I have Futian in my heart

Chapter 212
The strong man who called himself Lao Wu scratched his head when he heard the words, and said: "Tiger meat is not tasty, why beat him? No, I said why are you so weird? It's okay to move strangely, and ask me, Lao Wu I'm afraid I'm not a good person with such problems. Come on, follow me to see the official!"

Speaking of opening his palm like a cattail fan, he was about to grab Zheng Xiaoming by the collar and take Zheng Xiaoming to see the official.

However, Zheng Xiaoming took a step back and waved to him with a bright smile: "Goodbye Wu Erlang! I'll play with you next time!"

Speaking of which, a gust of mist surged in, wrapped it up, and made Zheng Xiaoming disappear without a trace the next moment.

Only Wu Erlang was left scratching his head: "Weird, weird! This guy is really weird! How does he know I'm Wu Erlang?"

After thinking about it, Jiu Jin couldn't figure it out, so he didn't bother to think about it. He put the whistle stick on his shoulder, strode forward with a lantern, and disappeared in a moment.

At this time, Zheng Xiaoming had returned to Futian and laughed loudly: "Interesting, interesting. It's really interesting! I didn't expect that I would meet the virtual world to take a picture. I'm lucky!"

In Tianwei Army's archives on the Void Realm, there is a record of a special situation called Void Realm Photography, which is somewhat similar to the sounds of ancient battlefields recorded due to special environments and magnetic fields in the human world.

It is said that in the imaginary world, some historical fragments that happened in ancient times are sometimes recorded for various reasons.

Apparently, Zheng Xiaoming has just encountered a certain historical fragment that happened in the past, maybe thousands of years ago, a certain historical scene of Wu Erlang passing by the pine forest at night.

This experience is not for everyone!
As for the danger of being almost smashed into the head with a stick... Anyway, Wu Erlang stopped in the end, and Zheng Xiaoming's head was still on his neck, wasn't it?
"It's a pity that this kind of imaginary pictures are often just fragments, only a very short one. Otherwise, I really want to ask that Wu Erlang for some advice on martial arts practice!
That Wu Erlang is so powerful, I am afraid that he has really practiced martial arts to the point of supernatural powers! "

Thinking of Wu Erlang's unpredictable attack just now, attacking his own spirit and body at the same time, it was really amazing and memorable.

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"The Yaodao is dead! Being beaten by the enemy in the void." Zhai Leng said very flatly, as if he was just stating a fact.

But everyone in the Evil Buddha Sect who heard the news was all in an uproar: "That guy from the Yaodao is finally dead? I haven't made a move yet, who killed him?"

"Haha, that's great. That little boy is finally dead!"

"Who? Who beat Yaodao Baizuo to death? Don't you know that he is from our Evil Buddha Sect?"

All kinds of yelling sounded together.

Zhai Leng said calmly: "That's the Great Chu Tianwei Army, a new security guard named Zheng Xiaoming killed Yaodao!"

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings immediately became quiet, and then the hall exploded.

"What? Tianwei Army? This damn Tianwei Army again? How dare they kill our people?"

"These bastards, relying on the Emperor Longting to occupy the entire Middle-earth China, now dare to kill our people!"

"A group of guys who occupy the latrine and don't shit, they occupy so many imaginary resources in Middle-earth. It's just too overbearing!"

"Who is that Zheng Xiaoming? Why haven't I heard of it before? When will a new security officer be so powerful!"

Many Evil Buddha Sect masters shouted excitedly.

I don't know whether he hates Zheng Xiaoming more or the Tianwei Army more.Or are they more afraid of the Tianwei Army?

Zhai Leng ignored the many clamoring people, and looked at one of the masters of the Evil Buddha Sect, Tianwai Hongchen, and said, "That Zheng Xiaoming is also a martial arts practitioner! You are the best at dealing with such people. Hongchen, let him You are here to deal with it!"

Hong Chen nodded lightly when he heard the words, and said pretendingly: "In this age, it is a joke that there are still people practicing martial arts! But since Lao Leng entrusted him to me, let me go and take care of him. He cleaned it up!"

As for Zheng Xiaoming's cultivation base and level, he didn't even ask.Anyway, he is not as good as him!
And Zhai Leng also showed a look of reassurance, if this Tianwai Hongchen personally dealt with Zheng Xiaoming, then that Zheng Xiaoming must be dead.

The Evil Buddha Sect is the descendant of a group of ancient practitioners, and they all exist in pursuit of extraordinary power regardless of means.

This man from the outside world is a very typical one. In order to pursue power, he transformed himself into a half-dead, half-alive zombie body, invulnerable and infinitely powerful.

One time before, he was directly hit by a grenade, but only suffered a small injury!
Such a person, presumably, restrains a master of martial arts like Zheng Xiaoming!

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"Sister, sister... get up! Eat!"

Zheng Xiaoming's voice woke up Zheng Yingying who was sleeping on the bed.She vaguely smelled a fragrance, got up in a daze, and after a long while, she suddenly woke up.

Then he saw a bowl of crystal clear rice in front of him.

The grains of rice are distinct and plump, like pearls.In a certain island country, this is called silver relic, and it is said to be food that can be eaten without regret.

It's just that Zheng Yingying woke up, looked at Zheng Xiaoming blankly, and said: "You woke me up early in the morning to give me this?"

The coda is already an octave higher.It seems that if Zheng Xiaoming can't explain clearly quickly, his ears will suffer!
Also, in Dachu, you eat white rice for people.It is estimated that anyone will cover your face with a bowl of rice.

How can you eat without food?

No matter how bad it is, I have to make soy sauce bibimbap, lard bibimbap or something?
You, Zheng Xiaoming, brought a bowl of white rice for Zheng Yingying to eat. If you don't make it clear, you will be blamed if Zheng Yingying doesn't clean up!
Zheng Xiaoming gave a dry laugh and said, "Sister, what is this place?"

Zheng Yingying looked at it and said, "This is my bedroom, what's wrong..."

Halfway through the conversation, he suddenly understood, and said in surprise, "This is in a dream? You invited me to dinner in the dream! That's right, it's the Zhuangyuan fruit that you gave me before, the Jingfei fruit is similar?"

Zheng Xiaoming nodded in relief, it seems that his sister is not stupid enough!Finally understood.

"Sister, this is a good thing! It is spiritual rice that can only be eaten by night watchmen in the virtual world. These spiritual rice are sold by the piece. Do you know how much this spiritual rice is worth?"

He knew that if he talked too much about the benefits of this kind of Lingmi to a layman like Zheng Yingying, she wouldn't understand, so it would be more intuitive to just talk about the price!

(End of this chapter)