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0The Martial Mansion of Zhan Lang is located in the sky. Far west of China, in the desert.    0

    

The boundless desert, the deathly silent sea of sand.    

    

It was vast and tranquil. With a straight face, it would always give you a monotonous color. Yellow, yellow. It would always be scorching yellow.    

    

Under Xiao Bao's lead, the people of Yunmeng Martial Mansion finally arrived at their destination after seven days.    

    

Xiao Bao pointed at a huge city on a desolate mountain far away, and said to everyone.    

    

"That city is the Martial Mansion of Combat Wolf. Everyone, keep your spirits up and show us your faces. We can't let anyone else compete in this aspect, understand?"    

    

"Understood!"    

    

Everyone shouted in high spirits, full of energy!    

    

With Senior Martial Brother Su around, they were not afraid at all!    

    

In front.    

    

Su Ba squinted his eyes and felt the harsh environment around him. He nodded in his heart.    

    

It was not unreasonable for the Martial Mansion, the Battle Wolf of China, to be ranked at the top of the Martial Mansion in the Three Kingdoms all year round.    

    

The city was built in such a harsh desert environment. The strength of the disciples of the Martial Mansion was many times greater than the ordinary disciples of the Martial Mansion. It was reasonable for them to produce strong warriors easily.    

    

The group quickly approached the Martial Mansion. Before they reached the foot of the desolate mountain, they saw a few men in yellow waiting in front of them.    

    

"Hahaha! Wen Faqun, you old bastard, you have been waiting for us down there for so long! This has really made me happy! "    

    

When Xiao Bao saw these people, he immediately burst into laughter at the leader of the group, the old man in yellow clothes. He even went forward to shake hands with them warmly.    

    

However, the leader of the group, the old man in yellow clothes, didn't seem to appreciate Xiao Bao's kindness. With a cold snort, he slapped Xiao Bao's big hand away.    

    

"Alright, stop wasting time. Han Yue's Flying Tiger Martial Mansion has arrived a long time ago. Since they are here, hurry up and gather!"    

    

Xiao Bao's face turned ashen, but he didn't lose his temper. His eyes were still smiling as he turned around and shouted at the people of Yunmeng Inner Mansion.    

    

"Everyone, let's go up the mountain!"    

    

Although the mountain was tall and majestic, all of them were cultivation Martial Warrior warriors. In less than ten minutes, they had arrived at the top of the mountain, where the Martial Mansion of Zhan Lang was located.    

    

At this moment.    

    

In the square of the Martial Mansion, hundreds of people were standing there.    

    

"Yue Buji, I'm coming!"    

    

Xiao Bao took the lead and arrived at the square at the top of the mountain. His loud voice immediately rang out!    

    

It attracted everyone's attention.    

    

Xiao Bao laughed and strode forward. He came to the side of the old man with a white beard who stood at the front of the Martial Mansion and said loudly.    

    

"Yue Buji, it has been a long time since we last saw each other. Your body is getting stronger and stronger!"    

    

Yue Buji looked surprised and uncertain. He subconsciously held the sword hilt with his hand, as if he was afraid that Xiao Bao would suddenly attack and hurt him.    

    

"Xiao Bao, stay away from me. "    

    

"What's wrong? It's not easy for you to come to your Martial Mansion as a guest. You are so unfriendly. To think I greeted you so warmly. "    

    

Xiao Bao curled his lips and said with a smile on his face.    

    

Wen Faqun quietly came to Yue Buji's side and said in a low voice.    

    

He also behaved like this when he saw me. . . "    

    

Yue Buji frowned," That's not right. This old thing always has a dark face in the past. When we old friends meet, we don't even smile like flies in our mouths. Why is he so happy now? "    

    

"Who knows?"    

    

Wen Faqun was speechless. "It's possible that this guy accidentally smashed his own head when he was practicing with the stick. He must have been struck dumb. "    

    

"Humph!"    

    

Suddenly, Xiao Bao, who had been smiling all this time, changed his expression. He snorted coldly at the two of them and said, "I was hit silly by my own stick? What a joke! I think it's the two of you who are practicing with your swords and sabers. You don't even have a brain!"    

    

What the f * ck!    

    

This was the real Xiao Bao!    

    

Yue Buji and Wen Faqun looked at each other and heaved a sigh of relief.    

    

At this moment, Xiao Bao caught a glimpse of Su Ba and the others walking over from the corner of his eye. He immediately showed a smug expression and turned to Yue Buji and Wen Faqun.    

    

"Come, come, come. Let me introduce my proud disciple, Su Ba!"    

    

After saying that, Xiao Bao stretched out his hand and called Su Ba over.    

    

"Come, my precious disciple, come here. "