Chapter 791: 791
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The sun sets and rises.
The early morning gathering alliance is shrouded in a delicate atmosphere, mixed with despair and madness before destruction.
Duan Qifeng, wearing a robe and carrying the long knife that accompanied him in the battle, looked at the brothers below and said, "Chang San, the traitor saved the hostages. Tell me what to do?"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
The sound of killing shook the sky. Everyone was a dead man, with an expression of returning to death on his face.
"Good!"
Duan Qifeng gave a big drink, and his pale face was covered with a faint blush because of excessive excitement: "the world is difficult. Everyone lives under the knife. They never thought of a good end, nor did they expect a good end. Now the retreat is lost. Brothers, pick up your weapons and kill with me. Kill one enough and kill two to make money!"
"Kill!"
Under the leadership of Duan Qifeng, all the members of the Juyi League drank up the last bowl of wine, then broke the vessel containing the wine, picked up their weapons and walked out with red eyes.
Time goes back half an hour ago.
At the foot of juyimeng mountain.
More than 100 red and black armours stand quietly on the earth. The smooth lines, cold bodies and slender and powerful limbs all show its strangeness and strength.
The elite disciples of the magic weapon sect looked at the armor around them and trembled with excitement.
The legend of Tianyan armour has been mentioned by our elders, but they just listen to it as a legend. How could they really see it in their lifetime.
Tianyanjia faintly sent out gentle waves, as if from the touch of his mother, soothing the uneasiness and tension in each disciple's heart, and seemed to say, "don't be afraid, I will fight with you."
The army is at the forefront.
Mingqi, old man sun and an elder surnamed Liu have a Tianyan armour around them. At the moment, they are looking at the direction of the mountain together.
"What's the matter, elder martial brother? It's imminent to attack the mountain. We have to wait for Zheng Feiyue. What can a little boy wait for?" old man Sun said discontentedly.
Mingqi was dissatisfied and said, "let you wait. There's so much nonsense!"
Old man sun straightened his pectoralis major muscles, as if to better meet the baptism of the mountain wind. He sneered: "if it's not for business, I have to teach you a lesson."
"Ha ha."
When they quarreled, old man Liu, who had not spoken, pointed to the direction of iron stone city and said, "Zheng Feiyue is coming with a man. What's that man carrying?"
Mingqi looked over and found that his immoral virtuous brother was riding his immoral horse, followed by an immoral man carrying an immoral thing.
"Brother, I'm coming, brother."
Zheng Feiyue patted the two eggs and accelerated to the Mingqi.
Chang Yuchun ate smoke and dust all the way behind Er Dan's ass, but he didn't care. Instead, he cherished the camera for fear of knocking against it.
After greeting Zheng Feiyue, Mingqi couldn't help looking at the camera carried by Chang Yuchun, frowned and said, "is this the instrument you prepared? Why is it so ugly?"
"It's not just ugly, it's an insult to the rival artist!"
Old man sun stood up and looked at the rough camera. He was uncomfortable. As an artist striving for perfection, it was really difficult for him to ascend the hall of elegance.
Zheng Feiyue said with a smile: "time is pressing. We can only do this. Make do with it first."
"What's the use of it?" Mingqi asked.
Zheng Feiyue said with a smile: "we can record what happened today, and then upload it to Xianwang completely for more people to see."
"This..."
The three old men looked at each other and didn't understand what Zheng Feiyue meant.
Just then, leader Mo arrived. In the greetings of all the disciples, he came to Zheng Feiyue and said with a smile, "are you ready?"
"Everything is ready."
"Let's start."
Zheng Feiyue nodded and shouted to Chang Yuchun, "start the machine, first aim the lens at the mountain, shoot the Juyi League on the mountain, and then turn the lens to me."
"I see!"
Chang Yuchun roared excitedly, pointed the "camera" at the mountain, began to turn the handle, and then rose to the sky to cover the Mountain Gate of Juyi league from top to bottom.
He is really a photographer. After less than a day of using the new machine, this guy figured out his high-altitude shooting skills. Not only that, he also learned the long-range zoom mirror.
The Mountain Gate in the lens gradually goes away, pulls back, pulls back, and finally stops on a face.
It was a smiling face, but it also made many people itch, of which the hatred of the six major doors was the most.
"Hi!"
Zheng Feiyue waved to the camera and said with a smile: "Hello, dear netizens. I'm the first battlefield reporter of Xianwang. If you want to talk about the recent events on the East Bank of Jimo sea, it is undoubtedly the gratitude and resentment between the magic weapon sect and the Ming Wang sect. But there are many netizens who only know it but don't know why. The gratitude and resentment between the two major gates should start with a batch of 3000 Jin xuanjing..."
Boom, boom.
After talking for more than ten minutes, Zheng Feiyue told xuanjing everything, emphasizing the arrogance and impoliteness of the Ming emperor.
Just then, Chang Yuchun suddenly made a gesture.
Zheng Feiyue closed his mouth.
Chang Yuchun opened the brass cover of the camera and began to beat up.
Although Mingqi didn't know what the two goods were doing, he couldn't help asking, "the instrument is broken? Do I need to repair it?"
Zheng Feiyue said with a smile, "there's no problem with the machine, but the mirror stone inside has turned out. We need to replace it with a batch of new ones so that we can continue shooting."
Speaking Kung Fu, Chang Yuchun has changed the mirror stone quickly.
In order to prevent "jamming", each time a batch of mirror stones are replaced, they must be rotated first.
So several senior executives of the magic weapon sect saw that Chang Yuchun held the instrument in one hand and pulled the handle behind the instrument's ass in the other hand, shaking it vigorously.
Under the action of force, Chang Yuchun swayed with him, his body shook back and forth, and his head turned round and round, faster and faster. People were surprised to see him jump, for fear that he would throw his head away carelessly.
"Good brother, good brother," Mingqi couldn't see it anymore and pulled Zheng Feiyue over. "Did your brother have epilepsy?"
Zheng Feiyue chuckled.
Chang Yuchun's action at the moment reminded him of his childhood. During the busy farming season, his family wanted to pull corn in the field. That's how he shook up the tractor.
Click, click, click.
Chang Yuchun made a one-way operation to ensure that there was no problem with the mirror stone. He made a gesture to Zheng Feiyue very professionally, indicating that he could start.
Zheng Feiyue nodded. When the camera opened, he still had a professional smile: "today, I followed the army of the magic weapon sect to the territory of the Juyi League to witness the demise of these outlaws with you. At the same time, I have the honor to invite leader mo of the magic weapon sect. Let him say something to you."
When the camera moves, leader Mo around Zheng Feiyue is also shrouded in it.
In the face of this unknown "lens", leader Mo was a little nervous. He waved his hand and showed a stiff smile after learning Zheng Feiyue's previous actions: "Hello, everyone, I'm the leader of the magic weapon sect, Mo Qinghai."
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The sun sets and rises.
The early morning gathering alliance is shrouded in a delicate atmosphere, mixed with despair and madness before destruction.
Duan Qifeng, wearing a robe and carrying the long knife that accompanied him in the battle, looked at the brothers below and said, "Chang San, the traitor saved the hostages. Tell me what to do?"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
The sound of killing shook the sky. Everyone was a dead man, with an expression of returning to death on his face.
"Good!"
Duan Qifeng gave a big drink, and his pale face was covered with a faint blush because of excessive excitement: "the world is difficult. Everyone lives under the knife. They never thought of a good end, nor did they expect a good end. Now the retreat is lost. Brothers, pick up your weapons and kill with me. Kill one enough and kill two to make money!"
"Kill!"
Under the leadership of Duan Qifeng, all the members of the Juyi League drank up the last bowl of wine, then broke the vessel containing the wine, picked up their weapons and walked out with red eyes.
Time goes back half an hour ago.
At the foot of juyimeng mountain.
More than 100 red and black armours stand quietly on the earth. The smooth lines, cold bodies and slender and powerful limbs all show its strangeness and strength.
The elite disciples of the magic weapon sect looked at the armor around them and trembled with excitement.
The legend of Tianyan armour has been mentioned by our elders, but they just listen to it as a legend. How could they really see it in their lifetime.
Tianyanjia faintly sent out gentle waves, as if from the touch of his mother, soothing the uneasiness and tension in each disciple's heart, and seemed to say, "don't be afraid, I will fight with you."
The army is at the forefront.
Mingqi, old man sun and an elder surnamed Liu have a Tianyan armour around them. At the moment, they are looking at the direction of the mountain together.
"What's the matter, elder martial brother? It's imminent to attack the mountain. We have to wait for Zheng Feiyue. What can a little boy wait for?" old man Sun said discontentedly.
Mingqi was dissatisfied and said, "let you wait. There's so much nonsense!"
Old man sun straightened his pectoralis major muscles, as if to better meet the baptism of the mountain wind. He sneered: "if it's not for business, I have to teach you a lesson."
"Ha ha."
When they quarreled, old man Liu, who had not spoken, pointed to the direction of iron stone city and said, "Zheng Feiyue is coming with a man. What's that man carrying?"
Mingqi looked over and found that his immoral virtuous brother was riding his immoral horse, followed by an immoral man carrying an immoral thing.
"Brother, I'm coming, brother."
Zheng Feiyue patted the two eggs and accelerated to the Mingqi.
Chang Yuchun ate smoke and dust all the way behind Er Dan's ass, but he didn't care. Instead, he cherished the camera for fear of knocking against it.
After greeting Zheng Feiyue, Mingqi couldn't help looking at the camera carried by Chang Yuchun, frowned and said, "is this the instrument you prepared? Why is it so ugly?"
"It's not just ugly, it's an insult to the rival artist!"
Old man sun stood up and looked at the rough camera. He was uncomfortable. As an artist striving for perfection, it was really difficult for him to ascend the hall of elegance.
Zheng Feiyue said with a smile: "time is pressing. We can only do this. Make do with it first."
"What's the use of it?" Mingqi asked.
Zheng Feiyue said with a smile: "we can record what happened today, and then upload it to Xianwang completely for more people to see."
"This..."
The three old men looked at each other and didn't understand what Zheng Feiyue meant.
Just then, leader Mo arrived. In the greetings of all the disciples, he came to Zheng Feiyue and said with a smile, "are you ready?"
"Everything is ready."
"Let's start."
Zheng Feiyue nodded and shouted to Chang Yuchun, "start the machine, first aim the lens at the mountain, shoot the Juyi League on the mountain, and then turn the lens to me."
"I see!"
Chang Yuchun roared excitedly, pointed the "camera" at the mountain, began to turn the handle, and then rose to the sky to cover the Mountain Gate of Juyi league from top to bottom.
He is really a photographer. After less than a day of using the new machine, this guy figured out his high-altitude shooting skills. Not only that, he also learned the long-range zoom mirror.
The Mountain Gate in the lens gradually goes away, pulls back, pulls back, and finally stops on a face.
It was a smiling face, but it also made many people itch, of which the hatred of the six major doors was the most.
"Hi!"
Zheng Feiyue waved to the camera and said with a smile: "Hello, dear netizens. I'm the first battlefield reporter of Xianwang. If you want to talk about the recent events on the East Bank of Jimo sea, it is undoubtedly the gratitude and resentment between the magic weapon sect and the Ming Wang sect. But there are many netizens who only know it but don't know why. The gratitude and resentment between the two major gates should start with a batch of 3000 Jin xuanjing..."
Boom, boom.
After talking for more than ten minutes, Zheng Feiyue told xuanjing everything, emphasizing the arrogance and impoliteness of the Ming emperor.
Just then, Chang Yuchun suddenly made a gesture.
Zheng Feiyue closed his mouth.
Chang Yuchun opened the brass cover of the camera and began to beat up.
Although Mingqi didn't know what the two goods were doing, he couldn't help asking, "the instrument is broken? Do I need to repair it?"
Zheng Feiyue said with a smile, "there's no problem with the machine, but the mirror stone inside has turned out. We need to replace it with a batch of new ones so that we can continue shooting."
Speaking Kung Fu, Chang Yuchun has changed the mirror stone quickly.
In order to prevent "jamming", each time a batch of mirror stones are replaced, they must be rotated first.
So several senior executives of the magic weapon sect saw that Chang Yuchun held the instrument in one hand and pulled the handle behind the instrument's ass in the other hand, shaking it vigorously.
Under the action of force, Chang Yuchun swayed with him, his body shook back and forth, and his head turned round and round, faster and faster. People were surprised to see him jump, for fear that he would throw his head away carelessly.
"Good brother, good brother," Mingqi couldn't see it anymore and pulled Zheng Feiyue over. "Did your brother have epilepsy?"
Zheng Feiyue chuckled.
Chang Yuchun's action at the moment reminded him of his childhood. During the busy farming season, his family wanted to pull corn in the field. That's how he shook up the tractor.
Click, click, click.
Chang Yuchun made a one-way operation to ensure that there was no problem with the mirror stone. He made a gesture to Zheng Feiyue very professionally, indicating that he could start.
Zheng Feiyue nodded. When the camera opened, he still had a professional smile: "today, I followed the army of the magic weapon sect to the territory of the Juyi League to witness the demise of these outlaws with you. At the same time, I have the honor to invite leader mo of the magic weapon sect. Let him say something to you."
When the camera moves, leader Mo around Zheng Feiyue is also shrouded in it.
In the face of this unknown "lens", leader Mo was a little nervous. He waved his hand and showed a stiff smile after learning Zheng Feiyue's previous actions: "Hello, everyone, I'm the leader of the magic weapon sect, Mo Qinghai."
The sun sets and rises.The early morning gathering alliance is shrouded in a delicate atmosphere, mixed with despair and madness before destruction.Duan Qifeng, wearing a robe and carrying the long knife that accompanied him in the battle, looked at the brothers below and said, "Chang San, the traitor saved the hostages. Tell me what to do?""Kill!""Kill!""Kill!"The sound of killing shook the sky. Everyone was a dead man, with an expression of returning to death on his face."Good!"Duan Qifeng gave a big drink, and his pale face was covered with a faint blush because of excessive excitement: "the world is difficult. Everyone lives under the knife. They never thought of a good end, nor did they expect a good end. Now the retreat is lost. Brothers, pick up your weapons and kill with me. Kill one enough and kill two to make money!""Kill!"Under the leadership of Duan Qifeng, all the members of the Juyi League drank up the last bowl of wine, then broke the vessel containing the wine, picked up their weapons and walked out with red eyes.Time goes back half an hour ago.At the foot of juyimeng mountain.More than 100 red and black armours stand quietly on the earth. The smooth lines, cold bodies and slender and powerful limbs all show its strangeness and strength.The elite disciples of the magic weapon sect looked at the armor around them and trembled with excitement.The legend of Tianyan armour has been mentioned by our elders, but they just listen to it as a legend. How could they really see it in their lifetime.Tianyanjia faintly sent out gentle waves, as if from the touch of his mother, soothing the uneasiness and tension in each disciple's heart, and seemed to say, "don't be afraid, I will fight with you."The army is at the forefront.Mingqi, old man sun and an elder surnamed Liu have a Tianyan armour around them. At the moment, they are looking at the direction of the mountain together."What's the matter, elder martial brother? It's imminent to attack the mountain. We have to wait for Zheng Feiyue. What can a little boy wait for?" old man Sun said discontentedly.Mingqi was dissatisfied and said, "let you wait. There's so much nonsense!"Old man sun straightened his pectoralis major muscles, as if to better meet the baptism of the mountain wind. He sneered: "if it's not for business, I have to teach you a lesson.""Ha ha."When they quarreled, old man Liu, who had not spoken, pointed to the direction of iron stone city and said, "Zheng Feiyue is coming with a man. What's that man carrying?"Mingqi looked over and found that his immoral virtuous brother was riding his immoral horse, followed by an immoral man carrying an immoral thing."Brother, I'm coming, brother."Zheng Feiyue patted the two eggs and accelerated to the Mingqi.Chang Yuchun ate smoke and dust all the way behind Er Dan's ass, but he didn't care. Instead, he cherished the camera for fear of knocking against it.After greeting Zheng Feiyue, Mingqi couldn't help looking at the camera carried by Chang Yuchun, frowned and said, "is this the instrument you prepared? Why is it so ugly?""It's not just ugly, it's an insult to the rival artist!"Old man sun stood up and looked at the rough camera. He was uncomfortable. As an artist striving for perfection, it was really difficult for him to ascend the hall of elegance.Zheng Feiyue said with a smile: "time is pressing. We can only do this. Make do with it first.""What's the use of it?" Mingqi asked.Zheng Feiyue said with a smile: "we can record what happened today, and then upload it to Xianwang completely for more people to see.""This..."The three old men looked at each other and didn't understand what Zheng Feiyue meant.Just then, leader Mo arrived. In the greetings of all the disciples, he came to Zheng Feiyue and said with a smile, "are you ready?""Everything is ready.""Let's start."Zheng Feiyue nodded and shouted to Chang Yuchun, "start the machine, first aim the lens at the mountain, shoot the Juyi League on the mountain, and then turn the lens to me.""I see!"Chang Yuchun roared excitedly, pointed the "camera" at the mountain, began to turn the handle, and then rose to the sky to cover the Mountain Gate of Juyi league from top to bottom.He is really a photographer. After less than a day of using the new machine, this guy figured out his high-altitude shooting skills. Not only that, he also learned the long-range zoom mirror.The Mountain Gate in the lens gradually goes away, pulls back, pulls back, and finally stops on a face.It was a smiling face, but it also made many people itch, of which the hatred of the six major doors was the most."Hi!"Zheng Feiyue waved to the camera and said with a smile: "Hello, dear netizens. I'm the first battlefield reporter of Xianwang. If you want to talk about the recent events on the East Bank of Jimo sea, it is undoubtedly the gratitude and resentment between the magic weapon sect and the Ming Wang sect. But there are many netizens who only know it but don't know why. The gratitude and resentment between the two major gates should start with a batch of 3000 Jin xuanjing..."Boom, boom.After talking for more than ten minutes, Zheng Feiyue told xuanjing everything, emphasizing the arrogance and impoliteness of the Ming emperor.Just then, Chang Yuchun suddenly made a gesture.Zheng Feiyue closed his mouth.Chang Yuchun opened the brass cover of the camera and began to beat up.Although Mingqi didn't know what the two goods were doing, he couldn't help asking, "the instrument is broken? Do I need to repair it?"Zheng Feiyue said with a smile, "there's no problem with the machine, but the mirror stone inside has turned out. We need to replace it with a batch of new ones so that we can continue shooting."Speaking Kung Fu, Chang Yuchun has changed the mirror stone quickly.In order to prevent "jamming", each time a batch of mirror stones are replaced, they must be rotated first.So several senior executives of the magic weapon sect saw that Chang Yuchun held the instrument in one hand and pulled the handle behind the instrument's ass in the other hand, shaking it vigorously.Under the action of force, Chang Yuchun swayed with him, his body shook back and forth, and his head turned round and round, faster and faster. People were surprised to see him jump, for fear that he would throw his head away carelessly."Good brother, good brother," Mingqi couldn't see it anymore and pulled Zheng Feiyue over. "Did your brother have epilepsy?"Zheng Feiyue chuckled.Chang Yuchun's action at the moment reminded him of his childhood. During the busy farming season, his family wanted to pull corn in the field. That's how he shook up the tractor.Click, click, click.Chang Yuchun made a one-way operation to ensure that there was no problem with the mirror stone. He made a gesture to Zheng Feiyue very professionally, indicating that he could start.Zheng Feiyue nodded. When the camera opened, he still had a professional smile: "today, I followed the army of the magic weapon sect to the territory of the Juyi League to witness the demise of these outlaws with you. At the same time, I have the honor to invite leader mo of the magic weapon sect. Let him say something to you."When the camera moves, leader Mo around Zheng Feiyue is also shrouded in it.In the face of this unknown "lens", leader Mo was a little nervous. He waved his hand and showed a stiff smile after learning Zheng Feiyue's previous actions: "Hello, everyone, I'm the leader of the magic weapon sect, Mo Qinghai."
