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48 Philosopher Wei Zhuang, Sword God, Sword Demon, Sword Immortal

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At night, on a hillside.

The Reverse Flow Sand Sky Ball slowly appeared in the darkness.

Not far from them was the place where Ying Wushuang and the others were stationed.

"Lord Wei Zhuang has predicted things like a god. The Great Qin's Eighth Prince has indeed come to the land of Old Han.”

The Ash Wolf King said with a respectful smile on his face.

In fact, Wei Zhuang and the others had arrived here from Quicksand Valley half a month ago.

To Quicksand, the Land of Old Korea had an extraordinary meaning.

When Wei Zhuang had just come out of Ghost Valley, he had treated Old Han as a place where he could dominate the world.

Unfortunately, the weather was unpredictable.

Han Fei, the master of the quicksand, died tragically in Xianyang, which caused the organization to fall apart in an instant.

Chilian was once the Princess of the former Han Dynasty. This was once her country, but after Great Qin swept through the six countries, this was no longer her home.

"Wei Zhuang, are you really going to challenge Great Qin's Eighth Prince? One had to know that the eighth prince had the strongest army of the empire, the Hundred Battle Armored Soldiers, and the Shadow Secret Guards by his side.”Chi Lian asked with a hint of worry in her eyes.

"Challenge? I just want to see how Ying Wushuang can defeat Ge Nia.”Wei Zhuang said lightly.

"Perhaps you are exaggerating, Lord Wei Zhuang. After all, no one had really seen that battle.”Bai Feng said.

"Hehe, it's getting more and more interesting to be able to take Yuan Hong away by exaggerating.”Wei Zhuang said.

"Graywolf King, are you ready?”Wei Zhuang asked.

"Don't worry, Lord Wei Zhuang. This wilderness is my home ground. Not to mention these hundred battle armored soldiers and Shadow Secret Guards. Even if they were multiplied several times, they would not be able to defeat his subordinates 'wolf packs.”The Graywolf King laughed sinisterly, extremely confident.

As a member of Reverse Flow Sand, the Ash Wolf King's martial arts were not high, but he was talented and could control the wolf group. That was why he was recruited into Reverse Flow Sand.

Now, in the wilderness at night.

The role of the Ash Wolf King was revealed!

No matter how brave Great Qin was, it was still unable to deal with hundreds and thousands of wolves.

"Many people are arranged by fate, and I like to arrange fate!”

Looking at the night sky, Wei Zhuang spoke like a philosopher.

……

"Little Huang Rong, your beggar's chicken is really delicious! This old master still has not had enough."

Li Chungang held the drumstick in his hand. After eating, he reluctantly chewed on the bones.

"Tsk, I made this for Young Master. I'm Young Master's cook, not yours.”Huang Rong said proudly.

"Pattern, pattern." Li Chungang shook his head.

Great Si Ming and Young Si Ming saw it, but they didn't say anything.

Huang Rong blinked her sparkling eyes and said,

"If you want this lady to make beggar's chicken for you, that's fine, but what benefits do I have? Senior, you can't eat it for free, right?"

Li Chungang took a bite of the chicken bone and said,"

"Girl, what do you want?"

Huang Rong smiled and said,"

"Senior, you always boast that your sword technique is the best in the world. Why don't you teach me a few sword techniques and let me see if you're really the best in the world?”

At the mention of swordsmanship, Li Chungang's expression changed. He said proudly,"

"I can't say that I'm the best in the world, but if my sword art appears, there won't be any more brilliant sword art in the world.”

Li Chungang was confident that his swordsmanship was the best in the world, but that was in his previous world. Now that he was in this world, he could not guarantee it.

"Bragging."

"As far as I know, there is Dugu Qiubai, the Sword Demon in the Great Song, Ximen Chuixue, the Lord of White Cloud City, and Li Hanyi, the Snow Moon Sword Immortal in the Great Ming Dynasty, Wuming, the Green Lotus Sword Immortal in the Great Tang, and Liu Bai, the Lord of the Sword Garret in the South Jin Kingdom. Are you stronger than them?”Huang Rong said.

"You don't know if you've never fought before!" Li Chungang said, but he still had a strong desire to fight in his heart.

It was a pity that he had broken a certain rule. No matter how high his sword intent was, his combat strength was still greatly reduced.

"How many of the people I've mentioned are Land Immortals? Senior, could it be that you're also a Land Immortal?”Huang Rong asked again.

"I used to be." Li Chungang said. His expression was calm, and he no longer had the lazy expression from before.

As soon as these words came out, everyone present except Ying Wushuang changed their expressions.

Land immortals were not cabbages. They were immortals who could fight thousands of troops alone.

This sloppy-looking old man actually admitted that he was a land god.

Sorry, neither Great Si Ming nor Tian Yan could tell that this old man had the temperament of a demigod.

"Young Master, is what Senior said true?”Huang Rong asked.

"Yes." Ying Wushuang nodded and didn't deny it.

"Really!" Huang Rong was stunned, her face filled with disbelief.

"Hehe, do you think I'm joking? Rong girl, if you make more delicacies for me, I might teach you a few moves that will be enough for you to enjoy for the rest of your life."”Li Chungang said.

"Hehe, okay."

This time, Huang Rong didn't refuse. Instead, she was all smiles.

She admitted that she had indeed judged a book by its cover!

"Young Master, it's late. Why don't you rest early?”

the green bird said.

Ying Wushuang looked at the sky. It was almost dawn.

"Alright."

"Young Master, I'll warm your bed." Yan Lingji whispered into Ying Wushuang's ear.

Although the voice was soft, everyone present had sharp ears and eyes. Who could not hear it?

Qing Niao and Huang Rong were young, so their faces turned slightly red.

Ying Wushuang looked at Tian Yan. Tian Yan immediately lowered his head when he saw Ying Wushuang's gaze, his heart beating faster.

Rumor had it that the Eighth Prince liked beauties. Was he finally going to flip her over tonight?

Tian Yan had already prepared himself to be placed by the Eighth Prince's side by Zhao Gao.

However, at the critical moment, she still felt a trace of resistance and unwillingness in her heart.

It was an unwillingness to lose control of his own fate.

However, Ying Wushuang only stopped for a moment. He looked at Great Si Ming and Young Si Ming and said," Great Si Ming, Young Si Ming, come and serve me tonight."”

"Hu ~"

Tian Yan let out a sigh of relief, and a look of relief appeared on his face.

Fortunately, it wasn't her!

Great Si Ming and Young Si Ming's faces were pale?

For a moment, he didn't know what to say or reject her.

Thinking of the Moon Goddess's words, they couldn't refuse at all. This was their destiny.

Sigh!

Sighing, Great Si Ming brought Shaosi Ming into the tent as if he had accepted his fate.

"Hmph, playboy." Huang Rong muttered in her heart.

One wasn't enough, and he actually wanted three. Was this the life of a prince?

"Young man." Li Chungang smiled.

"Sister Qing Niao, let's sleep together tonight.”Huang Rong hugged Qing Niao's arm.

In the distance, Wang Li and Zhang Han were expressionless when they saw this scene.

"Young Master sure knows how to play." The young Wang Li revealed a look of envy.

"Why? Are you envious?" Zhang Han asked.

"Humph. Women will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword!”Wang Li said stubbornly.

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