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Chapter 193 Dream Pillow Red Sleeve’s First Sword

[Host: Shen Suixin/Bad Handsome·Li Xingyun (fusion degree: 25%)]

[merit]: good

【Jingyuan】：33886

[Qi Yuan]: 41689 (+11968)

【Shen Yuan】：28568

[Realm]: Third level of martial arts - Refining Qi and becoming God

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"Speaking of which, based on my panel data, can it also be regarded as a mage number?"

"That's not right. It's more like the one before. After all, no mage's arm strength is so bad. If the Middle-earth sees this, I'm afraid the dual-wielding madman Gandalf will laugh to death!"

With this thought in mind, Shen Suixin took another look at the new data on the system properties panel, and couldn't help but reveal a ashamed smile on his face.

After five days and five nights of training, his various attributes increased wildly, and he was much stronger than before. Even the martial arts realm had taken a big step in the stage of refining Qi and becoming a god.

If I have to describe it in words, it is probably half a step to the level of peak perfection, which is almost the same as the heroic tyrant who was about to break through. It is only half a step away from the second level of martial arts, where the spirit is still empty and the prototype of the soul has been cultivated.

And Shen Suixin believed that he was not far away from this day.

It could take as little as one year, or as little as three years, and the state of a great master would be achieved.

And then, it was the moment when the mysterious man suspected to be Guangchengzi formally met him.

To be honest, if possible, he would really like to meet the big boss as soon as possible, and then successfully hug the other person's thick legs.

After all, if he could have this big boss backing him, many of his plans would go more smoothly.

For example, during the next trip to the imperial capital of Zhongzhou, at least there is no need to worry about being slapped to death by a passing master because of being too showy!

"Imperial Capital... Ha! I haven't contacted that guy for a long time. I don't know how he is now. Is he still the same sick man as before?"

Shen Suixin raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he thought of something interesting, and murmured a few words to himself.

"Consumption ghost? Ah Hao, do you still know such a person?"

Xiao Longnu was a little confused when she heard this title, but she could tell from Shen Suixin's tone that he had a good relationship with this so-called consumptive ghost. He should be his friend just like the man with the strange beard not long ago.

"Well, he is a very interesting guy, but his health is not very good. If a miracle doesn't happen, he will die of illness in about two years."

Shen Suixin said this, but there was no expression of regret or sadness on his face, instead there was a playful smile.

"Of course, if he is willing to call me boss, I wouldn't mind being the miracle!"

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Ten days later, the imperial capital of Zhongzhou, Chang'an City.

The sun was setting in the west, and the sunset was covered with the afterglow of the setting sun, dyeing half of the sky red. The clusters of clouds were burning like flames, looking particularly lonely and desolate.

Tianquan Mountain, Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower.

As the most famous Baidao gang at the foot of the emperor, the appearance of Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower is very eye-catching. From the foot of the mountain, there are wide and neat white stone steps extending all the way to the top of the mountain. On the top of the mountain, the most eye-catching thing is the fourth floor. A tower. Four tall buildings, with green, yellow, red and white as the main colors, are located in all directions, surrounding a seven-story tower in the middle. There is a spring under the tower, as clear as the eyes of a beautiful woman.

The colors of the fourth floor are different, and the responsibilities of the directors are also very different.

The "White Building" is responsible for intelligence collection and the safekeeping of important information; the "Red Building" is a place where military forces are gathered; the "Yellow Building" is where external banquets are held, guests are entertained, and banquet preparations are made; and the "Beauty" is where the owners of the building discuss and gather and issue orders. Place.

At this moment, in a certain warm pavilion in the brothel, a sickly young man with a thin body, wearing a thick fox fur, and coughing violently from time to time, was nesting in the room that belonged only to the owner of the Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building. Only on the throne can you sit.

The appearance of this sickly young man was unremarkable. He was neither handsome nor ugly. His complexion was pale and his breath was weak. He was no different from most people who had been tortured by illness for a long time.

Only one pair of eyes is particularly eye-catching, like cold stars, like will-o'-the-wisps, or like two clusters of dark fires buried deep under the iceberg, revealing loneliness and indifference.

A person with such eyes and sitting in the current position can only be the owner of Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building, Mengzhen Hongxiu's first knife, Su Mengzhen Su Gongzi.

Legend has it that the young master who commanded the heroes of the martial arts world in Zhongzhou was injured by a master of the Beimang barbarians when he was still in his infancy. As a result, he suffered from the disease since he was a child.

It was not until later that the old building owner Su Zhemu sent him to Xiaohanshan Red Sleeve Goddess to learn profound and gentle Buddhist inner skills and mental methods that he stabilized a little, and he lived a stumbling life until adulthood.

However, the good times did not last long. As he grew older, Su Mengzhen's health continued to deteriorate and became worse than before.

To this day, more than a dozen diseases have been found in his body, three or four of which can be called terminal illnesses, and five or six others, which are even more bizarre and have not been recorded in any medical classics. disease.

Such a bad body can no longer be described as simply sick and weak, it is completely riddled with holes.

In such a situation, any other warrior, even a grandmaster, would have to lie in bed and wait for death, with almost no possibility of treatment.

Lin Chen, the most powerful doctor in the Dayu court today and the master of Langya Pavilion, once said that Su Mengzhen was the second person he had ever seen who should have died long ago but did not die.

And he also refuses to listen to the doctor's advice, and spends his little energy every day to deal with all kinds of opponents who look like wolves and tigers... It is simply a miracle that he can survive to this day.

“Cough cough cough cough————!!!”

There was another violent cough. Su Mengzhen covered his mouth with a handkerchief and kept breathing. People couldn't help but wonder whether he would carve out his lungs.

After a long while, he seemed to feel better. He slumped down on the seat weakly, looked at the person in front of him and asked, "Is the news...accurate?"

"I am at least 80% sure that there will be no mistakes."

The person who spoke was a young and handsome man with a striking black mole on his forehead. His manners were gentle, elegant, and polite. His figure was tall and tall, and he looked very tall.

But it is said that the core class of Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building, apart from the building owner, has a total of nine people, who are called "Four Wus" and "Five Evil Gods" respectively, and this young man is one of the "Four Wus" and serves as the general manager of the White Building. Yang Wuxie, a "young and innocent man" who works as a police officer, is specifically responsible for intelligence.

After hearing Su Mengzhen's question, the expression on Yang Wuxie's face became much heavier. He held a stack of letter paper in his hand, which contained many recent changes in the world of Jiuzhou, as well as a piece of information he had just received.

"The Beimang royal court has summoned a multi-ethnic coalition. Starting from Manzhou, the first stop is Xiangyang City on the border of Qingzhou!"

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