Among the four great monks of the Randen Ancient Temple, Zhong Wen was particularly impressed by the Yanru Divine Monk.
No other reason than that this monk is so good-looking.
Even though Zhong Wen considers himself to be a bit handsome, he has to admit that if he stands with the Yanru Divine Monk, he will definitely be included in the ranks of ugly people.
Because of this, he is also the one that Zhong Wen dislikes the most among the four great monks.
Don't ask for the reason, asking is inherently offensive.
At this time, the image of Yanru Divine Monk has changed. The most significant change is that on his originally bald head, he wears a unique golden crown, which is full of jewels and brilliance, fully demonstrating his identity. Noble.
Standing next to him was a beautiful girl with luxurious clothes and a pretty face.
The girl's eyes were shining, she smiled sweetly, she held Yanru's arm with both hands, and her brows were filled with happiness.
The intimate behavior of the two made many young girls and lonely young women around them envious.
It seems that this is the princess of Yanguang Kingdom.
So what if he looks handsome?
What if you become the leader of the country?
Is your wife as beautiful as my wife?
Zhong Wen instantly guessed the girl's identity. While lamenting the strangeness of the world, he couldn't help but think sourly.
After all, although this princess can be regarded as a beauty, if compared with the master and apprentice Lin Xingyue and Lin Zhiyun behind her, she will undoubtedly pale in comparison, and her appearance is not at the same level at all.
"Huh?"
Unexpectedly, just as he was comforting himself, Lin Xingyue's clear voice suddenly came from behind him, "The king is so handsome, much better looking than the silly boy!"
What the hell are you...
Zhong Wen suddenly had black lines on his head, his old face instantly drooped, he turned around and glared at her fiercely. If he hadn't taken care of Lin Zhiyun and Du Bingxin next to him, he would have been unable to bear it and rushed forward to give her a lesson.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Before he could reply, rows of mighty soldiers suddenly appeared from behind the king's motorcade, each holding a sharp blade and wearing strong armor. Their silver helmets were dazzling in the sunlight, shining brightly. They had not yet come close, the majestic soldiers The momentum was already coming.
"May your Majesty be victorious and achieve success immediately!"
A sharp voice came from nowhere, like a drake croaking, indescribably harsh.
"The king is victorious!"
"Your Majesty is victorious!"
"Long live the Flame Kingdom!"
The sound was so loud that the surrounding area was filled with roars and tsunamis. It was extremely noisy, and countless people fell into joy.
Looking at this posture, it seems that the new king of the country, Yan Ru Shen Monk, is going to lead his troops on an expedition on the day he ascends the throne.
Zhong Wen glanced around, and suddenly through the window, he spotted the figure of the little old man just now in the crowd below. He immediately rolled his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and revealed an indescribable smile.
No one could see his movements, but his figure had disappeared into the room. When he reappeared, he was already behind the little old man and patted him lightly on the shoulder.
"Oh, my mother-in-law!"
The little old man turned his head and saw Zhong Wen's face clearly. He trembled with fright and instinctively exclaimed.
"Hey, daddy."
Zhong Wen said with a smile, "Why did you leave before I even had time to say thank you?"
"Sir, please stop making fun of me!"
The little old man said with a mournful face, "Before, the little old man was ignorant and used rude words to offend the adults. You just show your dignity and treat me like a fart!"
Having witnessed Zhong Wen bossing around a tall general, how could he still not understand that the young man in front of him must be a great boss, or that he had not paid attention to what he said earlier, causing the other party to come to trouble him?
My legs were weak and I was so confused that I almost fell to the ground in fear.
"My father-in-law also has good intentions, so how can I be surprised?"
Zhong Wen laughed, shook his right hand, and a cloth bag suddenly appeared in his palm, "I want to ask you something, where is the new king going with his army?"
As he spoke, the rope tied with the bag unknowingly spread out, revealing the dazzling spiritual crystals sparkling inside, and there were actually as many as a dozen.
"This this……"
The little old man had never seen so many spiritual crystals in his life. His eyes were wide open and he couldn't even speak for a while.
"Of course, I didn't ask for this information in vain."
Zhong Wen retied the bag with a smile and stuffed it into the old man's palm, "It's a trivial matter, not a sign of respect."
"This, how can this be so embarrassing?"
The little old man couldn't help but swallowed. Although he refused, his eyes were staring straight at the bag, unwilling to look away for a moment.
"To me, these things are not worth mentioning. I don't want to refuse."
Zhong Wen laughed and patted his shoulder, "By the way, the question just now..."
"I don't know the details either."
The little old man calmly put the cloth bag into his arms, "But I heard that there was a banditry in the Yinluoshan area in the north, which made the people miserable. This time, His Majesty led an army of 300,000 troops to personally conquer, vowing to put down those lawless gangs.
Let the people there live a peaceful life again."
"Yinluoshan?"
Zhong Wen's complexion changed slightly and his pupils shrank sharply.
"Yes, it's a pity that I am old and weak."
The little old man stared at the king's retreating back, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, "If I were thirty years younger, I would definitely join the army to serve the country and follow the king... Sir?"
As he spoke, he turned around, only to find that Zhong Wen, who had been standing behind him just now, had disappeared without knowing it.
"The big shot is indeed a big shot."
The little old man was stunned for a long time, then whispered, "He's elusive."
He shook his head, unconsciously touched the cloth bag in his arms with his right hand, turned around and walked quickly towards his home.
"boom!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as he took two steps, two figures suddenly jumped out from the side, pushed him to the ground, and then punched and kicked him vigorously and mercilessly.
By the time he came to his senses, he was already lying on the ground with a bruised nose and face, and the bag containing the spiritual crystals in his arms was snatched away. Tears gurgled down along with the blood, and waves of severe pain surged in. He didn't know it.
Is it more hurt or more heartache?
"I recognize him, he is a remnant of the Randen Ancient Temple!"
"Catch him!"
"Catch that thief monk!"
People's shouts floated faintly in the distance. The sky was clouded at some point and the surrounding area gradually became dark. The raindrops fell down and fell on the face of the little old man. They mixed with tears and slipped into the corner of his mouth, making him feel salty.
Yes, I feel a little bitter for some reason.
Laughter, curses, fights and cries come and go, exaggerating the joy, anger, sorrow, and various human conditions, separating the lives of ordinary people from the reality of the world, like livestock in captivity, and the scope of the fence is
The boundaries of thought can never be crossed again.
"His destination."
The moment he stepped into the door, Zhong Wen's expression suddenly became serious, "It's Yin Luoshan."
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the three women in the room changed.
"Do you want……"
"Buzz!"
Just as Lin Xingyue was about to ask, a colorful spiritual light suddenly appeared above Zhong Wen's head, and the loud sound of the sword cracked the stone and penetrated the clouds, resounding in all directions.
"Tianque?"
Zhong Wen stared at Tian Que Jian in surprise, "What's wrong?"
"Buzz!"
Tian Que's sword trembled violently, and the sound of the sword's cry became louder and louder, revealing endless high-spirited fighting spirit.
A look of surprise flashed across Zhong Wen's face, and he slowly raised his right hand and grasped the hilt of the Tianque Sword.
Fight! Fight! Fight!
An indescribable fighting spirit surged out from the sword and went straight into his mind. It made his head buzz, his heart beat faster, and his blood boiled. It was as if he could feel the emotion of the sword. He wanted to rush out and find someone to have sex with him right away.
shelf.
Is it... a sword?
The Tianque Sword has experienced twelve thunder tribulations. Is there any other sword in the world that can arouse its fighting spirit?
Could it be...a Chaos Artifact?
After a simple communication of ideas, Zhong Wen had already made up his mind. He knew that Tian Que Jian had sensed a strong opponent, and he was eager to win. He couldn't wait to fight with him, and he secretly guessed.
If it were really a chaotic artifact, wouldn't it just be able to complete the mission of the "Xinhua Tibetan Scripture Pavilion"?
Thinking of this, Zhong Wen couldn't help but feel hot in his heart. He couldn't hold back his emotions any longer. He raised his head decisively and said, "I'll go out and I'll be back soon!"
After saying that, without waiting for the three women to reply, he turned around gracefully and strode out the door.
The moment he stepped out of the door, he seemed to remember something and suddenly closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, he flipped his right hand, and a ball of colored light slowly flew out from his palm, landed quietly on the ground, and disappeared in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, his figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.
…
"This, this is..."
Looking at the horrific scene in front of her, Qiyue's face turned pale, she lightly covered her lips with her small hands, and was speechless for a long time.
Corpse!
Densely packed, scattered and scattered, the corpses spread all the way to the end of sight!
The thick smell of blood hit their nostrils, and even though they were far apart, it still made the two women feel nauseous and almost want to vomit.
"What a cruel method!"
Yinli frowned and bit her lip lightly.
As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly appeared several hundred feet away, standing quietly amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, looking around and observing carefully.
This look surprised her even more.
I saw that these many corpses were all depleted of flesh and blood, their skin was wrinkled and clinging to their bones, and all their muscles and blood seemed to have disappeared. They looked miserable, horrifying, and shocking.
Who is it?
Even women and children are not spared, it is so heartless!
Just as she was furious, a slender figure suddenly came into view through the blood mist.
Yinli's pupils expanded sharply, his heart skipped a beat, and he instantly entered a state of full alert.
With her strength in the soul realm, she was completely unable to detect the other party's existence!
This chapter has been completed!