The Mysterious Businessman of Super Seminary

Chapter 430 Combat
Wen Twelve touched Nian Shan's head beside him, then touched Xia Yunshu's forehead, shaking his head.

"You two, you can cause me trouble. If you don't enjoy the leisurely afternoon in the shop, you don't enjoy coming to help you. After going back this time, Tianshu will deduct three months' wages. As for Nianshan, stay in the shop." Do odd jobs here, and you are not allowed to go for a long time if you don’t work for three months.”

Hearing this, Nian Shan scratched his head in embarrassment. This half-spirit boy with a resolute face and no fear of life and death among thousands of spirit beasts just now really looks like an ordinary child.

As for Xia Yunshu, he rubbed his forehead that was being talked about, a blush appeared on his face, and he nodded slightly.

She also understood in her heart that the so-called three-month salary was just a symbolic punishment.

After all, Wen Twelve had no obligation to come to help at all, let alone this time, he not only helped defend Nanli, but also killed so many spirits.Even for the entire Spirit Race, it can be said to be a serious injury.

I'm afraid that for a long time to come, Nanli's border will be much calmer!
Such a great favor, not to mention three months' salary, even three or even 30 years, I'm afraid it can't be exchanged. Yu said rather lazily.

"Okay, I'll leave the next thing to you, Nanli, and help me find a deck chair by the way! It's really troublesome, there's no sun!"

Although this sentence was not directed at anyone, the man in red armor immediately understood it, and quickly bowed down to salute.

"Senior, I'll help you find a reclining chair right away. You can rest at ease. We, Nanli, will finish the rest of the aftermath."

After witnessing the scene just now, the man in red armor respects and even admires the boss Wen who has been heard for a long time and rarely seen in front of him!
There is even a trace of fear, for fear that if I do not do well in something, I will not satisfy this person, causing him to punch the town spirit wall under his feet.

Simply, looking at it now, it seems that His Royal Highness has a pretty good relationship with Boss Wen, and that kind of thing should not happen.

Even so, the red-armored man did not dare to neglect at all, and personally tore apart the space and rushed back to the Zhennan Prince's Mansion, brought the best recliner among them, and sent it behind Wen Twelve.

Speaking of which, the fur on the surface of this reclining chair comes from the fur of a spirit bear that Xia Tu personally beheaded. It is soft and comfortable. Wen Twelve walked back slowly, and immediately snorted softly and murmured comfortably. road.

"Well, not bad, not bad, much more comfortable than the broken recliner in the shop! I moved it back and did Xia Tu such a favor. It's not too much to move a recliner, right?"

Just like that, the sky was gloomy, and the rain of blood kept falling.

Wen Twelve put his hands behind his head, eyes slightly closed, and lay comfortably on the Zhenling Wall beside him. Xia Yunshu found two oil-paper umbrellas from nowhere, one for Nian Shan and the other for Nian Shan. Cover yourself and Wen Twelve under the umbrella.

Within a hundred meters around the three of them, there was no spirit race or even spirit beast.

On the one hand, the red-armored man deliberately cleaned it up; on the other hand, even spirit beasts with undeveloped spiritual intelligence are not stupid. The scene just now made them all understand one thing, the new one in white robe Guy, don't mess with me!
So, hide and go, in fact, as early as the moment Wen Twelve killed King Fengling, the outcome of this war had already been decided, and the next step was just to clean up the mess.

The Spirit Race, which had lost all its high-end combat power, faced Nanli, who had almost no damage to its high-end combat power.

Holding an umbrella, Xia Yunshu followed the huge gully blasted out by Wen Twelve's punch just now, looking into the depths of the barren land, looking worried, and asked softly.

"Boss, tell me, is there any danger on my father's side?"

Hearing this, Wen Twelve waved his hand nicely, and responded quite casually.

"Don't worry, your father is also the famous Zhennan King. In this Qiling Continent, no one can do anything to him if you don't make a move at the seventh level. Besides, those people should just stop your father, and there is no need to send out a seven-level king." Tier [-], after all, Tier [-] is not too cabbage."

Hearing this, the man in red armor who returned at some point beside him wiped the sweat from his forehead without a trace, and thought to himself.

That's not what you said just now when you blasted the golden-winged Taipeng to death with your hand.
Within the territory of the Zidian Empire, at the base, the valleys were razed to the ground, and ravines spread all over the land like scars. The vegetation had already been reduced to debris. Under the confrontation between the two flood-level weapon masters, this place seemed to have experienced a battle. Natural disasters, the color of the world can be felt thousands of miles away.

In the middle of this appalling land, the two stood facing each other several miles apart.

Xia Tu held the Demon Suppressing Sword in his hand, the edge of the sword had been dyed a faint red, he was slightly embarrassed, but it was obvious that it was only a minor injury.

In contrast, Wu Huan, who was opposite him, looked much miserable. There were several wounds on his body, obviously sword wounds, and his clothes were stained red with blood.

The huge black lotus Guanyin behind it has long been dilapidated, with two heads and six arms broken, two arms missing, and even the black lotus below has lost a few lotus leaves.

To be honest, the Black Lotus Guanyin at this moment is more like a toy that was played back by a naughty child.combine
After a long time, Xia Tu suddenly asked a somewhat strange question.

"Do you still believe in Buddhism?"

Wu Huan groaned twice, spat out a piece of blood, slowly raised his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a light smile.

"I am the Buddha."

heard the words.Xia Tu nodded clearly, and said with some emotion.

"You are trying to forcibly open up your own path. I have to say that now, in terms of combat power, no one can defeat you in the same level, and there are few opponents. If you really let you If it continues to develop like this, given time, maybe it is really a Buddha, but unfortunately, there will be no future."

Xia Tu wiped away Jian Chen's blood casually.The tone was unusually flat, as if he was simply telling a fact that had already happened. Wu Huan didn't answer, but stood up straight, put his hands together, and shook his head slowly, as if he was talking to himself.

"As I said, I am the Buddha."

Behind him, the damaged Black Lotus Avalokitesvara exploded violently, turning into a boundless black mist and entering Wu Huan's body. Under Wu Huan's feet, he lifted him into the sky.

At the same time, a slow and powerful beating heart suddenly appeared between the world, the sound was not so clear but very clear, as if it was affecting the hearts of all living beings, and when I looked closely, I saw Wu Huan's left chest, The phantom of a black earthy and exquisite heart slowly emerged.

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