Chapter 179 Huang Shang said: Longevity is the most sharp martial arts

"I'm not kidding."

Tan Jiru's smile became deeper and more feminine. He caught a snowflake and put it beside his mouth to breathe. He was very strange and stretched his hand in front of Wang Ce.

The snowflakes melted in the palm of your hand in a flash.

What warning was Tan Jirushi hinting about? Wang Ce's heart skipped a beat.

Tan Jiru didn't look at Wang Ce, but it seemed that he was in his eyes and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "I'm not kidding, this is the biggest joke."

Wang Ce's hair exploded like wheat. His feeling was right. Tan Jiru was just an unfathomable guy who easily played with him. If this person was an enemy, it would be a very terrible thing.

Wang Ce suddenly said happily: "Sir, I heard that you are only over fifty years old. Why do everyone say that you will retire in a few years? As far as I know, the oldest age for an official to retire is seventy."

"When people get old, they are not energetic, it's time to leave it to the young people." Tan Jiru is farting. Will Guiyuan Wu Zun be incompetent? Just talk nonsense.

Wang Ce was unwilling to give up, his eyes moved and said with a smile: "So, the adults were attacked on their way back to Beijing a few days ago. I wonder if he went to Pingyuan Prefecture to mobilize the army and secretly rush to the Northwest Prefecture to aid the West Liang Army in one fell swoop?"

Tan Ji Ru chuckled femininely: "I went to the capital by the way and brought the news back to the royal family."

Tan Ji Ru is considered to be ruthless and you are experienced. Wang Ce was disappointed. It seems that he couldn't find the place again, so he didn't need to find abuse again. If people live for a long time, they just take advantage of it.

Tan Ji Ru calmly said: "Remember my words. Sometimes, you will find it useful."

"Also, Zhu Xiangru will be the next commander of the Northern Yai. You will be the next commander of the Southern Yai. The two yamen have always been disagreement, and a great war is imminent. Your Majesty needs a harmonious two yamen."

Wang Ce watched Tan Jiru leave, chewing this sentence patiently, feeling a vague feeling that it seemed to have a different flavor, thinking about it thoughtfully for a while.

Lao Gu, what do you mean?

Lao Gu, you made me become a commander in three to five years. Is it because you know that something will happen? So I was telling me that Ji Ru left office and went up, trying to push me to the throne of commander?

Wang Ce vaguely guessed that it was the emperor who asked him to get engaged to a big-breasted girl from Duan Qizhen's position for more than half a year.

The engagement was to allow him to successfully pass from the Southern Ya to the Northern Yai family with the power of his children and future father-in-law.

The emperor probably didn't expect that I would do it better than he thought, and the conflicts intensified too quickly. He had to make some plans in advance and let me hurriedly transition to the Beiya. Wang Ce laughed at himself.

The two future leaders of the yamen are one of the father-in-law and the other are son-in-law. Do you think you dare to be a son-in-law and have a try? Your wife will definitely make you kneel on the main board.

If Wang Ce had a little further away, after ten years of business, he would have fallen on him.

Wang Ce could not think of where the emperor had murdered him except for his pampering?

"It seems that's not bad. More than ten years later, it's equivalent to the merger of the CIA and the Investigation Bureau, which seems to be very majestic. Maybe, there's really no need to run away."

Wang Ce scratched his head in wonder.

At this moment, the roar like a bolt from the blue vibrates: "Tang Wuqing, come out and speak."

Wang Ce's eyes changed, and he kept rushing to the city wall, rushing to the city wall, and suddenly saw the emperor and others walking up the city wall.

Finally here.

Tang Zhengyue was coldly floating in the air not far from the city wall, unwilling to be outdone: "Tang Wuqing, you have no chance. Look."

The 10,000 elite troops led by Governor Hao of Dajiang Prefecture kept waving in the wind and snow. A group of masters led by the two Wuzongs of the Xia family, as well as two Wuzongs of each of the Dongning Dashi.

The leader is the three major Wushu Sects of the royal family eyeing each other.

The nine Wuzong combined are even enough to defeat a Wu Emperor.

All the five thousand soldiers of the Imperial Guard felt that the chrysanthemums were tightened. This... was Wuzong. At that level of battle, they were not even considered a scumbag.

They were fighter heavy bombers among warriors, they were infantry with short legs and no anti-aircraft artillery. They were high-tech troops in the 21st century, and they were cold weapons troops in the 18th century.

This is not in the same plane, how can I fight?

Several families of the Beiwu Army came over solemnly: "Sir! What should I do?"

"Old Hu, hey, I said that back then, I can't say it." Wang Ce laughed at a Baihu. This Hu Baihu was the one who was ordered to block the road in Beizhen. He was very embarrassed when he remembered the jokes at that time.

"Don't pay attention, just be prepared." Wang Ce smiled happily. If the Beiwu Army was about to fight, it would be the time for him to run away.

The emperor looked cold: "No need to say it, I will definitely not surrender to you rebels in the royal family."

Tang Zheng let out a sneer: "Okay, your bones are hard enough. I want to see if it is your bones or my fists."

"cut!"

A corner of the city wall was cut and fell down with a bang. Wang Ce was creepy and cursed and used a thousand pounds to hold it in a violent vibration.

Under the city wall, Tang Zhengyue spread his arms and his energy exploded. In an instant, a ripples were faintly shaking with him as the center for several miles, as if a strong wind was sweeping over.

A sharp roar was soaring to the sky: "Tang Wuqing, take a move!"

The emperor's face was cold and his eyes moved slightly. Cao Wuzong took a step forward, but seemed to appear in front of Tang Zhengyue suddenly, and a seemingly ordinary punch was blown out in the chest.

"Good come." Tang Zhengyue fisted with a terrifying burst of fists, and a terrifying explosion that almost exploded his ears. The aftermath actually tore a gap between the two.

Wang Ce swallowed, "Is this a human or a monster?" I looked left and right and up and down, but I didn't wear underwear outside. This... in ancient times, it was probably a god who ascended to the sky.

Tang Zhengyao on the opposite side frowned slightly, his eyes fixed on the Xia family and the people of Dongning Dashi, and said calmly: "Since you are here, you can't watch the show on the side. You can take action and we will fulfill our promise."

Dang Wenjie and Yang Qi looked at each other, and looked at each other with the two Wuzongs of the world, Guo Yuan and Ni Tianxin, and nodded secretly. Yang Qi and Ni Tianxin jumped forward first and attacked Cao Wuzong.

However, another Wuzong in the Da Neibaku jumped out, fighting against three, and was not at a disadvantage for a while.

Good-looking, good-looking. What is Hollywood? This is a super blockbuster. Wang Ce happily put a stem of grass into a gourd, and drank herbal tea happily. His whole body was cold and he screamed with a secret sound.

"I am also a martial master, and some people are just not good at it." Wang Ce sighed in an old aura, saying as if he was the Emperor of Martial Arts. Zhu Haitang and others stared at each other with big eyes.

Zhu Haitang couldn't help but refute: "I'll talk about it when you can beat the master of Gangqi."

Wang Ce looked depressed. Could it be that if my buddy killed Wu Zun, will I tell you? Do you have two feelings to announce that you will surprise everyone in the world? My brother has always been low-key, always low-key.

Wang Ce was angry. He hated the most about the masters of deification. They lived longer than turtles, and now that Wu Zun was walking around, Wu Zong was not as good as a dog, and he stepped on his own Gangfeng Realm.

Huang Shang said it too reasonably. The most sharp martial arts in the world is that it has a long life. If you can't defeat the enemy, you have to live longer than the enemy.

"Wang Ce is here?"

On a snow-covered mountain not far from the county town, a gray-dressed man looked at the city wall. The distance was too far, and even with his eyes, he couldn't see it in detail.

Another middle-aged man stood on the dead branches on the treetops and swayed in the wind: "Brother Xiao, the news about my Beiming Sect is not as good as that of the two yamen, so this is not wrong."

"In a blink of an eye, it's been seventeen years." Brother Xiao showed a complicated look, and his faint voice couldn't suppress his excitement: "Since I learned about the whereabouts of this child a year ago, I have always wanted to come to find him. However, there are many acquaintances here in the capital, and I am afraid that I will harm him when I come."

The man from Beiming Sect was sad and patted his shoulder without saying a word: "Brother Xiao, don't blame yourself. It has not been easy for everyone for seventeen years. It is not another kind of hardship for you to hide in my Beiming Sect for seventeen years."

"You are alive, and you are alive, so the Northern Tang Dynasty will be afraid of you and will save Xiao Ce's life."

Brother Xiao was a little bitter, this was just a comfort. How could Bei Tang be afraid of the remnants of the people who were hiding from the crowd: "This time the royal family is determined to take his life, but this time I have to come. Even if I fight for danger, I will save him."

The man from Beiming Sect said, "Why? He is Tang Wuqing's nephew. Then again, the half-imperial soul last time was probably invited by Tang Wuqing to protect him. Otherwise, it would not make sense."

"It doesn't make sense. I always think it was not invited by Tang Wuqing." Brother Xiao frowned. Can the half-emperor soul be able to be moved? No, your cultivation level is a little short, so he is impatient to take action if you ask the half-emperor soul to kill you.

"No, that would make sense. Judging from the news about my Beiming Sect, it seems that someone around Wang Ce is secretly protecting him? You must not be yours?" The Beiming Sect's expression of seeing a guest from the sky.

"You don't know that when the royal family was determined to kill us, there were only five of us who escaped. Lao Shi and the others would either go to investigate Lu Bancheng or do something else, leaving me here to check the whereabouts of the child."

Brother Xiao doubted Congsheng: "I only knew the whereabouts of Wang Ce, a child, a year ago. How can I protect him and take care of him?"

"Will that child be gone? Could it be that the royal family deliberately set a trap to attract you..." The man from Beiming Sect knew that as soon as he said something..., because Wang Ce and the Northern Tang Dynasty were in chaos, and they still had a trap?

With the brains of the royal family, they must not have such advanced ideas. Otherwise, the world would have been in harmony for a long time.

The man from Beiming Sect clasped his fists and smiled bitterly: "Brother Xiao, I'm going back now. I can't help with this matter. My Beiming Sect has always been in the territory of the Northern Tang Dynasty."

"I have already been hiding with you for seventeen years." Brother Xiao in gray thanked me solemnly.

The man from Beiming Sect smiled and turned around and quietly fled. Brother Xiao was left silently and flew: "There is really someone around this child? Who is it? Is it good intentions or... malicious?"
Chapter completed!