Zhou Xing nodded.

"However, there is a 50% chance that the vintage of the Selangor will be reduced."

Zi Nu didn't care about this, she said urgently:

"Just give it a try."

"Okay, but we have to wait until early tomorrow morning."

"no problem."

After that, the scene calmed down and there seemed to be no other topics to talk about.

Zhou Xing hesitated for a moment, then took out another Sumeru stone and stuffed it into the opponent's hand.

This is a unique ritual between the two of them.

Behind Zi Nu are the forces of the previous dynasty. Having a good relationship with them will help spread the Dao Sect to the other party's forces.

The Marquis said calmly: "Since you don't abide by the rules, why should I abide by the rules?"

He said word for word: "Kill everyone on the spot!"

The officer's face changed drastically, and he screamed: "I surrender, I am willing to provide evidence, I..."

His voice stopped suddenly.

The Marquis curled his fingers.

A golden sword light cut off his head.

The headless corpse fell down, blood spurting three feet away.

Then, the gunshots continued.

All those involved in the mass civil unrest, whether soldiers or officers, were shot dead on the spot.

Of more than 300 people, no one survived!

Next is Zhou Xing's old acquaintance, Han Wuying, who has been with him for a long time, the ninth person in Qingyun. He has a handsome face, elegant and calm demeanor, dressed in moon-white clothes, and holding a folding fan that has been with him for a long time.

Standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

Then there is Shi Cangjin, the thirtieth in Qingyun, the eldest son of the domineering Shi family in Wenwu Prefecture. He has a rough and thick face, hard and dark skin. He is about the same age as Zhou Xing, but he has an old-fashioned face.

The gray iron-colored beard and hair like a lion's mane on his head looked like a weather-beaten tramp. He was wrapped in a simple cotton robe and coarse clothes, carrying a thick brush on his back, and was flipping through the latest issues of calligraphy and painting magazines.

Finally, there was Tang Wulian who had been waiting in front of the elevator door for a long time. His long, dry grass-colored hair fell as smoothly as water to the mouth of the scroll, his pair of ice-blue eyes were dimly flashing, and his face was as gentle and elegant as blue and white porcelain.

, he always maintains a smiling expression, as if all the worries in the world cannot linger in his heart for a moment, this is really a fairy figure.

But this is such a fairy figure who seems to be calm and gentle, but he sits in a wheelchair all year round. He is a sick man. He has been very seriously ill since childhood. At that time, his whole body was frozen and stiff, like a vegetative state.

Generally, he cannot move, he can only speak, and even his head can only be turned with the help of others.

It is said that this is a vicious curse. Before Tang Wulian was born, his parents offended a certain big shot. That big shot cursed Tang Wulian while he was still in the womb, cursing him to have many misfortunes in his life.

But he was weak, so Tang Wulian was a hopeless person when he was born. No matter how many spellcasters his parents found, it was of no use. They could not break the curse. Some spellcasters once said that this curse could only be lifted by Tang Wulian.

Wu Lian breaks it by himself and improves his realm step by step. The power of the curse will be eliminated bit by bit until it is completely eliminated.

Although the current homeland of the Great Zhou Emperor is vast, there are so many gods that the incense has long been divided up.

Zhou Xing had to find another way to repair his divine core.

Zi Nu didn't know what to say for a moment, she held the Sumeru Stone in both hands and pinched it.

She didn't know why Zhou Xing was so nice to her, maybe he had another purpose.

But she was still a little moved in her heart.

In this world, it is a blessing to have one more person who treats you well.

No matter what the purpose is, as long as it does not harm yourself, it is enough.

"Thanks."

Zi Nu said softly, with a bright smile.

Shang Rong watched this scene from the side and sighed in her heart. She didn't want Zi Nu to have too much contact with such things as children's love.

But Zhou Xing saved her, so she had to pretend not to see it.

At this time, the golden crow rose in the east, and a little glow illuminated the sky.

The rays of light shone on the bodies of the girls, making them look a little out of the dust.

Marquis Wu Qingxi has always been famous for his "gentleness". Who would have thought that at this moment, he would be so cruel and cruel!

The secret agents of the Secret Service looked at this bloody scene, and their faces were all pale. Some of them even had their legs trembling crazily.

At this time, the two helicopters had flown overhead and were hovering in the sky, not daring to land.

The Marquis snapped his fingers.

Sang Yun said loudly: "According to military control regulations, all military regions have the right to shoot down unidentified objects flying into the airspace after warnings are invalid. Please surrender immediately within ten seconds, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences. Ten, nine,

eight……"

"This is a secret service helicopter," said Hanrichon angrily.

The Marquis shrugged his shoulders: "Sorry, the command tower has not received any communication signals. There is no evidence to prove that this is an aircraft directly under your bureau."

At this time, Sang Yun had counted to "four".

Henrison hissed: "Land, land now!"

At this time, Sang Yun had counted to "one"

But this is not easy. Tang Wulian cannot move his limbs and can only practice Qi. However, the power of the curse in his body is powerful and is constantly eroding Tang Wulian's life. Once the power of the curse spreads throughout his body, he will die suddenly, so Tang Wulian

The pitiful parents could only instill their own Qi into him regularly for resistance. Even if it was as pure and massive as the gods, it could not resist for too long, and the Qi was eaten away and dissipated.

And with such conditions, how can we talk about opening up the path of spiritual practice?

But Tang Wulian was weak in body, but he was a strong and tenacious man in his heart. He braved the erosion of the evil curse and went upstream step by step. Starting from the desperate negative numbers of others, he overcame thousands of setbacks and difficulties step by step.

He has reached a level that is inferior to that of mortals and has ascended to the realm of heavenly beings, which is admired by the whole world. Now he has overcome most of the curse. Except that his legs are still unable to walk for a long time, he is no longer much different from a normal person.

It is said that because of him, the Tang family of Tianluo added the awakening admonition of "a gentleman has no mercy, and a cripple is not useless" in the general outline of the clan treasure book, in order to inform and inherit Tang Wulian's rock-like indomitable spirit.

Then, Zhou Xing arranged a room for Zi Nu and Shang Rong and stayed in it temporarily.

"one"

The god of death swung his sickle!

The psychic warrior seemed to pull the trigger reflexively.

But at this time...

"Wait a minute." A shout came from the spy behind him.

Henrison yelled: "You want..."

His voice stopped suddenly.

His whole body was tightly controlled by several spies, and at the same time, the sword flashed...

Henrison's hand holding the controller broke.

The controller fell to the ground and was crushed to pieces by a foot.

Henryson was going crazy. He shouted: "What have you done! Damn it!"

A secret agent said angrily: "You are the one seeking death! Hanlison, if you die, your family will get enough compensation. But for us, we will die in vain, and maybe we will be detained as a member of the "Big Home, Big Home"

'The crime! For your own benefit, we will not take the lives of everyone else."

Henryson was furious: "I'm the director!"

"Not anymore."

As for himself, he continued to practice cave spear skills and thoughts of gods and demons.

By the way, I also practiced the Mountain Shaking Fist.

This is a spiritual skill, not advanced, not too bad, and easy to get started with.

In less than an hour, Zhou Xing had practiced it to a small degree.

"Ho!"

Zhou Xing's qi and blood burst out, and he punched out with a sound like thunder.

A stone pile in the distance was directly blasted into rubble.

"It's not bad. It makes up for the shortcomings of close combat."

Governor Zhou breathed a sigh of relief.

The eyes are very satisfied.

"Would you be interested in a fight?"
To be continued...