When Qinghai heard Ming Zhiyuan asked about this, his face suddenly changed, he raised his head, his eyes were a little dodgey, and he said helplessly: "No, that bitch is living well. In Wuji Mountain, you can get wind and rain.
.”
Ming Zhiyuan was surprised and couldn't help but feel a little confused. He and Tong Daping looked at each other and said: "You are now a fourth-grade warrior. Do you still have no chance of winning against a concubine? Even if you kill the woman, don't you think the head of Gongyang will win?"
Are you going to turn against your father and your son because of her?"
Tong Daping was also puzzled and said naively: "Is the head Gongyang going to pamper his concubine and kill his son?"
Qinghai raised his head and smiled desolately at himself: "Do you love your concubine and destroy your son? Father and son turn against each other? Hahaha, am I still afraid of father and son turning against each other?"
Senior brother is right, yes, I'm a fourth-level warrior, but I'm useless. I'm still a fourth-level warrior, and I still have no chance of winning. I'm such a useless waste. I can't even avenge my mother's murder. I'm really a son of a man in vain.
"
As he spoke, his eyes were filled with resentment and pain.
Ming Zhiyuan frowned and said, "Could it be that one of the concubines of the head Gongyang also has the strength of the fourth or third grade?"
Qing Hai shook his head, picked up the wine glass, and poured a glass into his mouth. After swallowing, he pursed his lips tightly. It seemed that the taste of the wine was extremely bitter: "So what if you can't win? So what if you can't beat? There is nothing you can do after all."
Tong Daping couldn't bear to see Qinghai's helpless and cowardly look. He got angry for a moment. He slapped his chopsticks on the stone table and shouted loudly: "Is it because the head of Gongyang is suppressing you because of the righteousness between father and son and does not allow it?"
Do you want revenge? Look, am I right?
Humph. Zhiyuan, look, look, Qinghai is such a good child, how happy he is when he is on our Saintess Mountain. Up and down the Saintess Mountain, who doesn’t treat him as a treasure, pamper him and love him, how can he do this?
Wuji Mountain has become like this in a few years. It seems that Wuji Mountain is not a good thing."
Qinghai didn't answer, but poured himself another full glass of wine, raised his head and drank again.
"Huh huh huh, it seems that is the case, Xiao Qinghai, don't feel bad. Since you can't kill her, then your senior brother Zhiyuan and I will quietly kill that vicious woman. Your senior brother Zhiyuan is now a third-grade woman.
Warrior, your senior brother and I are also at the fourth level. Killing a poisonous woman is not a problem, but we have no friendship with him, the head of Gongyang."
Tong Da said angrily.
Ming Zhiyuan also nodded firmly: "Since Qinghai you can't take action, then your senior brother Daping and I can only visit the Gongyang leader's mansion together. We senior brothers are like brothers.
I will do anything to avenge you for killing your mother."
In his heart, there is no such thing as beating or killing a woman. For such a vicious woman, in order to avenge Qing Feng, she would kill her.
Qinghai looked at the two senior brothers, then turned to look at this, then looked at that. Thinking that the two senior brothers were so reckless in order to avenge him, he had been in Wuji Mountain day and night for several years, but he was still helpless.
He shed tears again, and all kinds of thoughts were raging in his heart. For a moment, they were surging like a storm, and he seemed to have lost his mind. Finally, as if he had made up his mind, Qinghai looked at the two of them solemnly and said:
"Senior brother, there is something very important, and I want to report it to the master master." The master master he mentioned was Yan Shouguan, the master of Saint Lady Mountain.
When Ming Zhiyuan heard this, he looked a little weird and said: "In order to kill this woman, there is no need to report it to the head master. Let's go quietly and return quietly. It will be fine if the three of us know."
What he was afraid of was that if the head master's uncle found out about this, they would be scolded to death. There was no way the head master's uncle would agree to this. What kind of joke are you kidding me? The direct disciples of Saintess Mountain are going to kill the head of Wuji Mountain.
A concubine? If this incident comes to light, the jaws of people in Tianyuan Continent will be shocked.
"That's not the case."
Qinghai's face turned red in an instant, but he was extremely solemn.
"That's..." Ming Zhiyuan asked.
"Two senior brothers, please sit closer." After Qinghai finished speaking, he looked around again, as if he was afraid of someone eavesdropping, and felt a little uneasy.
Ming Zhiyuan looked at his expression, thought for a moment, turned his head and said to the handsome boy who was munching on the leg of lamb: "Beautiful boy, go outside and look around the yard. Don't let anyone come near here, we have something important to say.
"
Hearing Ming Zhiyuan's serious words, the handsome boy quickly got up. He didn't even bother to eat. He glanced at the three of them and walked towards the courtyard gate.
Not long after the handsome boy went out, there was a roar. The three of them heard it and immediately walked out of the door. They saw two Wuji Mountain Men lying on the ground, their bodies covered with blood from the handsome boy's claws.
Qinghai stepped forward, kicked each of them hard several times, and cursed angrily: "I'm here to drink with my senior brother I haven't seen for several years, and you guys are following me? Get back here."
The two Wuji Mountain men did not dare to say a word, so they quickly got up, bowed, and turned to leave.
The handsome boy walked around again and came back, nodding to Ming Zhiyuan. Then the three of them returned to the hospital.
Ming Zhiyuan said: "This courtyard is very big, and the distance from the far gate to the pavilion is also long. Those two people are only in the fourth level of cultivation. It is difficult to hear them outside the courtyard gate. We didn't say anything important at first, so it doesn't matter."
Ming Zhiyuan himself had just been promoted from the fourth grade to the third grade. He knew that at this distance, it was almost impossible to hear anything below the fourth grade.
With the handsome boy patrolling and guarding the courtyard, the three of them began to murmur for a while in the pavilion. After a while, Tong Daping walked out of the courtyard alone and came to the courtyard where Yan Shouquan lived to see the master uncle.
Tong Daping stayed in the master's courtyard for a long time before he came out and returned to Tianzi No. 1 courtyard.
On the other side, the leader of Wuji Mountain, Gongyang Zhisheng, was sitting in the courtyard of his home with a golden sword, listening to the reports of the two injured disciples, with a gloomy look on his face. Next to him stood a very well-dressed man.
The enchanting woman has a beautiful smile on her face.
After hearing the report from the two men, they vaguely heard that the disciples of Saint Lady Mountain wanted to assassinate him to avenge Qinghai's mother. He laughed so hard that he finally stopped laughing and held the head of Gong Yang with one hand.
The shoulder said softly: "Zhi Sheng, look at it, your son has begun to invite outsiders to kill me."
Gongyang Zhisheng's face calmed down at this time: "He is just a child, but he is a bit angry. It doesn't matter. The two disciples of Saint Lady Mountain are nothing more than earthworms."
The woman suddenly said seriously: "Qinghai has been separated from your father and son for a few years since he came back. I think..."
Gongyang Zhisheng glanced at her with some displeasure: "He is my son. He doesn't know anything. He has never even entered the inner mountains in the past few years. There is no need."
The woman quickly took a breath and said, "That's not what I meant. Let him come back. Now is a critical moment for the alliance, so we must be careful not to miss something important."
Gong Yangzhi thought for a while and said, "If others go, he won't pay attention. I'll ask him to come back."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Fengge's voice came from outside the courtyard: "Master Gongyang, can you be here at Wushen Mountain? Mu Fengge came to pay a visit to Master Gongyang."
Gongyang Zhisheng frowned: "Why is he here?" Then he stood up and loudly replied: "Please invite Master Mu." The woman beside him hurriedly returned to the house.
In the blink of an eye, Mu Fengge had already appeared in the yard. With a smile on his face, he cupped his hands towards Gongyang Zhisheng and said, "Brother Gongyang, I haven't seen you for several years, and my spiritual power has become stronger and stronger."
Gongyang Zhisheng's face was a little unhappy, so he could only reluctantly reply: "Master Mu, I've received the award. I wonder if I can help you?" He asked straight to the point.
Mu Fengge didn't take it seriously, and looked around the courtyard. He said slowly: "Wuji Mountain has always had exquisite swordsmanship, surpassing Tianyuan. All the gods of war admire it. When the surge of monsters broke out, on the Daxing defense line, I
Many people from the Wushen Sect have offended me, and Mu doesn’t want our Tianyuan Sect to be estranged, so I came to apologize to the head of Gongyang.”
Gongyang Zhisheng said in a somewhat puzzled tone: "It's just some trivial matters. Why should Master Mu worry about it? If you have anything to do, Master Mu, please just tell us."
Mu Fengge couldn't help but smile when she saw him impatiently asking questions again and again: "Mu is the head of the Martial God, and he has some experience in the Martial God's techniques. He knows that the Wuji Mountain sword technique is also one of the best in Tianyuan. Can't he ask for advice?"
Gongyang Zhisheng's expression changed: "Mu Fengge, are you here to show off your power today?"
Mu Fengge's expression did not change, and he still smiled and said: "Don't dare, it's just a competition between warriors. Does the head of Gongyang have any scruples? Could it be that Wuji Mountain's swordsmanship is superb, and he is afraid that I, Mu, will steal it?"
Have you studied?
Please rest assured, Master Gongyang, my martial arts skills have been passed down for thousands of years, and I don’t care much about sword techniques. My martial arts skills are the best in Tianyuan, and my reputation is not in vain."
There was no concealment of disdain and provocation in his words.
Anger grew on Gongyang Zhisheng's face: "Okay, let's see what the strength of the No. 1 Martial God is today? I'd like to ask Master Mu for some advice."
Mu Fengge glanced around: "This place is small and it is inconvenient to perform. Why not go to an open place outside the city?"
Gongyang Zhisheng sneered and said, "Then just follow Master Mu's wishes."
As the two leaders spoke, they jumped out into the air.
On the other side, in Ming Zhiyuan's courtyard, the three brothers continued to drink.
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That night, the three of them drank until the sky turned blue. Qinghai was so drunk that he collapsed under the table. They didn't stop until the head of Gongyang sent someone to look for him.
Ming Zhiyuan returned to the house and rested for a while. After washing up, he went to his uncle, the master, to say goodbye. Then his uncle took him to Mu Fengge, the master of the God of War. The three of them discussed in the room for a long time before Ming Zhiyuan left.
Leave.
At dawn, Ming Zhiyuan, a frequent visitor to the World of Warcraft Forest, took his handsome boy to the defense line again.
After crossing the defense line, ten days later they returned to the foot of the Stump Throne Mountain in the center of the Warcraft Forest.
This time, unexpectedly, the Blue Lion King was also on the Throne Mountain.
King Qilin seems to have expected that the human race would agree to form an alliance. It has no objections to the human race's proposal to protect the human race's territory, help the human race resist foreign enemies, and expel the demons.
The so-called alliance means that both parties must benefit before they can form an alliance. Just because the humans give and give, and the Warcraft wants to get it for free without any contribution, it is impossible for the humans to agree. On this point, the Blue Lion King did not raise any objection.
After King Qilin and Ming Zhiyuan carefully checked the terms and location of the covenant, they turned to the Blue Lion King and said, "This time, you and I will take half of the second-grade monsters in the forest to sign a covenant outside the human defense line. What do you think?"
The Blue Lion King turned his head away from it and said casually: "I'm not the King of Warcraft, what should I do?"
"Although you are not the King of Warcraft now, you are the Blue Lion King, and the Devil Lion is also a member of Warcraft. Don't the Devil Lion clan want to sit on the throne of Warcraft in the future? You don't want to see how a race can do it without killing each other?
Can you grow and be promoted? Can you get more resources? Don't you really want to learn how to be a king who leads the Warcraft race?"
The Blue Lion King was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the Qilin King: "Are you trying to give up the throne to me?"
The Qilin King looked at the handsome boy standing next to Ming Zhiyuan, deliberately not looking at him, and then turned back to the Blue Lion King and replied: "Let's wait until you can beat me."
The Green Lion King also turned his head to look at the handsome boy and snorted heavily: "Humph! You still want your descendants to continue to sit on the throne."
King Qilin looked at it seriously and said in a serious tone: "You are wrong, in this forest of monsters, the throne has never been passed down by blood.
Who can protect the Warcraft Forest from being ruled by foreigners, lead the Warcraft race to develop and grow, and who can protect the interests of Warcraft? Whoever can sit on the throne.
If the position of the Warcraft Throne was inherited solely by blood, Warcraft would have long been reduced to a race like the Monster Beasts that relies on human protection."
The Green Lion King shook his head and said disdainfully: "If you say it, you haven't said it yet. Which foreign race in Tianyuan Continent dares to rule the World of Warcraft Forest? You are talking nonsense."
King Qilin looked at it and sighed. At this moment, it didn't look like a king at all, but more like an old monster that was getting old and worried about survival. He said slowly:
"There is more than one Tianyuan Continent in this world. No matter how powerful the Warcraft is, how can it face the full-scale invasion of several races? What's more, the Warcraft of today are far more prosperous than those thousands of years ago, the heyday of my Warcraft clan.
It can be said that he is extremely weak."
Ming Zhiyuan heard the meaning in King Qilin's voice, and it seemed that he knew that there were other continents and other races besides Tianyuan Continent. Thousands of years ago? Were Warcraft very powerful? Why didn't Tianyuan Continent be unified if it was so powerful?
?
The Qilin King sighed, and after a brief moment of confusion, he did not explain too much, but only gave some instructions to the other monsters that went to the defense line with him to sign a covenant.
At this time, the Green Lion King said to Ming Zhiyuan: "Do you have any countermeasures for the things I asked you to bring back last time?" Ming Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Don't worry, Green Lion King, with my Saintess Mountain, there is nothing that cannot be solved.
of poison."
The Green Lion King nodded slowly: "Although the human race is weak in military force, the refined elixirs are still somewhat useful." Ming Zhiyuan suddenly felt embarrassed on his face after hearing this. He didn't know how to reply.
The human race only has one Martial God. In the World of Warcraft Forest, just now, he saw several first-level warcraft summoned by the Qilin King. In terms of force alone, the human race is considered weak compared to the Warcraft Forest.
King Qilin didn't pay attention to what they said. He summoned a group of high-quality monsters and gave them their own orders, after the arrangements were made.
He made an agreement with Ming Zhiyuan to sign an alliance ten days later at a large trench in the middle of the wilderness plain outside the Zhenning defense line.
After Ming Zhiyuan and King Qilin agreed, he would immediately return to the Qianyuan defense line. King Qilin called him aside to discuss for a long time before letting him go.
Before leaving, the handsome boy pretended not to care and shook his head at the Qilin King, knocking a big golden tail on the ground, making the ground bang.
The Qilin King turned a blind eye and did not even show any affection for Liangzi, a descendant of his blood. The closest relationship between the two fathers and sons was when the Qilin King slapped Liangzi away.
When Ming Zhiyuan took the handsome boy back, it didn't even look at the handsome boy.
Ming Zhiyuan felt very sorry for the handsome boy and cursed King Qilin in his heart that he had no blood ties.
Ever since the handsome boy was photographed by the Qilin King, he felt a little disappointed with his father. This time he pretended to attract the Qilin King's attention, but failed. So he no longer had any illusions. He followed Ming with all his heart.
Zhiyuan turned around and left without any regret.
Ten days later, Ming Zhiyuan returned to the Qianyuan defense line and reported back to the Sanshan Sect Leaders who were waiting here. The three Sect Leaders discussed it and then notified the other sect leaders and the kings of the four empires.
Then, the other sect leaders and monarchs waiting in the inner city of the defense line all knew that an alliance would be signed outside the Zhenning defense line in ten days.
The leader of Wuji Mountain and the Lord of Yuhuo were not happy that their opinions were not supported, but they still discussed how to write a covenant oath together, delimit the boundaries and responsibilities of both parties, and also helped each other prepare the trust and materials needed for the alliance.
Ten days later, outside the Zhenning defense line, on the wilderness plain, gusts of wind blew the yellow sand rolling on the plain. The Qilin King led the Blue Lion King and a group of second- and third-level magic beasts. With Tianyuan and Xiaoxiao led by the leader of Sanshan,
The head of the sect and many warriors were sitting across from each other near the trench in the wilderness.
Mu Fengge asked someone to take out a long piece of gold silk, with the conditions and oaths of the alliance between humans and monsters written on it. After both parties verified that there were no mistakes, they stamped the seals of the four empires, and the fingerprints of the heads of each sect.
The seal means the agreement is concluded.
King Qilin personally stepped forward to check. While it was checking, it seemed to be showing off its force. It deliberately emitted the aura of an extraordinary monster, oppressing the Wuji Mountain warriors who were holding gold silk on both sides to tremble all over.
Not long after, the two Wuji Mountain warriors shook their knees and almost collapsed to the ground. The head of Wuji Mountain Gongyang kept watching this scene, and his heart suddenly became angry, and he said angrily: "King Qilin, what are you doing?
Are you here to sign a covenant, or are you here to show off your demonic power?"
King Qilin glanced at him coldly: "Of course I am here to sign a covenant. As a super-grade monster, they cannot withstand the pressure of my aura. They can only blame themselves for their lack of training and low strength. What? The human race is even
Are the two people who can hold the oath gone?"
Yan Shouquan looked on with an ugly face, and nodded to Mu Fengge, the head of Wushen Mountain. Mu Fengge waved back, and two Wushen Mountain Martial Saints stood up and took the oath from the Wuji Mountain man.
As soon as the two Wuji Mountain men exchanged hands, they could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground.
King Qilin saw that the two martial sage mountain men who had taken the oath were quite strong, and their momentum increased even more. The faces of the two martial sages changed color slightly, and they each used their breath to resist. The oath was in the hands of the two men, stretched straight.
, but it was steady and not shaking at all.
Seeing this, King Qilin chuckled: "Yes, Wushenshan's martial arts have always been famous in Tianyuan Continent, and they still have some background." As it spoke, the aura on its body became more and more intense, and the two Wushenshan Martial Saints resisted for a moment.
Unable to stop, he began to tremble slightly.
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