Chapter 463： Waste work (2/2)

”Even if he does, he won't show up!” An Wang sneered: ”It's all his trouble!”

”Master, you are seriously injured and need to be carefully nursed.” Xu Ning whispered: ”Let's go back to the house first, we can't go to the government house.”

”... Yeah.” Wang An knew that if he went to the government house now, that would be his own humiliation.

Xiao Tieying had already been suffocating for a long time. He would never let go of this opportunity, and he would humiliate well. It is boring to go on his own now.

King An was struggling to sit up, adjust his breath, and his face changed suddenly.

He stared at Xu Ning: ”My martial arts ...?”

Xu Ning sighed and whispered, ”Master, you need to practice again.”

”Who is this guy ?!” An Wang gritted his teeth and asked slowly: ”Who disposes of my martial arts?”

”Geng Huarong.” Xu Ning said: ”The disciples of the previous generation in Ziyun Mountain are very good at the thunder palm and kill people like hemp.”

”Geng, Hua, Rong ...” Wang An chewed, word by word, and seemed to imprint the name on his mind, never forgetting it.

”My lord, my life is still there, just practice from the beginning.” Xu Ning said calmly.

An Wang said coldly: ”His Lord spoke lightly. I practice from the beginning. How long will it take to recover to the previous practice?”

”I want to be able to do it in three or five years, according to the power of the Lord?” Xu Ning said.

”Three years! Five years!” An Wang sneered, then coughed violently.

Xu Ning touched his back and sent a breath of interest, and said warmly: ”Why is the Lord Wang discouraged for five years, but in a blink of an eye, re-cultivation will make the foundation deeper and more conducive to the realm of the gods.”

”Five years, five years!” An Wang said coldly: ”Did Chu Li live another five years!”

Xu Ning calmly said, ”Master, you deserve it, let him stay alive for a while, and it's not too late to pack him.”

”No!” An Wang shook his head: ”I can't stand it for five years!”

Xu Ning looked at him calmly.

King An bit his teeth and said, ”Is there a way to restore martial arts in your temple?”

Xu Ning shook her head.

An Wangdao: ”None of the four denominations?”

Xu Ning sighed: ”Master, it's easy to save your life, but it's difficult to recover the martial arts. Today, I'm afraid that only the emperor and the **** of heaven in Da Leiyin Temple are masters. Wang wants to ask the emperor for help?”

”... No,” King An slowly said.

He knew that if he asked his father for help, it would be all over, and he would be a walking dead.

The father emperor never wanted to let himself inherit the throne, otherwise, he would not agree to the family affairs with the government.

But he also knows that the father does not interfere too much with him. As long as he does not kill his brother, he will only look at it, but once he asks his father for help, it means that he will withdraw from the battle for the throne.

He worked hard for so many years ~ ~ for the throne, he could not get the throne, and it was boring to live, not to mention the restoration of martial arts?

”So, you can only practice it yourself?” An Wang Shen said.

Xu Ning slowly nodded.

An Wang said, ”Okay! ... Go to Chuli!”

”Master Wang, it is estimated that the general manager has been hiding elsewhere.” Xu Ning said.

An Wang snorted: ”Look, I don't believe he can escape, maybe he's dead! ... If he doesn't die, kill him!”

He personally taught Geng Huarong's martial arts, and Chu Li couldn't escape the power of Geng Huarong's control. It was too powerful.

”Yes.” Xing Ning was ashamed.

The crowd began to struggle and began to spread around in search of Chu Li with their wounded body. (To be continued.) Vote for the previous chapter ← Chapter list → Bookmark the next chapte