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Chapter 394

Zhao Yin withdrew his gun, stared at the sign in Wang Lang's hand, then sighed slightly, turned around and gave Wang Lang a seat, "Above Fengtian Mountain, everything in the Purple Emperor Pavilion obeys the Black Dragon King's order."

Wang Lang collected the sign with satisfaction, got up, picked out a small lump from his waistband, crushed it and sprinkled it on some larger wounds.

Ignore Zhao Yin and go up the mountain alone.

After passing the mountainside, you will see everything clear.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful and the scenery is pleasant. Looking up at Fengtian Mountain, we have to sigh at the magnificent and beautiful scenery of the beautiful rivers and mountains.

There are many small pavilions on the top of the mountain, and the house is built against the mountain. There is a huge statue of a person in the center. You can't see your face clearly, and you can only see your hands facing the sky and kneeling there.

Responsible for heaven.

Not long after walking, there was a huge archway, tall and majestic, with the three characters of Fengtian School flying dragons and phoenixes dancing.

There were two people standing under the archway, wearing Fengtian Mountain clothes, guarding the gate there motionlessly.

Wang Lang walked straight over.

"Invitation." One person stretched out his hand.

Wang Lang took it in his pocket for a long time, and finally took out the invitation that had been kneaded into a lump, smoothed it with both hands and handed it on.

A middle-aged man with a wretched eyebrows received the invitation, looked at Wang Lang covered in blood, and frowned without saying a word.

At this moment, Zheliu brought a few women slowly. Zheliu Wang Lang nodded to each other. Zheliu reached out to hand over the invitation and then was released.

Wang Lang's invitation was still in the hands of that person.

"You can't read?" Wang Lang asked.

The man read the invitation again, "I don't care about it. We are here to entertain guests. Before we came, we both had a list of them, but your name was not on the list."

Wang Lang stretched his neck and saw a red booklet on the table with a name on it. He picked it up and flipped through a few pages. They all brought their own people, and there were many people coming from the world.

"Wait for a moment, I'll go find the head of the sect now." The man said.

Wang Lang took out his ears and said, "Okay, but I'm suddenly unhappy when I tell you the head."

The man gave another companion a look and then ran up the mountain.

Wang Lang read through the booklet again, only Wang Lang was not inside the seven dragon kings of the Dragon Gate. The rest were inside.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the man ran down just now, "Black Dragon King, please."

Wang Lang took out his ears, "Where is your leader?"

"The head of the sect is accompanying the distinguished guest and asks me to take the Black Dragon King up the mountain."

"Beautiful." Wang Lang smiled, "You don't need to lead the way, I'm familiar with the mountain." Wang Lang patted the man on the shoulder and went up the mountain alone.

After going up the mountain, walk straight to the middle hall.

Fengtian Palace.

There is a large tripod inside, full of incense ash, and there is a wooden stair in front of the wall opposite the door, which is filled with tablets of all the head elders and outstanding disciples of the Fengtian Sect from the first generation to the present.

Wang Lang lit three incense sticks and lit them first.

Then a little boy came out of the side hall and looked up at Wang Lang, "Sir, I'll take you to see the house."

Wang Lang nodded.

The little boy walked in front, Wang Lang followed behind, and finally took Wang Lang to a row of bungalows. The house was not big, and the beds inside were all wooden beds that were 60 cm wide.

There are signs at the door, which say who lives inside.

"Sir, have you found your name?" After taking Wang Lang through all the houses, the little boy asked.

Wang Lang shook his head.

"Then come with me here." The little boy took Wang Lang to another place.

It is a row of old houses of age.

The name was still written at the door. Wang Lang glanced at him and saw the names of Mr. Qifeng, Song Buwen, Ghost Hand, Dundi and others.

Finally, I found the house with the gantry at the door.

Wang Lang went in and found that there were only six beds inside, just like the previous one, all of which were 60 cm wide wooden beds.

"Sir, are you the Dragon King of Dragon Gate?" the little boy asked again.

Wang Lang took out his ears, then squatted in front of the little boy, touched the little boy's head, "Where are your heads?"

"The head of the sect entertains distinguished guests in the Invisible Hall." The little boy said 110 times.

"Thank you, you can go back first." Wang Lang touched the boy's head, and the boy retreated.

Wang Lang went out of the door and headed straight towards the Invisible Hall.

From a distance, I saw a house built on a separate hill. There were fat and thin standing at the door, both of them wearing small round sunglasses.

Seeing Wang Lang, the two of them winked at each other and came towards Wang Lang together.

“Ma Qianjun.

Wang Wanma.

Pay tribute to the Black Dragon King.”

The two of them saluted together.

Wang Lang ignored the two and walked straight towards the hall.

The two jumped up at the same time, finally blocking Wang Lang's way.

"The Black Dragon King, this is an important place in Fengtian Sect, and outsiders are not allowed to enter."

Wang Lang took out his ears, "Where do I have to go in?"

The two smiled at Wang Lang.

A dozen disciples of the Fengtian Sect suddenly came out from all directions, all with swords and swords.

Wang Lang slowly took out two guns from his armpit, and the muzzle was facing Ma Qianjun and Wang Wanma's forehead. "Get out!"

Both of them had changed their expressions, which was a bit unremitting to play cards.

"Two uncles, the master invites the Dragon King into the hall." A young man ran out of the hall.

Ma Qianjun and Wang Wanma breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. At a moment, the two of them had already noticed a strong murderous intent.

Wang Lang had no intention of moving.

Bang bang bang...

The arms suddenly staggered and gunfire came.

After more than a dozen gunshots rang out in one breath, Wang Lang retracted his gun, and the swords in his hands were all knocked away by more than a dozen disciples around him.

An old man slowly walked out of the Invisible Palace, looking like a gray long dress, with a bit like a Taoist robe, with a circle of gold thread on the cuffs, a golden collar, and the two words Fengtian on the back.

His hair was gray, and he had a sword hanging around his waist. He didn't look like a person in his seventies. Many people in his twenty years were not as energetic as this person when he walked.

"It's worthy of being the Black Dragon King. As soon as I came, I sent us a warning to Fengtian." The old man bowed his hands and fists.

Wang Lang took out his ears, walked straight towards the Invisible Hall, wiped the old man's shoulder and went in.

The old man was not angry, and let the disciples disperse, and then followed Wang Lang in.

There were still those people in the restaurant that day, and there was no stool prepared for Wang Lang. Wang Lang walked straight to the chair of the head of Fengtian Sect and sat up, slid his ears.

After sending Fengtian to the head of the army, Mei Bi smiled helplessly and told the young man next to him to bring another chair. He stood up first.

"Come to die early?" said a sarcastic smile.

Wang Lang blew his nails and didn't even have a bird to escape. "Mei Bi, you should know why I came here."

Mei Bi smiled slightly, "When every visitor's room was arranged, the news of the return of the Black Dragon King had not yet been heard, so I really didn't have a free space for the Black Dragon King to sleep. I hope the Dragon King will not blame him."

Wang Lang stared at his fingers, "I only have one thing to come here. Tonight, who will not dislike me and squeeze with me?"
Chapter completed!
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