Chapter 1191

The man's sword eyebrows and stars, temperament is Yushu Linfeng. The sharp eyebrow is like a slender sword, slightly rising, and the eyes are extremely sharp. A simple gaze can give people heavy pressure.

Long straight black hair is simply tied together, scattered in the back, quite a sense of elegance and flexibility, coupled with a handsome cold face is a bit more mysterious.

His waist is also wearing a black sword, emitting a faint light, I think he is also a master of swordsmanship.

Although the sword was returned to the scabbard, it was still impossible to completely separate the sword Qi in the scabbard. Invisible sword Qi was constantly revolving around the man in Xuanyi.

Xuanyi man doesn't seem to like talking, but under the gaze of other people, he can only say in a cold voice: "are you the king of Shura?"

Wind also repair is also a Leng, this is not knowingly asked?

Although the other party did not seem hostile, he was still nervous and said in a positive voice: "I am Feng Yixiu. You must be Marshal Luo Xingyun of central China?"

The man in Xuanyi seemed surprised and said in a deep voice, "you haven't seen me, have you?"? Why do you recognize me? "

Feng Yixiu said with a smile, "I've heard minister Zhong mention you, so I've always been impressed."

Luo Xingyun finally showed a smile on his cold face and said with a smile: "I didn't think you could come back. I'm really glad..."

"Huaxia is my hometown. Even if I go far away, I will never forget that I am a Chinese."

Luo Xingyun in the eyes of the emergence of a trace of appreciation: "it seems that minister Zhong did not wrong people, this year's talent is not rare, rare is that you do not forget the original heart of people."

"Marshal Luo flattered me The wind is also smiling and holding fist.

"Hello, hello We are here to do business, not to listen to your nagging. Can you consider our feelings? "

All of a sudden, a woman in blue armor frowned and wrinkled by Luo Xingyun's side. She looked at Luo Xingyun with a sad look, and her tone was quite dissatisfied.

"I said that marshal Luo always cherished words like gold. After so many words at one time today, can't you make do with it?" On one side, a man wearing dark green armor said with a smile.

"I said Ye Ming, why are you everywhere! Shut up Mu Qingyi gave each other a fierce glance.

"Good men don't fight with women..." Ye Ming also waved with a smile and didn't take it seriously.

"Cough Don't forget your identity. Can you be a little bit more stable? " A little older middle-aged man coughed slightly, and his face was a little ugly.

The seven Grand Marshals just a little bit restrained, and they all stood in front of Feng Yixiu.

"Wow This is thunder wheel. It's really beautiful Mu Qingyi was overjoyed when he saw the thunder wheel after the wind had cultivated himself at a close distance.

The other marshals also showed envious eyes when they saw the thunder wheel behind Feng Yixiu, which made Feng Yixiu feel embarrassed.

The seven marshals are usually very mysterious. If it wasn't for the emergency, they would not have been seen at all, let alone ordinary people. They might not have had the chance to see them in their whole life.

Therefore, they do not have this aura of faith, which is why they are so interested when they see the thunder halo after Fengyi self-cultivation.

"Marshal Mu is just as beautiful as usual..." Feng Yixiu scratched his head awkwardly, and the illusion of King Shura and the thunder wheel gradually began to dissipate.

"Marshal mu It seems that you are more talented. You can call me sister Qingyi later. What do you think? " Mu Qingyi smiles and pats Feng Yixiu's shoulder. His eyes are full of cunning.

"It doesn't seem very good..." Wind also repair some hesitant way.

"What's wrong with that? Do you think I'm too old, when your sister is too old?" Mu Qingyi's eyes gradually become sharp, put on the wind also Xiu shoulder, hands gradually become heavy.

Feng Yixiu's cold sweat came down, but he said, "sister Qingyi has just turned 18. I'm 19 years old this year. Isn't it good to call your sister..."

Mu Qingyi was also stunned when he heard Feng Yixiu's reply. Then he pinched his face and said with a smile: "if Luo Xingyun's mouth is half as sweet as you, it won't be single until now."

Luo Xingyun lengbu Ding said: "he is the successor designated by me. He is the person of the central China headquarters. Don't make a wrong idea."

Without waiting for mu Qingyi to refute, Ye Ming said with a smile: "this can't be said He didn't sign a contract to sell himself to you. Maybe one day he will come to East China and he won't be able to say it! "

"What Marshal Ye said is reasonable. I think I can fight for it."

One side of the long Heng seems to be directly ignored by the seven marshals, he was also full of question marks when he saw this scene.Originally, he was going to file a complaint with Marshal Ye to let Feng Yixiu take down the seeds of ten thousand poisons in his body, but this situation seems impossible.

Long Heng is the Vice Minister of the East China mountain Department. It can be said that he is a subordinate of Marshal Ye Ming. Although he has not met several times, he still knows him.

Now he only hopes that these big men don't find out his existence, or there will be no good fruit to eat

Just as long Heng was preparing to leave, a voice of despair came from him: "long Heng, if you see some marshals who are not polite, why are you running?"

The eyes of the seven marshals instantly hit long Heng, and the fierce spirit pressure only shows a trace, and almost makes him kneel to the ground.

This is the spiritual pressure from the seven super strong warriors of the war spirit emperor level. Long Heng only feels that there are countless sharp swords hanging on his back. The heavy spiritual pressure makes him breathless.

Long Heng slowly turned around. Although he had tried his best to put on a smiling face, he was more ugly than crying. He saluted respectfully: "Hello, marshals. I'm long Heng, Vice Minister of East China mountain Department."

After hearing about this man's surname of dragon, Luo Xingyun first asked, "are you from the family of four holy dragons?"

Long Heng heavily nodded and admitted his identity.

After hearing the speech, Mu Qingyi frowned coldly, took a look at Ye Ming and said faintly: "you don't know the rules of the seven headquarters? Why do you have four saints in your East China headquarters? "

Ye Ming pondered for a moment, but without explanation, he strode toward Longheng. He couldn't help but slap it and flew out. In a cold voice, he said in a cold voice, "from today on, there is no place for you in the headquarters of East China. Go!"

Long Heng was a heavy slap to the fan fly out of the distance of dozens of meters, the whole head melon seeds buzzing.

Originally thought that they would worry about their own identity, this will be their identity truthfully told, but did not expect to end up in such a field.

"May I ask why? Is it just for the son of the king of war spirit? " Long Heng felt the hot palm print on his face and said with indignation.

"You'd better pay attention to your words. The king of war spirit in your mouth is the king of a country. Behind him is the whole king of Shura and the dansha empire. Can you compare it with a dragon family?" Mu Qingqing also looked at Longheng with a cold face and said with a sneer: "don't say it's your Longheng. Even if it's your brother Longxiao who comes here in person, he doesn't dare to be presumptuous in front of us!"