Any one is enough to arouse the pursuit of countless people, but only a few can be obtained. The sword of the king is spiritual and has been chosen for a hundred years.

Those who are not talented and talented cannot be obtained. The latter two are relatively good, but they are just relative to the sword of the royal power.

Most people will never see each other in their lifetime.

Nothing else, cherish it too much.

For example, this Red Fire Chasing Wind Horse is a pure-blooded descendant of the mount of the Daoist Wang Quan. God knows how difficult it is to get the red horse to give birth.

Lingya rice also comes from the kingly Taoist, with a relatively large number, but it is just relative.

Huh ~

The wind and sand drifted, and the red light disappeared from the dust. In just a moment, it disappeared from the sight of the caravans.

The speed was too fast and too fast. There were hundreds of people in the caravan, but no one could see who the person was right away. Only he could see that he was wearing black clothes and his temples were slightly frosty.

"Ah! I remembered it!"

Suddenly, someone in the caravan shouted, attracting the attention of others.

"Do you still remember the appointment on February 2?!"

The man looked excited and his body shivered.

"Hanhai Longsha February 2nd?!"

Everyone else was also shocked.

February 2nd is not a special day, but it is not the case in this vast ocean.

In this vast sea, February 2 is an extremely special day.

Once upon a time, the supreme master, Daoist Wang Quan, was at Hanlong Inn on February 2nd, where he hunted all the heroes and invited him to fight the world's top.

It established its position as the supreme master in one fell swoop.

This day was remembered by the entire vast sea and even the entire rivers and lakes. Every February 2nd, many martial arts people came here to visit.

He drank wine at the place where the kingly Taoist once invited the Demon Lord, the Killing Arhat, the Wheel-Turning King and other great masters.

"Yes, three years ago, the hero Sun En once said that on February 2, three years later, we will be hosting the heroes of the world at Hanlong Inn!"

Now everyone remembered it.

Isn’t the master riding the ‘Red Fire Chasing Wind Horse’ the master who is coming to attend the banquet of the hero Sun En?!

The crowd was inexplicably excited.

A muffled thunder sounded in the sky, and then there was a rhythm of a strong wind.

Click ~

The electric snake dances across the sky, and the celestial phenomena change.

Outside Hanlong Inn, there was a rush of people.

Countless martial arts people carried swords and carried swords, and were quietly waiting in the yellow sand. Although there were hundreds or thousands of people, there was no sound.

On the third floor of Hanlong Inn, Sun En sat by the window, looking calm.

"Grandpa An..."

He raised his glass to the wind, under his slightly white eyebrows, his eyes were as deep as the sea, as if endless waves were hidden in it:
Chapter completed!