One person's royal painting

"Tell me, you don't rest at night, what can you do with me?"

Wang Bing leaned on the pillar beside him and said, "Don't tell me that you are interested in that Feng Baobao. Once you become interested, it seems like you can't get rid of it!"

"Is it as scary as you said!"

Lu Huan said: "Now everyone in the circle wants ten guys... no, it's nine guys, one of them let you solve it..."

"Let the nine brothers give you an accurate letter, whether this matter is true or not."

"Eh~"

Wang Bin asked meaningfully: "Why don't you ask the company? Isn't Feng Baobao in the company now?"

"Do you think the company will take care of them at this time?"

Lu Huan shrugged and said, "Besides, some people are also working on it, and are preparing to unite to put pressure on the company."

"Just a bunch of jumping clowns!"

"Are you really not interested?"

"If I was interested, I would have done it long before all of you."

Wang Bing stood up straight, walked past Lu Huan, and said as he walked, "Do you think these people still have a chance?"

Seeing Wang Bingyuan's voice, Lu Huan was silent for a moment, took out the mobile phone from his pocket, put it on his ear, and said, "You heard everything!"

"What a surprise!"

A voice that sounded a little frivolous came out of the headset, "I thought he was planning some kind of conspiracy now, this time Baobao Feng's matter is not small, how could he be absent from such matters!"

"Forget it, if you want to die yourself, don't blame me for not reminding you!"

Lu Huan said lightly: "I will return the favor of Shuangquanshou to you. In the future, you can find a way for this kind of thing. Lu Liang!"

"Don't, Xiaohuan!"

Lu Liang said shamelessly: "I'm still your brother, you don't even help your family, and I just let you find out, you are not willing to help me with such a small matter ?”

"It's muddy!"

Lu Huan rolled her eyes several times in her heart, and said: "The words that are disgusting in the first place are even more disgusting in your mouth. Don't ask me for this kind of thing in the future... No, you can just let me continue to help you. You can persuade the grandfather to relieve you. My marriage contract, otherwise I won't talk about it..."

"You are embarrassing!"

Lu Liang said helplessly: "I say this kind of thing is useless, but I can teach you a trick. You find a man to cook rice quickly, and then you don't need to marry into the Wang family."

"What kind of bad ideas are you talking about!"

Without further ado, Lu Huan hung up the phone directly. She shouldn't have expected that bastard Lu Liang.

"Really, that guy's momentum is getting stronger and stronger..."

Lu Huan looked sideways at the direction where Wang Bing disappeared, wondering if it was his own illusion. Since they came back from Nathan Island, Wang Bing's aura has faintly increased a lot.

Especially when fighting with Lu Jin, because Lu Huan learned to use both hands, she clearly felt that Wang Bing's aura was on par with Lu Jin's.

At that time, she almost didn't hold back, who is Lu Jin.

To put it bluntly, he is a hero-level existence, and Wang Bing's strong aura can be on par with Lu Jin.

Is it possible that becoming a king is now close to that of a hero?

The more this happened, the more helpless Lu Huan felt. Now she could understand more and more why the grandfather would allow herself to marry into the Wang family.

The stronger Wang Bing is, the more worthy the Lu family will win him over.

Her grandfather is just crazy, not stupid. With such a powerful ally, why isn't it worth deepening the relationship between the two sides?
Thinking of this, Lu Huan shook his head and walked towards his bedroom.

On the other side, Wang Bin, who had returned to the retreat room, sat cross-legged on the futon, looking at the glowing green ball in front of him.

At this time, the green ball was tightly bound in midair by a rope made of talismans, and the ground below it was also covered with incomprehensible incantations by the king.

"Humph!"

Wang Bing looked at the tree spirit in front of him, and said to himself: "How could it be possible for you to escape, but it is a bit interesting to say, this thing of yours is not naturally cultivated..."

Originally, Wang didn't think that the tree spirit was a tree spirit formed through the accumulation of nature like the natural elves. On the contrary, this guy was actually made by himself.

Although he didn't know how this thing was made, Wang really admired the wizard who made it.

That must also be a master of witchcraft.

Just like the creator of Eight Wonders!
After Nathan Island and his party, Wang Bing also got an important message, that is, the so-called Eight Miraculous Skills were not created by those eight people at all.

No wonder, that woman Qu Tong has always been so concerned about the source of the Eight Miraculous Skills.

Thinking about it carefully, it is really hard for Wang to imagine what kind of power it was to create such a powerful miraculous skill.

However, he is not an explorer. The king is not really concerned about things like tracing the origin of miraculous skills. The most urgent thing is to deal with this tree spirit quickly...

hum!
Thinking about it, a strange witch energy suddenly rose from Wang Bing's body, and under the control of Wang Bing's mind, he moved towards the shining green sphere.

……

At the foot of Longhu Mountain.

A figure dragged his tired figure towards Longhu Mountain, and behind him were several black shadows closely following him.

If you look carefully, the figure in front of you is clearly Wang Ye, but at this moment, Wang Ye is also a little embarrassed. He is holding his shoulders and galloping quickly through the jungle. slide.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
At this moment, several qi glows suddenly flickered in the darkness, and then, dense qi energy missiles shot towards Wang Ye.

"Damn it! There's no end to it..."

Wang Ye gritted his teeth, disregarding the injury on his shoulder, and mobilized his energy...

Dry Words Dazzling Hundred Flowers!

Swish!
For a moment, Wang Ye was the center, and suddenly several figures exactly like him sprang out, like clones. These "Wang Ye" also covered their shoulders and spread out in different directions. It seemed that this posture was intended to disperse the pursuit behind them .

"Hmph! Bug carving tricks..."

An old voice came from the shadows, and then, streaks of cyan sword energy pierced through the jungle, smashing straight towards the "Wang Ye" who were about to disperse.

laugh!laugh!laugh!laugh!
As one after another sword qi slid across, those "Wang Ye" who had not completely dispersed were suddenly torn apart by these sharp sword qi, and turned into nothingness, even Wang Ye's body was also in these dense sword qi, Because he couldn't dodge in time, his waist was cut open.

"Wow!"

A tingling pain rushed to Wang Ye's brain in an instant, and he couldn't help but staggered. Wang Ye's legs stiffened while running, and he fell hard to the ground, bringing up a cloud of smoke.

"Still running or not? Brat!"