Gate of God

"Shameless!" Wu Yu'er was stunned for a while, and then her face was flushed with shame, although she didn't know what Fang Zhengzhi's so-called **** her shot meant. [new]

But the smile on Fang Zhengzhi's face was clear to her, it was a shameless smile.

"Should the light clothing hurt almost?" Fang Zhengzhi didn't explain to Wu Yuer. After thinking about it, he said again.

"What? You don't even take light clothes?"

"..." Fang Zhengzhi gave Wu Yuer a contemptuous look directly. This is all messy. Why can't he interpret it with pure thoughts if he is such a pure person?

...

After all, the light clothing was brought over by Wu Yu'er.

Since the identity was revealed, the light clothes have not shown people in the dress of the villagers, but still the black suit and a black hat.

"I dedicate my lord, are you looking for me?" Light clothes also stopped three steps before Fang Zhengzheng, and then respectfully gave Fang Zhengzhi the next salute.

"How is the injury?" Fang Zheng looked at the light clothing, and then pointed at the chair next to him, indicating that the light clothing could sit down and talk.

But the light clothes obviously didn't mean to sit down, just nodded slightly, and then directly lifted the clothes on his body, took a very serious look.

"The injury has basically recovered, thanks to the worship of adults!"

"..." Fang Zhengzhen's eyes looked at the corner of the clothing that re-covered the body of the light clothing, and his expression was stiff for a while, and then shook his head helplessly: "Light clothing, know why I will leave you in the north Mountain village?"

"Light clothing guards are weak, please enlighten adults to punish!" Light clothing heard this, and also fell to his knees with a thump, his forehead fell directly to the ground.

"..." Fang Zhengzhi was speechless again, but he had no way to blame, because he knew that light clothes grew up in the Shadow Gate from an early age.

Being thought of as a sword servant and accepting the sword servant's thoughts, the deep-rooted relationship between master and servant has long been flowing in the blood of light clothing, and it is impossible to change.

"Get up, I'm not talking about this thing, I mean asking you...you know why I left you in Beishan...cough, as if this means the same thing, forget it, I said directly Well, I have left you in Beishan Village for the purpose of hoping you can protect my parents, but many people can do this, why do I have to let you do it, can you understand what I mean?"

"Light clothing understands because light clothing is faithful enough!"

"Well, in addition to this, in fact, there is another reason that is related to yourself." Fang Zhengzhi knew that he had no way to continue to ask, only to be straightforward.

"Related to the light clothes? Please express it to the lord."

"It's very simple. I think your practice has reached the bottleneck. You can practice your sword with concentration. You can do it without vultures. This is very good. At the same time, your sword is sharp enough. This is also very good, but..." Fang Halfway through honesty, looking at the light and respectful light clothes in front of him, he didn’t know why, but he suddenly had some old blushes: “Well, in fact, I don’t know much about cultivation, but, I want to give you one Suggestion. [New]"

"Please enlighten adults." Qingyi heard this, and the body that had stood up once again knelt down, his face full of humility and respect.

"Cough, I can't talk about it. I just think that your sword is too sharp. It only advances, but it doesn't retreat. There is a cloud in the old saying, it's easy to break, and you can understand what I mean?"

"Understood, the meaning of enshrining adults is to lighten your clothes like water, right?"

"Ok."

"I would like to ask the adult, what do I need to do?"

"Alas... you can understand what I said, but you can't do what I said. In fact, I put you in Beishan Village, I hope you can understand this by yourself."

"Light clothes are stupid, letting the devoted adults disappointed."

"It doesn't count. In fact, at that time, I hadn't been a saint myself. I said that I really understood it, but I didn't care about it either. Forget it, you can do something."

"Please enlighten the Lord!"

"You try to chat with the people in the village, and then help them do a little farm work." Fang Zheng touched his forehead and chatted with the light clothes, it was impossible to pretend to be deep.

Because, in the heart of light clothing, obeying the command is always the first priority. Under such circumstances, any words of Fangzheng can only be conveyed by command.

"Yes, this is the light clothes!" The light clothes didn't even ask, so they turned around and left. Soon, they disappeared in the courtyard.

After the disappearance of the light clothes, Wu Yuer's small head came in from the entrance of the courtyard, and there was a strange light in his dark eyes.

"You asked Qingyi to come, wouldn't she just let her chat with the villagers to do farm work?" Wu Yuer obviously didn't quite understand it. After all, letting a sword attendant do this kind of thing is really not suitable. In other words, it's a bit overkill, with the taste of a chicken knife.

"Yeah, didn't you hear it all?" Fang Zheng nodded straight.

"I don't believe it. You must have some conspiracy. Let's say, are you in love with light clothes? If you really like it, the master said, light clothes are yours tonight, wait a minute, Wouldn’t you like to distribute light clothes to the people in Beishan Village? The master of the door is not willing..."

Wu Yuer muttered to herself, while Fang Zhengzhen closed his eyes slowly, leaned his body on the chair, found a comfortable position and lay down, ignoring Wu Yuer directly.

"Hey, shameless guy, are you talking?"

"You will understand in a moment." Fang Zheng replied casually, without even opening his eyes, but in his eyes, there was another world.

In that world, the scene of Beishan Village is also the same, but, unlike the real world, the Beishan Village in that world is only black and white.

...

In the black-and-white world, light clothing came to a villager, Shi Li said hello, and very cautiously proposed to help the villagers carry agricultural tools.

The result was that the villagers refused in a panic.

"Girl in light clothes, you are a big man. This kind of thick and dirty farm work is not done by a big man like you. The girl in light clothes is begging you, so don't take my time."

"..." Qingyi's hand stopped in front of the farm implement, and the expression on her face looked a little unnatural, but she did not mean to give up, and continued to look for the villagers who were doing farm work in the village.

After asking and chatting one after another, until the whole village was turned around, the light clothing finally came back in the direction of the small courtyard.

Fang Zhengzheng's eyes opened at this time, a silvery white light flashed, and the corner of his mouth unconsciously showed a faint smile.

"Shameless guy, wouldn't you really look at the light clothes? Isn't the man who is such a big beauty in front of you blind?" Wu Yuer glanced at the light clothes standing at the entrance of the small courtyard. I looked at the square again when I opened my eyes again, and my face became weird.

"Have you been rejected?" Fang Zhengzhi didn't pay attention to Wu Yu'er, but sat back again, looking at the light clothes standing at the entrance of the small courtyard.

"Please enlighten adults to forgive sins, light clothes..."

"Try another method and try again." Fang Zhengzheng interrupted the light clothes, and then pointed his finger to the east: "Uncle Li is chopping wood. Try to praise Li Shu's knife first. Then, ask Uncle Li to teach you again, and then you will help him to do the farming work with Uncle Li to teach you the knife."

"Yes!" Qingyi nodded again, still without any doubts or inquiries, and turned his head directly towards the east.

Wu Yu'er's eyes lighted up at this time, and he looked at the light clothes that had left, and then looked at the square face with a smile on his face, and his eyes turned, as if thinking about something.

After a while, Wu Yuer jumped up, feeling like she had thought of something extraordinary, but also reflected her clever things.

"Are you teaching light clothes? Right?"

"..." Fang Zhengzhi rolled his eyes at Wu Yu'er, but when he saw Wu Yu'er's expectant expression, he returned a meaningful sentence: "You are really wise and smart!" "

"Hum, you're telling the truth." Wu Yuer's face quickly showed a bright smile, and then looked at the East, then, the body suddenly tremble: "Huh? How do you know Uncle Li is chopping wood? I remember you haven’t left here?"

"If I said that I have two pairs of eyes, do you believe it?" Fang Zheng looked at Wu Yu'er, his mouth raised again, and a bright smile also appeared.

"Believe, I believe you are the strange one!" Wu Yu'er returned to Fangzheng contemptuously, and then whispered again: "It must be that you negotiated with Uncle Li early in the morning, right?"

Fang Zhengzhi didn't return to Wu Yu'er, but just gave her a middle finger, and then lay back again, closing her eyes.

...

One day passed quickly, then, two days, three days, four days...

Light clothing uses the methods that Fang Zhengzhi taught her, and constantly asks the villagers how to do farm work, and slowly merges with the villagers in Beishan Village.

"Unexpectedly, the girl in light clothes is not only strong, but also modest.

"Isn't it? It's not only easy to learn, but also smart. I only taught her once, and the vegetables she planted are more tidy than mine!"

"Yeah, this girl is really good. She used to think she was very quiet, but now she is cheerful, completely like being a different person."

Discussions in Beishan Village.

"A different person?" The light clothing at the corner of the wall, listening to the villagers' comments, finally showed a thoughtful expression in his eyes: "It's easy to break, good at good...I, I seem to understand!"

"Understood? Just for yang and soft for yin, some things can be changed in another way. Sword practice is the same. The sword is fast enough, naturally it is good, but slow is not necessarily bad, because the speed of the sword is slow When you come down, you can have more thinking and more changes when you shoot the sword." A figure appeared behind the light clothing.

Light clothing's body shuddered, and then the whole person kneeled directly to the ground, knocking three loud heads directly at the figure: "Light clothing, thank you for your enlightenment!"

"Don't thank me, I'm helping you, in fact, it's also helping myself." Fang Zheng shook his head straight, and then he also lifted his light clothes on his knees.

In fact, he thought a lot during this time, such as what Yun Qingwu was doing in the past few years, and he had talked with Wu Yuer about these things.

But one thing...

He never said.

That is, Yun Qingwu's real strength is not only a strategy, but an extraordinary dominance ability, the spark of the stars can ignite the original, as long as Yun Qingwu is given ten soldiers, she can use these ten soldiers to conquer a village And then, turn the number of people into one hundred, then one thousand, ten thousand, or even one hundred thousand.

"A person's power can only be one person forever. Yun Qingwu, the war between us is now the real beginning!" Fang Zhengzhi's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes turned to Cangling Mountain, blood shadow The direction of the city seems to be there, there is another world. Well, this first shot will start with you!"

...

After half a month.

When the autumn wind came, the wolf rose.

The current situation in Nanyu is not good, and it can even be said to be extremely poor. A month ago, the most central Holy Mountain City was already occupied. Then, Yun Qingwu easily and easily took the identity of the Shan Clan from the Holy Mountain City. An order was issued to the outside to call the Nanling Tribe and the Iron Soldier Tribe back to the Holy Mountain City for rescue.

Although the two chiefs of Nanling Tribe and Tieqiu Tribe feel different, but the Holy Mountain City is in a hurry, how can they just ignore it?

The results are obvious. The soldiers of Nanling Tribe and Tieqiu Tribe have not yet reached the Holy Mountain City. Hundreds of thousands of elite demon soldiers of the Demon Race have been killed from the Blood Shadow City, and they have taken Nanling and Tieqiu in one fell swoop. Jiancheng.

And now, three of the four tribes have also been lost, including the Yanya, Shizun, Han Ape, and Thunder Lion, and only one Thunder Lion tribe is still holding on.

"Shang Wang, Nanyu has lost its guard. Please also ask Wangshang to preserve the blood of the Shan clan for the future of Nanyu...escape!" The three chiefs of the downfall knelt down to the ground together on the wall of the Thunder Lion Tribe Everyone's body is stained with bright red blood, and one of them has his arms broken.

"Flee? Where do you go?" The mountain rain in an animal skin long dress looked at the magic army that had approached to the Thunder Lion tribe in the distance, and there was a kind of lost confusion in his eyes.

It can be seen that the mountain rain is now extremely tired, and the wheat-colored skin is contaminated with dust, but these mountain rains obviously don't care much.

Because, as the three chiefs said, it is no longer possible to stick to the Southern Region.

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