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Huaxia, the outer suburbs of Shencheng City.

After three months of reconstruction, the Wanling Pavilion has been restored to its original state. The surrounding scenery is beautiful, the grass is growing and the warblers are flying, and it is full of vitality.

crunch--

The door of the wooden house with the Zhu Xian Talisman was pushed open, and a young man came out, with short hair, a white casual top and blue jeans, he looked very energetic, but his eyes were not too big, although they were full of aura, but always It's left and right.

The man looked around and found no one around.

"While no one is around," the man took a deep breath and howled loudly, "I'm coming out!!!"

Boom!

Two old men suddenly appeared beside him and beat him on the back of the head.

"Oh shit! Who the hell is fighting? It's Mr. Ye and Mr. Cui. Hey, you two haven't left yet?"

The man was Xilou, and Ye Huai and Cui Zhi rushed over from the board room at the back as soon as they knew Xilou was coming out.

In the past three months, Xilou has been in the Wanling Pavilion, receiving the cultural influence, thought influence, and strength influence of the Chinese ancestors and potential spirits.

Finally, smoked him into a qualified Wanling Pavilion guardian.

The strength has also risen from the original seventh stage to the eighth stage.

Ye Huai pretended to be angry and said, "What are you yelling about! Where can we go? Why don't we stay here to guard you brat!"

Xilou scratched his head in embarrassment, "I'm so suffocated."

Cui Zhi said indifferently: "Your boy is out now, so we have nothing to do with you? Yan Zu, let's go."

The two most spiritual beings were just about to leave, but Xilou grabbed them one by one.

"Hey, old man, wait for me a little longer. I've been here for three months. There's nothing in the bedroom yet. I'm going to the street to buy some daily necessities. I'll be back soon. Wait a minute, wait a moment."

Ye Huai and Cui Zhi had no choice but to watch the west building run away.

It was dusk at this time, and the west building had purchased a lot of things. On the way back, I saw a little girl selling flowers on the side of the road. Her hands were shaking from the cold in the winter.

"Brother, Christmas is one week away, buy a rose for your beloved girl!"

Xilou couldn't bear it, and knelt down, "Little sister, how much do you pay for one flower? Brother wants them all."

The little girl looked up at the west building, blinked her big eyes, and said cutely: "No, brother, you don't even have a girlfriend, so selling so much is a waste of money for you."

Xilou's eyes widened, and he said in surprise, "Fuck? What are you talking about, you brat?! Why don't I have a girlfriend? I'll grab a lot of them!"

thump--!

Xilou suddenly knelt on the ground.

The little girl looked surprised, "Brother, what are you doing? Hey, let me give you a flower, don't kneel down and beg me."

After speaking, the little girl turned and left.

When the little girl walked away, Xilou let out a long sigh with a full face of grievance.

"My wife, I was wrong, let's talk about it, save me some face on the street, I am also the guardian of Wanling Pavilion now."

Mingyue came out from the side alley, and it was she who used Chenluo to exert gravity suddenly, causing Xilou to kneel on the ground.

"The guardian of Wanling Pavilion, isn't it? It's very majestic, and you can grab a lot of girlfriends."

Mingyue's eyes were very displeased, and she folded her hands on her chest, extremely jealous.

Xilou smiled and said: "Hey, it's not like you don't know. There is no one around my Wanling Pavilion, and I can only grab a handful of grass. I am not buying flowers for the little girl to let her go home early. Well, don't be angry."

Hearing what Xilou said, Mingyue snorted coldly and removed Chenluo.

Xilou got up immediately, walked behind her, hugged her tightly, and said softly, "When did you come back?"

Mingyue twitched a bit, finding that struggling was useless, and said in a low voice, "I just came back the day before yesterday."

Xilou sniffed the scent of Mingyue's body, and said in satisfaction, "Then we can live a good life together."

Hearing this, Mingyue broke free from Xilou's arms, her expression became very serious.

"I'm afraid not."

Seeing Mingyue's serious tone, Xilou frowned slightly, "So fast?"

Mingyue nodded solemnly.

At this moment, a voice he had never heard sounded from the quantum communicator in the west building.

"Xilou, I'm Xiao Ming."

Xilou was slightly startled!

He knew that he was responsible for the brainpower of the No-Thinkers, and he had never met him before. He only saw his company and the three tips he gave to Bai Shaoping in Shencheng City, and he was amazed at his layout and planning at that time.

"I'm here, Brother Ming, tell me."

"Call Shang Yanzu and the whistleblower, and come to Tongzi'ao to gather."

Xilou asked suspiciously, "The Wanling Pavilion?"

"Don't worry, Ning will go to guard."

Xilou nodded and said, "Okay."

Then there was no sound from there, Xilou and Mingyue looked at each other, and walked towards Wanling Pavilion together.

Xiaoxiang Province, Pingzhou City, Tongziao.

Su Qing was leaning on a cane, standing under the thousand-year-old ginkgo tree.

A lot of people gathered around, counting them, there are 25 people in total.

If there are other villagers here, they will definitely be shocked, because these 25 are all prominent figures in the village, and the weakest are all eighth-dan.

In the middle, there are three Dharma-images without thoughts.

Su Qing stood in front of them and said loudly: "Everyone, the natural mustard seeds are closed, and the mindless people and more than 7000 compatriots have returned safely. The reason why everyone is called here today is because it is time to settle accounts."

As soon as these words came out, a cold light flashed in Su Qing's eyes, and the whole person's aura immediately became sharp.

The breath of the people around them also became surging.

"Xiao Ming will be in charge of commanding this operation."

After finishing speaking, Su Qing retreated behind the three Faxiang Wunian, which also showed Su Qing's attitude that she authorized Xiao Ming to command.

And everyone else knew that Xiao Ming was a disciple of Wen Sheng and a man without thoughts, and with the authorization from Ao Shou, no one dared to say anything.

Xiao Ming took a step forward, with a dignified expression, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, the tragedy of the Wanling Pavilion is vivid in my mind, the three countries Citi, Lulan and Fusang must pay the due price.

Especially Fusang, they are the instigators, new and old grudges must be counted together.

In addition to me, Qing, Japan and Aoshou, there were 21 people in total, in groups of seven, and each of the three groups went to a country.

Village head, you take a group to Fusang to recapture the latent spirit of the Umbrella Emperor, and Xinghui will accompany you. "

Gu Yuan smiled and nodded, with a modest attitude and did not speak.

Then Xiao Ming said again: "Yan Zu, you take a group, go to Lu Lan, take back the Martial Saint Qianling, and the shadow will accompany you."

Ye Huai's eyes were burning with anger, and he said angrily: "I wanted to kill those guys a long time ago! Burn them all to ashes!"

Finally Xiao Ming turned to the other side, "Mr. Cui, the group of Citigroup, I will thank you, help me to get back the latent spirit of my master, listen and follow me."

Cui Zhi sat on the ground, leaning against the tree, and said angrily, "Don't worry, I will teach those foreign devils a lesson, the latent spirit of the Wen Sheng, they are not worthy of use."

After making the arrangements, Xiao Ming looked around at the people around him, and said in a serious tone: "I will inform each group of the specific plans and details of each group's actions for this operation before departure. Ri will prepare the equipment and instruments you need during this time, and Qing will also send the information to everyone."

Su Qing raised her eyebrows slightly, and said with a light smile, "After seven days? I will choose a date."

Xiao Ming's eyes were firm, and he said resolutely: "If they dare to invade China, they shouldn't be allowed to celebrate Christmas! On Christmas Eve, they should not be safe! The code name of this operation is named after the Umbrella Emperor. Xiu Yu!"