Chapter 1113
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"Eh? Collapse in an instant?"
Murong Sheng touched his chin: "what's the situation? Is it God's will or man-made on purpose?"
She is not a person in the Jianghu, and she doesn't know what level of internal power people in the Jianghu can reach. But according to what she is experiencing now, it is impossible for murongsheng to destroy a house.
Can you rely on your internal power?
Shangguan Huang glanced at Murong Sheng, and there was something in his eyes. Why do you look so silly: "do you think people in the Jianghu can do whatever they want? Turn their hands over the clouds and cover their hands for the rain?"
Intentional?
How is that possible.
"This place used to be as high as a two-story attic. If it was intentional, how could it raze both attics in an instant?"
At least in shangguanhuang's eyes, it is impossible for anyone to do it.
Murongsheng listened to what shangguanhuang said and nodded a little clearly. If you think it's impossible, isn't it a natural disaster?
"Is it a natural disaster or an earthquake that directly collapsed the attic to be built soon?"
Facing Murong Sheng's wonderful ideas, Shangguan Huang didn't know what to say. Fortunately, it was not the first time that murongsheng knew that the melon seeds in murongsheng's small head were thinking about some strange things. He patiently explained: "I heard that there was a loud voice at that time. The whole Baqi Zun was disturbed. The attic collapsed in an instant. None of the disciples in charge of repair came out alive."
"Loud noise? Even baqizun so far has been disturbed?"
The more Murong Sheng listens to it, the more strange it becomes. Listening to this description, why is it so like a gun on the battlefield?
But it's not right to think about it. It's unlikely that it's that thing.
Because it is still several years before there is gunpowder in Dazhou, how can the collapse of the attic be related to the front of ammunition?
After thinking about it, Murong Sheng thought it impossible.
But he couldn't understand it. Murong Sheng seemed to have caught something in his heart, but it flashed and disappeared.
Murong Sheng left his mouth. Anyway, baqizun's business has nothing to do with her. What does she want to do so much?
She looked at the fish she had just inserted on the ground and immediately saw that the fish had been almost roasted by the campfire.
"Wow! I can eat!"
He immediately forgot what shangguanhuang had just said, smiled and pulled out the stick inserted on the ground, looking at the roasted fish on it. It emits a golden color, and bursts of roasted fish smell directly into Murong Sheng's nose.
Murongsheng couldn't help but close his eyes and leaned over the grilled fish to take a hard breath.
Then he opened his eyes and stretched out his hand to tear down the fish and fill it into his stomach. The fish had not been torn off, but his fingers were scalded by the fish. He almost couldn't hold it firmly in his hand. He threw the stick out at once.
"Hiss... Hiss... It's burning me..."
Murong Sheng's fingers were badly scalded and blew directly, but there was no effect at all. After thinking about it, two fingers pinched towards shangguanhuang's earlobe.
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"Eh? Collapse in an instant?"
Murong Sheng touched his chin: "what's the situation? Is it God's will or man-made on purpose?"
She is not a person in the Jianghu, and she doesn't know what level of internal power people in the Jianghu can reach. But according to what she is experiencing now, it is impossible for murongsheng to destroy a house.
Can you rely on your internal power?
Shangguan Huang glanced at Murong Sheng, and there was something in his eyes. Why do you look so silly: "do you think people in the Jianghu can do whatever they want? Turn their hands over the clouds and cover their hands for the rain?"
Intentional?
How is that possible.
"This place used to be as high as a two-story attic. If it was intentional, how could it raze both attics in an instant?"
At least in shangguanhuang's eyes, it is impossible for anyone to do it.
Murongsheng listened to what shangguanhuang said and nodded a little clearly. If you think it's impossible, isn't it a natural disaster?
"Is it a natural disaster or an earthquake that directly collapsed the attic to be built soon?"
Facing Murong Sheng's wonderful ideas, Shangguan Huang didn't know what to say. Fortunately, it was not the first time that murongsheng knew that the melon seeds in murongsheng's small head were thinking about some strange things. He patiently explained: "I heard that there was a loud voice at that time. The whole Baqi Zun was disturbed. The attic collapsed in an instant. None of the disciples in charge of repair came out alive."
"Loud noise? Even baqizun so far has been disturbed?"
The more Murong Sheng listens to it, the more strange it becomes. Listening to this description, why is it so like a gun on the battlefield?
But it's not right to think about it. It's unlikely that it's that thing.
Because it is still several years before there is gunpowder in Dazhou, how can the collapse of the attic be related to the front of ammunition?
After thinking about it, Murong Sheng thought it impossible.
But he couldn't understand it. Murong Sheng seemed to have caught something in his heart, but it flashed and disappeared.
Murong Sheng left his mouth. Anyway, baqizun's business has nothing to do with her. What does she want to do so much?
She looked at the fish she had just inserted on the ground and immediately saw that the fish had been almost roasted by the campfire.
"Wow! I can eat!"
He immediately forgot what shangguanhuang had just said, smiled and pulled out the stick inserted on the ground, looking at the roasted fish on it. It emits a golden color, and bursts of roasted fish smell directly into Murong Sheng's nose.
Murongsheng couldn't help but close his eyes and leaned over the grilled fish to take a hard breath.
Then he opened his eyes and stretched out his hand to tear down the fish and fill it into his stomach. The fish had not been torn off, but his fingers were scalded by the fish. He almost couldn't hold it firmly in his hand. He threw the stick out at once.
"Hiss... Hiss... It's burning me..."
Murong Sheng's fingers were badly scalded and blew directly, but there was no effect at all. After thinking about it, two fingers pinched towards shangguanhuang's earlobe.
"Eh? Collapse in an instant?"Murong Sheng touched his chin: "what's the situation? Is it God's will or man-made on purpose?"She is not a person in the Jianghu, and she doesn't know what level of internal power people in the Jianghu can reach. But according to what she is experiencing now, it is impossible for murongsheng to destroy a house.Can you rely on your internal power?Shangguan Huang glanced at Murong Sheng, and there was something in his eyes. Why do you look so silly: "do you think people in the Jianghu can do whatever they want? Turn their hands over the clouds and cover their hands for the rain?"Intentional?How is that possible."This place used to be as high as a two-story attic. If it was intentional, how could it raze both attics in an instant?"At least in shangguanhuang's eyes, it is impossible for anyone to do it.Murongsheng listened to what shangguanhuang said and nodded a little clearly. If you think it's impossible, isn't it a natural disaster?"Is it a natural disaster or an earthquake that directly collapsed the attic to be built soon?"Facing Murong Sheng's wonderful ideas, Shangguan Huang didn't know what to say. Fortunately, it was not the first time that murongsheng knew that the melon seeds in murongsheng's small head were thinking about some strange things. He patiently explained: "I heard that there was a loud voice at that time. The whole Baqi Zun was disturbed. The attic collapsed in an instant. None of the disciples in charge of repair came out alive.""Loud noise? Even baqizun so far has been disturbed?"The more Murong Sheng listens to it, the more strange it becomes. Listening to this description, why is it so like a gun on the battlefield?But it's not right to think about it. It's unlikely that it's that thing.Because it is still several years before there is gunpowder in Dazhou, how can the collapse of the attic be related to the front of ammunition?After thinking about it, Murong Sheng thought it impossible.But he couldn't understand it. Murong Sheng seemed to have caught something in his heart, but it flashed and disappeared.Murong Sheng left his mouth. Anyway, baqizun's business has nothing to do with her. What does she want to do so much?She looked at the fish she had just inserted on the ground and immediately saw that the fish had been almost roasted by the campfire."Wow! I can eat!"He immediately forgot what shangguanhuang had just said, smiled and pulled out the stick inserted on the ground, looking at the roasted fish on it. It emits a golden color, and bursts of roasted fish smell directly into Murong Sheng's nose.Murongsheng couldn't help but close his eyes and leaned over the grilled fish to take a hard breath.Then he opened his eyes and stretched out his hand to tear down the fish and fill it into his stomach. The fish had not been torn off, but his fingers were scalded by the fish. He almost couldn't hold it firmly in his hand. He threw the stick out at once."Hiss... Hiss... It's burning me..."Murong Sheng's fingers were badly scalded and blew directly, but there was no effect at all. After thinking about it, two fingers pinched towards shangguanhuang's earlobe.
