Heavenly Dragon

Pa, seeing that nothingness wanted to understand everything, Zhao Lin unfolded the paper fan in his hand again, swayed it lightly, looked at nothingness with a faint smile, full of a kind of spring air, a kind of self-confidence.

At this moment, nothingness could not help feeling a sense of shock in his heart. The man in front of him, who looked as handsome as jade and graceful as jade, was hiding something that made him feel ashamed under his breezy smile. Conspiracies and tricks that are difficult for people to detect.

Every movement and expression of his hides his heart so well that people who don't know him will be confused by his beautiful appearance, elegant temperament, and pure eyes when they see him for the first time. The bloody fangs are hidden under this beautiful mask.

He didn't know why he invited himself here today. Thinking of this, Wu Wu's heart suddenly tightened, and he became vigilant secretly, his eyes swept around Zhao Lin's body with a slight scrutiny.

However, he scans and finds that he is still just a refined and handsome Mr. Pian Pianjia, with extraordinary demeanor, everyone's self-cultivation, and every gesture of his hands exudes a noble aura.

Apart from this, Wu Wu couldn't see any other useful information, and for the Zhao Lin who had met a few times before him, Wu Wu only knew his name, had a group of highly skilled subordinates, and he was burdened with In addition to not weak martial arts.

As for his origin, how deep is the power behind him, and who is he, all of this is unknown. There is a saying in military strategists, "Know the enemy and know yourself, and you will win every battle. If you don't know the enemy and know yourself, you will win every battle One loss", now he can barely be regarded as a confidant, but he knows very little about the other party, it can be said that he knows nothing about the other party, the outcome of this confrontation is mixed.

Even if I don’t know what to do, I just need to know where my strengths lie, never give up my strengths, don’t leave opportunities for the opponent, even if I win, I won’t lose.

Wu Wu raised his brows, showing a domineering air, and looked at Zhao Lin with spirit, looking directly at his face. The two confronted each other like two high mountains facing each other.

Zhao Lin was slightly taken aback. Originally, he thought that letting this nothingness know his layout would make him know his strength and power, and thus he would feel timid and even submissive. Now it seems that he has underestimated this person.

"Brother Xu is really very human. He can do things that ordinary people can't do, and accept things that ordinary people can't bear." Zhao Lin said with a smile. He was just a person from the world with high martial arts and strategy, but now he is a person with not only force and intelligence, but also will.

It is not terrible to have force and intelligence, because there are still all kinds of things in this world that can reduce a person's force and make a person's mind faint, but with a strong heart and an unswerving Will, it's scary.

Even if such a person is useless, his life is full of infinite changes and possibilities. If force is not enough, he can acquire it with extraordinary will and hard work. Su looked at him with admiration.

"I don't know if Brother Xu has any place to stay now. If not, there are still some free rooms here for Brother Xu to settle down. I don't know what Brother Xu wants." Zhao Lin folded the paper fan, put his hands together, and said to Looking at nothingness, his eyes revealed sincerity.

Xu Wu raised his brows, pondered for a while and said: "I just entered the city below, and I really haven't had time to find a place to stay. Since Brother Zhao has a place to live here, I will not be polite."

He really had no place to go, and Zhao Lin sent someone to call him as soon as he entered the city. It can be seen that he was already known by the other party as soon as he entered the city. , I still really want to know what the other party wants to do.

More importantly, he is highly skilled and courageous, and believes that there is no one in this world except the sweeping monk who can keep him. This is a kind of self-confidence of a warrior.

"In this case, I will let people take Brother Xu to rest here, and if Brother Xu doesn't like the food here, he can go out and find a place to eat that he thinks he is satisfied with." Zhao Lin said with a smile. He stood up, left the table, and walked towards the door.

Wu Wu suddenly wondered, this Zhao Lin would not come here for no reason just to say some innocuous words, is it just to let himself have a meal and a room?

The servant in gray clothes who brought nothingness before was waiting outside the door at this time, one is to wait for orders at any time, and the other is to prevent people from eavesdropping outside the door, although everyone present here is a generation with outstanding martial arts skills , is less likely to be overheard.

"I will take Mr. Xu to the room to rest later. If Mr. Xu needs anything, you should help him as much as possible." After finishing speaking, Zhao Lin took the old man away. The paper fan spread out again and flew away.

Wu Wu, who was sitting upright on the edge of the table, was stunned for a while, and after staying there for a while, the servant outside the door came in, "My lord, do you have any orders?" He respectfully said to Wu Wu.

"Change another table for me and bring me up," Xu Wu said indifferently.

In fact, the Yi Jin Jing that Wu Wu cultivated by himself is a miraculous skill with extremely healing effects. It can not only heal all kinds of internal injuries, but also make people invulnerable to all kinds of poisons, and their body is free from external evils.

In addition, Beiming Shengong also has the same effect. Beiming Zhenqi is like an infinite sea, which can contain all kinds of Zhenqi in the world, including poison. Duan Yu can survive after swallowing poison. In addition to fighting poison with poison, The most important thing is the Beiming Divine Art.

Otherwise, no matter how you use poison to fight poison, one side will always win the other, and the remaining bit of poison is enough to kill Duan Yu, but he survived and became invulnerable to all poisons.

Wu Wu possesses the two great powers of Yi Jin Jing and Bei Ming, and the two coexist in a wonderful state of balance in his body, forming an incomparably compatible cycle.

How could he be afraid of poison?I didn't drink before, but I didn't know Zhao Lin's intentions, and I wanted to slap the old man in the face. Thinking of the old man in the invisibility cloak, Wu Wu frowned, and a kind of disgust came to my heart .

Soon, the man in gray asked someone to bring up a new banquet table, and after neatly arranging it, he withdrew again and closed the door.

Wu Wu sat quietly in the private room alone, sipped the wine slowly, picked up the chopsticks, put a mouthful of food into his mouth, and then put it down again, thinking about something silently.

The sun rose in the east and set in the west, from noon to night, time passed quickly, the moon soon hung high in the night sky, and the bright moonlight spilled from the window, shining on the clothes.

Wu Wu was sitting cross-legged in the room that the gray-clothed man had prepared for him. He had been meditating inside and never went out. The gray-clothed man seemed to be guarding the outside all the time.

The moon was in the middle of the sky, and the night was already deep. The entire capital of Dali was very quiet, and every household in the capital had already fallen into a deep sleep.

In this quiet night, one could even hear the sound of breathing and snoring, and sometimes one or two sounds of dog barking. I don't know if the gentleman on the beam sneaked into the house at night.

Suddenly, Wu Wu opened his eyes and turned his head to look outside the door. The man in gray had already left, maybe he was going to rest, maybe he also knew that it was meaningless to stay behind.

Wu Wu got up and got out of bed, walked to the window, and slowly opened the window. He glanced outside for a few times, brushed his eyes, and jumped out, followed by a soft bang, the window was closed. Automatically closed.

In the dark night, his figure swayed extremely fast, within a few ups and downs, he disappeared, like a black lightning, flashing away in the night sky.

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A figure flashed, and appeared out of nowhere on a corner of the eaves, tiptoed lightly, and stood firmly on it, like a straight javelin towering above it.

His gaze swept across the dark night, as if two laser beams were scanning everything around him. Suddenly, his gaze stopped on an open space not far away, and there was a person standing there.

In the middle of the moon, Huaguang stagnant water sprinkled, and a slender figure stood there, with long black hair draped behind, with a tall and straight figure, standing between them, like an immortal descending from the earth.

He is holding a paper fan in his hand, shaking it gently, his clothes fluttering, Zhao Lin is a mysterious and good young man, where he comes from, where he is going, what is he thinking in his heart, is it holy and flawless or tricks and darkness? coexist.

Nothing stood on the eaves, staring straight at him. In that private room today, Zhao Lin unfolded the paper fan twice and made two crisp sounds. One sound came, three sounds in total.

At that time, Wu Wu was still wondering why Zhao Lin came to him and left without saying a word. When he heard the sound before he left, his heart suddenly became clear. No matter what he thought, he felt that it was so similar to the three times that Sun Wukong knocked when he was learning the Dharma with Bodhi Patriarch. So similar.

So he stayed in the room and meditated, quietly waiting for the time to pass, and only sneaked out of the room when the moon was in the middle of the sky and everyone had fallen asleep in the middle of the night.

After searching around for a few times, I saw Zhao Lin standing there alone waiting for him. Nothingness didn't go down immediately, but watched quietly from a distance.

Why did he make it so mysterious, even if he wanted to talk in secret at midnight, why didn't he just say it outright, and insisted on using the trick of paper fan to transmit sound, did he still have to test himself?

Or maybe he didn't want other people to know what happened tonight, other people, who was that, a figure suddenly appeared in the void, that old man in black robe, always with a sinister smile.