"Bang!" There was a sudden sound of being hit on the head.
Kyoto Zhenhun, who was originally preparing to fight back, was stunned.
The other Zhenhun generals who had not gone far also turned around in shock. Instead, Jiaomu Jiao stepped forward and closed the door directly, preventing me from becoming the focus of everyone's attention.
But I don't care, people always want to enjoy the halo.
"Zang Ling'er, you dare to fight with me. Why do you, a level 3 strong man, dare to fight with me as a level 4 person?" Su Weiming was stunned, and only then did he come back to his senses.
"First, I am at level 3, not level 3. I have improved. Second, if you are not convinced, you can kill me." I put away the spring and autumn pen and looked at him defenseless.
If he really dares to take action, I guarantee that the gods of war drawn with ghost seal patterns below will be the first to rush forward.
Of course, maybe the third uncle had already pinched him to death before they even came up.
No, the third uncle came to me in the blink of an eye, "General Longnan Zhenhun, don't be as knowledgeable as my eldest niece."
"The main reason is that you can't see it. Zang Zetian is here. He has a very bad temper." After saying that, the third uncle said helplessly: "Unlike me, who is very civilized and reasonable. This girl is so stupid and just follows his father.
.”
But even though he said that, the thousand-year-old thunderwood in the third uncle's hand made a banging sound when he knocked it.
At the same time, others also walked towards Su Weiming step by step.
Is this called civilized and reasonable?
When Kyoto Soul-Suppressing General Jiao Mujiao saw this scene, he took a step back. He felt that it was not a big problem whether he wanted to avenge himself or not.
I also retreated very consciously, not wanting to get blood spattered on my face.
Looking at Wu Bai Province, which was getting closer and closer, Su Weiming said harshly: "Mr. Wu San, this is not Xihang, this is Kyoto..."
Unexpectedly, Su Weiming still didn't explain the word "du" clearly.
He was kicked by someone unknown, and then he was thrown heavily into the corner. There was a muffled "bang" sound, and the porcelain diamonds on the wall shattered to the ground.
Then a familiar voice came: "What's wrong with this place in Kyoto? Does Kyoto not talk about reason, but only about big fists? Then I really like it."
"Fourth uncle." Looking at the fourth uncle who looked happy but had dirty tricks, I smiled dryly and said, "You're here."
"Here we come, I thought I would be done after cleaning up the garbage, but I didn't expect there was still another garbage here." The fourth uncle shook his head helplessly: "What a miserable life, third brother, let's join hands and fight quickly, I'm already hungry.
"
"Don't wait to choose another day?" asked the third uncle.
The fourth uncle was immediately startled: "Wait for him to come! We still have a chance to take action, but then we will all be dead."
Listening to the conversation between the third uncle and the fourth uncle, I really didn't know what to say.
He just looked at Lin Zhenhua cautiously.
After all, no matter what, Su Weiming is also the soul-killing general of Longnan Town, and he is also his.
He won't say anything?
Su Weiming seemed to have the same idea as me, and immediately shouted: "Commander, I know my mistake. I will change it, and I will definitely change it."
When they heard him calling Lin Zhenhua, the third and fourth uncles stopped their hands and turned to look at the person involved.
me too.
"Su Weiming, from now on, you are no longer the Longnan Soul-Suppressing General, nor are you a member of our Special Case Bureau." Lin Zhenhua said unceremoniously.
As soon as he said these words, Su Weiming's eyes turned fierce and he said: "Lin Zhenhua, you actually harmed me like this for a woman. Our Su family will not let you go."
"Snapped!"
Before any of us could react, a black shadow jumped in from the window.
The man just raised his hand slightly, but all the wind around him was held in his palm, and then he waved his hand to form the heavy slap just now.
Then, he stopped and the wind stopped.
Everything in the world is luck, and everything in the world is luck.
It's so popular and impressive.
But before I had time to sigh, my dad was so cool as a great luck master.
He himself cursed loudly: "What kind of woman is not a woman? Does it get your turn to point fingers at my daughter? How many birds are there in your Su family in the world?"
Yes.
Pretend I didn't say what I just said, but he was exactly what my third uncle said - rude and uncivilized.
"Mr. Big," Jiao Mujiao, the soul-bringing general of Kyoto, said.
Dad nodded, looked back at Lin Zhenhua and shouted: "Commander."
"See you in the conference room in ten minutes. Zang Linger, I will send Long Yi to send her back in person." After saying this, Lin Zhenhua stepped forward and prepared to leave.
Then he saw me still frozen in place: "Aren't you leaving?"
I looked at my third uncle, fourth uncle and dad, and then at Su Weiming who looked ashen, and finally nodded: "Let's go. Let's go right away."
As soon as I stepped out of the house, I heard a miserable scream.
My body trembled, and the corners of Jiao Mujiao's mouth that followed me also twitched: "Miss Zang, I didn't offend you, did I?"
What does it mean?
I was stunned for a moment before I realized: "Of course not. The Soul of Kyoto is thanks to you this time. Otherwise, I would have died in Zhongjing Tower. You are so loyal. I will definitely remember your kindness for the rest of my life."
At first, Jiaomujiao was quite happy, and when he saw what I said, he was ready to pat my shoulder enthusiastically in response.
But for some reason, the more I spoke, the more wrong his expression became.
So later, when I wanted to reach out and probe his forehead to confirm whether he was too seriously injured, he suddenly jumped up without thinking: "Commander, Miss Zang, I have to go to the conference room to prepare first. Goodbye,
Goodbye!"
this……
what's the situation?
"Do you still think you did the right thing about Zhongjing Tower?" Lin Zhenhua asked abruptly.
Only then did I remember that there was another him.
He immediately straightened his back and said, "No, Commander-in-Chief, I won't dare to do that next time."
Lin Zhenhua glanced at me with a deep look, then raised his hand. I was startled, thinking he was going to hit me on the head again. I quickly stepped back, but I didn't expect Long Yi's voice came from behind: "Commander, adjutant Long Yi is here
Come and report!”
"Yes." Lin Zhenhua then put down his hand and said, "Send Zang Linger back."
"Yes, Commander-in-Chief." Long Yi immediately accepted the order.
I was about to say something else, but Lin Zhenhua had already turned around and left.
Finally, Long Yi and I left the central building together. The soul-suppressing soldiers on the street had already begun to clean up the battlefield.
But I couldn't help but ask: "Commander Long, what kind of formation is guarding Kyoto? Why can't even the Twelve Ancestral Witches enter, but the Pink Empress and others can?"
Although I have never seen the Twelve Ancestral Witches, they should be very good at writing the Pink Empress.
After all, witches are the clan closest to the Great Luck Master.
"This is specially arranged by the Grand Commander. Although Mr. Da is a great luck master, he lacks the most important fortune. It is okay to face other strong people, but I am afraid it will be damaged when facing the twelve ancestral witches.
Therefore, the Grand Commander made adjustments to the formation specifically to prevent the Twelve Ancestral Witches from coming in." Long Yi said truthfully.
"Oh, then when did the general plan for this time start to be laid out?" This is too awesome.
"He started to prepare after the commander-in-chief was imprisoned. In fact, it is not so much the layout of the commander-in-chief, but his active repair." This chapter has been completed!