his disdain: "I lost the bet to Li Yan, not to you. I have faith in the king's words, and naturally I will listen to your orders, but I want this The king respects you respectfully, that is simply a wishful thinking, you don't have this qualification yet! "

The Son's face became more and more low: "You better be ..."

Before he finished speaking, he was hit by Nangong's first punch on his cheek, and he slammed to the side suddenly to the ground. Nangong looked down at him first and shook his fist: "You had better figure out that the sneak attack took my advantage, and you want to treat it as if nothing happened, then it is impossible!"

The Son lost all his face, stared angrily at Nangong First, and looked angrily at the infant. His body was so black that he could hardly see his body. "I'm Yoda, the most talented saint. Your son-in-law, how dare you treat me that way! Do you really think that I only have the strength of Yang Shenzhengren? I must let you see and see today, how powerful is this Son ... "

"Don't be noisy! Go to somewhere else, Your Highness is still retreating. You are noisy and noisy here!"

Shengzi's words were interrupted again ruthlessly. His whole body's explosive momentum had already reached the edge of the eruption, the same as the erupting volcano, but when he heard this sentence, his whole body's momentum plummeted, and the black gas suddenly disappeared. Going back, it looks like eggplant beaten by frost, and weakly pulls down his head, which is a bit pitiful.

The holy infant was originally arrogant, with no one in his eyes. At this moment, all the momentum was converged, and he stood side by side with a kind smile on his face.

Even when Nangong was the first, he obediently received the sword of horror, extinguished the aggressive spirit to share the victory with the Son, stood with arms around, and barely maintained a high-cold and proud look.

The speaker was Su Emei, who was outside the big tent.

Several people made a noise. Although it was at the gate of the Chinese army camp, it was still a long way from the large army account, but it had made Su Emei very unhappy. For the monk, such a distance is nothing at all. Li Zhi can feel the movement here clearly. This is exactly what Su Emei is worried about. She doesn't want anyone to disturb him, especially when Li Yan is obviously in the critical period of promotion.

Seeing Su Emei stepping forward, the Holy Child, the Holy Child, and Nangong No. 1 both stood in the camp gate with interest, and did not intend to step inside. Everyone knows Su Emei's identity. Of course, at some point, Su Emei represents Li Yan and must not be offended-there is a premise that Li Yan cannot offend.

The infant asked politely to Su Emei: "When will Li Zhi go out?"

Su Emei said lightly, "I don't know." After speaking, she turned away.

The holy infant did not care, and stood at the camp gate, and did not intend to leave.

The prince glanced at the infant child: "The divine infant child king, even when there are such rules, can he wait for a mortal in a place like camp gate?"

The infant child glanced at the Son and looked like he was embracing his arms, showing a domineering side leak: "If you have the ability to instantly kill seven wonderland, my king can also wait for you in this place."

The Son retorted: "The son of the magnificent Pingtian Dasheng, the master of Heaven Wonderland, the true fire of Samadhi has made Qi Tiandasheng helpless, but he couldn't handle the seven wonderland?"

The sacred baby looked indifferently: "Don't say seven land wonderland, seventeen land wonderland, my king is not in your eyes. It is you, a real god, but so much, you know, one land wonderland Can kill you? Maybe you'll die someday! "

The holy child grinned: "If I die so easily, I can still call Yodah?"

While a few people were waiting at the camp gate, Li Zheng didn't make much progress here. How the dragon spirit itself was formed, Li Yan finally did not get the answer, awakened the dragon spirit of consciousness, could not talk to him, and now looked tired and was asleep. Li Yan estimated, this matter can not be rushed, and later slowly understand. The thing he can grasp accurately is that after the dragon gas turns purple, the strength has increased greatly, and it is no longer the same as before.

When Li Yan was given the opportunity to gasify purple dragons, in the hinterland of the Central Plains that had just calmed down, some people were stirring up the situation and began to plan a storm intended to overthrow the world.

Xuanwu Jiedushi Zhu Wen, who had previously sent a messenger, expressed support for Li Zhi's war against Hedong and was willing to support the army. Because the Pinglu Army's battle progressed too fast, at this time, the Xuanwu Army had just Chenbing the Yellow River and was preparing to cross the Yellow River into Zhaoyi territory and merge with the Pinglu Army to discuss Hedong.

That is, at this time, Zhu Wen met someone he could never imagine.