Chapter 1788: Contestants of Jihad (1/2)
The next day.
Jun Chang smiled as he walked out of the inner courtyard, suddenly stunned by the prospect, because the martial arts are martial arts, and they are all good martial arts!
They are dressed in different costumes and are clearly not members of the Xinghai League.
Among them is the Chen family!
However, the owner of the Chen family who stood in the crowd was a little frightened at this moment.
He heard about yesterday's events. If he was present, he would definitely unload the housekeeper who humiliated the Gu's son!
no doubt.
Gu Tianxing's weight in crossing the heavens is very large.
Of course, people are not small-belly chickens. In fact, just yesterday, you did n’t have to chop the steward with a sword, but you wo n’t be held accountable with a polite apology.
”what's the situation?”
Jun Chang laughed and stopped a passing man, the latter said: ”The major forces came to see the lord.”
”It is indeed the existence of a master who is comparable to the realm.
Just as the dog was muttering, Gu Tianxing took his son out of the hall with a smile and arched with a smile: ”Gu's return this time is nothing more than visiting relatives and friends, so why bother trying to come and go.”
”...”
Jun often laughs silently.
Bring your son with you, I'm afraid it's clear that you want to accept gifts!
Sure enough, many big brothers in the family found Gu Zhaoxi, and combined with yesterday's hearings, they quickly determined that this should be the beloved son of the Confederate Master, so they praised in words and then gave a `` poor profit ''.
Weaponry.
Extreme treasure medicine.
Spirit stone crystal nucleus.
The mess of resources hit Gu Zhaoxi with a brain.
This can make Jun Chang laugh enviously, and said secretly: ”There is a great dad, it really is different!”
”I will have a son in the future.”
”Take him to a familiar plane and walk around, and you can get rich by just receiving the ceremony.”
System said: ”With the host's face, it is really possible to do such shameless things, of course, it is nothing more than fantasy, because a **** has a son, it is ridiculous.”
...
The major forces visited and gave Gu Zhaoxi many gifts, and he must have turned them all in.
In fact, Gu Tianxing laid a good foundation for him since he was a child. Many natural treasures have no effect. As for the equipment, the older the age, the stronger the strength, you can go to Tianwei secret realm.
”Brother.”
Gu Zhaoxi said: ”Go out and turn around?”
”go.”
The two left in company.
Xinghai League is located in the Xinghai Mountains, and there is a Xinghai City nearby. No matter the size or number of people, it can be ranked in the sky.
Jun Chang enters with Gu Zhaoxi with a smile, watching the crowded scene, and can't help feeling: ”When will I have such a lively city in the ancient world?”
The development of Wangujie during this period was also not bad. The cities have been built one after another, and all ethnic groups have been friendly. The only drawback is that the overall strength is too weak to compare with this permanent city.
of course.
Time is running out.
Relying on the strong world attributes, the overall strength will come up sooner or later.
What's more, Jun Changxiao is still developing regardless of cost and investing without cost.
...
Because the Xinghai League headquarters is outside Xinghai City, the warriors in the city are more humble and courteous, look civilized, and look less messy.
Dog left and dog baby stroll around the main street for hours, then came to a restaurant and ordered a variety of delicious food and wine to taste.
”Someone is fighting in Yantai!”
Suddenly, a loud shout came from the street.
”brush!”
For a moment, there was no one in the bustling street, and obviously all went to watch the bustling.
Jun Chang laughed silently: ”Have they ever seen a fight?”
”Brother, go and see?”
”go.”
The two walked along the same direction as everyone, and soon saw a boxy platform at the relatively spacious end of the street on which two young people in their early twenties stood.
A backsword.
A knife.