"A Tian said he had something to deal with and was leaving Yanjing."
In a hotel bedroom, Zheng Lei looked at the content on his phone and laughed sarcastically.
"That's right. Indeed, he is very busy. It's okay. Let's organize everyone to play for a day tomorrow and then go back together the day after tomorrow."
Liu Jiangjian smiled a little disappointedly.
They originally wanted to rent a hall and have a nice dinner with Lin Tian as a whole school.
But now, this idea can only be abandoned.
High in the sky, a big sword slowly moved toward the southeast. Pei Ning stood quietly, her long hair fluttering, and her beautiful red eyes flashing with a sense of loss.
"What's wrong?"
A middle-aged woman walked up to Pei Ning and smiled.
The woman is Li Baiyi's sister. She is dressed in fine clothes and looks gentle.
"Nothing, just not..."
"Didn't you talk to Lin Tian?"
The gentle and beautiful woman looked at Pei Ning and blinked.
Pei Ning's face suddenly turned red and she lowered her head.
Suddenly, a hint of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance passed through my nose.
I saw that the beautiful woman was carrying an exquisite wooden box, in which were placed several exquisite pastries printed with osmanthus flowers.
Pei Ning's eyes lit up and she looked at the beautiful woman hesitantly.
"I bought it specially for you. I heard from your father that the food of the gods is hard to describe."
Pei Ning nodded, picked up a pastry and tasted it carefully, her jewel-like eyes suddenly lit up.
"All for you." The beautiful woman smiled.
"Yeah." Pei Ning chewed carefully, but only ate a small piece, and put the remaining pastry into her storage ring.
"Why don't you eat?" The beautiful woman was surprised.
"Because... it's so delicious." Pei Ning whispered, a blush flashed across her face again, like the rays of light dyeing the clouds in Xiu, which was very beautiful.
The beautiful woman was slightly startled and said with a smile:
"He is from the human race, so he has already eaten it. There is no need to prepare it for him. For that kid, this osmanthus cake is not expensive."
Pei Ning nodded. Her skin was warm and her three-dimensional facial features were extremely exotic and beautiful. She looked at the horizon with a pair of red eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.
"How are the humans?"
"like very much."
…………
"He will officially become the human race's young commander in one month, master..."
White walls and black tiles, green ponds with beautiful lotus flowers, fluttering butterflies and subtle fragrance.
Jiang Daoheng looked at Zhao Huanhuang, who was sitting in the pavilion and had been silent, and hesitated to speak, with a look of loneliness in his eyes.
After all, Zhao Huanhuang still didn't want him to compete with Lin Tian anymore.
Buzz…
A little daylight pressed against the water color of the green pond, rising slowly.
A handsome middle-aged man appeared and stood in the air above the pond.
"Master."
Jiang Daoheng looked at Martial Saint Chengfeng with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
"You still want to fight?" Chengfeng looked at Jiang Daoheng with a look of scrutiny in his eyes.
Zhao Huanhuang frowned and looked at Chengfeng Martial Saint without saying a word.
Jiang Daoheng glanced at Zhao Huanhuang, then at Chengfeng, and nodded heavily.
Chengfeng stared at Jiang Daoheng, and a smile gradually appeared.
"You are very good. Even though Lin Tian is almost going to heaven today, I thought your heart was broken and it would be like this for the rest of your life.
It seems not. The grandson of King Wu Sheng of Xinjiang will never compromise.
Before your father died, I promised him that I would watch you stand above all races and seek peace for the world.
I was not sure about you before, but I think there is hope for you now! "
Chengfeng Martial Saint said quietly, looked at Zhao Huanhuang who had been silent, and said lightly:
"Huanhuang, you have always been reticent, and now you can't hide."
Jiang Daoheng also looked at Lin Tian longingly.
Zhao Huanhuang stood up, and at this moment he recognized Jiang Daoheng, and said quietly:
"Fight again?"
"Fight again!"
Jiang Daoheng clenched his fists, with fighting intent in his eyes.
"Go to the battlefield of God's Fall, the extremely cold abyss.
Go through a month of life and death. If his will is stronger than yours, then you should not lose to him in terms of will. "
Zhao Huanhuang said quietly.
Jiang Daoheng's body trembled.
"Wait!" Martial Saint Chengfeng was shocked:
"If you ask him to go to the extreme cold abyss, aren't you just asking him to die?"
Zhao Huanhuang nodded, his eyes obscured by black cloth:
"You are seeking death, do you dare?
Lin Tian's magic, mental power, and will are all stronger than yours.
Will is the foundation of all advancements. If you are not even as good as his will, what are you going to fight with him for? "
Zhao Huanhuang said lightly, inspiring.
Martial Saint Chengfeng's expression changed instantly.
Only Jiang Daoheng growled with a hint of fear in his eyes:
"I would like to go."
"good!"
Zhao Huanhuang smiled faintly, waved one hand, and a trace of energy and blood emerged, outlining a piece of red paper in the space.
Jiang Daoheng's eyes narrowed, and he cut his fingertips, strands of golden blood seeped out, and wrote big characters on the red paper.
【Do you dare to fight again? 】
There was endless fighting spirit in his eyes, and golden light overflowed.
The next moment, a red light overflowed from the courtyard, rose into the sky, and flew over Yanjing Junwu, shining brightly.
"what is that?"
"It's a war post. Who posted the war post?"
"What a strange method. The words written in blood gave me a strong sense of oppression!"
On the ground, the exclamations of Yanjing's military and military students resounded.
The red light kept going towards the sky, stretching continuously, and was sensed by Liu Zihua.
Then, an hour later.
boom!
The red paper floated back from the distance, stood high in the sky, and flew towards Jiang Daoheng.
Jiang Daoheng's sudden change was so strange that even Chengfeng Martial Saint's eyes narrowed.
But I saw one word.
【roll】!
…………
Tibia World.
At the fifteenth level, on the top floor of a building towering into the sky.
One male and one female.
The silver-haired man was none other than Shi Ming, the third prince of Qingqiu, a demon clan. He was looking at the woman in a red dress with an angry look on his face.
The woman was wearing a red dress, with warm skin, tall figure and a glass of red wine in her hand. She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and stared at the fifteenth level downstairs.
If you look carefully, you will find that the woman's appearance cannot be clearly seen at all. It seems that there is always a layer of mist covering the woman's face, making it difficult to see clearly.
"I'm leaving. It seems that Lin Tian will not come to the tibia world again."
Shi Ming shouted coldly and leaned lazily on the sofa, with a trace of irritation in his eyes.
"You want to go to the human race?"
The woman in a red dress looked at Shi Ming.
"It's time to go back. Divine Soul Gold has appeared in the South China Sea of the human race. There may be news about my aunt, Shi Fei Xi."
Shi Ming stood up and looked at the woman in the red dress calmly:
"It's no use waiting here for several days. The only thing I don't understand is that I want to control Lin Tian to force him to exchange [Xingtian Tu Dao] with me.
Why are you so interested in Lin Tian? "
Shi Ming examined the woman.
"You don't have to worry about it."
The woman raised her head and watched Shi Ming leave.
The room quickly became quiet, except for the woman who was still drinking quietly.
"Just let him leave like this?
It's better to control him and become our puppet.
After all, he is the prince of the demon clan and has a distinguished background. "
A feminine male voice sounded, but there was still only the woman in the red dress in the room.
pS: I actually wrote four chapters today, but the later ones were deleted.
Extremely ashamed.
The three chapters I owe will be paid within five days in the next few days.
Still, very ashamed.
I just said there would be an update yesterday.
A big plot has ended, the fourth volume has reached the late stage, and the entire novel is about to transition to the middle and late stages.
The plot is more difficult to imagine. If you want it to be more attractive and story-telling, of course you have to satisfy the greater excitement.
The author needs to construct a complete set of ideas.
So I deleted those two chapters today because they would affect the development of the subsequent plot too much. If there are differences with my overall thinking, it will create a big hole that cannot be filled.
It's very dangerous, so I don't choose to send it, but delete it.
This book has been written for five months, and the author's writing style has been evolving.
By the time of the Holy Tribulation chapter, it had evolved to the third way of writing.
Now, it should be the transitional stage from the third way of writing to the fourth way.
There may be some regression, but overall it should be progress.
The road is long, difficult and difficult, so we can only think hard.
I believe most readers read this book because of Goldfinger’s guidance, but the author writes about people from the beginning.
The author wanted to say this sentence from the beginning, but now there is no need to say it, because the readers who don’t like reading have already left long ago.
Everything in the world is like a change of entropy. If you see my book today, you may never see it again. Or maybe you will see one a few years later and wonder in a daze, have you read this author's book?
It seems sad, but it is actually the rule.
The only solution to your worries is to make your books more substantial and improve their quality, that is, their attractiveness, so that you can attract the attention of book lovers again.
This is what the author did.
The author has finally seen it clearly. Although everyone always wanted to add more updates, they picked up their pants and left after enjoying themselves.
Hahaha, it’s exactly the same as when I was reading the book.
So if you ask for leave now, you will most likely not be scolded.
