The Most Outstanding Anchor Immortal Cultivation System

Chapter 312 The Stalking Woman

Wang Zheng touched it with his hand and took out a piece of animal skin.

He was also curious about what would be written in such a mysterious brocade bag.

Everyone leaned over and saw five lines of characters written on it.

Cheng Yewang.

Defeat is king.

King of Kings.

King is king.

But the fifth line is incomprehensible, and I don't know what language it is written in.

What do you mean?
A jingle, a tongue twister?

Return the king of kings, ham sausage?
Wang Zheng muttered to himself.

Others are also confused.

Yao Xixian's beautiful eyes flashed, and he said, "Sister Zhaojun, is this fifth line written in the secret language of your clan?"

Yan Zhaojun nodded, changed his carefree style, and said in a somewhat disappointed tone: "Yes, it is an ancient secret script, which only the high-ranking members of the royal family know."

"Can you tell us what it means?" Yao Xixian asked, "Of course, this is obviously written for you, so let's just say it's inconvenient."

Yan Zhaojun struggled for a while, and then said truthfully: "The meaning is not complicated, and I don't forget my heart."

Don't forget your heart?

Adhere to your original and most original intention?
A circle of people are scratching their heads.

The words are all simple words, and the words are all common words.

How do you combine them together so that they are covered in clouds and mist?

This brocade bag, if you don't open it out of curiosity, you will be in a fog when you open it up.

Everyone guessed for a while, but couldn't figure it out.

Only the clever Yao Xixian and Yun Xiaoying had rough guesses in their hearts, but they didn't say anything.

Although Wang Zheng was shocked by Yan Zhaojun's words and the magical seal of the brocade bag, he still had doubts in his heart.

A big princess of the spirit monster clan popped out of nowhere, said something mysterious and mysterious, and took out a mysterious brocade bag, could it explain the marriage?

If it were an ordinary person, he would have been happy to fly to the sky.

And Wang Zheng is not a young boy who has no experience in the world, and he will not believe everything he hears.

The rivers and lakes are dangerous, not to mention there are serious misunderstandings and conflicts with the spirit monsters, it is better to keep some sobriety.

"Hey, I said princess, what's your next plan?" Wang Zheng wanted to test it out first.

Yan Zhaojun replied in a natural tone: "Since I have waited for you, of course I will go with you."

Wang Zheng glanced at Yao Xixian, who understood what it meant.

Follow along, is it possible to take the opportunity to spy on the location of the treasure?

You Yiyi, Huajin and Huaxiu, as the orange-clothed disciples of the Tianzhao Sect, were not vases, and they understood the truth in an instant, but the surface was still the same.

"Follow me? I didn't promise you." Wang Zheng also answered in a natural tone.

Yan Zhaojun was stunned immediately, and his originally bright and cheerful expression became sad: "Wang Zheng, don't you believe in destiny?"

Fate?

Hehe, your performance is not bad enough, this level is almost enough to win an Oscar winner on this earth.

Wang Zheng sneered inwardly, but on the surface he was quite polite: "I'm sorry, I don't quite believe it, I only believe that two people are happy and that things will happen naturally."

"Emotions can be cultivated." Yan Zhaojun seemed unwilling to give up.

Unfortunately, in Wang Zheng's view, she just wanted to win sympathy and didn't want to give up the spying mission.

"I'm sorry, we're going to continue training, sorry." Wang Zheng got up, returned the brocade bag to the tall and strong beauty, and called the others to set off.

Yan Zhaojun sat blankly, his face full of bewilderment and loss.

The five sturdy female guards realized that something was wrong, and they all surrounded her, not understanding why they had such a happy conversation just now, but how it turned into this situation in a blink of an eye.

"Could it be that I was wrong? I foolishly hoped for so many years, is it a mistake?"

Yan Zhaojun looked at the brocade bag in his hand, crystal clear tears rolled down his face.

The five female guards immediately panicked: "Princess, what's wrong with you?"

"Princess, why are you crying?"

"Princess, did that Wang Zheng offend you? Let's go and chop him up!"

"Princess..."

Wang Zheng and others have already gone a long way.

Liu Xiyan couldn't help but said: "Husband, in our dark spirit clan, it is said that the eldest princess of the spirit demon clan is very simple and kind. Is it really okay for you to treat her like this?"

"Hehe, Xiyan! You know people, you know your face, you don't know your heart. Rumors may not be credible, and what you see may not be true." Wang Zheng replied lightly, "She just happened to appear here, just waiting for us, don't you think it's too coincidental?"

"But, maybe the high priest of their clan figured out that you are here!" Liu Xiyan said.

"Well, don't mind if I say something hurtful." Wang Zheng smiled, "If your clan and the high priests of their clan are really that powerful, wouldn't it be enough to just calculate the location of the treasure? Why do you have to go to war? , can’t find it even after mobilizing so many people?”

"This..." Liu Xiyan was speechless, speechless.

Yao Xixian patted her on the shoulder as a sign of comfort.

A group of seven people continued along the big river to find the valley that matched the map.

Lingshui small domain, a large tribe of spirit monsters.

An old man with white hair closed his eyes and meditated.

Suddenly, the old man opened his eyes, pinched his fingers a few times, and sighed: "Oh, poor gentleman, you still have to suffer some hardships after all."

After speaking, he closed his eyes again.

In another tent.

A majestic young man took out the vibrating bell, and a hoarse voice came out: "Second Young Master, what's going on?"

"I have made arrangements here. The head you want will definitely be given to you! It is what you promised, and I must do it!" The majestic young man shouted in a low voice.

"Hehe, Second Young Master, don't worry, everyone is in a cooperative relationship based on what they need. You have made great contributions to obtaining the treasure, so isn't the throne of the tribe absolutely guaranteed?" said a hoarse voice with a smile.

"I hope so!"

"Hehe, happy cooperation!"

The young man cut off the bell.

Looking at Yinling in silence for a long time, she suddenly clenched her fists: "Eldest sister, you have tolerated me and let me in since childhood, now, please tolerate me for the last time! Haha, hahahaha..."

In the secret realm, Wang Zheng led six beauties to walk along the big river and observe various valleys.

As night fell, there was still no harvest.

Just as he was about to set up camp by the river, he suddenly felt someone following him.

The seven looked up and found that it was Yan Zhaojun and five stalwart maids following up.

Yan Zhaojun looked expectant, while the five maids were all angry.

Wang Zheng didn't say anything, but shook his head, and said to Liu Xiyan, "Xiyan, do you people in Lingshui Xiaoyu like to stalk you?"

"Heh, Zhaojun and I are the proud daughters of heaven in our respective tribes, don't you think you are lucky and have a good face, and you blame us for being stalkers?" Liu Xiyan asked rhetorically.

"Twisted melons are not sweet." Wang Zheng replied, and started to pitch the tent, ignoring Yan Zhaojun.

A sturdy maid couldn't help it, and shouted: "Wang, don't go too far!"

Wang Zheng calmly set up the tent, and then said, "Excuse me, where did I go too far?"

"Our eldest princess is sincere to you, but you don't know what to do!" The maid shouted.

"Hehe, haha, it's fun!" Wang Zheng smiled, "What about the eldest princess? Do I, Wang Zheng, have to kneel and lick her, jump for joy, feel honored, and want to give her my body right away?"

"You..." The maid couldn't say no to Wang Zheng, and "chuckled" and pulled out a big axe.

If there is a disagreement, it will be done.

"Want to fight? I'll accompany you!" Wang Zheng rubbed his palm, but didn't even get out the fire halberd, his contempt was beyond words.

The maid's face was flushed with anger, and she was about to swing the ax when Yan Zhaojun suddenly stopped her: "Azhu, I'm coming!"

"Ah? Princess!"

"Princess, do you want to fight him personally?"

asked the maids in surprise.

Yan Zhaojun stared straight at Wang Zheng: "Do you dare to fight me? If you beat me, I will never pester you again!"

Wang Zheng was a little surprised: "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure!" Yan Zhaojun gritted his teeth and replied, "I want to pursue my own happiness, even if I only have one chance!"

Yao Xixian, Yun Xiaoying and others looked at each other in blank dismay, what a strong woman!
Wang Zheng rubbed the tip of his nose: "There are so many good men in the world, why should you..."

"I'll talk about it if I win!" Yan Zhaojun threw the axe, and took off his...outer shirt, revealing his strong and fit muscles.

Hey, if this were placed on the earth, it would be a proper women's bodybuilding champion!

"Accept the trick!" Yan Zhaojun was not polite, and rushed forward with a wave of his fist.

Seeing that the opponent was approaching ferociously, Wang Zheng thought for a moment and dodged flexibly.

If you hit head-on, the opponent's fists and arms would have been shattered into slag.

After all, the other party is a woman, and she is not an enemy, so there is no need to destroy her.

Yan Zhaojun rushed and hit, seemingly aggressive, but in fact there was no trick, all supported by strength and anger.

After a few rounds, Wang Zheng found a gap while dodging, and gently squeezed his left palm to wrap around Yan Zhaojun's fist.

His own right fist had been stored for a long time, and he swung out suddenly, hitting the opponent's door directly.

Although this punch was fast and fierce, with Yan Zhaojun's skill, he could still dodge it.

However, she closed her eyes, gave up resistance, and tears rolled down the corners of her eyes.

The fist stopped in front of the tip of her nose, and the strong wind of the fist blew her shawl hair up!

This punch will definitely smash her head into pieces!
"You lost." Wang Zheng said in a deep voice.

"I didn't!" Yan Zhaojun opened his eyes, his pupils were red and tears were overflowing, "You only win if you kill me!"

Wang Zheng was almost speechless, and whispered: "Are you sick?"

"I'm sick! Do you have medicine?" Yan Zhaojun gritted his teeth and asked.

"You..." Wang Zheng was completely speechless.

What about pure kindness?

A stalking, stalking look!

Yao Xixian, Yun Xiaoying and the others found it funny, sympathetic, and a little sad.

It is said that men chase women's interlayer mountain, and women chase men's interlayer yarn, and it seems that there are exceptions.

"Hmph, you can do whatever you like," Wang Zheng pushed the other party angrily, "but I don't guarantee your safety!"

Yan Zhaojun was pushed and staggered, and five sturdy maids hurried forward to support him.

"Princess, why are you bothering?"

"Princess, what's so good about him? He's not as good as those boys in our clan!"

"Yes, princess, don't wrong yourself..."

Yan Zhaojun gritted his teeth, looked at Wang Zheng's back unwillingly, and said to himself, "Don't forget your original intention, never forget your original intention."

As night fell, the seven of Wang Zheng went into a tent to rest.

Yan Zhaojun and his party set up a simple tent not far away to rest.

In the middle of the night, a large number of people quietly entered the canyon.

(End of this chapter)