News of the battle in Kunlun City quickly spread to the outside world, and all forces on the earth were shaken by it.
The expeditionary force headquarters was even more furious after learning the result of the Kunlun Battle.
In the battle of Kunlun City, among the 12 battalions that invaded Kunlun and a total of 27 god-kings, he was the only god-king to survive.
Shen Hui seemed to have used up all his luck when he saved his life in Kunlun City and was released by Lin Bei.
When he conveyed the news of the Battle of Kunlun to the expeditionary force headquarters, he was directly shot to death by the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force in a rage.
"Kunlun must be slaughtered!"
On that day, an angry voice came from the expeditionary force headquarters.
Just when many expeditionary forces thought that the headquarters was about to issue an order to consolidate their forces and massacre Kunlun City, they discovered that the order from the headquarters had not yet been received.
However, those with a keen sense of smell can smell an unusual smell, as if a huge storm is brewing.
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Kunlun City.
The war is over.
Ming Kunzi, Yongwan, Meng Wu, Hou Tian, Taishu Mao, and the five god kings left one after another with confusion and shock after Lin Bei asked them to speak.
Xu Qing, Zhuo Yuanwu, He Weiran and others did not immediately reminisce with Lin Bei. Instead, they entered the outside of the city and began to clean up the battlefield.
In this battle, Lin Bei killed many true gods. Most of the true gods' magical weapons fell to the ground along with their corpses. This was a huge fortune.
Of course, Lin Bei collected all the corpses of god kings in foreign lands and gave them all to the Blood Soul Tree, so that the Blood Soul Tree could feast and absorb them.
In the process of cleaning the battlefield, He Weiran and Feng Surou, not far apart, were both searching for magic weapons.
During this period, He Weiran raised his head several times and looked at Feng Surou's figure, and Feng Surou also looked sideways several times in He Weiran's direction.
However, the two had a "tacit understanding" and missed each other's eyes.
Neither of them realized that the other party had ever looked at him.
After He Weiran picked up a magic weapon, he touched his nose and took the initiative to move closer to Feng Surou.
Seeing that Feng Surou didn't seem to have any reaction, He Weiran finally couldn't help it anymore: "Oh, damn, crazy girl, I can't hold it in anymore."
After saying that, after noticing Feng Surou's cold eyes looking at him, He Weiran's face was slightly happy, had he finally noticed him?
However, He Weiran immediately realized that he had not finished what he had just said, and such a pause in the middle seemed to easily create ambiguity.
No wonder Feng Surou looked at her as if something was wrong.
"Crazy girl, you..." He Weiran spoke again.
Feng Surou's surname is Feng, and she is several dozen years younger than He Weiran, so He Weiran used to often call Feng Surou Feng Yatou.
But, later, He Weiran discovered that Feng Surou's temper became more and more aggressive and fiery as her strength grew.
Moreover, for a period of time, I always wanted to fight with him, and I lost and lost again and again. The most important thing was that when I started fighting, I was extremely crazy, as if I was not sparring, but in a life-and-death showdown.
This is what made He Weiran change the name of Feng Surou to "crazy girl".
However, when he calls her like this, Feng Surou will get angry.
This time, Feng Surou is still like this.
Before He Weiran finished speaking, Feng Surou spoke, with anger in her voice and cold eyes, staring at He Weiran: "He Weiran, if you dare to call me that again, don't blame the sword in my hand.
I don’t recognize you as a seriously injured person.”
"Also, if you can't hold it in any longer, just go and solve it yourself. Don't make a fuss about it. It's embarrassing."
Feng Surou snorted coldly.
He turned his head and no longer looked at He Weiran.
He Weiran's face froze.
The old face turned red.
Damn... I paused for that sentence, it didn't mean what you thought.
No, if this is not explained clearly, will the old man’s reputation be lost?
He Weiran did not continue to clean the battlefield or search for magic weapons, but went straight to Feng Surou and explained: "Feng Surou, what I just said didn't mean that I couldn't hold it in any longer..."
"No, I'm explaining what this thing is for. I want to ask you. When I was about to self-destruct, you yelled at me, as if you wanted to say something to me, but you didn't finish it. What do you want to say?
What is it?"
He Weiran asked.
Feng Surou also stopped searching for the magic weapon, raised her head and looked at He Weiran who came in front of her.
The corner of Feng Surou's mouth moved slightly: "What about you? Before you blew yourself up, didn't you say something like 'Feng Surou, remember this for the old man, I...', what was the unfinished words behind me?"
"
He Weiran's old face once again showed a look of embarrassment.
"Speak first." He Weiran said.
Feng Surou looked directly at He Weiran and refused to give in: "You speak first."
"Feng Surou, I'm older than you, dozens of years older. I respect the old and love the young. Do you understand? You say it first!"
He Weiran was thick-skinned and said directly.
Anyway, he looks like an old man, but Feng Surou still has charm. Although he is not as beautiful as a fairy, he has been able to cultivate to the realm of a true god. He has a temperament that is incomparable to ordinary people. In addition, his appearance is not that good.
Even if she is vulgar, she can be regarded as a beautiful woman.
Whether in terms of age or appearance, He Weiran can indeed be regarded as Feng Surou's elder.
"I love to talk but don't talk."
Feng Surou didn't take He Weiran's advice at all, so she turned around and left.
"If you don't tell me, how can I speak, old man?"
He Weiran looked at Feng Surou's back as he turned away, with a very troubled expression on his face. He reached out and scratched his head, not asking clearly what Feng Surou wanted to say when he blew himself up. He Weiran's heart was scratching like a cat's claws.
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Nothing feels good.
"This show is really unpleasant to watch."
However, at this moment, a slightly dissatisfied voice sounded in He Weiran's ears.
"It's hard to say anything, so just do it. Pick her up, carry her on your shoulders, take her home, and wait for the raw rice to be cooked. Are you afraid that she won't obey?"
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"Who?" He Weiran was surprised.
He seemed to feel that the voice seemed familiar, but for a moment, he couldn't remember whose voice it was.
However, at this moment, He Weiran suddenly felt as if he was being thrown away by a force that he could not resist, but which was harmless.
At this moment, Feng Surou was also affected by a mysterious force.
"Boom!"
The next moment.
He Weiran threw himself on Feng Surou and threw Feng Surou to the ground.
The two of them looked at each other.
He Weiran's expression suddenly froze.
He wanted to say that it wasn't him, it really wasn't him. He didn't know why he flew over inexplicably and knocked Feng Surou down by coincidence.
However, before He Weiran could speak, Feng Surou let out an angry scream.
The next moment.
He Weiran flew out again.
So, in the next time, everyone saw a scene that made people laugh and cry.
The most senior warrior in China, He Weiran, who is in the late stage of True God, is being chased by a woman.
"Damn it, don't let me know who is secretly framing me, or else..." He Weiran roared, but before he finished speaking, He Weiran let out a weird scream and dodged a hand from Feng Surou.
Sword, run away quickly.
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"Old Hei, you have tricked Mr. He this time."
How could Lin Bei not know that what just happened was caused by the big black dog.
Even now, the big black dog is still "extremely well-behaved" lying on his shoulder, motionless, like a well-behaved puppy.
But Lin Bei could clearly feel a trace of the big black dog's emotions. It was watching a show, and it seemed to be quite interesting.
"Not me."
"Boy, it's against the law to falsely accuse a dog. Do you know that?"
The big black dog doesn't admit it.
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Happy New Year's Eve to everyone.
During the Spring Festival tomorrow, I will arrange for my wife and children to have a hot kang, so that Lin Bei can celebrate the New Year happily together.
