Chapter 805 Divine Consciousness Warning
"Hmph, he's playing tricks, otherwise how could I have lost to him!" Little War God Yang Bing couldn't hold back his face and explained this sentence.
"If you don't fight, you don't know each other. If you don't fight, you don't know each other. The battle of Longmen has nothing to do with grievances. It is fate that the two meet today. Let's sit down and have a drink together, and we will become confidants on the road of practice. Come, come, drink together A cup." Song Shenhou was really popular, so he took the initiative to mediate.
Zhu Minglang and the multi-armed monster didn't rise to the point of immortality, so they took the initiative to toast him.
With a straight face, Yang Bing drank it reluctantly, and then said: "You are selected by the gods of the small place, and it is considered capable to reach that height in Longmen..."
"Acceptance, Brother Yang has accepted." Zhu Minglang said modestly.
Several other people were interested in Zhu Minglang's deeds in Longmen. Of course, Zhu Minglang would not say too much, but simply said that after defeating Yang Bing, he found a place to hide and left Longmen when the time came. What a trick.
Yang Bing died in Longmen very early, so naturally he didn't know what happened after that.
If these people knew that Zhu Minglang had killed Hua Qiu, their souls would probably be scared away.
Song Shenhou brought good wine, and several of them had drunk three rounds, and they had already started calling each other brothers, and the female dreamer was no longer as wary of Zhu Minglang as she was before, and even made indirect remarks, hoping to learn about the sparrow wolf god from Zhu Minglang .
Of course Zhu Minglang would not tell her the matter. The female dreamer originally planned to sneak into Zhu Minglang's dream to find the answer after Zhu Minglang fell asleep drunk, but when the female dreamer just had this idea, Zhu Minglang's eyes changed. As if she could see through her intentions, the female dreamer let out a cold sweat in shock, and when she looked at Zhu Minglang carefully, she found that Zhu Minglang was still smiling, not much different from the defenseless appearance of Hexu just now. It seemed that the sharp and terrifying gaze just now was just the fantasy of the female dreamer.
The female dreamer shook her head, immediately dispelling the dangerous thought just now.
For some reason, her intuition told her that if she sneaked into the man's dream without the man's permission, she might not be able to come out alive.
Everyone drank until late at night, the night in Xuange Shendu was quiet and peaceful, there was no need to worry about any little underworld creatures coming to harass them, even if they walked in the empty alley at midnight, there was no need to worry about those enchanting monsters at all.
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Zhu Minglang was still half-drunk. From these people, Zhu Minglang still learned a lot of interesting information. At least there are about ten gods in Tianshu Shenjiang who are not entrusted by Jielongmen.
It was hand-picked by Hua Qiu, Xuan Ge, Ming Meng, and Zhao Yao, who were relatively high-status gods.
Therefore, the thirty-three righteous gods in Tianshu Shenjiang actually have the taste of forming cliques. If Zhu Minglang wants to touch a god, he must first sort out his relationship network.
Zhu Minglang has clearly offended the God of Swagger.
It is impossible for Zhao Yao to be ignorant of the destruction of Hongtian Peak and Heitian Peak, and Qi Song Shenhou and Li Wangshan's suzerain have also heard about the fact that Zhao Yao Tianfeng was trampled and destroyed by mysterious gods...
Zhao Yao wears the same pair of pants as Hua Qiu, and Zhu Minglang is not stepping on the wrong person.
As for Xuan Ge...
On the surface, Xuan Ge is more opposed to Hua Chou's tyranny, but Xuan Ge Divine Kingdom is adjacent to Hua Chou Divine Kingdom, and Hua Qiu allows Xuan Ge Divine Kingdom to be so powerful and prosperous. Is there any other ulterior motive hidden in it? The secret is impossible to tell clearly.
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Zhu Minglang carried a half pot of wine and walked slowly along the long Xiashan Street.
He originally planned to walk in the direction of the temple to appreciate the elegance of the Xuange Temple, but he had a vague idea, which prevented him from continuing to walk there.
Just when Zhu Minglang was about to turn back, there was a young woman sitting on an empty stall on the road, shaking her slender legs, looking around boredly, as if she was waiting for someone.
Zhu Minglang saw her first, with a look of surprise on his face.
The young girl finally saw Zhu Minglang, her little face was full of disbelief!
"Zhu Minglang!!" The young woman trotted up, with a joyful smile, like a blooming daffodil.
"The chief manager of Longliang!" Zhu Minglang went up to meet him, smiling from the bottom of his heart.
No matter how romantic and beautiful this god is, it is not as pleasant as seeing an old friend.
"Sister said, wait here at noon tonight, and I will meet you. I didn't expect to meet you. Where have I been dead for the past three years!" Bright and happy, those eyes bent into crescent moons.
After three years, the girl has grown up and is a beautiful girl!
"Did Xing Hua ask you to wait for me here?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"Yes, my sister is so amazing, you can count all of this, ah, by the way, my sister has urged me to deliver this to you as soon as possible." Fang Niannian took out a delicate letter. Small letter paper, the letter paper is neatly folded and beautiful.
Zhu Minglang took it, and he knew it was drawn by Li Xing when he saw the handwriting on it.
There are several months in the Longmen, plus the four or five months of traveling, it means that it has been almost half a year since I saw him. Just seeing this delicate small character, Zhu Minglang's face appeared in Li Xinghua's mind.
I really miss it, I miss it so much.
"My lord, I can't go any further." Li Xinghua only wrote such a simple line, nothing else.
Zhu Minglang raised his head and glanced at the colorful path leading to the Xuange Temple.
In fact, Zhu Minglang has already planned to stop, he has a very strange intuition, that is, his inexplicable walking towards the temple tonight may fall into the destiny track carefully arranged by a certain god...
Although there will be no fear of life, it will make yourself into a passive situation.
"Did Xing Hua say anything else?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"No, she just told me to intercept you here, wow, you smell like alcohol, did you just come out of the place where you drank flower wine, Zhu Minglang, you are too much, your sisters are not here, you just go around Merry and happy, I can smell a strong smell of rouge, big scumbag!" Fang Niannian said angrily.
"I just drank wine with some little gods and demigods all night. Since Xing Hua told me not to go forward, let's go back." Zhu Minglang said.
Zhu Minglang took Fang Niannian, who had run out in the middle of the night, back to Xiashan Villa, asking about their affairs in the past three years along the way.
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The long Xiashan Avenue is extremely quiet, most of the residents have already fallen asleep, and even the noisy places have stopped making noise.
At a bridge across the Qingqingcheng River, a woman covered by a simple and elegant silk robe stood on the bank of the bridge, under a willow tree that was not easy to be noticed.
She looked up at Shiqiao from time to time, as if she was waiting for something.
Unfortunately, no one has ever walked on the bridge.