God Soldier Atlas

In the night breeze, two door gods in black generally stood outside Zhou Shu's casting room.

Zhao Gonggong smiled bitterly and glanced at Yuan Fengdi next to him.

So dignified, why bother?

Is it just to keep the gate for someone to run out of the palace in the middle of the night?

Is the night breeze very comfortable? Isn’t it fragrant to warm the pillow on the high bed in the palace?

"Master Zhouhou, Master Zhouhou, your majesty and our family will personally guard the gate for you. If you can't make anything famous, let alone your majesty, our family wants to beat you!"

Zhao Gonggong mumbled in his heart.

Neither Yuan Fengdi nor Zhao Gonggong noticed. Just when they arrived outside the door, Zhou Shu's hand was already on the hilt of the Juque Sword.

Although Zhou Shu was obsessed with casting soldiers, he was not completely ignorant of the outside world.

The sudden arrival of two martial arts and one rank, in his perception, it was like two big suns suddenly appeared outside the door, it was hard not to notice it!

This is also the experience of Emperor Feng and Zhao Gonggong who have no nocturnal travel. As their identities, they only need to avoid those gods, which can be done without paying much attention.

How could they think that Zhou Shu in the casting room was the real master.

Zhou Shu's first reaction was that his cultivation base had been exposed, and Daxia sent a master over!

But in an instant, he thought again, it didn't make sense.

Even if his cultivation base was exposed, Da Xia had no reason to deal with him.

After all, he has been helping Daxia all the time.

The reason why he was worried about exposing his cultivation base was just worrying about the series of troubles after his cultivation base was exposed, and he was not afraid of anything at all.

It's not that he brags himself. There really isn't anyone in Changan City that can threaten his life.

Thinking of this, Zhou Shu released his sword again.

If the two first-ranks outside were not sent by Daxia, are they assassins?

The defense of Chang'an City in Daxia is like a sieve.

It's just that his obvious martial arts cultivation base is only eight ranks, do you need to send two martial arts first rank to assassinate him?

Isn't this anti-aircraft cannon hitting mosquitoes?

No, how do you feel that the breath of the person on the right is somewhat familiar?

Zhou Shu's heart moved, quietly releasing a ray of spiritual consciousness.

He didn't dare to directly observe the people outside with his spiritual sense, and he might be able to sense the spiritual sense at the first rank of martial arts.

He just used his spiritual sense to sense the breath of the two outsiders.

"Grandpa Zhao?"

In the next moment, he remembered who that familiar breath was.

"One is Duke Zhao, and the other—"

Zhou Shu thought in his heart.

"impossible?"

Zhou Shu felt a little absurd, absurd, and incredible.

The thought of perhaps the two most powerful people in Daxia standing guard outside his door made Zhou Shu feel dumbfounded.

He didn't know what the two of them were here for, but Zhou Shu didn't sense malice from them.

That being the case, if they are willing to stop, they can stand and go.

Zhou Shu put down his mind and reinvested in weapon casting.

He had already found the reason for the last failure. This time, he will definitely succeed!

Inside the casting room, the clanging sound was endless.

Yuan Fengdi and Zhao Gonggong were messy in the wind.

Emperor Feng Feng also had doubts about life, who am I? where am I? What am i doing?

Didn’t I come to teach that stinky boy who covets my little padded jacket?

Why did it seem to be a protector for him?

This is not right!

Emperor Yuan Feng glared at Grandpa Zhao. It was all you. If you say anything to disturb him, we should rush in directly, beat him into a pig's head, and leave him with a cool back!

Grandpa Zhao was a bit wronged, what did he do?

He has put down his identity to accompany you as a nightwalker, what else?

Emperor Yuan Feng hesitated, the voice of casting soldiers in the room was still ringing, and entering now would definitely interrupt his casting of soldiers.

Although Emperor Feng of Yuan was not a soldier casting division, he also knew that if he was interrupted casually during the casting process, he would most likely fall short.

He just wanted to teach the stinky boy, he didn't come to destroy his casting of soldiers, besides, the weapons he casts were not Daxia's property?

But if you don't rush in, are you just waiting here?

When will this wait?

Emperor Yuan Feng raised his head and looked at the sky. The sky in the east had begun to pale, and it didn't take long for the sky to dawn.

Before dawn, he has to go back to the palace, or else he is discovered, does he need the emperor's face any more?

The dignified emperor, masked to beat a courtier?

"No, I didn't come as an emperor, I came as a father!"

Emperor Yuan Feng said to himself, "Otherwise, do I need to be so sneaky if I pack a little Hou Ye?"

Emperor Yuan Feng thought, suddenly the beating in the room stopped.

Emperor Feng and Zhao Gonggong looked at each other, and both saw the joy in each other's eyes.

He stopped, and rushed in now, so that he won't lose sight of his military merits!

"Do it!"

Emperor Feng said to Zhao Gonggong with his mouth.

Gonggong Zhao understood, and the cold wind blew all night, and he was holding a fire in his stomach now.

"boom--"

Zhao Gonggong Lingyuan exploded, controlling the movement within a certain range, and then kicking the door of the casting room open with one kick.

"Wow!"

In the room, Zhou Shu seemed to be taken aback. First, he backed up in a panic, then leaped forward, rushed two steps forward, stretched out his arms, and stopped in front of Grandpa Zhao.

"Are you here to grab the Three Swords of Emperor Yin?"

Zhou Shu shouted, "Don't think about it, unless I am dead!"

He was righteous, and moved heaven and earth.

"Hey-hey!"

Zhao Gonggong grinned twice, and in accordance with Yuan Fengdi's instructions, he raised his hand and greeted Zhou Shu.

Zhou Shu closed his eyes and looked like he was going to death.

"boom--"

With a muffled sound, a figure staggered a few steps.

Duke Zhao turned his head and looked at Yuan Fengdi with an incredible expression.

"Your Majesty, didn't you say that you can teach Master Zhouhou? What are you doing with me?"

Gonggong Zhao felt wronged. He could have avoided the kick that Yuan Feng Emperor just kicked him, but the emperor wants to kick you.

"Who are you?"

Zhou Shu opened his eyes again, glaring at Gonggong Zhao and Emperor Feng of Yuan, and said awe-inspiringly, "This is the city of Chang'an in Daxia, but it's not the place where you go wild!"

"Even if you kill me and take away the three swords of Emperor Yin that I cast for your majesty and princess, Daxia will not let you go!"

The anger on Zhou Shu’s face is very lifelike, and his acting skills are close to that of the actor.

"Those who commit my Daxia will be punishable even if they are far away! It is easy to kill me Zhou Shu, but I Da Xia, there are millions of Zhou Shu, Your Majesty will not let you go, Da Xia will not let you go. !"

Emperor Feng's eyes flashed, and those who violated the Great Xia would be punishable even though they were far away?

What am I doing?

Such a brave and loyal courtier, I actually want to teach him?

Yuan Feng, Yuan Feng, is your conscience eaten by a dog?

What a good boy, his loyalty to Daxia is comparable to the sun and the moon!

"No! How can I praise him!"

Emperor Yuan Feng snorted coldly, changed his voice, and said hoarsely, "What do you think of the weapon you just cast?"

"Why should I tell you?"

Zhou Shu furiously said, "My three swords of the emperor Yin, you don't deserve to even look at it!"

"Only the emperor of Daxia is qualified to own my sword!"

Emperor Yuan Feng snorted in his heart, "This silly boy, don't tell me, just say it casually. Your mind is a good thing."

It turns out that I still have some status in this kid's heart.

The Three Swords of Emperor Yin, specially cast for me?

No, why are the Three Swords of Emperor Yin, cast for His Royal Highness Princess and Princess?

This stinky boy is not dead to worry-free thief!

He thought that if he pleases me so much, I will agree to marry Wuyou to him?

Humph, I have to see, these three swords of Emperor Yin are good enough!

Emperor Feng raised his foot and kicked towards Zhou Shu.

Zhou Shu's heart moved and subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

But Yuan Fengdi's foot did not have the slightest spirit element fluctuations, and there was no murderous aura.

Zhou Shu endured the urge to fight back. The emperor couldn't help but fight back.

Emperor Yuan Feng kicked Zhou Shu’s **** with strength--

It is the power of an ordinary adult, not to mention that Zhou Shu's golden bell has been cultivated to the eleventh level, even if he is not cultivated and is kicked, he will not be injured.

"go!"

Emperor Yuan Feng gave a low cry, greeted Father Zhao, and left.

Since this kid is loyal and commendable, I have a large number of adults and don't care about him!

Yuan Fengdi and Zhao Gonggong shook their bodies and disappeared into the night in an instant.

They had just disappeared, and a breath rose into the sky in the princess mansion next door.

Yin Wuyou volleyed into the air with a three-foot green front in his hand.

Seeing Zhou Shu unharmed, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Da Sikong, you--"

Zhou Shu stared at Yin Wuyou with wide eyes.

Yin Wuyou is now wearing a gauze, his snow-white skin is looming, and Zhou Shu can't help swallowing.

She rushed out in her pajamas?

"I just felt a strong breath burst out, is there an assassin?"

Yin Wuyou looked around with some caution.

"Goooo--"

Zhou Shu did not speak, but swallowed.

Yin Wuyou turned her head to look at Zhou Shu in a little surprise. Following Zhou Shu's gaze, she looked at herself.

The next moment, she let out a scream.

"Close your eyes and don't look anymore! Look again, take your eyes out!"

Yin Wuyou shouted.

After hearing the movement, the guards of the Hou Mansion who rushed to all stopped outside the courtyard.

Is the princess in there?

Do you want to go in?

In the next moment, Yin Wuyou's voice made them no longer hesitate.

"No one is allowed to come in, otherwise this princess will punish you nine races!"

Yin Wuyou's voice came from annoyance and anger.

The guards glanced at each other, and they are all gone, let's go to sleep, the princess and Lord Hou are playing around.

Don't say, I really know how to play-such a big movement.

Yin Wuyou listened to the guards dispersing, and then glared at Zhou Shu, who was already facing her back, his blushing almost dripped blood.

"go to hell!"

Yin Wuyou stomped his feet severely, then raised his slender feet and kicked Zhou Shu's ass.

Then she turned into a light smoke and disappeared in the direction of the princess mansion.

Zhou Shu touched his butt. Who did he bother with his butt?

Was kicked by two people in one night!

But Yin Wuyou's stroke is not so much kicking, as touching...

"Hmph, I just don't care about you, otherwise, don't look at you one by one, first-rate and second-rate, the golden bell will shake back, and you will be able to drink a pot!"

Zhou Shu mumbled to himself.

Then he laughed.

Enjoyable!

This time the performance finally succeeded, not broken!

Emperor Feng and Zhao Gonggong didn't know what the wind was. They ran to my Hou Mansion in the middle of the night, but they were stunned by the acting skills of Lord Ben Hou, right?

"I don't know what Yuan Fengdi is here for. Seeing him like this, it doesn't seem to be here to test me."

Zhou Shu mumbled to himself.

Although Yuan Fengdi and Zhao Gonggong were aggressive, they didn't have much malice in them.

Zhou Shu could still feel this.

It was as if the two of them were purely out of the palace to wander around.

"The superior, I really can't figure it out."

Zhou Shu muttered, "There is also Yin Wuyou, I haven't found it before, so big, so white..."

He felt a little warm in his nose, rubbed his nose, Zhou Shu threw the white snow out of his mind.

"Fortunately, I didn't interrupt my sword making."

Zhou Shu's gaze fell behind him, and a smile appeared on his face, "The sword body has been cast. Next, the star will be positioned."

"As long as you keep the last star position untouched, just a finishing touch during the military parade."

For Zhou Shu, the most difficult point star positioning for other casters was actually the easiest step.

He restrained his mind, took out the piece of Heavenly Refining Stone that Yin Wuyou gave him, and then controlled the real fire to cut it down.

"Point star positioning!"

Zhou Shu let out a low cry, in his consciousness, the sword body turned into a figure, and bright spots were clearly revealed.

Zhou Shu stretched out his hand like a pen and wandered through the sword.

...

The Great Summer Palace.

Yuan Fengdi and Zhao Gonggong have changed back to their clothes. As for the night clothes, their bodies have been destroyed.

Emperor Feng's expression remained as usual, as if he was not the person who had blown the cold air all night outside Zhou Shu's casting room.

Grandpa Zhao also had a calm expression and was kicked?

Who was kicked?

"My big companion, what did the three swords of the Emperor Yin, cast by Zhou Shu, look like?"

Emperor Yuan Feng suddenly stopped and asked.

"Old slave, I didn't see it either."

Father Zhao paused, and said.

At that time, he couldn't care to see what sword, he was kicked and stupefied. Didn't you see your majesty?

Emperor Feng was also a little embarrassed. When he heard something about Emperor Yin, he unconsciously kicked his big companion away~www.novelmt.com~ Later, I just listened to the kid and forgot to look at the three swords of Yin Tian. What it's like.

"Your Majesty, Zhou Houye made the sword for the military parade. It should not have been completed yet. He will not finish the final touch until the military parade ceremony."

Gonggong Zhao said, "Even if we see it, that doesn't mean a complete weapon."

"Um."

Emperor Feng nodded, he was a little looking forward to the military parade now.

After so many years, it seems that for the first time someone has made a sword for himself.

Yin Tianzi Sanjian, look at this name.

There is also that sentence, whoever violates my great summer will be punishable even though it is far away!

The boy surnamed Zhou seems to be a good candidate too——

Nonsence!