Doomsday Rise

The six-day period passed quickly. For Zhang Yangjin and others, practicing after eating, and eating after practicing, the six days are as usual, as in the past, there is nothing strange. But for the members of the Ping An team, it is like a year.

Zhang Yangjin's powerful fighting force made people dare not act rashly, so Chengnan was quiet for the past six days, and no one was messing around. However, this does not calm the peace fighters. With so many brothers hanging, Liu Wei'an's life and death are uncertain, no matter what happens in the future... no matter what, it will make everyone sad and worried.

Early on the seventh day, Zhang Yangjin sent someone to call Xu Banxian.

"The six-day period has come. I'm leaving! The days to come can only depend on you. Although it is very irresponsible to go at this time, I still have things to solve myself." Zhang Yangjin said very casually.

"The south of the city is only a trivial matter, and Zhang Gongzi has something to do. Of course, it is mainly Zhang Zhangzi's business. The grace of six days is kind enough! Yaner once again thanked Zhang Gongzi for his guardianship!" Xu Banxian didn't open his mouth. Made a Wanfu.

"The meat of Hell Ghost Mastiff is good. Can you give me half?" Zhang Yangjin looked at Yan'er.

"This..." Yan'er hesitated, how noble the **** ghost mastiff, only one third of the Daha fish were taken away, Zhang Yangjin's mouth was half, and his appetite was too big.

The level of **** ghost mastiff is too high, she has no right to dispose.

"Why?" Zhang Yangjin said with a heavy face, and said lightly: "Would you like it? Then forget it!"

"No, it's because--" Yan'er anxiously said.

"Give him!" The sudden voice changed the faces of all three.

"Liu Wei'an!" Zhang Yangjin raised his head with lightning, and his eyes looked sharp like eagle falcons.

"Huh?" Xu Banxian couldn't see, but could feel that Liu Wei'an was in a wrong state. His doubts flitted across his face, and then he frowned deeply.

"Young Master!" Yan'er was surprised and happy, and when she turned to see Liu Wei'an, her tears almost fell out, "Young Master, you--"

Skinny, like a skeleton, Liu Wei'an wore a coat that didn't know where to go, just like hanging on a bamboo pole, it was very unfit. If her voice and eyes couldn't deceive people, Yan'er didn't dare to recognize each other. This is her son of Fengshenruyu and Jiyuxuanang.

"Liu Wei'an, you actually survived!" Zhang Yangjin stared at Liu Wei'an for a long while, the shock in his eyes slowly receded, restoring calm.

"Fortunately!" There was no expression on Liu Wei'an's face. It was not that he did not want to show an expression, but that there was only a skinny bone on his face, and he could not make any expression.

"I have heard about the past few days. Thank you Brother Zhang for protecting the south of the city for me and protecting my brother from disaster. Hell ghost mastiffs have more than half left, and they are given to Brother Zhang. "

"I just try it, it doesn't need so much." The embarrassment on Zhang Yangjin's face flashed away.

"Yan'er, let people send the body of the **** ghost mastiff." Liu Wei'an could not allow him to refuse.

"Yes, son!" Yan'er responded briskly, and went to send the body of the **** ghost mastiff. After Liu Wei'an returned, she found the backbone of her heart, as if the sky was falling down. Not to mention half **** ghost mastiff, even if ten or eight, she doesn't feel bad.

"City Lord!" The soldier who sent the **** ghost mastiff was very surprised to see Liu Wei'an.

"Everyone has worked hard." Liu Wei'an signaled the soldiers to retreat, and then said to Zhang Yangjin: "I don't know what Brother Zhang is interested in. Despite speaking, as long as I have someone in Liu, I can take them all."

"Weian's words are serious, just a joke, why take it seriously! It's not early, I'm going to leave now too!" Zhang Yangjin hit a haha, patted Liu Weian's shoulder very affectionately, his face suddenly changed, Looking at him in shock: "What about your skill?"

"It's gone!" Liu Weian said.

"Why not?" Zhang Yangjin was a little sick. He knew Liu Wei'an's martial arts talent. When he was still at Mogu Mountain, he showed it. When he met again, it was so deep that he couldn't see through. Doubt and the old man in the gray gown are not comparable, so powerful, even gone?

"Surviving from the curse of crying blood always costs a little bit." Liu Weian said lightly.

"Can you... recover?" Zhang Yangjin was shocked, the name of the cursed blood curse, he had heard it for a long time, after all, he had never seen it with his own eyes, but only knew how powerful, how specific, lacking a realistic version of the interpretation, but now he has An intuitive understanding.

"Hope is very small!" Liu Weian was calm and did not conceal.

"We will meet each other for a while. Zhang Yangjin is a person who misses old feelings. If he is in trouble after the crisis, he can come to me. It's not too early, no more, no goodbye, no delivery!" Zhang Yangjin looked at Liu deeply. Wei An glanced and waved his big hand. He flew on the horse and whistled out of the south of the city.

Two people were separated from the gold master, and the body of the **** ghost mastiff was put away, catching up with the big army, and blinking away. Seeing this scene, the Ping An soldier looked very ugly.

"Are there any regrets that you feel saved?" The crisp and sweet voice appeared with a trace of fiery, Zhang Wuhe, who was dazzling in a red dress, and her hot eyes looked at Liu Wei'an, full of curiosity. Surviving from the curse of weeping blood, it is not seen in ancient times. If this person can survive this disaster, his future achievements are limitless.

"Sometimes I will regret what I did, but Zhang Yangjin's things are not here." Liu Wei'an glanced back from Zhang Yangjin's back, facing Zhang Wuhe's aggressive eyes, without any fear: "You The cousin at a glance knew that he was looking for new help. You were not in a hurry."

"Is the power of the Crying Blood Curse really so powerful? Tell me, where is the most terrifying place of the Crying Blood Curse?" Zhang Wuhe stopped only a short distance from Liu Wei'an, the two's noses Almost touched together, breathing can be sprayed on each other. Seeing her look, if it were not for men and women, she had to reach out and feel it.

"This is an unbearable memory." Liu Weian took a step back and stood too close to such a beautiful woman, too dangerous.

"The blood-cured curse of curse blood claimed that there was no one who could not kill the undead, but Liu Gongzi could survive and let Wuhe admire him." Zhang Wuhe approached again, exhaling like Lan: "Wuhe wants to cooperate with you!"

"I have lost my skill~www.ltnovel.com~ Now it is a waste person, are you sure you still want to cooperate with me?" Liu Weian looked at her strangely.

"I'm not my snobbish cousin." Zhang Wuhe smiled with a smile. "The blood-teaching is terrible, but it is not without rivals. If I can restore your skill, would you do something for me?"

"Aren't you talking about cooperation?" Liu Weian opened the distance again.

"Does everyone work together, isn't it cooperation?" Zhang Wuhe said with a smile.

"I want to restore my skills, but I don't want to sell myself." Liu Weian calmly said.

"I understand, but I suggest that Liu Gongzi should think about it, and it's okay to reply to me today." Zhang Wuhe fluttered and then retreated like a butterfly, disappearing into the forest. But Liu Wei'an didn't have time to follow her. Thunderous hoofs roared, and the brigade rushed towards the south of the city, with great force. The safety soldiers rushed out of the room as if they were facing an enemy.

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