"Oh, you guys are here, how is Winsling's injury?"

Haita and Philip came very quickly because they did not step the steps step by step to the gate of Woodin Xiaoju on the top of the mountain as usual. Instead, they fell from the sky and landed directly into the house.

I think it was them. If someone else was a bold warrior, even the powerful man at the level of the air would be bombarded by the masters who voluntarily lived outside the gate of Wu Ding Xiaoju...

The two rushed into the backyard pond where Wu Ding often went, but they were rarely found. Then they saw a short figure holding a teacup and drinking something in the small hall of the house. Before they could speak, Wu Ding raised his head first and asked the above questions calmly.

After a moment of silence, Haita was not shocked by the fact that the master seemed to have known the details of the matter for a long time, but stared at Wu Ding's brown water that had not yet been drunk...is it the medicine juice?

He asked in a trembling voice, "Master, Master... are you sick?"

Naturally, no one will get sick when eating grains and grains. It shouldn’t be so panicked. But who is this? It is the number one master of the mainland who is a single sword that marries the world and protects the Bran Empire for more than a hundred years, and Wu Ding, the sword god!

He will also get sick? How can he be sick?

Compared to the panic of Haita and Philip and even a look of fear, Woodin seemed much calmer, covered his teacup and waved his hand casually: "I'm old. I forgot to close the window before going to bed last night. I suffered a little cool breeze. When I woke up in the morning, I felt a little uncomfortable in my body, so I grind some medicine to warm up... No big problem. Well, how is Winsling?"

Listening to this explanation, the big rock hanging in Haita's heart slowly fell to the ground and breathed a sigh of relief. At that moment just now, he even saw the fantasy of the huge Bran Empire collapsed in front of him. Philip, who was beside him, also relaxed his eyebrows when he heard this, but he did not feel relieved as Haita, but looked at the old man deeply and then quietly lowered his head.

After all, it's a family, and of course Philip knows more than the Sea Tower. The Sword God, who is invincible in the world, still hasn't surpassed time and is really old...

"The injury is very serious, but it is not life-threatening." Haita did not notice this detail. He asked as he followed the words: "Master, do you already know?"

"It's good that I haven't died. I think this lesson will be remembered for his life." Wu Ding nodded with a smile: "I just knew it. This morning, Fisher and his two men came to apologize... Haha, it seems that they haven't gone down the mountain for many years, and their reputation has been bad. I'm not the kind of person who doesn't know right or wrong. It's hard for them to stop their broken arms and blood, and come to play a bitter meat show for me."

The so-called Fisher and the other two were naturally the two empty-level old men who left Winsling alone in the Battle of Songhai City. They evacuated first, and naturally arrived at the capital earlier than Philip and others. Fortunately, they were so smart that they were very active. As soon as they came back, they didn't deal with their wounds, so they went straight to Wu Ding Xiaoju to apologize.

The meaning is very obvious. For your disciple, we are disabled and our arms are gone. Our strength level has also declined... It is definitely worthy of your Sword God. So, if Winsling has any problems, you have no reason to cause trouble for us again...

When Haita heard this, he subconsciously glanced at Philip beside him, with a strange look. From the moment the teleportation array ran out of the capital, this guy acted all over the street like a funeral, and even played it in Wangting Castle. Isn’t it the idea of ​​this bitter meat drama?

"Ahem..." Philip certainly understood the meaning of Haita's strange gaze. He coughed lightly, instantly staggered his eyes, looked around, as if he was in this room for the first time, and everything was fresh. He scolded Tang En in his heart and thought to himself, if it weren't for keeping your little brother, would I have like this...

Philip, who was pretending to behave, of course, knew that it was useless to expose it. Thinking of what Wu Ding said just now, he frowned: "Fisher, Wang Ting worships Fisher? Winsling is a fool! How can Wang Ting worships be transferred at will? And the two of them... By the way, who is there?"

"Uh, actually... not only these two people." After scratching his head, Philip instantly recovered from pretending to be dead. There was no way, he was one of the parties involved, so he could only explain this matter in detail. "Along with Wen Silin himself, a total of five empty-level strong men were visited this time. Two of them were family worshipped, and two were worshipped by Wang Ting. Although Fisher and the others were disabled, they also came back alive. The other two, tsk, should have died at the hands of Tang En."

"Five empty-level powerhouses!" exclaimed. Even Haita, who had always been calm, couldn't help but stare at the moment, and was speechless for a while. At this time, what he was thinking was no longer Winslin's nonsense, but shocked Tang En to how high his strength was, and he would not die like this?

Wu Ding looked no surprise. Perhaps because he had known this situation for a long time, he was no longer shocked now. He shook his head lightly and pondered: "There is no need to be so surprised. Xiao Tang's strength is already good. Coupled with his combat style, the five air-level strong men are actually not much different from one."

Haita reacted instantly and calmed his shock a little. Yes, Tang En was good at sneak attacks, and the close combat skills that could be called unparalleled in the world. Without head-on combat, the encirclement of five air-level powerful men against him was indeed not much different from a single fight...

Of course, saying this does not mean that Haita thinks that Tang En is nothing great, it is just relatively easy to accept. After all, no matter what method is used, it is enough to defeat one person, destroy two people, kill two people, and finally win the battle. This is a powerful record that is enough to shock the mainland!

At this time, Wu Ding shook his head and sighed: "However, his strength has indeed improved a bit terrifyingly! Even if he fought alone, he would beat an empty-level strongman in just a few minutes, which was really incredible! And..."

He paused, frowned slightly, remembered something, looked up at Philip, "You have a good relationship with Xiao Tang, have you ever known that he has studied magic. Hum, space magic?"

He responded blankly, "What, what?" Philip only knew that Tang En finally won the battle. He was not clear about the process. He just heard Wu Ding say that Tang En killed an empty-level strongman in just a few minutes. He was shocked and he could not match Tang En, who was quite funny in his impression, with the image of a peerless master...

He paused, came to his senses, and shook his head quickly, "No, it's impossible! Although his martial arts are a little different from ordinary people, it is definitely not magic."

Yue Ran nodded, "Oh. Then you'll be distorted..."

"Well?"

Looking at Philip and the others' blank expressions, Wu Ding sighed and explained: "When I was having a big fuss with him in the north before, I had noticed his strange body skills - not only fast, but also implicitly some secrets of space inside. It is not the kind used by the space magician, but another simpler and more suitable for the identity of a warrior. It seems to be the way to directly break the void with force."

It seemed that he knew what he was saying was a bit profound. Wu Ding raised his palm and a golden light appeared. Then he pinched his finger into a sword and drew it down in the void, "It's like this..." Hiss. It looked like the sound of cutting cloth, a dark deep crack appeared out of thin air on the track below his finger.

"I am using the power of Dou Qi to force the space. Xiao Tang is different. Although he also relies on his strength, he relies more on his understanding of space. He can transform into the void and wander freely... This makes me a little confused. He also feels that he is very distorted. He is not a space magician, how could he have such a deep understanding of space? And last time he saw him performing his body skills, he could only wander between the real world and other spaces. In just a few months, this time he could actually travel through space at will, teleporting around the sky and the ground... Why?"

Because the system skills are different, last time it was Yingniang, this time it was the other side of the shore...

Of course, no matter how Wu Ding learns about the heavens and the martial arts are, it is impossible to think of the existence of the killer system. And even he can't figure it out, Haita and Philip are naturally even more blind.

Wu Ding didn't expect to get an answer from them. After asking for a question in his heart, he shook his head and sighed to the sky: "I regret it... I did this wrong..."

"After that big fuss in the Northern Temple, I had the intention of killing him. But when I parted, he gave me a few breads and advised me to make a move... I took into account the Temple of Light and was worried that the situation would be a big deal after the exposure. I was also a little careless and thought that his strength was still low, so I listened to his advice. Now I think... the Temple is just a trivial matter. I didn't take action at that time. This is really an insignificant thing!"

Sighing faintly, the meaning of regret is obvious. But I have to say that this regret that can be admitted by the sword god Wu Ding personally is enough to shock Tang En's name!

Of course, Haita is not Tang En's friend, so naturally he will not feel any sense of honor. On the contrary, looking at Woody like this, his nose suddenly felt sore and he immediately said ruthlessly: "It's not too late to do it now, then Tang En must have not left the south yet, as long as..."

"Just what?" Wu Ding waved his hand and interrupted, "Don't say annoying words, forget how we caused trouble for the temple before? Even if we gave you an army, can you find him from this vast sea of ​​people?"

Haita stopped talking when he heard this. Yes, this is not a matter of strength at all. With Tang En's vivid disguise ability, if he doesn't show up on his own initiative, he will be useless to turn the Bran Empire upside down.

After waking up Haita, Woodin turned to look at Philip. The latter was shocked when he saw this and waved his hand in a hurry: "Uh, grandfather, what do you want to do? No... My relationship with Tang En is really average. Even if you tie me up and send it to the gallows, he will not show up to rescue him... Really, you have to believe me..."

"Shut up!" Wu Ding's eyes twitched, looking at his off-line grandson helplessly, and asked, "What do I ask you to bring to Xiao Tang? Since he hasn't come back with you, what will he always say?"

"Oh, this. You always say something. I can't help but be scared by your grandson..." As he patted his chest calmly, Philip became habitually humble again.

Wu Ding said calmly: "I am a little lonely living alone on this mountain recently. It seems that it is time to find a junior to serve me."

"Uh... I remembered that guy has something to bring to you grandfather." I knew that if I didn't withdraw in time, I would definitely be unlucky... No doubt, it would be better to kill him with one knife! After understanding this, Philip took out a scroll from his arms with a sensible hand. He held it with both hands and handed it over, "I brought your words. He said he was timid and dared not come. Then he asked me to hand this over to you, letting you consider whether you should go down the mountain to find him."

"Oh?" Wu Ding couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in surprise when he heard this, took the scroll and opened it. He glanced at him. His turbid eyes suddenly narrowed, his eyes filled with light, angry, funny, pondering and thinking... All kinds of complex expressions flashed by. Then he turned into a sigh, "I'm old, old, it seems that I'm really old..."

Philip knew the content of the scroll. When he saw his grandfather's reaction, he immediately scolded indignation: "It's that despicable guy who is too shameless! Grandfather, don't worry, if I see him next time, I will chop him up and feed him to the dog!"

"Master..." He called out, and Haita looked at the scroll for no reason. Woodin glanced at Philip in anger and threw it at the scroll, "Look, you should be very familiar with it."

Haita was indeed familiar, because he had just come from there. He just looked at the topographic map outlined with simple lines on the scroll and blurted out: "Is this... Wangting Castle?"

It is true that Wangting Castle is. Although it seems a bit simple, several landmark buildings are vividly displayed on paper. If you look closely at the place surrounded by these buildings, with big red X-character symbols painted. The Haita was even more stunned. This is the bedroom where the king rests and sleeps?

On the side, a line of small words read - "I am an assassin. I don't have the ability to destroy a country, but I can erase a king, Wu Laosansi!"

He was stunned for a moment and reacted in an instant. He screamed in surprise and Thunder was furious: "He is going to assassinate the king? He is threatening you... Damn it! What a courage, this is a fool!"

It’s no wonder that Haita is so angry, because Tang En is too bold and arrogant. This simple terrain map is easy to understand, it is the literal meaning for Wu Ding. Or, it is a threat - if you go north, I can’t stop you. All I can do is to sneak into the palace and castle to assassinate the king! One life is for one life, whether it’s okay to make a fortune, you can do it yourself...

Of course, from an objective perspective, Bran must not be able to make a fortune. Of course, it is not equal to the lives of a king who can affect a country's stability and a rebel leader - at least in the eyes of Haita and others, this is true.

"It's indeed a whimsical idea, but... it's proficient in disguise, knows teleportation, is good at assassination, and is extremely powerful. Wang Ting Gong is no match at all. That's it," Wu Ding spread his hands, his expression reveals a little bitterness, "Who can guarantee that he won't succeed?"

Haita was speechless, he was thinking, thinking about how likely Tang En's crazy behavior would have a chance of winning... For a moment, he was really speechless. Wangting Castle was very vigilant and had many masters, and there might not be no one here who was stronger than Tang En's strength. But assassinating Yidao didn't care much about these. Judging from Tang En's style and strength that he learned here, it was definitely not a problem for the other party to sneak into Wangting Castle. Once approached, the weak king had a high possibility of being killed instantly. In this way, even if he was killed, what could he do?

Of course, if the master Wu Ding is allowed to stay by the king, it is undoubtedly the safest. But when can the master hold on? Can he stay by the king forever? Besides, even if the master can do this, how can he go north to solve the problem of the gray-clothed army?

...

An assassin threatens a country!

This statement sounds too fantasy. If I heard it, Haita would have laughed it off. But now, my eyes are frozen in the small lines. Although I don’t want to admit it, Haita knows in my heart that this seemingly fantasy statement is indeed very likely to become a fact!

After a while, he spoke dryly, "This... crazy......"

"You should not be scared by madman, you are afraid that madman will have the ability to match mad thoughts." Wu Ding sighed, "I think it's a bad idea. If I had known this, I should have gone with Winsling this time. Unfortunately, I missed another excellent opportunity!"

"What should we do now?" Haita asked dullly.

"I have to try..." Wu Ding narrowed his old eyes. This legendary old man who has been guarding the Bran Empire all his life has made a decision that ordinary people can't get. When something happens, he made up his mind in a moment. He looked at Philip who was sitting beside him honestly, and waved his hand, "You go back first."

Philip was stunned: "Uh, grandfather, you..."

"Get out!" Wu Ding suddenly said with his tongue and shouted loudly. Philip shivered when he heard the sound. Under the huge power that covered the sky and the sun, he did not dare to say more. He bowed and left the door.

After a breath of breath, Wu Ding instantly restrained his momentum and looked at the Haita: "The Northern Wilderness is about to invade the border, and the problem of the gray-clothed army must be solved as soon as possible. For this reason, even if the empire is entangled by a demon from now on, it will be spared! In a few days, I will go down the mountain to move into Wangting Castle. What you have to do is to send all the masters of Wangting to the north and find the leader of the gray-clothed army. It is best to capture it alive, so that no matter what Tang En or more than 100,000 soldiers of the gray-clothed army, there is still room for relocation. But if things cannot be done... Hum?"

After a sudden pause, Wu Ding frowned and looked up, waved to the sky outside the door, and a phantom of a blue light bird was instantly pulled in front of him.

Magical letters, this is a trick used by magicians to short-distance messaging.

The phantom of the light bird was crushed, and the blue light was shattered and reconstituted in the air to form a paper-like letter. After scanning the content, the casual Woodin and Haita's eyes suddenly condensed. They looked up and looked at each other, and they couldn't help but smiled in shock.

"Ha... this is really... what you are afraid of is what you come from..."

After dozens of breaths, the faint blue light gradually faded, and the brief content on the letter became clearer - last night, the Northern Wilderness Tribe officially invaded the front line!
Chapter completed!