Good Fortune Dictionary

Wang Ming immediately used his housekeeping sword technique, Myriad Dao Sword Art, to deal with the enemy.

One after another, swords of different colors formed in the void, one, two, three, until eighteen swords.This is the maximum amount that Wang Ming can use.

Eighteen swords formed a three-talented sword formation, stabbing at Wang Feng!

Like a colorful torrent, it blasted towards Wang Feng's body.It seems that the scattered stars have not gathered together for a long time.

Suddenly, the energy flow broke out.

The two strengths of the Seven Star Fist are twice that of ordinary martial arts practitioners, and most people can't bear it at all. The most important thing is that Wang Feng is a practitioner of body training, and his bones and even muscles are very strong, while Wang Mingxiu Qi, then it is much worse in body training.

The difference between Wang Feng and Wang Feng in physical cultivation is not only a star and a half!Even if there are two realms in between.

Boom!The rumbling sound shrouded the platform of life and death, and the entire platform of life and death made a loud and continuous sound!

Between life and death, see the difference immediately.

After the energy flow was separated, Wang Feng looked really embarrassed, there was no good spot all over his body, the left shoulder was the most obvious.

Wang Feng half-kneeled on the stage of life and death, bleeding profusely.

Looking at Wang Ming's appearance, there are two fist-sized bloody holes in his lower abdomen.There are no obvious scars elsewhere.

Wang Feng leaned on the long-guarding mind door, and avoided the attack that Wang Ming was going to attack on Wang Feng's heart, but he couldn't dodge the attack on his left shoulder.
Open, this kind of injury is very serious, and it will not be able to recover after a while.

Wang Ming clutched his bleeding chest, "I never thought that Wang Feng would be able to dodge his deadly attack."

"Ha, congratulations, you won! However, I would like to ask you to take good care of my brother. After all, my father's faction has no support after my death."

Wang Feng: "Okay! I promise you."

After speaking, Wang Ming fell down on the stage of life and death.

Wang Feng still maintained a half-kneeling posture, motionless, but turned his head to Wang Mingzhu's direction with great effort.

Wang Qianxiong is treating Wang Mingzhu. With Wang Qianxiong using a lot of spiritual energy to protect Wang Mingzhu, Wang Mingzhu's injury began to slowly improve.

Cough cough, Wang Mingzhu woke up after spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing his father's face, he opened his mouth and said, "Father, how is Wang Feng?"Nothing fae!
Wang Qianxiong turned his gaze to the stage, and Wang Mingzhu saw Wang Feng who was half kneeling, and with a burst of strength from nowhere, he walked towards Wang Feng as if desperately.

Wang Qianxiong: "Pearl,!"Your injury is not healed yet!Nine children! "Wang Qianxiong was depressed for a while, the first thing his daughter said when she woke up was to ask how Wang Feng was, why didn't he ask his father!.

"Wang Feng!" Wang Mingzhu dragged her weak body and walked towards Wang Feng step by step.

"Ahem!" Wang Feng called Jiu'er, his eyes blurred, and he asked, "Jiu'er, are you okay?"

Wang Mingzhu said in a voice that seemed to be squeezing through her teeth again: It's okay, I'm fine.And you?
Wang Feng smiled wryly and took the hand that Wang Mingzhu offered, supporting himself to stand up.

Trembling, he stood up.With the support of Wang Mingzhu, he walked towards his own courtyard.

Wang Qianxiong wanted to let Wang Mingzhu go back, so he came to pull Wang Mingzhu, and asked a servant of the Wang family to help Wang Feng, but Wang Mingzhu endured great pain and refused.

Even though the wound was still aching, she gritted her teeth and persisted.

Wang Feng also endured the pain and said: "Jiu'er, go back quickly!" Wang Mingzhu still disagreed.

Wang Qianxiong followed Wang Mingzhu all the way to Wang Feng's courtyard.

When they arrived at the courtyard, Lao Li, who had been in the courtyard, quickly took Wang Feng and walked to Wang Feng's room with his arm.

The moment Wang Feng was released, Wang Mingzhu couldn't hold on any longer, and fell down with a bang.

Wang Qianxiong, who was watching from the side, caught Wang Mingzhu.

"Why are you bothering?" Wang Qianxiong smiled helplessly.

He knew why, maybe his daughter had known for a long time, the emperor sent a letter to Wang Qianxiong, saying that yes, the young master of the Sword Saint Pavilion fell in love with her precious daughter and wanted to marry Wang Mingzhu.Because it is the imperial decree of the emperor, so I dare not resist the decree, but I still have to do everything I can for my home.

"Daughter, I still know, but I don't understand why that little bastard Wang Feng got Wang Mingzhu's heart so much. What method did he use to make his daughter love him so desperately?"

"Oh!" Wang Qianxiong sighed involuntarily.

At the same time, Mr. Li, who was in the courtyard, wrapped gauze around Wang Feng, wrapping it round and round.

The white bandages were on Wang Feng's left arm, and the scars on his left chest.

"Young master, what did you do outside just now. Mr. Li asked Wang Feng softly."

"Life and Death Platform! I'm going to the Life and Death Platform for a duel!"

"Ah! Master, why did you go to the stage of life and death! Are you dying?"

Wang Feng: "Don't ask those questions, just give me some medicine, I want to heal my wounds."

After about a quarter of an hour, Wang Feng slowly said to Mr. Li: For the upcoming plan, we have packed our luggage in the past few days, and the pawns that should be pawned should be bought and sold.Use the working capital on hand to exchange for things that can be used for long-distance travel.

Mr. Li didn't dare to talk too much: he could only say: "Okay, young master.

After speaking, he got up and hurriedly walked towards Chang'an Avenue.

The sycamore tree that Wang Feng was sitting in the courtyard bloomed, pieces of golden falling kings fell from the sky, and the scattered king trees all over the ground seemed to be withered.

Wang Feng: "Originally, there were more and more blue and green kings. I couldn't help but make Wang Feng miss the green and beautiful sun. Later, as the seasons changed, the green kings turned yellow."

Wang Feng sorted out the troublesome thoughts in his mind. After waiting for a long time, it was almost dark.
Li Laocai dragged large and small bags to the courtyard, and put many goods in the courtyard.

Mr. Li: "Master, some goods, the store said it will take a few days to deliver, and the imperial capital is also out of stock recently." Seeing Wang Feng, he smiled.

"Haha, Mr. Li! It's okay, we still have about a week, and after that we will live a life of nomads."

Wang Feng said relaxedly, "How about it, are you ready?"

Old Li: "Of course, if the young master wants to go there, the old man will go there!"

"You go back to the house first!" Wang Feng replied, and I will look at this sycamore tree again.

"OK, all right."

A place where kings fall.That is, under the sycamore tree, Wang Feng found it, the feeling that was just pleasing to the eye, the feeling that is in line with the way of heaven,

At this moment, Wang Feng was standing in the courtyard, not caring about anything at first.Start to look for the feeling that you can't find at the beginning.Although it was already night, he was full of interest and was quite interested in it.