Chapter 814
Behind Zhao Yu, a dark vehicle with no sound, like a ghost shadow, pulled into a grove.
Zhao Yu glanced at it and knew that it was the person who was decorated by Luoshenyuan.
It can be regarded as some ability.
Zhao Yu is decorated with these people because Zhao Yu is no longer a mortal. Can grasp the breath, a thousand miles of soul. And Luoshen Garden is decorated with special workers. In the huge Luoyang City, they are scattered all over the informer, and those foreigners, once caught their attention, will never escape the tracking.
However, Zhao Yu is still a little curious. Since there are sellers in the country involved, I can't think of this. And foreigners are impossible to think of.
Or... Zhao Yu glanced at the grove again, and saw a dark shadow cautiously coming out and approaching the manor—perhaps the white old man was not under surveillance until After the discovery of this special worker who came with the person holding Liu Heavenly Immortal hostage...
This may explain it.
In this world, there are always some accidental events, which are not in anyone's plan, but can play some key roles.
Zhao Yu walked into the manor almost from the side of this special worker, but that person couldn't find Zhao Yu.
The old daoist priest of Yunshui Pavilion thinks that Zhao Yu is an old monster who brings Martial Dao cultivation to shedding body, exchanging bones, and realm to achieve Celestial unity. However, Zhao Yu has already passed this stage.
Celestial unites, fuses one's aura with the surrounding environment, hides one's aura, or raises his hands to trigger some power buffs between Heaven and Earth to attack. But Zhao Yu has long gone beyond that.
Although it is still difficult for Zhao Yu to travel through the real space, it is no longer difficult to stir the space fluctuation and hide himself in it.
He and this special worker are almost in two different spaces. Of course, this is a bit of an exaggeration. It's just that there are some wonderful space fluctuations in the middle, which makes Zhao Yu form a certain degree of isolation from the material world.
Walking into the manor, it was dark and silent.
But the breath of those people is like a kilowatt light bulb in the dark night, which is so eye-catching in Zhao Yu's eyes.
He walked over slowly.
...
Large hall, dimly lit.
Similar to leaders' talks, there is a coffee table surrounded by rattan chairs.
The white old man sat on the side facing away from the gate, and there were only three people sitting on the opposite side of him. One of them was in the dim light, unable to see his face. On the left and right sides of this person, there are two middle-aged Han Chinese with almost the same faces. They are clearly twins, and they are Grandmaster twins.
The number of people around and behind the white old man has reached more than 30 people. These people are black and white, brown, and even Asian. Everyone is silent, everyone is sturdy.
There are those who are empty-handed and those who are armed with firearms. But the worst is the Martial Dao expert who has just entered the inner strong dive power realm.
On the rattan chairs on both sides of the white old man, there are also two stern figures. A lanky black man. A white robust man with a full beard almost covering his face.
Speaking of which, it may be because of the relationship between races, or because of the different civilizations, that the martial arts of China have not bloomed the most splendid flowers in Western countries. Martial Dao is widespread and cannot be blocked in times like this. The Wu Dao Body system was spread all over the world, probably two hundred years ago, in the middle and late stages of the Great Ming Empire, when the world started talisman tablets in an all-round way. But so far, there are very few orthodox Martial Dao Grandmaster figures in Western countries.
The westerner species went well in the Divine Power stage of Martial Dao cultivation. But the overwhelming majority are stuck on the threshold of being strong and brave. Not to mention the Grandmaster of Yunqi to see God.
Perhaps because of the Grandmaster level, it has involved extremely mysterious and abstruse things, which are completely linked to the civilizational roots of China since ancient times. They are incomprehensible.
And unlike before the historical change, Han Chinese's physique is weaker than westerner. After the historical change, Han Chinese has never been suppressed and castrated by the barbarian because of the nearly 2,000 years of popularization and popularization of the Dao Body system. Makes Han Chinese average physique, stronger than westerner species.
Since the late stage of the Great Ming Empire, the Martial Dao event has been open to the whole world, and westerner has never been able to compete in the three stages of the event, such as strong external power, inner strength, and energy. One can make the top ten.
There are many Martial Dao events, and they are not even in the top 100. And in the Grandmaster competition at the event, fifty years ago, they couldn't even come up with a single player.
Therefore, it's a rare thing to have two foreigners with a breath that is comparable to Grandmaster. Because until now, the Grandmaster with a surname in western countries is still few and far between. Hidden is not hidden, adding up to ten is unknown.
Why China is so strong can be seen from here.
If it weren't for the deterrence of strategic weapons such as nuclear eggs, would this world also have room for Western countries to survive?
Of course, the situation here also indirectly shows that Western countries attach great importance to this 'major event'.
"This little girl looks familiar to me." The man lifts the head, revealing a fairly young face, about 30 years old, with deep eyes and a faint smile that is very attractive to an adult male: "Is it a gift from you?"
"Mr. Zhang is joking." The white old man said with a smile: "Let's get down to business."
This surnamed Zhang's The character just teased, nodded: "My conditions are very simple."
he reached out, and slowly swept over: "That is no conditions."
Caucasian old man The smile on his face stopped abruptly, and his voice became a little heavy: "Mr. Zhang is here to entertain me?"
"haha..." Mr. Zhang laughed heartily, shaking his fingers: "I don't have that Take your time. Anderson, listen. What you want is in a very secret place. I thought their handover would take place outside, but I miscalculated. If they were handed over inside, under the escort of the army, we would not have the slightest Opportunity."
"Then what do you mean..."
"Do it in advance." Mr. Zhang said: "While their eyes are still on the Martial Dao event and the Luoyang flower party I'm going to hit him completely unprepared when he's on the show. How about you take what you want, I want mine, and everyone gets what they need?"
The white old man Anderson laughed: "Thank you Zhang The exact information that Mr. Zhang gave me, but is Mr. Zhang trying to use us as cannon fodder?"
"You can say that." Mr. Zhang made no secret: "I really need you to divert the defense there. Power, but Anderson, you have to do it. Because if you don't do it, you have no chance. I'll give you a quarter of an hour to think about it, and then I'll turn around and leave."
Anderson fell silent.
Mr. Zhang placed an old-fashioned clock on the coffee table and watched it steadily. In the silence, there was only the faint sound of Kucha Kucha clock hands.