Chapter 766, Yipin Naxian, Dutian Demon Realm

"Linger, since I have planned to go to Wanqiu Valley to propose marriage to your parents, then Xixia Yipintang is going to break through.

You also know that I come from outside the country. Although I have a lot of money, I'm afraid it won't be palatable if there is no place to stand. It's just in Xixia Yipintang to attract the world's heroes. If I get the first name, I think you will be more glorious with your father-in-law and mother-in-law.

Zhu Peng raised his glass and drank with a smile. In addition to the reasons in his words, he also wanted to see the composition of Zu Longzhou's upper combat power.

Over the past few days, we have seen many folk customs and bravery, but practicing this kind of thing does not mean that the mass foundation is good, and the upper monks must be strong.

"It's understandable that the little brother wants to hold a beauty, but the first name of Xixia Yipintang is not so easy to take.

I think you are quite elegant at a young age, so I advise you not to participate in "Yipin Naxian" this time, because the first name has been booked by my son. What else can you do?

In a word, Zhu Peng raised his eyebrows, and even Zhong Ling, who had just been shy, frowned slightly. The ability to attract hatred is really professional.

Zhu Peng drank all the wine in the glass, and then looked sideways to see who was talking so much.

However, he suddenly saw a phoenix-like figure, that is, a twenty-seven- or eight-year-old young man, wearing a light yellow light shirt and a jade sword hanging around his waist. He floated and arched his hand, showing a graceful and elegant nobleman.

"Don't blame this brother. My brother Bao is usually used to jokes. If the words are not up to my brother's will, please forgive me. I'll accompany you here first."

As he spoke, he bowed and held his fist. Although it was a gift, the charming charm made him not show any weakness. In Zhu Peng's eyes, he was like a graceful red fire phoenix carving feathers. Although his appearance was gentle, he had a natural pride.

Not to mention the noble prince with a jade-like face in front of him, even the four attendants behind him should not be underestimated. Two men and two women, the man's cultivation is deep, the pulse is long, the woman is beautiful and elegant, and there is a graceful atmosphere between the hands and feet.

One of the beautiful women in a green feather robe served the noble man. Her delicate hands were as bright and bright as jade, her face was gentle, and she was as beautiful as a lady, giving people a kind of: "The Yanyu style in the south of the Yangtze River, the woman is soft and graceful, and the most beautiful." The feeling.

However, such a woman is just a maidservant of a phoenix-like noble son in front of her. She only deserves to serve him to play the piano and flute.

He did not question the natural seat of the young man in front of him. Zhu Peng patted the back of Zhong Ling's hand comfortingly, and then smiled and asked:

"Your Excellency is extraordinary and has a deep cultivation. Obviously, he is not an unknown person. If you participate in this talent together, you can really be my strong enemy. I don't know whose surname is and where is the fairy hometown?"

For the first time in his life, Zhu Peng met a man who could completely suppress himself in the aura, but he was still sharp, and his eyes narrowed with a playful taste inside.

He has seen the secret volume of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils. Although there are many remnants in it, it is enough for him to have a general understanding of the main characters.

However, Gu Su and Murong Fu's answer surprised him more or less.

The young man in the golden robe opposite arched his hand and seemed to want to say something, but he stopped halfway. After thinking about it, he said, "I really want to make a friend, but I can't say my name directly because of some reasons. Instead of lying to you, I would rather not say it... Please forgive me."

Ru Si Yan, but he was sincere, which was beyond Zhu Peng's expectation. He didn't say much. He just raised his glass and invited him to drink happily with Nan Murong, who was famous all over the world, dancing outside the window without exchanging names.

Murong Fu is already a strong man in Jindanjing. He may look at Zhu Peng for no reason, but he will not waste too much time with him. After talking about wine for two hours, Murong Fu got up and said goodbye.

Comes like the wind, goes like the wind, what a romantic prince.

"A cavity of restoration of national aspirations, embrace the heart of the emperor.

Who dares to call himself a wise king when he is a cocoon?

The fight for power destroys the reputation, and the young chivalrous man has a short charm.

The beauty is empty, and the madness is also an adult.

Zhu Peng sang gently after Murong Fu left and drank wine with a romantic figure, but it made people sigh inadvertently. Murong Fu's failure did not lie in fate, but in temperament, he was really perfect. Perfect appearance, perfect talent, perfect cultivation... Too many perfect compositions together, but they form a neon-like weakness.

"Brother Zhu Peng, the man just now looks like you. He is not only like temperament, but also a little like his appearance and behavior."

Zhong Ling blushed and whispered on Zhu Peng's side. Just now, Zhu Peng and Murong Fu had a table, and Murong Fu's two hands came to the table, and Zhong Ling went to find the two beautiful sisters to sit together.

The three women are very talkative. Naturally, they talk happily under the strange nature, and they can't help drinking a few more cups.

After a while, Zhong Ling suddenly hugged Zhu Peng and whispered on his forehead, "Brother Zhu, don't go to participate in this "Yin Na Xian" this time, okay?

Sister Abi and Sister Azhu have just said that their son is bound to get the first name of Yipin Naxian this time. You just talked so happily that it's not good for the eldest brother to beat him again. Don't participate this time.

Zhong Ling is really a very gentle girl. Obviously, she was afraid of hurting Zhu Peng's self-esteem, so she racked her brains to speak gently.

She is not good at this aspect. I'm afraid I don't know how long the thought has been brewing.

People with bright eyes can see that Murong Fuzhi's cultivation is stable to suppress Zhu Peng, and even the cultivation of the two bodyguards behind him is not less than that of Zhu Peng.

"I am very similar to him, but we are essentially different. He is a person with dreams, obsessions and pursuits. To put it bluntly, he is just a layman.

And I am a complete monk. I have no dreams, no obsessions, and no heart demons. Everything I do is the "empty indoing" referred to by the heart.

You may not understand what I'm saying, so I'll describe it more simply: I'm really weaker than him in cultivation, but if I really fight, he can't kill me.

Dreams can make a person and destroy a person. I have known this for a long time.

Zhu Peng's words made Zhong Ling half confused, but he was inexplicably at ease.

In fact, how many people can really understand this understanding?

All the methods in the world are practiced to a certain extent. In fact, they are "heart" and "philosophy" or "mystery".

Philosophy is the study of learning. This is a big truth. If you understand, you understand. If you don't understand, you don't understand. You can't force it.

After spending thousands of trees overnight, and singing and dancing with stars like rain, Xixia Yipintang began to really Na Xian. This time, Na Xian's title is: "Dual Heaven Demon World Tour, Blue Blood Crazy Tao Song".

Dutian Demon Realm is a fierce place outside the region, and Bixue Kuangtao is a famous and tragic killing array, but all the registered participants did not receive further instructions from Xixia Yipintang after each person got a waist card. This is different from the previous practice, which makes many participants confused.

"Brother Zhu, what do you think is the title of this competition? Xixia Palace only issued such a wooden sign. Is there any hidden clue on it?

Still in the Fulaiju pub, Zhong Ling held his chin with a pair of jade hands and looked at the wooden cards in Zhu Peng's hand with a doubtful face. In contrast, Zhu Peng, a participant, was not in a hurry.

"Yipin Naxian can be said to be the biggest event in the Xixia Kingdom. There must be some mystery among them, and it can't be too inexplicable. Otherwise, it will be a children's play, which will make the world's heroes cold. There is still a moment when the mystery is about to be solved.

For a moment, he was in a trance. Just as Zhu Peng couldn't help frowning slightly, the wooden card in his hand suddenly emitted strange and mysterious fluctuations.

The whole tavern he sat in, no, the city where he was located, was not right. It was Xingqing City, where he was located. Suddenly, an amazing malice broke out in all directions. It seemed that his eyes were full of swords and halberd, his eyes were scarlet in all directions, and there was a flood of murder everywhere.

"Brother Zhu, what's wrong with you? Why did your forehead suddenly sweat?"

Zhong Ling didn't seem to feel anything. He took out a patch and wiped it on Zhu Peng's forehead. His movements were naturally intimate, but Zhu Peng suddenly bounced back.

The pine-patterned ancient sword missile that had been at hand flashed. Under the lead of Zhu Peng's sword secret, it assassinated around in an instant. Around the reach of Zhu Peng's sword light, translucent fluctuations suddenly appeared in the space. Then, seven or eight alien monsters like ink mantis fell down in the nihilistic air. They actually didn't know whether they were He surrounded Zhu Peng.

Zhong Ling also suddenly stood up, but before she could do it, a touch of amazing sword light had already picked off her head at the most inadvertent angle.

The real shield of the body was broken in an instant, and the pure and lovely beauty's head flew high, with an unbelievable look on her face.

"Bum"

The beautiful Hao's head was falling on the wooden table in front of Zhu Peng, and the sad look seemed to be wondering: "Why did you kill me!"

Zhu Peng brushed the suspended pine-patterned ancient sword on his side, and the sharp sword spirit flashed out again, directly smashing the wooden table and the head.

It was not until this time that Zhong Ling's body without a head suddenly spewed out a high blood spring. At first, it was as red as blood, but then it was full of shocking black blood springs.

"The Devil's Realm?

What a smart reverse space-time method. With a wooden card, it can play the role of space transmission array. Xixia Yipintang is really generous and smart.

When Zhu Peng cheered to himself, a pink atmosphere had surrounded him, and the most gentle and touching song came faintly in his ear, pointing directly to the softest part of the bottom of his heart:

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