Chapter 96 Two stories

Wang Ce's declaration of "Seven Days of Death" is the most arrogant declaration of revenge.

It is clear that he wants King Gong to die. Anyone who understands knows that Wang Ce is avenging his revenge for the martial arts that day. Wang Ce is not even afraid that Jeonbuk Tang knows that he is avenging his private revenge.

That night, King Xin held a banquet at Ronghua Building to wash away the dust of King Gong.

King Gong lived a beautiful night of luxury. On this day, he lived a beautiful life, and there was no sign of death.

The next day, King Xiang held a banquet to entertain King Gong. King Gong was still alive. According to a brothel girl who accompanied him, he was very strong.

Is Wang Ce's words crazy? Or declaration? Is it a joke or a truth? Keep reading, he has no time to pay attention.

If someone asks, Wang Ce's reply is that when King Gong walks out of the second place, he is destined to die. Even if it is Tan Ji Tathagata's inquiry.

In the impression of many spies, Talking Commander is a person with an extremely vague impression. The only clear impression is an eternal smile and Talking about the handsomeness of an adult.

It’s not that Tan Ji Ru has not impressed people, but that most spies are difficult, and they may not even have the courage to look directly at Tan Ji Ru.

From the era of old commanders to this time, it was all about Ji Ru, and he was the one who was in charge. A Chinese name called Ji Ru to turn the South Ya around and rode the North Ya below in the sky.

Tan Ji Ru is a handsome and feminine middle-aged man, and is definitely the legendary killer of a noble lady. His eyes that are afraid to look directly are as deep as a whirlpool, as if they can sweep away human souls.

Tan Ji Ru did not have the heroic spirit of Jie Shixian, the domineering spirit of the governor of the eight prefectures, and the scholarly spirit of the cabinet assisting government. He was just a quiet, very quiet person.

However, it was this handsome guy who was a noble lady killer who had been in charge of Nanya for twenty years and had a sense of omnipresent existence that made the court and the public retreat.

The most difficult thing to restrain is the martial artists in the martial arts world who have always been on their own will not even want to enter the Northern Tang territory. Because there is the Southern Ya and Tan Jiru here.

Wang Ce is a rare person who can look directly at Ji Ru. Looking at Ji Ru at Ji Ru, he thought that Nan Ya, under his control, became one of the largest spy groups.

Wang Ce suddenly felt a palpitation. Is Lao Gu’s accomplice in the two yamen talking about Ji Ru? He hopes that even if he is not a member of the same place, he will not be in opposition. This will be a terrible enemy.

"Speaking of the Lord, I need more experts. Class B worship, Class A worship, the more the better! I need intelligence, more information."

The small building is a very quiet building. Tan Ji Ru smiled: "The enshrinements mostly come from sects and families. Your previous words have spread all over the capital. Sects and families do not like you."

Wang Ce was stunned: "Sir, when I captured King Zhong, there was a problem with the offering. You must have a solution."

Tan Jiru did not answer, took a brush and slowly wrote a word on the white paper: "People, I will give you information, I will give you the case, you must handle the case well."

It's a word "chaotic"!

"Do it well" is a very subtle word, Wang Ce chewed patiently. Tan Jiru suddenly said: "Do you think that person will definitely appear?"

Wang Ce shrugged his shoulders and Tan Ji Ru shook his head in silence: "You think of it, did that person think of it too?"

When Wang Ce left with his handwriting, Tan Jiru wrote a few words again, and his solemn eyebrows slowly stretched!

"Xiao'er"!

With Ji Ru's handwriting, Wang Ce was unobstructed all the way!

Tan Jiru's authority in the South Yai is definitely a matter of words. I don't know how many times it has been impeached, and I think Tan Jiru's authority in the South Yai is too heavy and should retire and join the Da Nei Camp.

In fact, Tan Ji Ru has only been the commander for more than ten years. This is not a long time in the spy group, but it is the same as Wu Zun.

Wang Ce hurried to three places and five places in person, and met with the leaders of two places one after another. Then, he mobilized the other party's files with the order.

The five departments are equivalent to the central security department, and they send people to protect local officials of the fifth rank or above. Of course, there is a meaning of surveillance. However, Wang Ce did not gain anything in the five departments, and the royal family did not need the protection of the five departments.

On the contrary, he obtained a lot of information from Sanshi. Sure enough, as Wang Ce expected, Sanshi arranged the same spy in Prince Gong's Mansion.

After checking again, Wang Ce shook his head and sent someone from the second department to contact the third department for intelligence!

He needs information from Prince Gong’s Mansion. Only the three largest parts can be easily achieved.

When Wang Ce was busy, King Gong seemed to be not arrogant enough and announced that he would hold a banquet in Ronghua Tower for seven consecutive days. Perhaps, this was somewhat of an attempt to slap in the face.

The third night after King Gong's release came.

Wang Ce never had the habit of bringing work home, and he would not even take the initiative to think about work. No matter how cool Nanya’s work is, it is just work.

Learning sword techniques from the Half-Emperor Soul is an extremely boring thing. Because the teaching of the Half-Emperor Soul is the simplest and most basic sword.

"Your heart is not above this." Half-Emperor Soul stopped, Wang Ce was absent-minded, and Uncle Wang Hun was definitely not a good master.

"If you are absent-minded, it is better not to practice. Sit." There was a voice under the green umbrella.

Wang Ce simply sat down and took the gourd and slowly drank herbal tea. The voice of the half-imperial soul became leisurely: "I taught people for the first time, but I don't understand it very much. I want to tell two stories."

"Many years ago, there was a young man from an ordinary background who wanted to make some achievements in martial arts. He had good talents, but his family background was ordinary, and he never defected to any force. He did not become a cultivator realm until he was twenty years old."

"When he entered the Nine Realms of Innate Realms, he embarked on the road to wandering the world alone. Every time he went to a place, he would challenge the local masters. After failures, he lost a hundred times in just three years. Others ridiculed him as the King of Guns with a defeat."

"But he has always been firm in his beliefs and has been challenging. He lost 200 times and lost 500 times. Then, others have spent twenty years becoming the Ninth Realm of Zhenwu, and he has spent forty years. Forty years, he has lost 1,000 times, but he has never won once."

The half-imperial soul has a poor ability to tell stories, but Wang Ce is still moved and shocked. What kind of perseverance is that, it is simply crazy.

"However, others have been a martial master in ten or twenty years, and he has become a martial master in only three years. Because he lost a thousand times and has never won once."

Half-Emperor's soul was You Ran: "Later, the person who ridiculed him had only Martial Master, or even Zhenwu's cultivation in his life. However, he broke through continuously in just twenty years and became the Martial Emperor."

"Since then, he had a new name. Then, never lost again."

Wang Ce grew up and was shocked indescribably, and rushed out: "Thousands of defeats are not victorious, Ji Qian's defeat!"

Ji Qianbai is one of the most famous and powerful martial emperors in Dongzhou. His life is full of legends that he enjoys relish. It is a living legend that inspires many ordinary young people from ordinary backgrounds.

Regarding the legend of Ji Qianbai, Wang Ce even heard his ears numb since he traveled through time.

A smile slowly emerged from half of the face of the half-imperial soul: "There is another story."

"I have seen a young man three times. When I first met him, he was in a small town. At that time, he was a teenager and practiced knife all the time every day. He was bullied and insulted by other teenagers, and could not even beat him in a marrow-cleaning stage, so he only continued to practice knife skills silently."

"The second time I saw him, he was fighting against a master of Gangfeng. He killed his opponent."

"For the third time, I witnessed it with my own eyes that he killed a master of Gangqi."

Wang Ce felt that this seemed nothing, and the half-emperor soul slowly continued: "The first time I saw him, he was only fourteen years old. The second time I saw him, he was eighteen years old. The third time I was twenty-one."

Then, when Wang Ce disagreed, Half-Emperor Soul said the last sentence: "He only used one knife to kill someone!"

"Since the first time I saw him, he was practicing a knife. The third time, he was still practicing that knife. I firmly believe that as long as he continues to practice, one day, he will become Wu Zun and Wuzong."

Wang Ce was shocked and smiled helplessly. He would never be inferior to anyone than perseverance and tenacity. It was just that he lived his second life, not for self-abuse.

The half-emperor soul stood up quietly: "You have perseverance, tenacity, and belief. You are smart, open-minded, and optimistic. You are no worse than them."

"It's not wrong for you to go your way. You're too casual and casual, and this book is not wrong."

Wang Ce listened silently.
Chapter completed!