"I'm not interested!" the goblin said helplessly, "men like you are rare. It's a pity that I don't like men."
Passing by Wenhua, the goblin ignored the shocked men and women around him. The man yelled in his heart that this was the right thing to do, while the woman was very jealous. Such a handsome man was actually rejected.
Wenhua wanted to talk again. After the goblin left, a dozen women who thought they were good-looking came forward and surrounded him.
"You think about me, I'm a vague student, and I can play the flute!"
"I'm a student of bodybuilding, and I'm the best at Guanyin and Lotus!"
"Go away, I was the one who came here first!" A woman roared, pushing away the other women, but was quickly knocked down by the other women and kicked out.
"I'm great at sex!" a voice shouted, "I can make you ascend to heaven!"
Wenhua focused all his attention on the goblin's retreating figure. He also felt that there was a slight aura around him, and he felt awe-inspiring in his heart: There are masters protecting the goblin!
A clever burst of energy shook the crowd away. Wenhua got out like a loach and quickly disappeared into the crowd, leaving everyone with a crazy look.
The goblin got into the Beetle, humming a song, saw Wenhua's smile in the rearview mirror, frowned and said: "I am a master, you can have sex with me, you are not overestimating your own abilities."
"Don't worry, I will definitely catch you!" Wenhua's voice rang in his ears, and the goblin's expression remained unchanged as he drove away.
Wen Hua crossed his arms and said with a faint smile: "It's interesting, I like it. Even if there is no Lei Feng, I will chase you, press you under me, and fuck you well."
Licking his lips, Wenhua walked to the Jingdong Building and arrived at the private club. The lobby manager came forward to greet him and said respectfully: "You are welcome at your door."
Wenhua said: "Is Mr. Jiang inside?"
The lobby manager lowered his head even further and replied: "Mr. Jiang has been here for half an hour."
In the dark corner of the corridor, in an inconspicuous room, from the large window of the room, I could see the bustling people downstairs. On a leather sofa, Mr. Jiang smoked a cigar and looked at the exterior scenery of Xijing City with interest.
He likes to do this. Every time he sees Xijing City, he has an emotion that he can't let go of. Only in this way can he be persuaded to stay here and wait for the opportunity.
Now the opportunity has come. The Panlong Society is in civil strife. If the group headed by Liao Tian and the group headed by Sang Gou come out to fight, both sides will definitely suffer losses. When the time comes, they will definitely gain more benefits.
"Mr. Jiang, you have the world in mind and your lofty ambitions are still as high as before. Xijing City is not yet yours!" Wenhua laughed loudly as he entered.
Mr. Jiang shook his head and said: "Wenhua, this is not the first time we have met, but it is the first time we have met formally. I will only ask once now, are you representing yourself or Yaowang Valley?"
Wenhua narrowed his eyes and said, "Is it important?"
Mr. Jiang nodded and said: "It is extremely important. If I represent Yaowang Valley, I will personally report to my ancestors that Yaowang Valley is preparing to join the world. If it is you personally, we can sit down and have a good talk."
Wen Hua's eyes changed, and then he smiled and said: "To be honest, I represent the Wen family, or I can do it personally."
"Please drink tea!" Mr. Jiang's eyes flashed and he said with satisfaction, "If you say you represent Yaowang Valley, I will kill you on the spot!"
The tone was very calm, but Wen Hua could feel the coldness in it, and his heart was shaking. He was secretly horrified at Mr. Jiang's true strength. This person's strength was probably a level higher than his own.
Only people of a certain level in terms of realm can influence the sanity of others.
"The mysterious treasure map is complete, but there is still a key missing. I wonder if Mr. Jiang can do anything about it?" Wenhua asked straight to the point.
Mr. Jiang smiled and said: "I don't have the key."
"But you have a clue." Wen Hua said solemnly, "To open the treasure, I only need one thing, how about you share the rest equally?"
"We?" Mr. Jiang looked at Wenhua with interest. Knowing that the other party was displeased, he said casually, "Without me, you can't even get in. Believe it or not?"
Wenhua said coldly: "Without us, you can't get in. It's too early to negotiate terms now. If you don't agree, how about our treasure depends on your personal ability?"
"Deal!" Mr. Jiang held Wen Hua's palm and chuckled, "I don't want to miss anything, especially any techniques or elixirs that can improve my martial arts."
Wen Hua raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "So you know it too."
"They all know, they just don't want you to know." Mr. Jiang looked at Wenhua thoughtfully and said with a smile, "Actually, you also know, but you are just pretending not to know, right?"
Wenhua was silent for a moment, laughed loudly, and said: "Mr. Jiang has a keen eye and can see through the game at a glance. It is really not easy. Xijing City, they are no match for you. In the end, Xijing City will still be under your rule."
under."
Mr. Jiang shook his head and said: "You don't need to touch me. I am self-aware. Under the halo of my ancestors, everyone must be honest. Even if it is your holy land and the holy master does not come out, don't look at the dragon veins that have touched Xijing City."
Wenhua's face suddenly changed drastically, and he could no longer keep calm. His eyes were changing, and he stared at Mr. Jiang, trying to see if he knew a lot. In the end, he was disappointed, because Mr. Jiang was very calm, so calm that it was scary, as if he had great power.
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"I don't know what you are talking about!" Wen Hua breathed a sigh of relief and said in a deep voice, "I just want the treasure."
"People die for money, and birds die for food. It is a matter of course. Yaowang Valley is one of the holy places. What is missing?" Mr. Jiang looked at the vast sky and sighed, "It lacks a breath of dragon's breath."
Wenhua finally couldn't bear it anymore and said in a cold voice: "Mr. Jiang knows too much, be careful about your own safety."
"Are you threatening me?" Mr. Jiang looked at Wenhua with stern eyes, his clothes moved automatically, and he was ready to take action at any time, showing his powerful ability and incomparable kills.
Wen Hua felt awe-struck in his heart and said with a dry smile: "What are you talking about? With his old man in charge of Xijing City, Yaowang Valley will abide by his promise."
Mr. Jiang nodded and said: "I hope so. The bloody war back then was too involved, and all the sects suffered heavy casualties. Now that they have regained their strength, they want to regain control of Xijing City, unless a second war is triggered."
Wenhua's expression changed one after another. Unexpectedly, Mr. Jiang knew a lot about the secret history of the past years, and he also learned the most important part. What is his identity? According to reports, he cannot be just a gangster in Xijing City.
In the eyes of Yaowanggu, the Huaqing Pavilion Panlong Club, the Qinglong Gang, and the local chickens and tile dogs make even the big families in the capital tremble when they hear the name of the Holy Land.
"I will report to the master. Yaowang Valley has always abided by the agreement and has not set foot in Xijing City. I am just a disciple of the outer sect and do not count, and it is also a private matter." Wenhua explained hurriedly, for fear of causing misunderstanding.
"Ancestor wants to see you." Mr. Jiang suddenly said something that made Wenhua almost fall.
Wen Hua was shocked and confused, and finally said with a wry smile: "It's too sudden. Does he really want to see me?"
Mr. Jiang stood up and said, "Not bad."
The place with the strongest dragon energy in Xijing City is Nantianmen. The so-called Nantianmen is just a city wall cast in ancient times. Xijing City was the ancient capital of thirteen dynasties and has unimaginable mystery.
During the war, the city wall was destroyed. The city walls you see today were all built later. The ruins of the real city wall are in the center of Xijing City, where the dragon energy is strongest.
In the corner of Xijing Park, a piece of land is circled, with a small villa on it, completely shrouded in towering trees.
In the hot summer, this place is full of coolness, rich spiritual energy, fragrant flowers and chirping birds, just like a fairyland.
Wen Hua was shocked and confused. He looked around and couldn't feel any breath, but it seemed like there was a stone pressing on his heart, which was difficult to get rid of.
The whole yard is like a small world, and the powerful power of heaven comes from a small wooden house in the lake. The wooden door is closed tightly, and it is completely unclear what is in the house.
A hunchbacked old man, with his back to the intersection, was sitting on the edge of the lake fishing like a log. Mr. Jiang stepped forward and said, "Brother, have you brought someone here?"
There was no strong aura at all, but when Wenhua saw the old man's back, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and looked at the old man in shock.
The old man turned around, his eyebrows and hair were white, his eyes were cloudy, and he said hoarsely: "Is he from Yaowang Valley?"
Wen Hua endured his injuries and stepped forward and said respectfully: "Senior, I wonder why the Holy King summoned you?"
The old man shook his head and said: "I am not a holy king. My ancestor has not returned home yet. Let me convey his wishes."
"What!" Wen Hua looked at the old man in shock. He saw many peerless masters in Yaowang Valley, but few of them thought of the abyss-like aura of the old man in front of him, like a vast ocean. Standing next to him, he felt his own
It is so small that only a few people in Yaowang Valley may be able to compare with it.
This man is actually not the most terrifying holy king in Xijing City! He is also the god and ancestor of Xijing City in Mr. Jiang’s mouth!
"The people of Yaowang Valley are too weak. I originally wanted to warn you Holy Land not to cause trouble in Xijing City. It seems that Yaowang Valley is self-aware and the disciples it sends are not qualified to disrupt the structure of Xijing City." The old man said.
Sighing, "Just go, there's no need to tell you anymore."
Wen Hua almost vomited blood, but did not get angry. Instead, he said respectfully: "Senior, I'm leaving now."
Mr. Jiang saw Wenhua out of the villa and turned back to the villa. Wenhua looked at the quiet villa, and cold sweat broke out from his back. The sweat only broke out after he left the door, soaking his clothes.
He is even more terrifying than the legend says. He is not even a god in Xijing City, but he has such terrifying cultivation. Wenhua cannot get enough of his cultivation, just like his own teacher.
"One day, Yaowang Valley will flatten this place and make you proud for a while!" Wenhua snorted coldly, turned and left. He felt that being in the early villa was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden. She was a disciple of the Holy Land after all, but still
I was shocked by the simple Feng Shui, especially the old man who fished.
"hateful!"
After falling in love with Cheng Ying, he was in a good mood. First he was laughed at by the goblin, and now he was frightened by the old man fishing. Wen Hua wanted to kill him, but he was too weak and could only endure it.
Looking up at the sky, Wen Hua murmured: "I must get something like that. Master said that if you get something like a treasure, it is possible to become the best in the world."
Just as Wenhua was leaving, the old fishing man and Mr. Jiang sat opposite each other. Mr. Jiang took out the bait, put it on the hook, and threw it into the lake.
The two then sat side by side without saying a word, but the spiritual energy between heaven and earth continued to condense on the two of them, changing in different ways, like two tigers entrenched by the lake.
