Shang Yunfeng of the Great Honglu was very annoyed. Anyone who saw that he had made good plans and suddenly changed his mind on the spot, and everyone refused and applied oil to the soles of his feet would be the same as the Great Honglu.

However, even if he was one of the nine ministers and the important ministers of the court, he could not get angry at anyone. In the end, he could only swallow the fire back into his stomach, burning his lungs.

Because the person who took the lead in changing his mind was the Seventh Prince!

The tragic result of Qiu Yunfei and Wu Mingyang's battle scared the three relay candidates, and refused to fight together - just kidding, fighting with two human-shaped beasts that often crippled their bodies, defeat was a tragic death, and victory was a tragic victory. Not to mention that they could not participate in the Tianjiao National Battle, they might lose their strength after serious injury, which family would affect the strength of the entire family. Which family would be willing to do such a thankless thing? These days, no powerful man has the awareness of sacrificing his family for everyone.

Now the Tula people are like a bunch of thick clay pots, while Yao Changping and others are fine porcelains. As long as they are bumped into each other, they will suffer any loss no matter what the result is. To put it bluntly, it is not that you can't win, but that it is not cost-effective and too unprofitable.

Facing Shang Yunfeng's question, Guan Zhongjian of the Donghe Tianjiao Battle Team answered the most representative: "I can beat him, but I can't protect myself from being well-rounded. I'm afraid I can't participate in the next national war..."

The meaning of this is obvious. Even if he is willing, the family behind him, Tianyun Villa, the first martial arts family in Donghe, would never agree.

Since the leader of the Seventh Prince was the one who refused, and Wuyang Jun remained silent about this matter, Shang Yunfeng's face turned blue and could not cause trouble for Guan Zhongjian and Feng Shuangxi.

Fortunately, Cheng Feilong, who was not originally in the plan, unexpectedly stepped forward to fight, but finally did not embarrass the great Honglu, who was in charge of the "exchange" of martial arts between the two countries. Now he no longer cared about the original Wuyang Jun Yao Miao's request to prevent Tule people from being arrogant in Shengjing. It's enough to have someone to take over. Whether it's winning or losing, he can't control so much.

Mukler has an opponent, but there is also a Ha Tutu... Fortunately, there is no end to the sky, and a dark horse appears.

The information on Shang Yunfeng shows that this dark horse called "Luo Zifeng" is just a new warrior, but after watching the battle that day, the former official Yao Wuming recognized this son, saying that he was sure that this son was at least high or perfect. As for why this son hides his strength, this is a matter of the Mizi Camp. Shang Yunfeng doesn't care, he only cares about one thing - if this son takes action, can he win the land?

Nangong Changying, the only one who had fought with this dark horse, was summoned to the meeting and gave a decisive answer: "It must be!"

So Shang Yunfeng quickly sent someone to invite "Luo Zifeng" to come in, but the messenger came back empty-handedly and was in seclusion and recuperated.

So in the next few days, the Great Master had to use various excuses to avoid the Tula people who were constantly asking for a meeting to discuss the battle on the arena - he really couldn't stand the undisguised ridicule in the eyes of Tula people.

If the Wuyang Kingdom is bigger, there is no one who can find a challenger, it will be lost!

Shang Yunfeng was holding his breath, secretly looking for a replacement, while making people pay close attention to the Yunzhou Tianjiao Battle Team's resident.

The kung fu was not in vain. On the eve of the decisive battle on the arena, a news that excited him came - the dark horse was out of seclusion.

"Please!" Shang Yunfeng immediately sent an envoy to summon him.

This time it went smoothly, "Luo Zifeng" came, but the image that appeared in front of Shang Yunfeng surprised him for a moment.

A thick beard that had been shaved off, but a bronze mask was worn on his left cheek, covering half of his face. What's the point?

"Luo Jun..." Shang Yunfeng was a little unhappy, but came to visit but covered up his face. It was rude no matter how you say it.

Luo Xiao bowed calmly: "Your Highness forgives your sins, and your son Feng is helpless. This is the sequelae of the shadow of Feng."

"What?" Shang Yunfeng was a little confused by this jumping answer.

"Shangqing must also know that the Wind Shadow must practice where the wind is strong. The stronger the wind, the better, and the stronger the better. Is that true?"

"That's right." This is common sense for practicing the Shadow of Wind. Shang Yunfeng had entered the school back then, so of course he knew it.

"The strong wind is like a knife, the cold wind is like a sword. If you are in such an environment for a long time, over time, it will cause the 'wind numbness' on one side of the face. If you have nothing to do on weekdays, the symptoms will recur once you use the shadow of wind too much..."

Luo Xiao was serious and nonsense. Anyway, he was the only one in the world who practiced as the Shadow of Wind. What side effects did he have? You still let him talk nonsense? Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway. What? Do you believe it? Go and try it yourself!

Shang Yunfeng thrust like a toothache and said, "So your mask..."

Luo Xiao nodded, knocked on the bronze mask with his fingers, and made a clanging sound: "Yes, Chao used the overuse of the Wind Shadow during the war, so he had to cover it up with this to make Shangqing laugh."

Luo Xiao really wanted to cover up. This time he did not disguise at all, but appeared in his original form, only retaining Luo Zifeng's signature two-length horoscope. Because it is difficult to hide the burning eyes of high-level warriors from close range. Isn't the nameless old man the best example?

However, with the bronze mask like this, there is no need to worry that Shang Yunfeng will recognize him, because Shang Yunfeng has never seen the real Luo Zifeng. Luo Xiao, who has two beards, looks much more mature, at least not like a seventeen-year-old boy.

Well, Shang Yunfeng believes it, and now is not the time to worry about such trivial matters.

Shang Yunfeng touched his beard and tentatively said, "I guess Mr. Luo has also heard of the challenge of Tule people?"

Luo Xiao did not answer directly, but touched his bare chin and asked another jumping question: "Do you know why I shave?"

I'll tell you whether you're shaving! Is it time to discuss getting up early to wash? Shang Yunfeng's left eyebrows jumped and looked a little weird. If the servant saw it, he would know that the master was on the verge of storm.

Although Luo Xiao was not familiar with Shang Yunfeng, he knew that this was a bit exciting. He quickly asked and answered himself: "Turn the arrogant and severely damaged Yunzhou. He would have entered Beijing when he was shocked to learn about this matter. As a member of the Yunzhou War Group, humiliating Yunzhou was like insulting me. Zifeng made a vow to keep his beard and show his ambitions today, and never shave his shave until he avenged this shame!"

Hum? Shang Yunfeng heard the smell and his eyes lit up: "So, you plan to..."

Luo Xiao was full of confidence, showing Luo Zifeng's ostentatiousness and arrogance: "Today's shave, tomorrow will be the death of a person who will slap people!"

"Okay, hahaha!" Shang Yunfeng was really satisfied and didn't have to speak by himself. He knew the meaning of the string song. Luo Zifeng was good, but he still wanted to remind him, "We communicate with Tule people in martial arts. It's best not to hurt people's lives until we reach the end."

The Tule people have challenged them all the way to this point, and they have never killed anyone. Thinking of this, Luo Xiao nodded without any hesitation.

"What do you need, just say it." Shang Yunfeng also knew that the emperor was not bad at hungering soldiers, and there was no benefit. Why should people stand up? Of course, this "even if you say it" actually contains the meaning of "be careful". If Luo Zifeng was really speaking, he would not mind letting the other party know what the end of being too greedy is.

Luo Xiao smiled and stretched out his two fingers: "There are only two requirements below, one is that I want the secret book of the royal family "Dragon Heart Carving Pattern""

""Dragon Heart Charm"?" Shang Yunfeng was very surprised, "This is the secret of the practice of the Qinglong Warrior. You are only at the sixth level, why are you so anxious? There will be opportunities in the future."

"You don't have to worry about this, just ask if it's OK."

"Okay!" Shang Yunfeng agreed very happily. Although this mystery is a secret book of the royal family, it is not a secret that is not passed down. Not to mention that there are many people practicing in the royal family. Even if it is a famous family, as long as it is proposed to practice, and then pay a certain amount of resources, it can be practiced.

"Okay, the second one is to be convenient."

“What convenience?”

"After tomorrow the arena battle, let me leave Baoxiang Mountain and go to Panlongling."

"Panlongling? Fenglong Cave?"

Luo Xiao nodded. The court stipulated that before the end of the Korean War, all members of the war group were not allowed to leave their district, otherwise they would be deemed to have waived their qualifications. Luo Xiao is now very short of time and does not want to waste it in Baoxiang Mountain.

"Okay, I agree. I will tell you." Shang Yunfeng made a decisive decision. This is to strengthen his strength and deal with the next national war. It is both reasonable and necessary to support it, and it is worth making an exception.

Luo Xiao already felt imminent and didn't want to waste his time. He knew that once he stepped onto the ring, it would increase the risk of exposure, but some things must be done.

The disaster was caused together, so there was no reason for Cheng Feilong to bear it alone. Let the Tule people's hatred eyes and the cold eyes of the Miziying be on themselves. During the Tianjiao National War, they would never dare to do anything too outrageous. After the Tianjiao National War, the shadow of the wind was achieved. By then, he had already squeezed into Tianjiao and fish leaped on the dragon gate.
Chapter completed!