"My mysterious eagle valley does not be the running dog of others, Long Qingfeng, you ghost door is unpopular, after a long time, someone will pack you, haha, hahaha." The eagle king lay on the ground and suddenly laughed.

"The stubbornness is not good." Long Qingfeng spit out four words, one palm shot on the eagle's forehead, suddenly stopped laughing.

Under the body of the eagle king, there are five or six cracks, which are the residual spiritual power that is transmitted to the ground and caused by the earthquake.

"The doorkeeper, found this in the cellar."

The figure of the poisonous widow appeared on the ruins, and the palm of the hand glimpsed at Long Qingfeng, and an invitation floated over.

The post was white and the middle of the page was printed with a golden medicine tripod. There were three words in the medicine Ding Zhengzhong.

Long Qingfeng took a look at the invitation and blinked his eyes in the eyes.

"There are a few things in the post, but this old thing doesn't seem to be handed over." The poisonous widow fell on the side of Long Qingfeng, watching the eagle king who had already suffocated and shook his head gently.

In this mainland dispute, Xuan Yinggu chose to stay out of the way and not join any party.

If today is the person who is Wang Wanggu, maybe this old man can save a life, but unfortunately, today is the heart of the hot Dragon Maple.

"This place, burn it." Long Qingfeng casually threw a beside the invitation, just falling on the eagle king.

The poisonous widow’s appearance shook his head gently. “It’s a pity that such a good view.”

The arms flicked one after another, and the one-and-a-half-tall jars flew out of the ring.

"Now let's go." The poisonous widow finished the fire according to the instructions of Long Qingfeng, and quickly followed Longqingfeng, who continued to travel.

Long Qingfeng’s footsteps seemed to be thinking in his mind. The thin lips under the cloak slowly spit out a few words, “King Wang Gu.”

......

In the hinterland of the Central Plains, Yao Wang.

It has been two months since the departure of Yu Yu and Bai Jin Yi. During this time, Bai Fu was busy all over the world.

The reconstruction of Baifu, the integration of various forces, the unannounced visits to collect the news of Longqingfeng, and the special reception to show the various forces.

In addition to those elders who are strategizing, everyone below is busy.

Of course, just relying on the white family can not play this game, the **** demon Ji helped the public to play a huge role at this moment.

The **** demon Ji is a killer mercenary group. The advantages of the underground organization are highlighted at this moment. Many of the things that Wang Yaogu inconvenienced have been handed over to the **** demon.

The temporary commander of the **** enchantress, Nangong Yingxue, also arranged everything in order. Even the elders sometimes had to sigh the talent of Nangong Shadow Snow.

In this more than a month, from Nangong Yingxue, to fat man, Shiqing, to the ordinary gangs below, each person rests on average less than two hours a day. Fortunately, Wang Yao is not short of medicinal herbs, otherwise it is iron man. I can’t help it.

In the room, Nangong Yingxue is viewing the map of the forces in the southwest under the lights.

Hey, the door was suddenly ringed, and the people outside had not waited for the sound of Nangong Shadow Snow, and they pushed directly into the door.

"Head, the latest information, found the trace of Long Qingfeng." Bai Yu stepped in from outside the door, while talking and handing out a letter of stationery.

Nangong Ying Xue Liu Mei sneaked a bit, and took a handful of papers in his hands.

I blinked the letter paper and suddenly frowned. "Is the message accurate?"