Sky fire meteors turned into beautiful fireworks to add color to the banquet.

But the master's face is not very good-looking.

After Chu Huoluo broke through the sky fire meteor, she returned to Shen Zhenyi and bowed to him.

"Master, I'm lucky to live up to my life."

Of course, it's not the trivial matter of being invincible to the wild man, but that she really got the understanding in the war just now, which can push the yuan magnetic sword technique to a higher level.

Peng Jiu is out of his mind and still doesn't want to believe it.

The people next to him looked at him, or ridiculed, or sympathized.

Fortunately, they didn't do it - otherwise, they may not be able to win the little girl's magical sword. If they are like Peng Jiu, they will lose face.

"Ling gaotu, it's really a good sword technique!"

Wang Qizhi calmed down for a long time before he finally clapped his hands and expressed his appreciation.

The previous yuanci sword technique was still a little crude. Wang Qizhi thought to himself that he could break it with his hands and feet. But just after the sky fire meteor, Chu Huoluo's sword technique is like breaking a cocoon into a butterfly, which is more mysterious.

Even if Wang Qizhi really wants to do it, he has to think about the way to crack it carefully.

It seems that I really sent someone to sharpen sword skills for other disciples.

Wang Qizhi can only smile bitterly.

"Thank you, Mr. Wang."

Shen Zhenyi also nodded slightly, "if there was no war, her sword skills would be well understood. I don't know when."

His words were so sincere, but Wang Qizhi always felt some irony.

But others are qualified to satirize. Wang Qizhi's temptation has no effect and can only give up reluctantly.

After that, the banquet was boring. After a while of excitement, the people were not interested, so they dispersed.

Shen Zhenyi took his disciples and anger Qianfa back to rest. Instead of mentioning it, he said that Wang Qizhi returned to his gorgeous tent and was upset. He turned to Sima you, the white faced scholar who followed him, and asked, "what do you think of Shen Zhenyi?"

Sima you is his confidant. Wang Qizhi doesn't hide anything from him. Shen Zhenyi is indeed an unexpected variable.

"Unfathomable."

Sima you pondered for a while, and finally said these four words.

"His disciples can display the unprecedented yuanci sword technique. We haven't even heard of it. I don't know where he got it."

He paused again and sighed, "I think he should have got the ancient ruins."

Wang Qizhi suddenly looked up and frowned.

"On the other side of the Tianmen gate and Guizhu, Tuo Wannian probably thinks this man is from the inner city. Sima, why do you think his income is an ancient site?"

Although he didn't inquire carefully, Wang Qizhi would still collect the general information when he returned to the city. At that time, he didn't care much about Shen Zhenyi. When he saw Shen Zhenyi in the wilderness, he began to regret that he didn't investigate clearly at that time.

"Without his disciple, I would probably think he came from the inner city."

Sima you shook his head slightly, "but even in the inner city, there is no such brilliant yuan magnetic sword technique. He must know something about ancient sites."

Wang Qizhi stood up and paced impatiently in the camp. He had no calm breath when facing outsiders.

"What should I do? Do you think he has a plot to appear here?"

He suddenly put forward a terrible assumption.

Sima you was thrilled. He lowered his head and showed a cruel look. "Mr. Lang has planned this for not less than a hundred years. He has scattered all his family wealth and swallowed his anger. How can others destroy it? If he really came for this, he will be killed."

No matter how powerful Shen Zhenyi is, he is only one person in the end, and from the perspective of divine light, he can never have stepped into the third level of the realm of God and man. With the help of Wang Qizhi's men, there were more than ten double masters in the realm of God and man, who consumed and killed him.

I'm just afraid of losing too much and missing big things.

Wang Qizhi hesitated and said with a bitter smile, "I've been waiting for so many years and finally have such an opportunity. How can I be influenced by him? If not, how about we separate from him in a few days and go by ourselves?"

He is still worried about gain and loss.

Sima you sighed in his heart and knew that this was the husband's character. The picture was too heavy for him, so it was not decisive enough.

"No!"

But he still had to persuade Wang Qizhi not to make mistakes, "if we let them leave, we will be in the light and they will be in the dark. I don't know what they will do. In my opinion, if we don't try again, how can we take them with us?"

As long as they are under their noses, they can't stir up any waves anyway.

If anything happens, kill it with all your strength.

Wang Qizhi hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded, "just do what you say..."

The night wind blows.

A cold wind swept through the sand and whined outside the tent, as if ghosts were crying.

The angry Qianfa who lived in the same tent with Shen Zhenyi woke up in his sleep, felt dry mouth and sat up quietly.

Shen Zhenyi was still sitting in the middle of the camp, his eyes closed slightly, and he seemed to be sleeping. He was shining with this white light - he was probably practicing his sword all the time. It was no accident that he was so powerful.

Angry, envious and ashamed, he got up slowly and planned to open the curtain and go out to find some water to drink.

It was dark outside the tent, and only the night watchman's campfire was still shining.

Outside the camp, the guards were in high spirits and walked back and forth. The hunting team had strict discipline.

Anger thousand hair bypassed the two camps. I remember someone boiling water in the central pot. I was going to scoop a ladle, but suddenly I heard someone whispering.

"... it's not far away. Is Lang Jun really going to take this third childe Shen?"

"The third childe is amazing. Did you see his disciple's sword technique? Even Peng Jiu is not an opponent. The disciple is still like this. You can imagine how the master is. No wonder Lang Jun didn't hesitate to kill Ku Ying as soon as he met him, just to attract him."

The one who spoke first shivered, "Ku Ying has followed her husband for many years. She has worked hard without credit, that's all..."

"Shh!"

The man who spoke later was more mature and quickly stopped him. "Keep quiet! Your husband has his own reason to do things. Of course, the more careful you have to be about such a big thing as the ancient ruins, the better. Ku Ying clearly knows that you have to be lustful. Your husband killed him to make an example! Don't hide your resentment and find your own way to death at that time!"

Unexpectedly, I came out to drink water in the middle of the night and heard such important news!

It turned out that two night watchmen were talking. They were angry. They were talking about Shen Zhenyi. When they heard the words "ancient ruins", they couldn't help but be shocked. They quickly put their ears up, and didn't dare to move. They listened.