Wang Yue said to the name, "something happened to my family and I need to go back to Shuangcheng. I’m afraid I can’t go with you to treat the child. I’ll come back to you when I find my son. I’m sorry."
Wang Yuehua left Tianmen and hurried to Shuangcheng. No matter whether it is important to treat other children by himself, it depends on fate.
Name sighed with nai in his eyes.
Luoxian said to the name, "Why don’t you come to Tianmen and stay here for a few days? Jianchen is also closed in Tianmen, or I’ll let him come out and meet you. "
Name shook his head "can’t leave the old"
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Matsuoka and the middle-aged scribes were walking in the street when they saw a nine-year-old child who sold herself to bury his father.
Although the child’s eyes are bright, he is selling himself to bury his father, but his face is unyielding and has no groveling.
"Adult, you see that the children’s bones and muscles are not much different from those of Lian Cheng Zhi Huang." The middle-aged scribes told Matsuoka’s novel.
Matsuoka eyes shine and nods, "This is not bad."
When they were about to buy the child, they found a child with a long sword and a golden dress.
Zheng Jinyi’s child is Wang Yueer’s "Wang Zhi"
Wang Zhi is kind-hearted and will not ignore a child of his own age who sells himself to bury his father.
"Take this silver and bury your father." Wang Yue handed over 12 silvers.
The child saw that Wang Zhi’s face was not mocking and he really wanted to help himself. He took the silver and nodded, "Thank you. Since I sold myself to bury my father, you will be my master."
Wang Zhi shook his head and said, "I can’t take you with me, and I don’t want to be your master. Just live well and I’ll go."
Wang Zhi said and turned to go.
Matsuoka and the middle-aged scribes were shocked. The child who sold his life to bury his father was a martial arts wizard in ten thousand, so Wang Zhi was a rare martial arts wonder in a thousand years.
Wang Zhi’s martial arts talent is much stronger than Lian Zhi.
Middle-aged teachers of the law were horrified. "At an early age, who is the grandmaster dzogchen fighters? Which old monster taught such a genius brother? "
Matsuoka said, "This little guy will never be a mortal, and his achievements in the future are limitless. If this little guy can become an emperor in the future, you and I will not only save our lives, but also be prosperous and just around the corner. Let’s go with him."
Matsuoka decided that Wang Zhi must become a substitute for Lian Zhi. Middle-aged scribes are Yin and Yang teachers who can modify people’s memories. When Lian Zhi’s memory is integrated into Wang Zhi’s mind, Wang Zhi will definitely become a "real" Lian Zhi in middle-aged scribes’ teaching. Even the emperor can’t tell the difference between true and false.
They will not only bring Wang Zhi, the "emperor", back to Japan, but also let Wang Zhi inherit the throne of SHEN WOO. Then the two of them will appear from Longchen Wang Zhi and let Matsuoka and the middle-aged scribes burn up their ambitions.
Chapter 443 Death of Yin and Yang Division
"live"
Wang zhigang heard a big drink when he got out of town. Wang Zhi’s eyes lit up and his heart was dark. The other day, I was the one who picked on other bad guys. Now it’s so interesting that bad guys take the initiative to wander the streets.
Matsuoka and the middle-aged scribes stood in front of Wang Zhi, and Wang Zhi judged from their personal breath that the two men were obviously up to no good.
"Who are you two who dare to block the way of the young master? It’s really a death wish." Wang Zhi glared at the bad guys and shouted at them. He felt that yelling at them was very imposing.
Middle-aged scribes smiled and said, "It’s not easy to fix the truth at your young age."
Wang Zhi cold way "know I’m bad you still dare to appear in front of me? Since you are bad people, the young master will tidy up you today. "
Wang Zhi didn’t want to talk nonsense and directly pulled out a sword to attack Matsuoka and middle-aged scribes.
Matsuoka and the middle-aged scribes saw Wang Zhi’s swordsmanship glances. This is the swordsmanship of Wang Yue, the double duke. What’s wrong with this little Wang Yue?
Middle-aged scribes drink a "loose adults take this small". Although he is a master of Yin and Yang, he is proficient in spiritual occultism, but his martial arts are weak. To deal with the master dzogchen and Wang Zhi, he still has to loosen his hands.
Matsuoka stepped in front of the middle-aged scribes and his predecessor, Qi, suddenly broke out and blocked Wang Zhi’s attack.
"Although you are a little talented, you are only a master warrior. Do you really recognize your natural enemies?" Matsuoka sneered, "I tell you that talent doesn’t mean strength. Strength is king in this world."
Wang Zhixiao face with a shock "what? How can you be so strong? You are a heavenly warrior! "
Wang Zhi knew that he was in trouble this time, and he was not a genius or an opponent of Heaven’s realm fighters.
"escape!" Wang Zhi saw the defeat and wanted to escape, but Matsuoka won’t give him a chance.
Matsuoka’s finger snapped a finger and broke the sword in Wang Zhi’s hand, seriously injuring him. Matsuoka’s power with a single blow was millions of pounds, which was not something that Wang Zhi, a nine-year-old child, could compete with.
Wang Zhi fell to the ground and lost his ability to act. He said in his heart, "My parents are right. It seems that I am really in trouble this time."
Middle-aged teachers of the law smiled and said to Wang Zhi, "Little now knows that Lord Song is terrible, but don’t worry, we won’t kill you. We will send you a great wealth. Haha …"
Wang Zhi corners of the mouth with blood cold asked "who are you? Do you know who my father is? My dad is Wang Yue, and I’m a young master in Shuangcheng. You’d better let me go or my dad will not let you go. "
Wang Zhi is smart, but after all, he is a nine-year-old child. When he is in danger, he first thinks of nature or his father.
The middle-aged scribes said with a smile, "From the moment you used the five elements of fencing, we guessed that you were Wang Yueer, but don’t say that you are Wang Yueer. Even if you are the jade emperor, we can’t let you go."
Matsuoka eyes nodded with a smile "yo west Wang Yueer? It’s great that Wang Yue and us Japanese are enemies of life and death. We will turn his son into an emperor and let their fathers kill each other, which is a great good thing for us Japanese. "
I still want to kill Wang Zhi when I come to Songgang, but on second thought, anyway, middle-aged scribes can change people’s memory and turn Wang Zhi into "Lian Zhi".
They don’t care about Wang Zhi’s real identity.
Wang Zhi sneered with hatred in his eyes. "So you are Japanese people. Hum, my father will find you soon. None of you will live if you are dead."