Black Wizard Zhu Peng

Watching my brother being riding on the Moon God Haruka wearing a purple dress, that beautiful Dongying girl, her gorgeous skirts that seemed to be blooming like wild flowers covered the lower body of both sides.

I watched Moon God leaning over and kissing... and Zhu Peng's servant was actually drunk! !

An unnamed fire burned in her heart, blood surged, Qiuyue Aili only felt that her eyes were red. It's like the big white pig, who was raised in the pen so hard, was led out by the cabbage, and ran away without looking back.

(Outrageous, why did you do my brother!?)

With this idea, she mobilized her whole magical power and drove the magic cannon. The emotional Qiuyue Aili shot at the shameless man and woman in front of her... and then the entire mansion was shocked.

Akizuki Aili's magic cannon is not small, but the energy cohesion and penetration are not enough, it is just a large firecracker picture with momentum.

Even the burning vindictiveness of Moon God Yao's body was not broken, but Zhu Peng, who was addicted to the fragrance, was finally awakened, and he urged his force and slammed.

Moon God Yao flew away from him like a flying figure, then turned lightly to the ground.

A few moments later, a group of elders arrived, but this kind of Shura Field, chaotic and complicated multi-angle relationship, even the always calm Akizuki Marana could not explain clearly.

Qiuyue Sayuri saw that her daughter was still holding a cannon at Moon God Yao, which of course was a reprimand. However, Moon God Meihui looked at her daughter's appearance as if she had stolen a chicken fox, and she knew it secretly in her heart. Both sides thought that the big things would be changed into smaller ones.

As for the opinions of the victim Zhu Peng?

Even Zhu Peng must be concerned about the reputation of his alchemy master. If he is overthrown by a subordinate or a little girl, he can tell the truth without face, but Wudang Chunyang Sect’s thousand-year-old name cannot tolerate any taint Discredit.

As a result, this small incident and episode were forcibly suppressed under the will of everyone present.

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"Look at what you look like, and you have delivered vain goods to your door, and you still feel like you are taking a lot of money. How can I have such a shameless daughter like you." Two hours later, I sat in my carriage , Moon God Meihui counted her daughter who was making up the corners of her mouth, and was deeply annoyed.

"Yeah, I'm just sending you a vain product... Mom, how did you seduce your foster father back then?" Moon Shenyao rushed on to rub his mother's **** vigorously.

At this moment, she had long hair and a wicked smile, and her red lips and white face were in the dimly lit carriage, just like a young noble boy with a wicked charm.

"Alas...you damned dead girl." Under the provocative skills of her daughter, the dignified and calm-looking Moon God Meihui quickly softened like a pile of mud.

After a long while, the lazy and sweet words sounded in the carriage again.

"So, did you really get it? The character who made Kalinte defeated, could you break it so easily?" The unruly dressed lady held Moon Shenyao and leaned her head on her daughter. Some lazily asked on his shoulder.

"How does the old lady Kalinte compare with the youthful and beautiful me..." When she said this, Moon Godyao gently licked her tongue, her eyes bursting with excitement.

"What pure Yang Wuji, what Dao Sect's No. 1 master... It's a guy who suppresses himself, can explode at any time, and endures his desires... His pure Yang essence, I want to decide."

A few days after the incident, Qiuyue Zhenna was okay. Every time Qiuyue Aili saw Zhu Peng in the mansion, she would turn her head and hum, then strode away.

Zhu Peng was also helpless with her. During this period of time, he had already removed a piece of armor, and even reduced the time to study witchcraft, and devoted his main energy to martial arts.

The Pill Yuan Fa conference twenty days later was not like what Moon God Yao said, it was just that Li Jingxuan was very moved and invited the alchemists of the Chinese Samurai Association to gather.

Or in her understanding, it's just that.

However, after reading the invitation carefully, and talking on the phone with Yang Caier and his uncle "mind reader" Li Daoman, Zhu Peng really understood what was going on.

Twenty days later, the Danyuan Fa conference will not only be attended by contemporary masters of the Chinese Samurai Association and outstanding young generations, but also representatives of more than 30 foreign martial arts sects.

And the other party's leader is the demigod sword holy emperor Yubing, the art mentor of Jin Caicai, the contemporary saint of the Silver Moon Tower of Vientiane Mountain, the third wife of Li Jingxuan!

Demi-God Sword Saint Emperor Yubing...The veteran demi-god peak, almost half of his feet have already stepped into the transcendent sanctuary.

In the war of the Wizarding World to invade the plane of the **** of Sirius, he used the "Sword of Heaven" to kill with one hand.

But even so, the demigod Sword Saint still kept the integrity of the Silver Moon Pagoda in Vientiane Mountain despite the defeat of the entire Heavenly Wolf God plane.

Of course, as you can imagine, it must have been miserable.

Otherwise, this powerful Juggernaut would not send out his most beloved female disciple, marrying Li Jingxuan, the president of the Chinese Warrior Association who is also embarrassed, as his wife and attracting foreign aid.

Now whether it is the earth civilization or the plane of the Sirius God, they have basically been included in the wizarding world. However, the two forces just took a breath, but they began to have to look at each other for food.

In the wizarding world, the suppression of the Wuxue sect was conceivable, but neither Li Jingxuan nor Huang Yubing obviously wanted their sect to be cut off in their own generation.

They couldn't do it and didn't dare to do it with the Tongtian Witch Tower, but the profession of wizard is very apt to be innate, as evidenced by the earth's mudblood with a population of over 100 million.

This is still relatively good. For races like Orc races that are naturally strong against war, the scarcity of clansmen with spiritual talents and aptitudes can only be described by the words "horrible".

After being attacked by the Wizarding World, the plane of Sirius originally ruled the Orc race, with males as slaves and females as prostitutes, and it can be imagined that there will be no room for change from generation to generation, and will be enslaved and oppressed until genocide. Like the survivors of the earth, the second and third generations quickly turned on their mental power qualifications, and even the first generations had Zhu Peng and Qiuyue sisters who overtook corners, which were absolutely different.

Zhu Peng used his alchemy to bypass the bottleneck restriction of spiritual power aptitude. After being promoted to a legendary wizard, the degree of influence on the profession of wizardry by his talent aptitude has been very low.

The Qiuyue sisters and other talented individuals with spiritual power cultivation qualifications belong to adaptive mutations. Even the earth in the empty magic environment has a small number of supernaturalists awakened. When the surrounding environment is full of magic power, these people hide and sleep. The aptitude deep in the bloodline was unlocked.

Because the orcs have excellent martial arts training qualifications, it is clearly the Silver Moon Tower of the Vientiane Mountain of the human sect, as well as the 28 large and small martial arts sects under it. These years have more or less absorbed some orcs as inheritance disciples, but this After all, the ratio can't be too much, otherwise there will be no difference from changing the orthodoxy.

In this case, these martial arts sects are focusing on the large numbers of earth survivors under the rule of the Chinese Samurai Association.

Although the physique of these Chinese survivors is not comparable to that of the orcs, they have a bonus in understanding and intelligence, and their cultural traditions are combative, martial, persevering and tough. The tribe has developed into an astonishing territorial area. Under the radiation of power, almost all land suitable for human habitation has been occupied.

Such a civilization, such a race, is not easy to fight or fight, it is impossible. If it is cowardly, it would have been swallowed up by the long river of history in that small tribe period thousands of years ago...

Moreover, the ethics and ethics of the Chinese survivors who have passed on for thousands of years and regarded their masters as their fathers are also appreciated by these broken martial arts sects.

However, how could a person like Li Jingxuan allow a group of aliens to scoop a lot of meat from their own race?

He also focused on the vindictive martial arts heritage accumulated by these sects over the long years. After all, there are still an absolute minority of the remnants of the earth who can become wizards. Li Jingxuan wants to make a way for future generations. The big fat in front of him, he But it must be bitten.

Because Zhu Peng was looking for the hope of a new plane suitable for survival for the Chinese survivors, Li Jingxuan did not notify Zhu Peng even with such a major event.

However, by coincidence, Zhu Peng came back just after two years of training in the Black Fort, so he received the handwritten handwritten copy from the hand of Moon Godyao from Li Jingxuan.

Even at this time, Li Jingxuan did not intend to disturb Zhu Peng's mind, so the content he wrote on the invitation was rather vague.

However, Zhu Peng has gradually learned through the wind and rain over the years, and he is no longer a martial artist who was not good at thinking back then.

He tasted the wrong taste from the list of invitations he received, and then through the information channels between Yang Caier and his uncle, he gradually understood the ins and outs of the whole thing.

In the next twenty days, Zhu Peng and Ma Yongzhen dismantled their moves, recovered their state, refined the magic sword, and enlightened martial arts.

On the day of the Danyuan Festival, Zhu Peng took Ma Qianrong and the Qiuyue sisters, and boarded the carriage sent by the Chinese Warrior Association to welcome them.

"Five thousand years ago we faced the flood like the ancient Egyptians, four thousand years ago we played with bronzes like the Babylonians, three thousand years ago we thought about philosophy like the Greeks, and two thousand years ago we fought around like the Romans. A thousand years ago, we were as rich as the Arabs, but in the 21st century of the earth, we and the Americans are a little longer and shorter!

We Huaxia people have been playing mahjong on the world's poker tables for five thousand years, but now the opposite is replaced by aliens, but I still don't think we will lose! ! Sitting in the carriage, Zhu Peng took out a bottle of rice wine from a cupboard on one side, and Zhu Peng poured out two glasses. Then he and Ma Yongzhen knocked and touched them. The two toasted at the same time and drank them.

"I have never had the opportunity to do a little bit for my homeland. I didn't expect that when I grow old, I can stand up to the national disaster... Zhu Peng, don't worry, if I have a chance to take action, I will never shame you." After all the alcohol, he said so.

……Foreigners never brag when writing history, they just write bragging as history:

Bragging about territorial issues, in addition to the well-known sticks abroad, North Korea and Vietnam are also first-class masters in this way. These two countries were formerly dependent countries of China. One felt that the north of the Yangtze River was North Korea, and the other I feel that the south of the Yangtze River is from Vietnam. Combining these two forces, I feel that the Chinese swim in the Yangtze River for more than 5,000 years. Later they went ashore and evolved into Pandaren, and then they lay down the current 9.6 million square kilometers. The country...

If it is really a large organization with a deep foundation, a major event like the annexation of factions, maybe today's Danyuan event will not show up until it emerges from the ship.

However, both the Chinese Samurai Association and the Silver Moon Tower in Vientiane Mountain are relatively marginalized organizations in the wizarding world. It can only be said that it is better to be mixed in the marginalized organizations.

Therefore, when an annexation conference is held, no one should swell their faces and fill up fat people. If the momentum is too big, the Wizard City Administration Office will be drawn over to issue a ticket, and everyone will be ugly.

However, even so, the Chinese Samurai Association still managed the scale and scene of this Danyuan event to the relative limit it could do.

Before the banquet, there were two themes at the highest point. Li Jingxuan and the Demigod Sword Saint of Silver Moon Tower were parallel to each other. There was a distance but not too far.

Next are the legendary warriors of nearly 30 sects, and the masters of the Dan realm from the Chinese Warrior Association. The seven major alchemists of the Chinese Samurai Association except Li Jingxuan are in the front row on the left, and Zhu Peng and Yang Caier of the five tigers are also sitting extremely high in the second row of alchemists.

Below them are the remaining three tigers, thirteen eagles, and even the new masters among the juniors.

There are less than 280 guests in the entire banquet, and there are nearly 600 beautiful maids serving around, double configuration.

The peripheral setting of the banquet, the center of which is a large-scale loess arena, where a group of vulgar people who practice martial arts meet, don’t see blood without hands, isn’t it as boring as a banquet without wine?

Before the banquet officially began, a middle-aged man with a brave appearance and an upright appearance brought a man and a woman two servants to the Zhu Peng banquet. He first held his fists and then said:

"But Wudang Chunyang Sect, Junior Brother Zhu of the Iron Wing Feihu?"

Before the man got close, Zhu Peng had already noticed the other person's sight on him. Looking at the pair of swords carried by the male and female servants behind him, he had already roughly guessed the identity of the man in front of him.

Forget about that manservant, that looks at best can only be regarded as a maid with a back sword, and there are two horns on her forehead...not like a demon or ordinary Western dragon horn.

In the Chinese Samurai Association, there is such a pomp, and it needs to be such a pomp.

"Flying Tiger Li Ce, Brother Li?" Zhu Peng replied with the same hands clasped fists in ancient salute.

"It's right here, I am in charge of the financial account, and I haven't shown up for a long time. I didn't expect Junior Brother Zhu to recognize me. It's a great honor and honor." Li Ce seemed quite happy because of Zhu Peng's name.

Where did Li Ce know that Zhu Peng had turned his mind several times as to how to call him.

If he was still a pure warrior, Bacheng would also directly ask: "Are you the eldest son of Mr. Li Jingxuan?"

However, in the past two years Zhu Peng has cultivated spiritual power and learned many witchcraft systems. His mind is always running and he has become a little more active. When he saw Li Ce's identity, Zhu Peng thought and thought, and finally decided to cross Li Jingxuan and call Li Ce directly. The name... really made the other party very happy.

No one wants to live in the shadow of his own Lao Tzu for a lifetime. It is an honor for Li Ce to be Li Jingxuan's son. He was born at the end of his life that many people could not catch up with, but it was also his misfortune.

It is foreseeable that, let alone this life, he will never have the chance to surpass his father even if he will work hard together in the next life.

In the eyes of many people, Li Ce will always be just the eldest son of Li Jingxuan.

Li Jingxuan is the old man of Hongmen. Because there is no heir to inheritance, he was widowed for 30 years and only married the young and beautiful Han Fangxue at the age of 55. Then he had his only son, Li Ce.

Although the hero of Li Jingxuan I did not spoil Li Ce, Li Ce has been shrouded in the shadow of his father since he was a child. He knew that he would not be able to compete with his father after practicing martial arts for a lifetime.

So this kid went to the sea to do business. With the power of the Hongmen and his own intelligent efforts, it was a wind and water in the era when money could be used for ghosts or gods... Then the abyssal catastrophe came.

Then came the earth-shaking changes of the entire era. By this time, he was more than 30 years old, and Li Ce, who had slept with countless celebrities and tender models, wanted to turn his head to practice martial arts and hold Dan. There was no door, let alone the door, the windows were all nailed to death. Up.

Among the five tigers and thirteen eagles of the Chinese Samurai Association, his combat power is mid-level, and his potential is near the bottom. Fortunately, he has a certain commercial ability and is in charge of the finances of the entire Chinese Samurai Association...Don't think it is a good job.

Li Jingxuan of the Chinese Samurai Association is not a person who smashes the earth's survivors, but also shelters everywhere. How can such an organization have money?

Li Ce dismantled the east and supplemented the west, and moved left and right, barely guaranteeing the financial operation of the entire Chinese Warrior Association. For this reason, Zhu Peng admired the man in front of him.

Being able to live in the shadow of such an old man without becoming a dude, and secondly, he can still make a career on his own. Although the field is different, this person is worthy of recognition. So when Zhu Peng had a face-to-face meeting with him, what he was about to say was still in his head, picking up what the other party liked to say, because of this affirmation.

Because they both had a relative goodwill in their hearts, the two talked quite happily. After a while, Zhu Peng was too lazy to circle around again, and asked straightaway:

"Brother Li, for today's Danyuan feast, there are many places that I want to come to. Brother Li needs to personally check it. If it is just to get acquainted with me, I shouldn't pick this time specially...Brother Li has something to say. If you can help, brother, I will try to help."

"Uh... this, this." Li Ce seemed to find it difficult to express his teeth. He held back for a long time, but in the end he just said nothing.

Zhu Peng smiled slightly when he saw this, then he raised his head and said behind the two servants of Li Ce: "Since they have already come, let's come out and meet."

As soon as this remark came out, a moment later.

A man with hair standing upright like a porcupine, with a majestic and healthy body, and a faint desolation looming in his aura, walked around behind the two servants of Li Ce.

He was carrying a large package wrapped in coarse cloth. At this moment, when he faced Zhu Peng directly, the muscles on his cheek twitched uncontrollably.

Xiao Zhan and Xiao Pojun, who were "power to break a thousand army", are still the same today, but Zhu Peng can no longer feel his wild and arrogant spirit. This man seems to have lost his spirit, at this moment. Standing here, there is only one shelf left.

"Junior brother, I also know that this matter is not in line with the rules of the world. Even my father wouldn’t let me intervene, but it’s difficult for me...I know that Xiao Pojun and Junior Brother have old grievances, but he holds two sources of money for me. Today I still have to end up fighting for the death in the meeting. Anyway, people are here. If you really can't bear the tone of the year, Junior Brother, you can chop him with a sword." When he said this, Li Ce turned his head and shouted in a low voice: "Not yet. Come here."

Not far away, when Xiao Pojun heard Li Ce's words, the flesh on his face twitched again.

However, he finally walked up to Zhu Peng step by step, then slowly knelt down on his knees, and then untied the package he had been carrying from his back. After tearing open the outer coarse cloth, he revealed a handle covered in deep darkness. The beheading sword.

"Just relying on the face, let the younger brother let go of the dark arrow hatred of the year. Senior brother, I don’t have that great face. This sword is named'Dark' and it is one of the four famous swords forged by the Jinling Military Region in desperate situations. It is 159 in length. Centimeters, width 18 cm, weight 76 kg, heavy and sharp, with a strong aura... Back then my father went to Jinling for rescue and was gifted by the military, but my father was not good at using a sword, and finally fell into my hand. Junior brother can't let go of this servant, I gave this sword to Junior Brother, the famous sword is supposed to be a hero." After Li Ce finished his words, he turned around and left, leaving Xiao Pojun here alone.

At this moment, almost all the eyes of the audience have been more or less focused. The five tigers of the Chinese Samurai will gather three of them. Among them is Xiao Pojun, who is known as the most arrogant and arrogant, kneeling down and giving his sword. I can't control my eyes.

"Brother, cut this vile villain, that Li Ce will never turn his face with you just because of him." After Li Ce left, Ai Li Qiuyue couldn't help but whispered secretly behind Zhu Peng.

Most of Zhu Peng’s events in those days did not deliberately conceal the Qiuyue sisters. After concealing the period when they fell into the abyss, the Qiuyue sisters knew that Zhu Peng ran with a sword for the entire Jinling and assassinated, but in the end he was killed by Xiao Pojun, who is also of the same Chinese family. It's almost killed.

Qiuyue Aili was relatively straightforward. When she heard this story back then, she hated her teeth. Now she has a chance to retaliate, she secretly picks up Zhu Peng and hacks her opponent to death. By the way, the world-famous sword in front of her gets dark.

However, Zhu Peng did not respond to Qiuyue's words. After a moment of silence, this man took Xiao Pojun's beheading sword with both hands.

"I've been waiting for you to break through the Dan realm, and then defeat you... to kill you." Zhu Peng said indifferently as he watched the big sword in his hand.

"But I seem to really overestimate you. Back then, Ao Xiao Qing Hou Liu Qinghou fought to save his father from the abyss, and Yang Cai'er, a romantic poet and wine, successfully broke through with the legendary vampire. After many setbacks, I finally stepped into the Dan Taoist fairyland. ... And you, Xiao Pojun, who swallowed thousands of li in anger, said, "Japanese girl, Li Jingxuan can't play it, but you can't play it?" Xiao Pojun, today is kneeling in front of your enemy in order to survive?" Emotions, but when the words came to the end, Zhu Peng was almost questioning.

At this moment, his gaze moved down to look at Xiao Pojun who was kneeling at his feet, his eyes were extremely terrifying.

Under Zhu Peng's gaze, Xiao Zhan's strong body trembled slightly. No one knew whether he was trying to suppress his anger, or he was really shattered under the coercion of the Dan realm immortal.

However, in any case, starting today, Xiao Zhan, one of the five tigers, "powerful and powerful", will become a joke, a joke that will be passed down in the Chinese Warrior Association for thousands of years.

"Fuck... I'm ashamed of you."

After a while, Zhu Peng suddenly kicked out, and Xiao Zhan was kicked hard by him. He kicked and flew out, and finally fell heavily to the ground, vomiting a huge mouthful of blood.

"Brother, why didn't you kill him? That person is introverted and deep, and he will hate you to the bone if he suffers such a humiliation in front of you today." At this time, it was not Akizuki Airi who was talking, but Akizuki Marina, she I thought that Zhu Peng would definitely kill Xiao Zhan, but he didn't expect his brother to let him go.

"Today he is not as good as me. No matter how fast he advances in the future, he will never be my opponent. What's more, Li Ce and even Mr. Li will definitely watch him firmly for me. From then on, Xiao Zhan will only be for the Chinese Samurai Association. It's just a dog who is betraying his life...kill him? Dirty the peerless sword I just got." As he said, Zhu Peng took the handkerchief from Qiuyue Aili and wiped the beheaded sword that was wrapped in deep darkness in his hand, quietly Waiting for the official start of the Danyuan feast.

At the same time, among the three masters and servants in the distance, the delicate girl with a pair of dragon horns on her forehead said to Li Ce: "Young master, the kick that the iron wing tiger just kicked out seems to hide a huge grudge. , Now he invaded Xiao Zhan's internal organs... Didn't he intend to show you face in the face, and secretly kill Xiao Zhan?"

"Don't worry, it's not... Zhu Peng's last kick, the blood-killing tactics enveloping the internal organs, the fighting spirit erodes the internal organs and pushes the potential. He is forcing Xiao Zhan to take the lead, gnawing on the hardest ideas, and then exit as soon as possible to heal his injuries It's really too powerful. With such a violent and violent power of vindictiveness, this Zhu Peng can actually play such tricks. The Dan Taoist Wonderland really has such an exaggerated effect on the improvement of vindictive power? Or is it just him." The eyes of the famous servant with a long sword are obviously different from those of ordinary people. He is obviously not strong, but his observation power is surprisingly terrifying.

It was just his casual words, but he inadvertently touched the most uncomfortable part of the master beside him, which made Li Ce's expression gloomy, and at the same time made the delicate girl with a knife in the top corner beat him vigorously.

"Okay, Long Er, don't bully Jin Tong. For so many years, I don't care that I can't be promoted to the fairyland. I don't care that much anymore. Can I become stronger just by cultivating vindictive energy? Why have to go all the way to black. Earth. Most of the survivors couldn't become wizards. Could they not live anymore and die?" Turning around and stopping the fight between his two servants, there was finally a lingering sadness in Li Ce's eyes. However, he quickly adjusted his mentality and turned his gaze to Xiao Zhan, who was retracted into the corner and meditated alone.

Xiao Zhan is in charge of the sword of despair among the four famous swords in Jinling. He wants to use man and the sword to temper a guilty spirit, return to the origin and purify the foundation, so as to break through to the fairyland of the alchemy... The alchemist, the alchemist who is strong enough to match the sword saint and even the wizard, can't break through the ordinary warrior, the swordsman, it is great to mix with the secretive career promotion like Yang Caier, but where can it be stronger than the ordinary warrior?

Today Zhu Peng gave him Li Ce and even his father's face. From then on, he will keep an eye on Xiao Zhan, and even his father will pay attention to Xiao Zhan. He can break through, temper a spine and be promoted to the alchemy fairyland, but he has revenge. Zhu Peng's goal can only be.

If Xiao Zhan wanted to go through evil ways, such as murdering relatives or something, Li Jingxuan would kill him, but if he had the strength to defeat Zhu Peng upright, Li Jingxuan would not care, even if Xiao Zhan would kill Zhu Peng and Li Jingxuan. It doesn’t matter... The president of the Chinese Samurai Association wants someone who can bring hope to civilization. This is something the weak can’t do~www.readwn.com~ So Li Jingxuan will support Zhu Peng, but will not shelter He...Zhu Peng was not Li Jingxuan's illegitimate son. If he had no potential, he would kill him. Instead, Li Jingxuan wanted to appreciate Xiao Zhan for erasing the wrong bet for himself, avoiding subsequent losses.

The sky is unkind and regards all things as humble dogs; the saints are unkind and regard all beings as humble dogs, and Li Jingxuan, who practices **** and demon skills, is a person who is humbled by sentient beings. Such people are already hard to say good and evil.

Sometimes Li Ce would often wonder, even if he died in front of that man...whether he would shed even a tear for himself.

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The small episode soon ended. With the guests from both sides seated and seated, the Danyuan event began.

In the loess arena below the stands, there was a round of swordsman dance. Countless male and female warriors dressed in armors, left shields and right swords, used the ancient Chinese soldiers to perform martial arts. While magnificent, they also contained enough culture and mystery. *Yang, life and death, victory and defeat, righteous and evil, hard and soft... the mystery of martial arts and the complex display of formations are also a manifestation of the Chinese Warrior Association's own heritage.

After martial arts practice has reached a certain level, culture, philosophy, and consciousness must be touched after all.

At the same time, the banquets on both sides began to arrange melon and fruit snacks and sweet tea.

Of course, the quality that can be arranged for this kind of occasion is of excellent quality. Ellie couldn't resist the temptation of a big peach that was sweet and lovely.

"Ellie, don't eat anything else after eating this peach, otherwise you won't have any good fortune when something good comes up." Zhu Peng glanced at the girl beside her and said with a smile.

In fact, it is not accurate to say that the mouth is good. Although the golden essence nourishes the body, it may not be delicious.