Chapter 209 The leader of the Ministry of War, Xiao Junlin
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Li Yue Wu Sheng
Feng Liu moved slightly and slowly closed his eyes.
With a sound of "Bang -", Yang Ju's fist was wrapped in strong wind and hit Feng Liu's left chest hard.
Unexpectedly, Feng Liu didn't move at all after this punch.
On the contrary, Yang Ju was stunned for a moment, and the next second, he felt a sharp pain in his hand.
This punch hit Feng Liu as if hitting a steel plate.
Before Yang Ju had time to withdraw his fist, Feng Liu suddenly opened his eyes, and a strange chuckle appeared on the corner of his lips.
Suddenly, the breath all over his body surged.
The sound of "Boom--" actually ejected Yang Ju's entire body.
Before Yang Ju's body hit the ground, the three dragon kings hurriedly caught him.
The horror was palpable.
Feng Liu was also a little surprised.
After he became a master, he practiced the "Liangyi Infinite Heart Sutra" with Zhao Churan last night, and added Dugu Mingyu's medicine.
Is this body so much stronger than before?
It seems that Dugu Mingyu spent a lot of money on those medicines.
Yang Ju covered his chest, vomited out a mouthful of blood, and stared at Feng Liu with resentful eyes.
"Brothers! Let's go together!"
As soon as the words fell, the four dragon kings took action at the same time.
Four powerful auras came overwhelmingly.
Feng Liu raised his palms to welcome him.
The internal energy turned into air waves and roared out. However, against the four dragon kings at the same time, Feng Liu was obviously not his opponent.
He fought and retreated, avoiding the opponent's offensive, and shouted: "I didn't expect that the master of the Ministry of War would be afraid of a sneak attack by a little guy like me, so he sent the four dragon kings to search me?
"It seems that the Holy Dragon King is nothing more than that."
He is not a fool. These four dragon kings clearly know that Xiao Junlin wants to see him.
You dare to stop it.
There would be no ghosts without Xiao Junlin's secret instructions.
really.
As soon as Feng Liu finished speaking, there was a sound coming from the air behind him.
The voice was strong and powerful: "Let him in."
Hearing Xiao Junlin's voice, the four dragon kings immediately stopped their hands and clasped their fists respectfully.
"Comply!"
Yang Ju replied.
Even if he wanted to move Fengliu again, he could only give up at this moment and give way.
When Fengliu passed Yang Ju and the three Dragon Kings.
"Fengliu, I hope you can come out alive."
Yang Ju smiled coldly.
In his eyes, Feng Liu now was no different from a dead person.
Feng Liu went to the highest building of the Ministry of War where Xiao Junlin was located.
The surface is calm and calm, but the heart is mmp!
It seems that there is still a tough battle waiting for him.
Feng Liu calmly put his hand into his pocket and pressed the location notification on his phone to notify He Yun.
"With He Yun's efficiency, I'm afraid I have to delay for a while..."
The door is already open.
Feng Liu knew that the arrow was on the string and had to be fired, so he regained his calm expression.
Push the door to enter.
At this time, in the huge office.
A middle-aged man was sitting in front of the chessboard.
He was about forty years old, wearing a military uniform, but not wearing a helmet.
He sat proudly at the table, his posture as tall as a pine tree, exuding majesty and domineering power that was invincible to any man.
Although his appearance is not very outstanding, his eyes are as sharp as a falcon, domineering and powerful, which makes people feel terrified when they look at them.
This kind of aura is completely different from that of a villain like Yin Jing who counterattacks.
The only person who can be so domineering is the legendary Holy Dragon King Xiao Junlin, the leader of the Ministry of War.
However, the person who plays chess with Xiao Junlin has the same aura.
It was a woman, about 30 years old, but she was wearing a pure white, exquisite and elegant traditional Sang costume.
There is a crested ibis pattern embroidered with gold thread.
Three thousand black hairs are tied up with hairpins.
Her complexion was as fair as fine white porcelain.
Her facial features are majestic, especially her eyes, which are extremely beautiful, like a deep lake.
Although she was sitting quietly, the aura she exuded was the calmness, grace and nobility that came from her bones...
With a sound of "Bang -", Yang Ju's fist was wrapped in strong wind and hit Feng Liu's left chest hard.
Unexpectedly, Feng Liu didn't move at all after this punch.
On the contrary, Yang Ju was stunned for a moment, and the next second, he felt a sharp pain in his hand.
This punch hit Feng Liu as if hitting a steel plate.
Before Yang Ju had time to withdraw his fist, Feng Liu suddenly opened his eyes, and a strange chuckle appeared on the corner of his lips.
Suddenly, the breath all over his body surged.
The sound of "Boom--" actually ejected Yang Ju's entire body.
Before Yang Ju's body hit the ground, the three dragon kings hurriedly caught him.
The horror was palpable.
Feng Liu was also a little surprised.
After he became a master, he practiced the "Liangyi Infinite Heart Sutra" with Zhao Churan last night, and added Dugu Mingyu's medicine.
Is this body so much stronger than before?
It seems that Dugu Mingyu spent a lot of money on those medicines.
Yang Ju covered his chest, vomited out a mouthful of blood, and stared at Feng Liu with resentful eyes.
"Brothers! Let's go together!"
As soon as the words fell, the four dragon kings took action at the same time.
Four powerful auras came overwhelmingly.
Feng Liu raised his palms to welcome him.
The internal energy turned into air waves and roared out. However, against the four dragon kings at the same time, Feng Liu was obviously not his opponent.
He fought and retreated, avoiding the opponent's offensive, and shouted: "I didn't expect that the master of the Ministry of War would be afraid of a sneak attack by a little guy like me, so he sent the four dragon kings to search me?
"It seems that the Holy Dragon King is nothing more than that."
He is not a fool. These four dragon kings clearly know that Xiao Junlin wants to see him.
You dare to stop it.
There would be no ghosts without Xiao Junlin's secret instructions.
really.
As soon as Feng Liu finished speaking, there was a sound coming from the air behind him.
The voice was strong and powerful: "Let him in."
Hearing Xiao Junlin's voice, the four dragon kings immediately stopped their hands and clasped their fists respectfully.
"Comply!"
Yang Ju replied.
Even if he wanted to move Fengliu again, he could only give up at this moment and give way.
When Fengliu passed Yang Ju and the three Dragon Kings.
"Fengliu, I hope you can come out alive."
Yang Ju smiled coldly.
In his eyes, Feng Liu now was no different from a dead person.
Feng Liu went to the highest building of the Ministry of War where Xiao Junlin was located.
The surface is calm and calm, but the heart is mmp!
It seems that there is still a tough battle waiting for him.
Feng Liu calmly put his hand into his pocket and pressed the location notification on his phone to notify He Yun.
"With He Yun's efficiency, I'm afraid I have to delay for a while..."
The door is already open.
Feng Liu knew that the arrow was on the string and had to be fired, so he regained his calm expression.
Push the door to enter.
At this time, in the huge office.
A middle-aged man was sitting in front of the chessboard.
He was about forty years old, wearing a military uniform, but not wearing a helmet.
He sat proudly at the table, his posture as tall as a pine tree, exuding majesty and domineering power that was invincible to any man.
Although his appearance is not very outstanding, his eyes are as sharp as a falcon, domineering and powerful, which makes people feel terrified when they look at them.
This kind of aura is completely different from that of a villain like Yin Jing who counterattacks.
The only person who can be so domineering is the legendary Holy Dragon King Xiao Junlin, the leader of the Ministry of War.
However, the person who plays chess with Xiao Junlin has the same aura.
It was a woman, about 30 years old, but she was wearing a pure white, exquisite and elegant traditional Sang costume.
There is a crested ibis pattern embroidered with gold thread.
Three thousand black hairs are tied up with hairpins.
Her complexion was as fair as fine white porcelain.
Her facial features are majestic, especially her eyes, which are extremely beautiful, like a deep lake.
Although she was sitting quietly, the aura she exuded was the calmness, grace and nobility that came from her bones...
