The Grand Void – Becoming a Dragon

Chapter 77: Chen Wang Qijue, Master Lu He

  Backyard of the Villa.

   But I saw a person who was tied to a wooden stake, covered in blood.

   Hidden from sight, his wounds are densely covered.

   only has a face, which is still complete.

   If someone who knows this here can barely distinguish, this person is the king of a different surname who was still in control of Huai'an not long ago.

   is just a prisoner under the current order, bruised all over, embarrassed, and daunting to see.

   "Can you still read characters?"

   Liu He put the imperial decree in front of him and said, "I will read it to you?"

   Without waiting for King Chen to answer, he listened to Liu He to continue to say: "Chen Wang Youyu, conspired to rebel, supported the soldiers, and the evidence is solid. Today, the family property has been robbed and the tribes have been destroyed!"

   Chen Wang's eyes suddenly widened, his eyes cracking.

Liu He once again said: "The Zhuang firm has seen through the counter-thief, defeated its plot, and made great contributions. He bestowed the title of Zhuang Ming, the thirteenth Mr. Zhuang Ming, as the true monarch of the holy dragon. , A hundred jade beads."

   Wang Chen's breathing suddenly became heavier.

Liu He looked indifferent and said: "As long as you tell me the news about the sacred stone, you will conceal all the information before, I can consider, in the name of the Zhuang family firm, to ask the emperor for instructions, so as not to turn back the name of the thief, protect you The three clans are immortal."

   Wang Chen gritted his teeth and said: "This king has said everything."

   Liuhe closed the imperial decree, turned and left.

   Wang Chen suddenly yelled and said: "Stop!"

  ——

   Three quarters of an hour later.

   Liu He came to Zhuang Ming.

   "How?" Zhuang Ming asked.

   "It's more detailed than last time." Liu He replied.

   "Where is Wang Chen?"

"died."

   "Oh?" Zhuang Ming frowned.

"I said that in the name of Zhuang's firm, he will protect his reputation and the three clans will not be destroyed." Liu He looked as usual and said: "Later he realized that I could not represent the Zhuang firm, so I was furious... I made him cheap. ."

  ——

   The next day.

   There was a long howl.

   Shocking.

   "Budo Master."

   Zhuang Ming looked at it, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

   Even if you can hear the sound from outside the courtyard.

   "My son, please see Lu He."

"Come in."

"Yes."

   Lu He entered the courtyard, full of vigor and vigor.

   Zhuang Ming laughed softly: "The martial arts climbed to the top, the master is strong, placed in the past martial arts, the best generation, nearly one generation. Even if the Dongsheng Dynasty, the martial arts is prosperous, there are not ten people."

  Lu Heshili said: "It is all cultivated by the son, and taught by the two adults, Qianyang and Yinming."

   He is holding on to his death this time, and has never moved forward.

   Although he failed to assassinate King Chen, his heart was firm, and the obstacles in his heart were overcome.

Originally, Wang Chen had worn his shoulders, ripped his bones, broke his meridians, and even injured his internal organs. His arms were dead, his life was unsafe, and he was hopeless to break through. But in the end he got the dragon's saliva, which healed his injuries and made his blood go further. .

   Strong qi and blood, strong mind.

   Lu He, who was only half a step away from the master, recovered from his injuries, and it was logical that he was promoted to the third level of martial arts.

   But, in the past, he might be very complacent, feeling that he has reached the pinnacle of martial arts, the end of his power.

   But seeing the power of the dragon with his own eyes, and seeing that Grandmaster Lu was knocked down like an ant, he lost the air he expected.

Thinking of this, Lu He remembered something again, and hurriedly said: "The senior Lu was seriously injured and has not yet died. He once entangled Lord Qianyang, causing the Zhennan Army to besiege and kill the two adults. The crime is worth ten thousand deaths. It's just that. , And then let the Frost Spirit girl..."

   Zhuang Ming looked as usual and said: "It is because he is not serious, so I will save him."

   The dragon grabbed it with one claw. This martial arts master should have been pinched to death, but he still threw it away.

   Although the martial arts master can save his life, mainly because of his vitality, but it is also because he kept his hands.

   "What does the son mean?"

   "He used to serve King Chen, but now this life has died for King Chen. Now that he is reborn, it is me who will keep him. Now his life is given to him by me."

   "Lu He understands."

"Speaking for me, he has two choices. Either he will die today, pay his life back, or save his life, make a poisonous oath, swallow me a poison pill, be controlled by me, and for the rest of his life, he will help Qianyang and Yinming. Mausoleum."

   "Yes, son."

   Lu He exhaled. Originally, he had a serious intention of killing and wanted to take the other's life directly. It was only because the two adults, Qian Yang and Yin Ming, were kind to him that he could not let go.

   But when I heard that the son wanted this person to take an oath to guard the mausoleum to redeem his sins, he was quite agreeable.

   According to the customs of the Dongsheng dynasty, the master was a slave during his life, and after the death of the master, he was mostly a tomb guard.

   The identity of the grandmaster surnamed Lu will be the slave of Qian Yang and Yin Ming from now on.

   "Bai Qing and Yue Yang, how are they?"

   Zhuang Ming exhaled and asked, "I went to see it last night, but I haven't woken up yet."

   "Yue Yang is still unconscious, but his life is no longer in danger."

  Lu He responded: "Bai Qing is also in no danger of life. He woke up this morning with only one broken arm and depressed mood."

   Zhuang Ming said softly: "Follow me to see him."

  ——

   In the room.

   Bai Qing sat on the bed, tilted his head and looked at the broken arm with a sad expression.

   The door of the room suddenly opened.

   He looked up, and saw his senior brother Lu He, pushing the son Zhuang Ming in.

   "The son."

  Bai Qing was about to get up, but only moved a little before sitting down paralyzed.

   Zhuang Ming stretched out his hand and pressed it, and said: "The injury is on the body, take more rest."

   Luhe's eyes fell on his broken arm with a complex expression.

  Bai Qing showed a different color, looked at Luhe, and suddenly said, "Brother, are you going to be the trend?"

   At this moment, Lu He's momentum has not yet converged, his vitality is surging, and his vitality is extremely strong.

   He walked into the room, it seemed that even the room became hot for three points.

   "It's finished."

   Luhe nodded.

   Bai Qing showed ecstasy, but fell down again in an instant, looked at his broken arm and smiled bitterly.

  Break this arm, the blood is not smooth, there is no hope for the grandmaster in this life.

   "One day, you will recover."

   Zhuang Ming said with a solemn expression.

   Bai Qing was startled, and then nodded heavily.

   Putting it in the past, maybe just using words as a son, just a little comfort.

  Although the son is wise and foresight, it is an exhaustive strategy, but he also knows that the son is a man, not a god.

   And this renewal of the broken limb only exists in the legend.

   But now the young master can raise even the flood dragon in the fairy tale, and even Yue Yang's obviously dying guy can come back from the dead, so what is impossible to renew his limbs?

   At this moment, thinking about it, the son who can control the dragon is not only a magical calculation, he is indeed a god.

   "The son..."

   Bai Qing seemed to have thought of something, and sighed, "You are not authentic."

   Zhuang Ming smiled and said, "Why not be authentic?"

   Bai Qing said: "It only takes seven quarters of an hour, so I just want to give me an hour to let me work hard, rack my brains, and think about how to delay this eight quarters..."

Zhuang Ming laughed when he heard the words, and said: "I told you that it must be within an hour, and it will be an hour at the latest. It's just that I will leave the customs ahead of schedule. Besides, set everything higher. It’s not a bad thing. Even if I only asked you to block it for seven quarters of an hour, I guess you just felt that you couldn’t stop it."

  Bai Qing was noncommittal, just thinking of something, his eyes showed longing.

   Zhuang Ming understood, stretched out his hand.

   Jiaolong slowly emerged from his sleeve, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is two feet long and **** wide.

  Bai Qing and Lu He, both showed awe and awe-inspiring colors.

   Is this the dragon that defeated the southern army of more than 20,000 towns?

   Both of them have met before. The dragon is more than ten feet long and as thick as a water tank, wandering in the wind and clouds, sweeping through thousands of horses.

   At this moment, the body is so petite, it is really a dream.

   "The magical powers of the dragon and the dragon are big and small."

   Zhuang Ming said: "You have also seen it soar in the sky, sweeping through thousands of troops."

   Lu He and Bai Qing nodded, both with emotion.

   I thought that the master of martial arts was the strongest martial artist.

   The two adults, Qianyang and Yin Ming, are the strongest masters.

   But I did not expect that above the master, there is the power of this fairy god.

   "From the beginning, this is the son's support?"

   "Yes." Zhuang Ming nodded and said, "It's just that the dragons hadn't been cultivated in the past, so they had to tolerate and retreat under the power of King Chen, and now they have to use them."

   "Hahaha, with this supernatural power, it's no wonder that the son directly turned his face with Wang Chen and is not afraid to rebel against the charges."

Bai Qing laughed and said: "Otherwise, let Longjun take the son to Beijing and knock the emperor down from the throne. You sit on it yourself? In this way, we will change the dynasty and our brothers and sisters will probably still be able to make the country heroes... …"

   Lu He's complexion changed slightly when he heard the words, he seemed to hesitate after thinking of something.

   Zhuang Ming just laughed at the so-called rebellious words.

   He was about to tell Lu He to do something.

   But at this moment, his brows gradually frowned.

   The true qi in his body felt a little turbulent.

   Seems to be... disturbed?

  

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