Martial Arts and Fantasy: the Evil Emperor of All Realms

Chapter 1026 Can't See Through

He was talking about Iron Shadow.

Not wanting to continue this topic, Tie Xinheng said: "What will Brother Zhan do next?"

Zhao Yulin said: "Wait."

Tie Xinheng smiled and said, "That's right, wait."

Tie Ying said: "What are you waiting for?"

Zhao Yulin said: "Wait for someone."

Tie Xinheng continued: "Wait for someone to come to us."

"Toot, toot"

After the words fell, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the quiet small courtyard, dense and uniform, like the rumble of war drums.Before the people arrived, a powerful murderous intent and a chilling fighting intent had already spread from the other courtyard.Zhijiao is bitingly cold.

Tie Xinheng laughed and said, "Brother Zhan is amazing, there are more than 100 soldiers here, all of them are of high level, I can't see through them at all."

He was saying that Zhao Yulin was amazing, but he himself was even more unbelievable in the eyes of others.

Zhao Yulin laughed and said, "Brother Tie didn't give in too much, he didn't show any fear at all. Could it be that Brother Tie isn't afraid at all?"

Tie Xinheng smiled and said, "Brother Zhan is not afraid, what am I afraid of?"

Zhao Yulin said: "I'm scared when they see you! Please!" With a big hand drawn, a loud voice came out.

Tie Xinheng got up and said, "Please!"

Tie Ying, Shen Qing, and Nan Gongrou walked out side by side without paying any attention.

"He...they..." Nangong Rou murmured, her beautiful face was filled with puzzlement and bewilderment.

Tie Ying stood up lightly, her lake green long skirt drooped like water, her body was like a willow in the wind, her indescribable softness made her heart throbbing, and said with a light smile: "Miss Nangong, Miss Shen, Let's go see it too!"

120 people, wearing iron clothes with cold light, with war swords on their waists, and war guns in their hands, like a torrent of steel, dense and dense, their battle clothes shone with a cold light that gnawed at the bones, like ancient beasts, ready to choose and devour at any time .

In the battle formation, the two leaders are wearing complicated and exquisite battle suits, flowing with stripes and veins, full of mysterious atmosphere. This is a battle suit intertwined with dao marks and condensed laws.With a slight shock, the void collapses, and with a slight pull, there is a tremendous power, which seems to be able to destroy mountains and broken mountains.

The two of them are the leaders of this team, Zhan Sen and Zhan Lin.

Turning his head to look at the team, Zhan Lin said: "Zhan Sen, is such a big movement going to be too much? What if people notice it?"

Zhan Sen frowned and said: "No way, this is the Patriarch's order, the Eldest Young Master seems to have noticed it, the day after tomorrow the Eldest Young Master must not be allowed to enter the Zhandi Palace, that's the only way."

Zhan Lindao: "The eldest son and the young lady listen to Mr. Zhou's words the most, and it will be more useful when he comes."

Zhan Sen sneered and said, "Is the Patriarch not as good as you? I didn't realize that Director Zhou hasn't been to the residence of the eldest son or young lady for a long time recently. This is what the Patriarch means."

"Squeak..."

At this moment, the gate of the courtyard opened, and Zhao Yulin and Tiexinheng stepped out together, like a storm, Zhao Yulin said: "What's the matter."

Resolutely!

This was the first feeling in Tie Xinheng's mind, even he couldn't react, let alone Zhan Sen and Zhan Lin.

After a while of silence, Zhan Sen pulled out a stiff expression and said, "Eldest son, the Patriarch wants you to come over."

Zhan Sen didn't know exactly how much Zhao Yulin knew and guessed, would he go with him to meet the Patriarch, or should he use force?These thoughts turned thousands of times in his mind in an instant.

"Let's go." Zhao Yulin walked away first without asking any questions.

Chapter 1027 First Feeling

"Huh?" Zhan Sen and Zhan Lin couldn't figure it out seeing Zhao Yulin being so forthright. They were stunned for a while, but soon they stopped thinking about the reason. It doesn't matter how many things are done.

The reorganized queue followed Zhao Yulin, a group of people came and went in a hurry.

"Ugh……"

Tie Xinheng sighed, he didn't go, if he went, he would never come back.

"Huh? Master Tie, where is the eldest son?" Tie Ying and the others came out one step too late, but Zhao Yulin had long since disappeared.

Tie Xinheng said: "Let's go."

"Master Tie will let the eldest son go alone?...Aren't you friends?" The tone of the tone was full of anger, but full of sarcasm, intentionally or unintentionally emphasizing the word "friend", with a kind of appearance mockery.

"What if I go?" Tie Xinheng replied very casually, as if he hadn't heard the sarcasm in Tie Ying's words at all, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and bright eyes, as if gathering the light of the whole universe, but he didn't He moved his voice and quietly looked in the direction of the Zhandi Palace.

Tie Ying smiled softly and said: "Don't you men all pay attention to showing sincerity to your friends, sticking knives in your ribs, going up the mountain of swords and going down the sea of ​​fire?"

Tie Xinheng smiled nonchalantly and said, "Miss Tie Ying is as chivalrous as a common warrior."

Most monks are cold and selfish, and usually there is not much affection between blood relatives. The way of immortality is vague, and the way of humanity is vague. A monk pursues the way of heaven, longevity and strength all his life.

Some clever words, playing word games without a trace, with a strong taste of insinuation.

Tie Ying smiled lazily, her charming eyes were deep and misty, looking at Tie Xinheng like a lover, giving people a lingering, entangled feeling, as long as a man gives her such a look, he will never forget it in his life of.

"Is Mr. Tie mocking Tie Ying? Does it really make people sad?" The voice is intimate and resentful, as if weeping and complaining. The more one listens, the more difficult it is to give up. A beautiful woman is as gentle as a lamb. Isn't it possible to get her? Everything you want?

Tie Xinheng is a man, and a normal man at that. When he meets such gazes and hears such tone of voice, his heart will inevitably flutter slightly, and his breathing will also stagnate, but when he looks at Tie Ying, he draws a faint line in his mind. The blue figure, the sky is like a blue orchid, and the dust is like a fairy. He turned around and glanced in a daze.

The coolness seemed to really exist, taking advantage of the emptiness, Tie Xinheng regained his senses in an instant, and then looked away with a faint smile, without any other expression or saying anything.