It’s like meeting friends, and the emotions are restrained in the heart.
Lu Ze's eyes were calm and his steps were equally calm.
Climb up the stone steps step by step.
Thousands of looks looked at him in fear, but Lu Ze seemed not to notice, and he repeated the process of raising his feet and stepping down with calm eyes.
Wan Ziyue stared at Lu Ze's footsteps without saying a word. His right hand hanging by his side was clenched into a fist, his eyes were cold.
When Lu Ze was halfway there, he suddenly stopped and looked down at the bracelet.
Communication tools, ghost whispers.
source……
【reed】.
Lu Ze stopped.
Wan Ziyue, who had already drafted all the words in his mind, felt extremely uncomfortable at this moment, his breath was disordered, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, looking at 20 meters away with cold eyes.
The boy put an earplug in his left ear and listened sideways, his eyes calm.
"Chief." This is a voice that makes people feel peaceful. The elegant voice can make people imagine a gentleman sitting on his knees by the river like a jade.
"Yeah." Lu Ze nodded lightly, as if the other party was facing him.
"Wei is willing to accept a crime, but I have a merciless request."
"But it doesn't matter." Lu Ze's voice was gentle.
"Wei, the leader of the wasteland, bends down to beg. For the last revenge of the forty-two people, please stay with Wei."
As soon as he said this, Lu Ze stood there and did not answer in time.
The two of them had a long conversation across thousands of miles apart.
"Wei bowed his head and worshiped again, begging the leader."
"Can."
Lu Ze answered softly with one word, then raised his head, looked at Wan Ziyue who was watching him from a distance attentively and seriously, and continued to climb the stairs.
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The distant Shencheng Fortress.
In a tea room, the handsome Wei was wearing a traditional neon martial arts uniform, his forehead raised from the back of his hand resting inside.
Turning his head, seeing the surprised look on the other side, Wei nodded calmly and said, "Mr. Hua, we can continue."
"reed……"
On the tatami, a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses and a navy blue suit was kneeling across from him.
At this moment, there was surprise on his face, but more of it was deep emotion, "You have never been so respectful in front of the leader."
"Everyone takes what he needs."
Wei's face was calm and noncommittal.
"If the leader hears this, he will be very angry." The man named Mr. Hua said with a smile.
"This meeting is a matter of life and death. There is no need to talk about whether we are angry or not."
Wei put his hands on his legs, kept his upper body straight, and said softly: "Mr. Hua, Wei still has some things to deal with. If there is nothing else, then I will send Mr. Hua on his way."
As elegant and decent as ever, at first glance it sounded like he was sending off a friend.
But if you think deeply about the content, if you notice the coldness on Mr. Hua's cheeks, and the cold murderous intent that suddenly blooms from Mr. Hua's body at this moment.
Then the meaning expressed by Wei is very clear.
"Wei Jun, I haven't seen you for a year, and you are even more charming than before."
"The world of mortals refines the heart, and things in the world are as they are." Wei lowered his eyes and replied quietly.
"The leader is very disappointed, but he was right. You are indeed an immature wolf." Mr. Hua's lips turned sarcastic, and he smiled while stroking his hands.
"You treat me like a countryman, and I should repay you as a countryman." Wei's answer was profound.
"Alas... I haven't seen you for a year, but you have become so arrogant after entering the Nine Realms." Mr. Hua sighed, picked up the sake in front of him, drank it all in one gulp, and put down the delicate wine glass.
"It's just that you are not the only war king in this world."
"The longer you stay in this realm, the more you feel the greatness of this world and the insignificance of yourself."
"So, when practicing martial arts, you must always have a humble heart... Haha."
The wine glass was put down, but Mr. Hua's figure still kept placing the wine glass and chatting happily.
However, six figures appeared in all directions around Wei, who was one meter away.
"It turned out to be the Art of Ghost Restriction and Six Paths. Congratulations to Mr. Hua." Wei raised his eyelids and showed a smile.
Six figures hit Wei instantly!
The whitecaps exploded, spreading out layer by layer, and the clouds rolled and surged.
The second floor of this antique cruise ship floating on the East China Sea was instantly rolled into ashes.
Mr. Hua jumped up high and stood in the air, with six afterimages around him intertwined and disillusioned.
The power of the King of War is undoubtedly revealed!
However, Mr. Hua took off the pair of sunglasses with some seriousness, revealing a intact right eye. As for the left eye, it was a black hole with a terrifying aura.
Because, at the moment of the impact, he could clearly see Wei's figure suddenly disappearing like a moon shadow in the water, like a dream, without a trace of fireworks.
Lifting weight seems to be light, and the sky is high and the clouds are pale.
"Shu Wei cannot agree with Mr. Hua on this point."
"I am relatively lucky. I have just stepped into the Nine Realms, and I deeply understand how big the world is and how small I am."
"So, since ten days ago, I warned myself to always be in awe."
The sword energy was like a red moon, and it rushed out from the bottom of the water in an instant, splitting the cruise ship into two halves.
Wei, who had the appearance of a dragon and a phoenix among men, carried the red demon Zhengzong that had not yet been unsheathed, and silently walked out of the disintegrating smoke.
"I had a drink with Mr. Hua today and had a great conversation. Please go on your way to Huangquan."
The thumb touched the blade, and the red demon Zhengzong unsheathed it solemnly.
A thin line appeared, and in an instant the black lines intertwined, and in an instant the red lines followed.
Thirty meters away, in Wei's hand, a famous sword was made of authentic brilliance, like a blazing red sun, shining on thousands of mountains and rivers.
After being taught by Lu Ze, Wei finally made further progress.
It shows the terrifying aura of Mr. Ling Hua finally changing his color.
"How can it be!"
Cut off the moonlight, cut off the clouds, and destroy the bubbles.
Taught by Nagyi Nakamura and taught by Lu Ze, this flow of dreams in the sky finally shines like a dream above the vast blue waves of the East China Sea at this moment.
Jiuxing versus Jiuxing, Wei had no scruples and released a terrifying aura that made Mr. Hua despair for a moment.
"All the karma between me and the leader will end with you. From now on, we will be strangers in the world."
"When we meet again, we are enemies, not friends."
The sky was full of sword light flashing.
The blade of the Red Demon's authentic sword is like blood, shining red, and is sheathed silently.
With the appearance of a celestial being, Wei held the scabbard in his left hand and took ten meters in a step, above the East China Sea, in a dangerous place where the dense fog obscured everything. He strode far away and disappeared between the sea and the sky.
Behind him, Mr. Hua stood in the air.
A red line first appeared from between the eyebrows and went straight to the crotch.
Then a very thin red line diagonally crossed the neck close to the corner of the eye and reached the side of the waist.
then……
Hundreds of red lines appeared densely.
No one knows that Mr. Hua, the secret son of Tiger Shark’s former leader, died silently here today.
No one knows where Wei Cong went after disappearing over the sea that day.
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"May I ask what your name is?"
Lu Ze stood in front of Wan Ziyue and spoke softly.
