Doomsday Rise

My master please! "

The man is about 40 years old, with fair skin and meticulous hair combing. Very few people can pay so much attention to appearance in troubled times. Liu Wei'an has seen no more than eight hundred or five hundred characters, and no one is as good as the man in front of him. It's not that he is handsome, there are more people than him, he can only be regarded as the best. There is an old saying that suits him very well. Three points depend on looks and seven points depend on dress. The perfect combination of the two gives unique charm.

Scarlet red clothes were only qualified to wear in the ancient times. Men wear a little extravagance. The eyes were sharp, although the concealment was good, the pride incorporated into the bones still faintly flowed out.

Mandarin was unified hundreds of years ago. As a national language, no one will not speak except a baby just born. However, there are slight differences in Putonghua depending on the region. Putonghua, whose ancestral hometown is Hunan and Jiangxi, carries Hakka dialects. Fujian Mandarin still has some syllables that are difficult to distinguish. It doesn't need to say anything between Guangdong and Guangxi. The tongue has never been straight. The standard Putonghua also has to look around Hebei. The mandarin in front of the man is extremely standard, one word at a time, and very clear.

Even if you don't look at the appearance, you can distinguish it from ordinary people just by listening to the sound.

The middle-aged man did not come alone. A team of soldiers also came with a total of 20 men. 10 people surrounded Fu Jiang, Elephant, etc. The other 10 were scattered around, seemingly randomly distributed. If you enlarge the whole pattern, you will find that their positions are just locked up all the exits, and they are surrounded by elephants. Ten people responded to each other, and in the event of an accident, they could be supported immediately.

"Who is your master?" Liu Wei'an looked away from the soldier. He secretly guessed the identity of the other party. The people of the Eighth Army and the Ninth Army had contacted him. Before the troubled times, he was naturally a first-class elite, but after the troubled times, various evolutionaries emerged endlessly, and people with special abilities increased. More, the strength of the army appears weak.

The 20 soldiers in front of his eyes are all late silver, even if placed in the Ping An team. I do not know if it is a soldier of the Sixth or Seventh Army.

"Master's name is taboo, we are the inconvenience of the next generation, the Governor Liu knew when he met." Although the attitude of the middle-aged man is respectful, it gives people a feeling of asking you for your face. He didn't do it intentionally, but a habit that he developed over a long period of time.

"Do you know me?" Liu Wei'an raised an eyebrow. His reputation is not small, at least in Xiangshui and Jiangdong provinces, but because of the low number of photo shoots, and long-term in "World of Warcraft", and Tianfeng Province blocked the provincial boundaries, news blocked, people who have seen him Not much.

"The famous Governor of Tianfeng Province, a three-year-old child knows that I know each other naturally." When the middle-aged man said that he was famous, there was a smile of irony or disdain.

Around the lively players were shocked. Liu Wei'an's eyes suddenly changed. As the middle-aged man said, there were not many people who did not know Liu Wei'an. It is the first effort to make Tianfeng Province out of chaos anyway, and it has become the first identity to restore order to the entire Han Dynasty. Many people want to go to the province of Tianfeng. They just block the border and can't get through.

Many people have imagined what Liu Wei'an is like, but they are not so young. Because of the combat effectiveness shown in the previous battle with Zheng Li, no one feels better than meeting.

"I will stay here for at least a day. If your young master wants to see him, let him come over. I still have things and I will not leave you.

Alas. Liu Wei'an frowned and said patiently.

"My master's itinerary is set early, and I can only stay in Baimao District for one hour. I hope Governor Liu will forgive me." The middle-aged man flashed a little discomfort in his eyes.

"Let's just run out of time." Liu Wei'an now wanted to develop the province of Tianfeng, and had no interest in dealing with outside forces.

"If Governor Liu doesn't go, it will be difficult for us to do it." Middle-aged man Shen said.

"Is it necessary to go this way?" Liu Wei'an narrowed his eyes slightly, emitting a dangerous light.

"I hope Governor Liu will not embarrass us." The middle-aged man was calm, without a trace of fear.

"Do you know, according to my previous temper, you are already lying on the ground." Liu Weian sighed.

"I believe Governor Liu is a smart person." The middle-aged man smiled.

"Sorry, you read it wrong." The moment Liu Wei's fists were closed, an invisible force came and imprisoned him. Almost at the same time, the middle-aged man chopped his palm with his shoulder as fast as lightning.

The palm of the hand is as white as jade, shining with a glimmer of light. It is clearly a flesh and blood body, but it gives people a sense of unparalleled sharpness. In the crowd, an old man shook and shouted in a panic.

"Broken Jade Palm!"

危 Liu Wei'an has not heard of broken jade palms and has not seen them before, but the killing in his eyes has faded a little, just because the middle-aged man's palm is taken from the shoulder, not the neck. No matter what his purpose was, at least he didn't kill his heart, and Liu Wei'an had to spare him for this.

The squinting eyes opened suddenly, and shot brightly. The void seemed to swell suddenly, and the invisible force of imprisoned Liu Weian exploded. If a soldier on the foot of the Northeast was hit with a heavy hammer, he screamed, a blood spewed out, and died on the ground. The attention of the lively people was diverted. Here, Liu Wei'an's fist had collided with the palm of the middle-aged man.

when--

The flesh and blood flew against each other, and the sound of the impact of the stone was heard. The contempt in the eyes of the middle-aged man became painful for a moment. The whole person seemed to be hit by a heavy truck driving at high speed, shot more than 30 meters away, sprinkled a series of blood, and disappeared into a wall.

boom--

When the elephant punched him in the air, the two soldiers rushing backwards fired at a faster speed, fell on the street dozens of meters away, twitched a few times, and remained motionless.

Wu Jianguang's spirit snake retracted on You Mengshou's back. The 10 soldiers around them had lost their fighting power and lay on the ground. You Mengshou did not kill them, but just cut off the hamstrings and tendons. If this kind of injury is changed in the past, even if it is connected, the strength will be reduced by more than half, but now, any medical evolutionary can heal it and leave no sequelae, it is not a problem.

Chi You Mengshou also did not hurt the killer because of the identity of these soldiers, but it was not like the elephants who did not light up and did not care.

boom!

The middle-aged man just got up from the masonry, was hit by Lin Zhonghu with his fist, and raised the chick like Liu Weian in front of him.

"Liu Wei'an, you will regret today's shot!" The middle-aged man was forced to kneel on the ground, but his head was raised deadly, and a venomous light shot in his eyes.

"I will regret it later, I don't know, but I can be sure, I hate that others threaten me, and those who used to risk me are dead.

"Well," Liu Wei'an looked at the middle-aged man with a smile.

"I was called by Xiaohou Hou." A middle-aged man felt a chill in his heart. He didn't know much about Liu Wei'an, but just looked at the information and knew that this was a young man who had lost his luck. people. But at this moment, he clearly felt the breath of death. In front of others, his bones were hard, because no one dared to disobey Xiaohouye ’s will, but from Liu Weian, he did n’t see any fear of Xiaohouye.

The man did not eat the immediate loss, he immediately lowered his noble head.

"Why do you talk like this early? Why should you be beaten? This time I will give you a lesson. Being a man should not be too arrogant, otherwise it will be unlucky." Liu Wei'an reminded kindly.

The middle-aged man almost bit his teeth, but he didn't dare to say anything hard.

"Go back and tell Xiaohou Hou, if you dare to retaliate, I will let him know what regrets." Liu Wei'an faintly left a sentence and then left.

Uh ...

最高 The highest floor of the Central Building. Before the troubled times, standing in front of the window and looking up could see the plane, but now, you can only see the gray sky.

"He really said that?"

Although Xiao Xiaohou is carrying a small print, he is actually not small. He is 39 years old this year, and another year is a year of no doubt. But it is well maintained and looks like 30 years old.

"The old slave did not dare to conceal, this is the original word of Liu Wei'an." The steward of Chu expressed respectfulness. In front of Xiao Houye, he had all the pride and self-confidence, but only humble and careful.

Xi Chu's housekeeper was a middle-aged man who invited Liu Wei'an.

"What does the teacher think?" Xiaohouye turned to look at the old man who was quietly writing on the side.

The old man is at least one hundred years old, with a ruddy complexion, no subjaw is needed, hair is still black, but a pair of eyebrows has turned white ~ www.readwn.com ~ since his name is Baimeijushi.

Bai Meijushi began to learn characters at the age of 80. The book was from Zhang Xu. His calligraphy even admired Mr. Longju and praised it as ‘the river is like a dragon, and the sea is a boat’. Baimeijushi's practice of words is purely entertainment, and it is not for sale, but there are occasional works flowing out. Any one of the works can be sold for more than 100,000 gold coins. This shows that people agree with Baimeijushi.

居 Bai Meijushi practiced in his mind dozens of times before writing. Once he started writing, like a tiger going down the mountain, he could do it in one go. There is no way to stop, otherwise he will not find it. So although he heard what Xiaohouye said, he didn't respond, and didn't write until the last word appeared on the paper.

White eyebrow wiped the sweat on the palm of his hand with a towel, stared at the work for a full three minutes, revealing a trace of regret, the connection between the pens, he could do it, and he could do it, but it was still a little underwent. This work is the best one he has written in the past year, but it is flawed in the end. He shook his head gently, shredded and threw it into the trash.

"You can recognize the value of the characters I write if you learn Chinese characters. If you do n’t know how to read, even Wang Er's works are worthless in front of you. You have to find the right values."

"Thank you for your guidance!" Xiao Houye was a little stagnant. He was also extremely intelligent. He instantly understood the meaning of Baimei Jushi and gave a gift to Baimei Jushi.

"Go and go, don't bother me to practice calligraphy." Bai Meijushi waved impatiently.

"Yes!" Xiao Houye pulled back.