Everyone present fell silent and looked at Liu Hong secretly with ambiguous expressions. For such a beautiful woman to spend several days with a young and energetic boy in a cave, it was hard to avoid making people think.
Qian Tianlong looked at Liu Hong and said: "Hong'er..."
Liu Hong said lightly: "The pure will become pure, and the turbid will become turbid. Wang Teng has saved me many times, and he is indeed very kind to me. But there has never been any ambiguity between me and him. Whether you believe it or not, I don't want to Say more."
When Qian Tianlong met this time, he felt that the distance between him and Liu Hong had suddenly become very far away, and he seemed to have a vague understanding now. But after hearing Liu Hong's words, he had no reason to refute, so he only smiled and said: "Hong Son, I believe you."
"Yeah." Liu Hong said.
Fusu coughed and said with a smile: "Brother Tianlong and Liu Hong have known each other since childhood. They are childhood sweethearts and have a deep relationship that ordinary people cannot break up. I am not saying this intentionally to provoke, please don't misunderstand Miss Liu."
Liu Hong said nothing.
Fusu added: "It is said that after receiving two palms from me that day, Wang Teng fell into a coma and was rescued by Miss Liu. What I want to ask is exactly where Wang Teng is and whether Miss Liu can tell me."
Liu Hong said: "I saved him just to repay my kindness. After he woke up, he left as soon as possible. I don't know where he is now." He glanced at him again and said: "Anyway, you are on the Longmen battlefield. Issue a wanted order to pursue him. With the influence of your country, as soon as Wang Teng shows up, he will definitely not be able to escape, so why bother asking me again." His tone was calm, but there was a hint of rudeness.
Seeing that he had hit a soft nail, Fusu didn't care and said with a smile: "I'm just asking casually. It doesn't matter that Miss Liu doesn't know. Let's drink."
After everyone drank a few glasses of wine, they started talking again.
Qian Tianlong smiled and said: "There are only a few days until the finals of the Dragon Gate War. With Brother Fusu's strength, it is easy to enter the seven holy academies. I wonder which one do you want to enter, Brother Fusu?"
Fusu smiled modestly and said: "The seven holy monasteries have different inheritances. If you learn any of them, you will have the capital to enter the mainland. As long as you can be as good as the door and wall, you are lucky. As for the others, I don't dare to think about it."
"That's right." Qian Tianlong sighed and nodded. Although the people of the three empires and the Seven Holy Courts, even he felt that they were out of reach. He smiled and said: "It seems that I will have to learn a lot when the time comes. Fusu Brother's infinite dragon energy, I just hope that you can show some mercy when the time comes."
Fusu smiled and said: "Brother Tianlong is polite, he is profound in mystical skills, and is one of the top masters in all countries. It should be Brother Tianlong who will show mercy when the time comes."
Then he turned around and said, "I dare not underestimate Miss Ji Pun's "Ten Thousand Poisons Luoyin Palm"."
Ji Xun smiled faintly and said: "How can my mere hereticism compare with the orthodox Xuan Kung of these two brothers?"
"Hey, you are quite self-aware. The Ten Thousand Poison Luoyin Palm, you can tell from the name that it is an evil technique. Be careful that one day you will practice it to death." Qian Tianlong sneered. The other party's skills are not from the inherited martial arts of the Great Zhou Empire. Outsiders have no idea where she studied. It is very mysterious.
But he was very disdainful.
Ji Xun sneered and said: "Don't worry, I won't die until I kill enough of the Ming Dynasty's talents."
Qian Tianlong slapped the table and shouted angrily, "You..." The other party opened his mouth and stopped, wanting to kill him, the master of the Ming Dynasty, and completely ignore him.
He said coldly: "We finally got together, and just drinking wine would be too monotonous. How about doing something else to add to the fun?"
Fusu frowned and said, "Oh?"
Qian Tianlong said angrily: "Miss Ji Pun, you keep saying that you can't get along with me, Da Ming, so I'm going to ask for advice. Look at how far she has practiced her "Ten Thousand Poisons Luoyin Palm"."
"Pretend I'm afraid of you." Ji Xun stood up.
Fusu smiled bitterly and said: "I proposed this gathering. If the two of us fight and any one of us is injured, I will have a bad conscience. Besides, in a few days, the selection competition will start. If you want to compete, when the time comes, Wouldn't it be better to fight vigorously?"
Qian Tianlong couldn't refute his words, so he looked gentle and said: "It's okay if I don't take action, but today our country's needs are longer than those of Great Monday."
Ji Xun sneered and said, "What tricks do you want to play?"
Qian Tianlong said: "I heard that the Great Zhou Dynasty is full of talents, so I will send a player to challenge anyone from your country. If I beat you, I will swear not to kill anyone from the Ming Dynasty without any reason."
Ji Xing said: "On the contrary."
Qian Tianlong hesitated for a moment and said, "I can agree to any of your requests."
Ji Xing smiled lightly and said: "Okay, if you lose, I will ask you to shout: "I am a mangy dog" three times. It must be loud."
Everyone around burst into laughter.
Qian Tianlong's face turned pale and he said, "Are you... too cruel?"
Ji Xing smiled and said: "This is a bet you set up yourself. If you can't afford it, you can take it back."
Qian Tianlong had long been angry with her and couldn't swallow it. He said: "Okay, I'll make a bet with you." He turned around and said: "Mingyi, come out and play with the people of Zhou State."
"Yes." Behind him, a man walked out.
This man was about twenty-five or six years old, short in stature, with a mole on his face, and a little fat. At first glance, he didn't look like a martial arts student at all, but looked like a well-oiled rich man's housekeeper.
Ji Xun frowned and said, "This is not from your Ming Dynasty..." She knew very well about Ming Ming's masters.
Qian Tianlong smiled and said: "This dear friend is the talent I met a few days ago."
Ji Xingzhi knew that the three empire trees were very popular and often attracted some strange people to join him. After taking a closer look, he saw that this short man was really ordinary and nothing special, so he turned around and said: "Zhao Xiong, go meet him." .”
"Yes." A man dressed as a guard held up his hands and strode over.
Qian Tianlong's pupils shrank and said: "Miss Ji, you are really cautious enough. You even sent the second master of your country." He knew very well that Zhao Xiong's strength had reached the seventh level of the Martial King Realm. Compared with them, For the three of them, the difference is not too far apart.
Ji Xun smiled lightly and said, "Since it's a competition, it's natural to go all out."
Qian Tianlong glanced at Mingyi vaguely, as if asking him if he was sure.
Mingyi nodded slightly.
Qian Tianlong's confidence greatly increased and he smiled and said: "Okay, you have to win glory for my Ming Dynasty."
Mingyi accepted the order and said to Zhao Xiong: "Please enlighten me." His short body was a bit out of proportion in front of Zhao Xiong's tall stature, but he had a feeling of being as solid as a rock.
"Watch the move." Zhao Xiong didn't pay much attention to him. He shouted, huffing and puffing, and slapped three palms, causing waves of air to surge and the air to bang.
In an instant, Mingyi moved three or four meters sideways, avoiding everyone! No one expected that his speed would be so fast, and most people let out a light "Eh".
Zhao Kun's attack accelerated, and in an instant, afterimages of fists, palms, and fingers appeared all over the sky, wrapping up the opponent like a violent storm. He is worthy of being a master at the seventh level of the Martial King Realm. He is as powerful as a tiger or a wolf, with a formidable momentum and well-organized moves.
, one link after another, flowing like clouds and flowing water.
However, Mingyi only relied on his clever body skills to dodge all of Zhao Xiong's intensive attacks. After thirty attacks, Zhao Xiong didn't even touch a corner of his clothes.
The elites from all over the world couldn't help but secretly look at each other, slightly shocked.
