MTL - Martial Arts Master-Chapter 673 Tianlei Mountain
... What is the reason for this ghost? Lou Cheng was stunned for a moment, and immediately cried and laughed, but in general he understood the meaning of the other party.
It’s a boon of the official art of the art... Sir Humphrey’s coffin board doesn’t know if it’s being held down...
Auman quietly looked at the building into a glance, and quickly added:
"But most countries have agreed to your visa. Except for the cattle country, only Gaul and the independent country refused."
"There is nothing wrong with it." Lou Cheng slowly nodded and sent the incident as a joke to Yan Yan.
Ghost's high-risk weapon!
As long as it can fly to Europe, no matter which country, the rest are afraid of getting in?
As for the small trench in the country of cattle and Europe, I can walk over the water!
This is a period of backwardness. Loucheng has invested in more and more rigorous practice. Every day, he will take time out to play with the trainers who have awakened the abilities of Lei and electromagnetic, so that they can simulate the fighting style of the Qing dynasty.
The next professional game will determine the "first in the world" this year!
On the day when Yan Yan flew to Brutal, Lou Cheng just wiped the sweat away from the driving range, and he saw that "Luo Hou" was standing outside with a navy blue.
"Taking a bath, cleaning up, I got it tonight." This beautiful woman who is a great-looking and beautiful woman said with a smile.
Is this the weekend? This is going to the north to go to Lake East to challenge the days of the Qing Dynasty? The building that is addicted to the practice of the building is a day in the mountains, and the world has been feeling for millennia.
"Okay." He converges and solemnly replies.
Washing away the body's stickyness with la la hot water, alleviating the mental exhaustion, he packed up his simple luggage and went to the restaurant for dinner. He didn't have to return home, and the clothes he placed in the club room were enough to rotate.
At half past six, Lou Cheng led Auman to the door and saw a Coster CMB.
As you go up, your eyes will sweep away, and the situation inside the car will cover his eyes:
"Dragon King" Chen Qichen sat in the first row of the window, leaning against the backrest, closing his eyes, like a god-like fake, no expression, no words.
His current assistant, Huang Zhenghong, dressed in an elite suit and suit, sat opposite, not too close, as if he could not withstand the natural pressure.
Lv Yan, a part-time coach, is in the penultimate row. If you look closely at the handsome face, you can see some wrinkles and oldness, and with white hair, let him fully show the charm of the old man.
He maintains a consistently serious expression and is whispering something to the assistant who is wearing a half-rimmed glasses and a lawyer.
Don't look at Lu Yan's unspoken look. I can pay attention to the Longhu Club's many years of building. It's very clear, how passionate the opponent can be after defeating a strong enemy, and even make some provocative moves, such as rushing to the enemy seat. Daxie celebrates.
This is not the immature performance that the other party will have when he was young. He has performed twice this year.
Ning Yu, who had changed her long skirt, and her apprentice Guo Jie were sitting in the middle, one talking about women to the topic, one not too concerned and even a little distracted, and their two assistants were scattered around. Do your own thing separately.
Lou Cheng bowed his tribute and randomly picked up a window seat to sit down. Auman and Guo Jie's assistant Wang Yuelu got together and whispered.
A few minutes later, Coster started, all the way out of the city, driving on the high speed, going north.
It is said that it is going north. In fact, Hudong is not too north. Not only is it not a foreign alliance, but it has not even crossed the Yangtze River. It is adjacent to Guangnan. It is only in accordance with the habits of Huacheng people.
Because of this, it is not a high-speed rail, but travels on its own.
The two drivers rotated and arrived at Tianlei Mountain where Shang Qingzong was in the middle of the night. After a few hours of rest at the scheduled hotel, Lou Cheng and others began to adapt to the tempering. Because of the war, they did not conduct group confrontation.
After a day of adjustment, they sat in Coster again at two o'clock in the afternoon and went up the winding road.
This road, nine songs and eighteen winding, pine forest Wanxi, dotted with thin snow, one side is a cliff, one side is a deep abyss, the terrain is sinister, the environment is quiet.
After Wansonggang, there are eight Shangzong disciples guarded in blue robes and carrying long swords. In ancient times, this place was called "Xie Jianya". Any visitor must leave weapons to continue to go up. .
This is not a big limitation for the warriors who are good at punching and kicking. It is only a polite question.
The eight disciples were separated and each played their own heads, welcoming the Dragon Tiger Club.
Ning Yu took the sight out of the window and turned over the newspaper that the assistant bought today. Half of it was a sigh and complained:
"Now the newspaper is getting worse and worse. In addition to advertising, or advertising, I think that year, such a showdown, it is really a full-page full-page topic, from the layout of the home side, the recent battles on both sides, their respective behaviors. To all kinds of lyrics, all kinds of chicken blood content, everything is good, now, hey, the topic is still there, but at first glance, it is not enough, and perfunctory."
"Now it is from the media age, many portals are lazy, there are not many things planned by themselves, mainly to reprint others, not to mention the newspaper?" Sitting in the back row of Ningzhen, holding a mobile phone, smiled and said.
As for online comments, most of them are Dragon Kings who are too conceited, too big and too arrogant.
At this time, it is the right thing to let the dragon really play the heat!
Other programs are too dangerous, too uncertain!
"In the past ten years, the change has been really big..." Ning sighed and said, "The Qing dynasty did not want the audience to apply for this, fearing that it would be a moth."
"That is to enhance and enhance the home court advantage." Lu Yan answered without surprise.
"Dragon King" Chen Qichen has been keeping his eyes closed since he got on the bus. He didn't have the slightest accident, like a mud-carved puppet, and Guo Jie took the time to finally study the video of several strong players in the Qing Dynasty, whether they have it or not. Opportunity to play.
Coster bypassed the Jiejian Cliff and passed the Wuxianzhuo to reach the parking lot outside the Zongshan Gate of Shangqing.
The Dragon and Tiger Club and the head of the team, led by Chen Qichen, sneaked down and let the reporters who can only watch here take photos and record.
After entering the Qing dynasty gate, Auman and other assistants stopped, and were told to pass the tea. Several nephews continued to go up, passed through the courtyard, stepped on the stone steps, and climbed to the top of the mountain.
It is named after the Thunder that has been hit all the year round. There is no snow, it is bare and there are only stones.
Just approaching, Lou Cheng felt that the ring on his hand was disturbed by the magnetic field, and there was a sign that he was ready to move.
霹雳天降,雷电磁!
This is not the point. The point is that there are nine large electric poles on the top of the mountain without foreign objects. A high-voltage power line is relayed from below.
Above the central high-voltage power line, standing in a white robe, the head of the high-crown, the face is clear, the angle of the clothes with the wind and the top of the mountain undulating and dancing, there is an inexhaustible sprinkling, it is the "Wu Sheng" Qian Donglou.
"Dragon King" Chen Qichen's eyes squinting open, looking at the past, touching the other side of sight.
There was a flash of light in the sky, it was like hitting an invisible tree, burning up from the air, with a faint flame, falling into the ground, turning into a small snake, only the scorch.
Regaining his gaze, Chen Qichen did not look at it any more. He took the lead and walked to the distance. There were several futons on the edge of the cliff, which was the guest team seat.
All of this has the simple and simple charm of the battles hundreds of years ago, which can be ruined by the thick electric poles and the high-voltage lines that divide the sky.
"This is to borrow high-voltage electricity..." Ning suddenly laughed.
Her eyebrows are a bit more serious.
After Lou Cheng and the opposite Peng Leyun bowed their hearts, they sat down on the knees and heard the coach Lu Yandao:
"Wu Sheng is going to be the first to play... Although let us frustrate him first, and then you will be greeted by the Dragon King, the chances of winning are greater, but I am afraid that he will be able to use the arrangement of today to be unpredictable. The power of the coming will be out of control, so you still have to take the lead."
"Exactly." Chen Qichen gently sighed.
There seems to be flaming flaming in his throat.
Lv Yan turned to look at Lou Cheng and suddenly asked:
"Do you have confidence?"
"Ah?" The building was a little unresponsive.
What is the problem?
Lv Yan stepped forward and looked straight into his eyes. He said:
"If you don't have confidence and feel fear, then I will go on my own!"
Lou Cheng immediately straightened his back and replied categorically:
"Have!"
PS: In the adjustment schedule, the number of words in this chapter is slightly less.
