Time flies, and two days have passed in an instant. ┠┢═ to read ┝ books ┠(.1

Although the people in the entire capital could not sense any changes in the capital, the children of the great Jin Dynasty seemed extremely busy.

In fact, there is only one thing they are busy with, that is, they gather outside the Wang family's death row prison every day, waiting for that person to appear.

Sikong Longxiang looked at the endless sky, and a hint of anxiety appeared in his eyes. What he was anxious about was why Zheng Ming hadn't come out at this time.

Although he had calculated accurately that Zheng Ming had absolutely no move to use in this Jedi, he was still a little nervous.

There was a silence before the storm was about to come. This silence really made him feel depressed.

The storm, with Zheng Ming, he could stir up the storm. This is the capital city, and there is a capital city where the first-rank ancestor is in charge.

Not to mention Zheng Ming's assassination technique, even if the assassination method is ten times more skillful than Zheng Ming, he would not be able to save anyone.

"It's out!" With a loud shout, Sikong Longxiang woke up in shock. He looked in the direction of his speech and saw Wang Haohong with a smile on his face, coming out of it.

Regarding Wang Haohong, although Sikong Longxiang has a common hatred for the enemy, now, I can't help but feel a little jealous of Wang Haohong.

This guy became the contact person for the young master Zuo Jun. All the children of the aristocratic families who came back together were trying to please him.

Although Sikong Longxiang was very unhappy with this kind of flattery behavior, on the surface, he should please him, but he still needs to please him.

"Brother Haohong, what do you say about the young master Zuo Jun? Did that boy named Zheng have already made moves?"

"Brother Haohong, tell the young master Zuo Jun that you must not kill the boy named Zheng at once. What we want to do is to let him suffer all his pain and die."

Various sounds surrounding Wang Haohong were like flies, buzzing in Wang Haohong's ears. ┞┡You have to read the book of ┝┠. {

Wang Haohong was versatile and fought with those who surrounded him. For a time, most people felt the warmth of spring from Wang Haohong.

However, Sikong Longxiang was jealous of Wang Haohong. At this moment, it became more. Just after Sikong Longxiang died with a forced smile, Wang Haohong smiled and said, "Brother Sikong, I happened to go to see Zuo Jun's cousin. Why don't you go there with me?"

This sentence immediately made many people look at Sikong Longxiang with envy.

Sikong Longxiang thought in his heart that there was something to envy, but his face still couldn't help but smile.

The Sikong Dragon Elephant accompanied Wang Haohong into the huge Wang family mansion. The warriors standing around seemed to have never seen the two people entering.

However, Sikong Long Elephant could feel at least a dozen, sweeping across the two people with his eyes, and one of them gave him a feeling of sharp blades.

A small courtyard covering an area of ​​hundreds of feet is served by dozens of young and beautiful women. These women are petite, delicate, tall and strong, and each one is a rare and natural person.

However, compared to these women who looked like bright moons, the most eye-catching thing was the eighteen large tanks placed in the middle of the yard and formed a circle.

These eighteen large cylinders are three meters high and five meters thick. If such a large cylinder is filled with water, it will be enough for a family to use it for the first half of a month.

Now, all of these eighteen large jars are filled with clean water, but these clean water is not used for cooking and washing.

Above the eighteen large tanks, the young master Zuo Jun in black was slowly pulling his palm backwards. As his palm pulled, water flowed out of the water tank and gathered in front of the young master Zuo Jun.

These water flows condensed in the void, as if there was an invisible force that wrapped them together.

But looking at the gathering of water, a trace of fear rose in Sikong Longxiang's eyes. He could feel a terrifying force from the water mass gathering together, which was a size of ten feet long. Want to read a book?

Although his Sikong Dragon Elephant is good, under this force, he can be smashed into pieces in an instant.

The Whale Swallowing Art is the Whale Swallowing Art among the three ** techniques passed down by the Wang family. According to the records in their Sikong family arsenal, this Whale Swallowing Art is powerful and can absorb the surrounding water-based heaven and earth vitality for one's own use.

Although he knew that the young master Zuo Jun was practicing the Whale Swallowing Art, he really felt what kind of gap was there between him and the young master Zuo Jun.

"Boom boom boom!"

The water ball, a 10-meter-long sphere, turned straight into reverse the moment the young master Zuo Jun's palm turned, and directly turned into eighteen water dragons that rushed towards the water tank, and rushed towards the eighteen large tanks.

In an instant, eighteen water tanks broke into the void, and countless clear water rolled around.

Eighteen large tanks that were harder than rocks, each of which was broken into pieces the size of a palm. Washed by water, nothing was left behind.

At this moment, the young master Zuo Jun seemed to see the Sikong Long Elephant. He didn't speak, just like a king, looking down at his ministers.

Although Sikong Longxiang wanted to confront the young master of Zuo Jun, he still hid the idea of ​​this sinner in his heart quickly.

Looking at the young master of Zuo Jun, although he was a member of the royal family, if he angered the young master of Zuo Jun, he would probably be dead.

"Sikong Longxiang pays homage to the young master of Zuo Jun. The young master has a great cultivation level, which really makes the dragon elephant convinced him."

Wang Zuojun nodded at Sikong Long Elephant and said casually: "Sikong Long Elephant, I heard that you are pretty good among the younger generation."

In the eyes of many people, Sikong Long Elephant is a child, and there is nothing to be angry about when it is ridden by these people, because in the eyes of these people, he is a child.

But Wang Zuojun called him a younger generation, which made Sikong Longxiang feel a sense of humiliation. After all, Wang Zuojun is only seven or eight years older than him, so why should he say that he is a younger generation?

But looking at the young master Zuo Jun who seemed to be smiling and holding the world in his hands, Sikong Longxiang breathed a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Thank you, Mr. Zuo Jun, for the praise, I am ashamed of being aware of it."

Wang Zuojun smiled faintly and said, "You are actually very good to be able to break to the eighth floor of Wanjian Tower."

Speaking of this, Wang Zuojun looked at Wang Haohong and said, "Haohong, you have nothing to do, why do you come to me?"

Wang Haohong caught a cold and clasped his fists to defend himself: "Cousin. Brother Sikong is the representative of all brothers. I would like to ask when will you be able to surrender the guy named Zheng?"

"Young Master Zuo Jun, that boy named Zheng is extremely cunning. He has not made any noise for so many days. I think this guy must have something to do. You must be careful, you can't give this villain some time to take advantage of."

As Sikong Longxiang spoke, he saluted respectfully to the young master Zuo Jun, and his face looked extremely solemn.

"Hahaha, Long Xiang, you really look down on that child. Although I don't know where he is now, his reinforcements can't help him at all."

When Wang Zuojun said this, he waved to a beautiful woman in green clothes near the corner. The woman, who was originally full of the smell of books, said softly: "Mr. Sikong, according to information, the black-hearted old man has now taken his daughter to Langcangzhou."

"Although Miss Fu Yuqing has already left Xinjian Pavilion, the three elders of the Xie family have been waiting in Chayuan Mountain a hundred miles away. Although Miss Fu has extraordinary cultivation and is one of the few people in the world, it is difficult for her to enter the capital in front of the three elders of the Xie family."

"Also, Miss Fu was already injured when she left Xinjian Pavilion, and Zheng Ming was over."

The woman's voice was as soft as a yellow oriole, but in the ears of Sikong Longxiang, there was a kind of murderous intent, which made him feel scared.

Zheng Ming had no hope. This result made Sikong Longxiang very happy. He knew that Wang Zuojun would never lie, so he hurriedly said respectfully to the young master Zuojun: "Young master is planning, I admire you."

Wang Zuojun waved his sleeves and said lightly: "You don't have to care too much about some small people. When your cultivation level improves and your standing position is high, you will find that these children are just small scars."

Just as the two were talking, a beautiful maid walked over quickly and said, "Young master, your lunch time is up."

Wang Haohong immediately pulled Sikong Longxiang and said goodbye. When he walked out of the small courtyard where Wang Zuojun lived, Sikong Longxiang couldn't help but stroke the sweat on his forehead. His words were filled with emotion: "The power of Brother Zuojun is really scary."

A trace of pride flashed in Wang Haohong's eyes. No matter what, this Wang Zuojun is the pride of their Wang family.

"Brother Long Xiang is back and I will persuade you brothers. If the eldest brother Zuo Jun takes action, the one with the surname Zheng will have no choice but to die."

Speaking of this, Wang Haohong waved his hand gently and said, "Although he is a strong enemy to us, he is just an ordinary child to the elder brother of the Zuojun."

Sikong Longxiang nodded. At this time, he felt that he was waiting for others, and was really scared by Zheng Ming too ruthlessly.

Just as the two were talking, at the entrance of the capital, a middle-aged man wearing a black cloak had already walked to the notice at the entrance of the city wall.

Originally, this magnificent middle-aged man walked in peace, but when he saw the execution notice posted at the entrance of the city wall, the rolling murderous intent gathered around the man like a tide.

At the beginning, only those who were close to the man left quickly, but half a quarter of an hour later, almost the people present ran around like a tide.

Although they didn't know who the middle-aged man was, they felt fear from the breath of the middle-aged man.

"Who are you?" The guards guarded around the city walls, holding swords, guns, bows and arrows, surrounded the man, but there was still trembling and trembling in fear. (To be continued.)
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