The fifty-fifth chapter
In the west of Dong Xuan's land, there is an ancient city, which is under the jurisdiction of the Suzaku Empire and is called 'Fire Phoenix City'.
The city is not large in size, and the resident population is only over three million. However, because the city has three first-class cities and towns, it attracts many masters.
In the center of Huofeng City, there is a tower that is as high as 100 feet and simple.
There are no plaques outside this building, and occasionally there are people coming in and out. Only those who know the origin of this building will pass the fearful look.
In the building.
Witched in a red dress, standing in front of an old man, his face was reddish and whispered: "Grandpa, I lost my hand."
The old man showed a faint smile and looked at the Wu Ma Wind Bell: "What happened?"
"That guy entered the dragon prison of the Bauhinia Dragon Valley. I waited for a long ti, but I didn't see anyone coming out. Later I was accidentally discovered by an eighth-order dragon. I fled the Bauhinia Dragon Valley, when I sneaked again. At the ti, I learned that they have left the Dragon Valley..."
The old man smiled and said: "You just don't have enough experience. With your skill, even if it is the top ten of the Dragon List, you may not be able to kill it. Go..."
"Grandpa, I..."
The Witcher Wind Chi is awkward: "I lost the other side's whereabouts..."
Just then, a purple figure suddenly appeared out of thin air between the two, this is a girl who looks like the age of seventeen or eight.
On her feet, she wore a pair of small boots that were sewn in a demon skin. She was slender, with a goose-faced face and a white-skinned complexion. She had a mischievous smile on her face. After seeing the wind chis, she laughed and said: "Sister, your mission failed. Yet!"
The Witcher Wind Chis are a bit ugly, "Your stealth technique is refined."
The old man looked at the girl in purple and smiled and said: "Luer, what are you doing here?"
Zhou Ninglu smiled and said: "I have already passed the third level of the Emperor's Building, I feel that I can go out and perform tasks like my sister. Grandpa, let go with my sister this ti."
"No!"
The Witch Horse Wind Bell directly refused.
How can she let others intervene in her first mission?
Even if this person is her nominal sister, it won't work!
"Through the third level? It really got the qualification to leave the city..."
The old man showed a hint of surprise color, then indulged for a mont, said: "Wind bell, you bring Lulu out together, have her help, your task this ti will be simpler."
"grandfather……"
The Witcher Wind Chis just wanted to oppose, and the old man continued: "As an assassin, the most important thing is not to let people know how strong you are, but to complete the task. No matter what thod is used, only the target person is killed. Assassin, go."
Wu Ma wind chis heard, so reluctantly nodded, said: "Grandpa, I know."
Then she looked at Zhou Ninglu, not angry: "Go!"
Zhou Ninglu was a little excited: "Sister, where are we going?"
"Kyushu Empire."
The Witcher Wind Chis are going to look there and find out where Ning Qi’s whereabouts are.
.........
Kyushu Empire.
"Have you heard that Blackwater's poems are going to challenge a guy in our capital!"
"Challenging? It’s just a test. It’s hard to hear, it’s killing. Blackwater is a seven-order dragon. It’s quite similar to our Terran, and there are rankings in the list, but you know, the people he challenges. Who is it?"
"who is it?"
"The surna is not known for the ti being, but I already know that the cultivation of that guy is very low and low. I heard that it is a remote place, a Houye of the Qin and Tang dynasties."
"Hey? Is there such a thing? This ti Blackwater proudly ca to the capital and sent hundreds of posts, including Wuwangfu, Muwangfu, Heigun, Zhougongfu, Tianjianhoufu, Shenlonghou. The governnt, the big and small forces in Beijing, even the grandfather, they all invited, hey, and the Eastern Holocaust, as well as several emperors in the palace, several princesses, I heard that even the "Ding Tian Sheng" To co, she has a relationship with the Black Dragon Dragon!"
"If you are just a small prince who is not in the empire, how can you ask so many people to co here?"
"I don't know about this. Three days later, they are the date of the test. When the people arrive, we naturally know who the Blackwater Poetry is going to challenge, but do you get the tickets?"
"No problem at all!"
......
"Blackwater dragons' black water poems must fight against people?"
"Let's go?"
"Of course, go and see if the strength of Blackwater's poetry has risen."
A few of the sa people in the list of Tianjiao smiled at each other.
......
"Hua Shidi, have you heard that? Our mission is over. Is it better to go back and test it again? With the identity of our Yunqizong inner disciple, it is not easy to get a ticket."
A young man smiles and looks at the flowers.
By his side, he also stood seven or eight people, including n and won in half. These are the inner disciples of Yunzong, but they are only between the Star Wars and the Samsung.
They are obviously headed by the innocent flower. After all, behind the flowers, there is an elder who is angry.
The flowers are indifferent: "Alright."
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An incomparable yard.
The Eastern Holocaust woke up from ditation and walked out of the retreat. An old **** had been waiting for a long ti and handed an invitation.
The Eastern Holocaust took a look, and the brows were slightly wrinkled: "The days of blackwater poetry and Ningqi’s test have arrived?"
This year, it seems to have passed in the blink of an eye. If it were not for this invitation, he had already forgotten it.
"The difference between the Ning Qi guy's cultivation and the black water poem is quite large, but he has the bronze cymbal in hand. This comparison test has no big problem."
Mind here, the Eastern Holocaust hangs a faint smile and orders the old eunuch: "Be prepared, all of us will pass."
If he knows that Ningqi has no inferior spirit stone to promote the bronze gong, it is estimated that it will not be so easy.
The old **** showed a strange color in his eyes. He couldn’t think of the Eastern Holocaust and really planned to see the match and planned to bring everyone together.
A black water poem, deserves his care?
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Cloud building.
Chu Xian, Yu Wen injured, and the Oriental Smart Three sat together. After hearing the conversations from nearby diners, they looked at each other.
"Chu Xian, this black water poem, is that who once humiliated you?"
Yu Wen hurts to look at Chu Xian, like a smile.
Chu Xian's face is a bit ugly. Seven or eight years ago, when she ca out of the task, she t the black water poem. At that ti, Chu Xian just stepped into the first pass of life and death, and the black water poem is already a seventh-order dragon, because So misunderstandings, she was seriously injured by the black water poems, if not for her to be a child of the Chu family, it is estimated that she was directly killed.
"That's the test, we have to go..."
The Oriental Smart smiled slightly.
......
"It’s coming again. I don’t know if the assassins are still waiting for here? Hey, let’s go see the Eastern Holocaust first.”
Ning Qi and Tian Zhu Zun from the South Gate, looking at the capital of the Kyushu Empire, the corner of the mouth rose slightly.
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