God level funny comparison system

The palm-sized golden military order is shining with golden light, and there are strands of azure blue flowing on it. The gold and azure blue complement each other, making the entire cave of the order much brighter.

Protector Mo, Mo Yuncang, and all the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect were stunned and looked at the golden order in disbelief.

"Brother, your bag, you threw it on the ground last time. If I hadn't remembered, I'm afraid the token would have been lost." Jin into the backpack and handed it to Zhang Long.

After taking the backpack, Zhang Long took out a pack of cigarettes and opened it, lit it and said nonchalantly: "It's just a token, if you lose it, you can get a replacement. It's a big deal, but it's quite a lot if the packs of cigarettes inside are lost." pity."

Protector Mo opened his mouth, sweating profusely, your sister's, how wealthy is this, a gold military order is not as good as a pack of cigarettes?

"Grandpa, Protector Mo, you can rest assured now. Let's dodge first, and come back after I find the three-color spirit fruit. Then I can help grandpa pull out the silver needle in his body." Breathing out a puff of smoke, After Zhang Long said another word, he turned around and left the cave.

Looking at Zhang Long's back, the members of the Tianmo sect in the cave have different expressions, some are reluctant, some are complicated, and some can finally breathe a sigh of relief and look up to be a man. For example, Lin Shimin thinks so, and has long been looking forward to Zhang Long's departure That way, no one will ask about her big hood.

To Mo Yuncang, Zhang Long didn't have much affection at all. If he insisted on saying it, it was just the responsibility of the younger generation to the elders. Mo Yuncang was hurt badly, and he had been depressed for many years. It’s not just a matter of a day or two, it’s similar to Shang Gu’s condition, even more serious, after all, Mo Yuncang stayed in that cold cave for more than ten years, so the top priority is to find the three-color spirit fruit first Besides.

In addition, I took so many medicinal materials from others tonight, and even cheated a piece of Chiyan Motie. If I don't leave, if I regret it, all previous efforts will be wasted.

But the most important thing is that Zhang Long hasn't returned to school for many days, thinking about Luo Shuang's face, Zhang Long nods and goes numb, wondering what expression this woman will have when he sees him.

The so-called early death and late death will have to die, let's go to meet the storm earlier.

When they came, they drove a large number of vehicles, some belonged to the Zhang family, some belonged to the Ma family, and many other brothers had their own cars. It was also convenient to go back, and it was definitely much faster than when Zhang Long came.

When Zhang Long came here, he took the kind of public transportation, and there were all kinds of pains such as traffic jams, no tickets, delays, etc., so it was normal to waste time.

These many vehicles were parked in the waist-high grass outside the valley. Under the moonlight, when the flowers and plants swayed, you could only see the light refracted by the metal. If you don't look carefully, it is really difficult to find these vehicles.

Zhang Long was thinking about something in his heart, holding the red flame black iron in his hand, whistling while walking, the spring breeze was blowing on his face, it was really pleasant.

"Brother Long, what are you doing with this broken stone?" Yao Zicheng asked casually as he followed Zhang Long with his nostrils picked, his eyes following the rise and fall of the red flame black iron.

"You know what a fart, this isn't a broken stone, it's a treasure." Zhang Long rolled his eyes and didn't bother to explain to him.

"Brother Long, you are teasing me again. Although my IQ is not high, but if you keep polishing like this, it will always shine a little brighter." After giving Zhang Long a blank look, Yao Zicheng continued to pick his nostrils, "I don't know what everyone said in the cave just now. I heard, the temperature is gone, the flame is also extinguished, in Ma Han’s words, it’s just a piece of caldera, now, Long Ge, you look like you’ve found a treasure, I really don’t understand you, It's just broken stones..."

"The temperature is gone? Damn! If you don't believe me, try it, it will burn you to death!" Zhang Long stopped suddenly, and Chiyan Motie also fell into his hands. He spread his palms and shouted at Yao Zicheng depressedly.

"Just try it, break the stone." Yao Zicheng picked his nostril again, then pulled his finger out of the nostril, and grabbed the red flame black iron in his hand with a clatter.

At this moment, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the friends were talking and laughing. Suddenly there was a scoff in the air, and then a fire flickered. When people turned their heads, they saw Yao Zicheng's expression.

He gasped, his whole body instantly raised, his eyes widened, and he opened his mouth to scream.

"Hey... ah... I'm scalding to death..." The cry of killing a pig, shaking the world and crying ghosts and gods.

When Chiyan Motie entered Yao Zicheng's hands, a red glow suddenly flashed on the dark surface, and a cluster of flames ignited on the top of the stone with a bang, as if the flame had always been there, but fell asleep when it was in Zhang Long's hands. same.

The severe pain made Yao Zicheng throw away the stone in his hand automatically, and with a plop, the red flame black iron fell into the grass under his feet, and then, the large grass rushed into a flame more than one meter high. The moment it was formed, it spread ferociously in all directions, with the potential to start a prairie fire.

At this moment, there is no wind between the sky and the earth, but the spread of the flame seems to be driven by some powerful force. The fire keeps rolling and roaring, like a circle of flames condensing wild beasts roaring in the air. In a short time, all the flowers and plants within a radius of tens of meters were burned.

"My God!"

Ma Hanyi turned his head back again and again, and at the same time raised his head, seeing the soaring fire reflected in his eyes, they all sighed in horror.

"Brother, save me, damn it, I'm going to burn to death..." In the fire, Yao Zicheng jumped up and down frantically with his hands folded, crying and crying.

Zhang Long was also in the fire at this time, but compared to Yao Zicheng's dying rhythm, Zhang Long was much calmer.

In the flames soaring into the sky, the golden skull on his red robe was shining brightly, shaking on the red robe as if alive, his straight figure was as stable as Mount Tai, and the red flame was burning against his red robe, and The red robe was unscathed.

The handsome face illuminated by the fire seemed to be the demon god hidden in the fire, and he was the master of the fire.

Everyone looked in a daze, even Zhang Lei who had retreated to the distance, his old eyes were full of horror, and he wondered in his heart, is this still his grandson?

But Zhang Long ignored the crowd, bent down leisurely, and picked up the reddish red flame black iron from the charred ground.

In an instant, the vision reappeared.

When Chiyan Motie returned to Zhang Long's hands, the monstrous fire seemed to have been summoned by some kind of call, and suddenly changed its outward expansion posture, turned around suddenly, and swept towards Zhang Long.

"Hurrah..."

The fire curtain rolled up and made a sound like a stormy sea, like ten thousand horses galloping.

Everyone was stunned, watching this scene in a daze, everyone gathered together, and finally formed a tornado of flames that soared into the sky, and then crazily poured into the red flame black iron.

And when all this happened, Zhang Long looked at the red flame black iron in his hand with a faint smile, the fire in his eyes flickered, as if he was looking at his future that was about to explode.

After all the fire rushed into the Chiyan Motie, the Chiyan Motie regained its previous black color, and could no longer feel the slightest temperature.

"Hey, if you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer in front of your eyes!" Zhang Long looked down at Yao Zicheng who was lying on the ground, burnt and disheveled, and grinned helplessly. After speaking, he strode forward to look at the crowd The car went ahead.

"Brother Long is mighty! Your words will be the truth from now on. Damn it, it hurts to death!" Looking at Zhang Long Jinhong's back, Yao Zicheng stared and murmured, then yelled in pain.

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After returning to Zhang's house overnight, he stored most of the medicinal materials in the basement of Zhang's house, selected some medicinal materials to pack, and followed Ma Hanyi back to school quickly.

Meng Bingya didn't follow. Zhang Long had already told her to inquire about Meng Hongchen from other Wanyaoge branches. Now the people in Jiangcheng Wanyaoge are probably still inquiring, and they don't have any clues for a while, so they can only wait. with.

After returning to school, Zhang Long and Xu Xianlong waited to return to the dormitory after handing over a batch of medicinal materials to Shang Gu.

These few days were really tiring, Zhang Long fell asleep on the bed, and in his sleep, feeling the massage-like recovery in his body, Zhang Long fell asleep quietly.

Chiyan Motie was placed next to his body. Although others could not feel the temperature, Zhang Long could feel it, like a fiery heart beating spiritually all the time.

Holding this small stone, Zhang Long also had a dream.

I dreamed that I was holding a long sword burning with monstrous fire, burning the entire sky, and the common people were afraid!
The dream is a good dream. Zhang Long likes this domineering dream, but when he wakes up the next day, he has a new understanding. Sometimes a good dream can make things go wrong.

late.

I looked at the other beds in the dormitory, okay, those bastards didn't wake me up, and went to class by themselves.

Raising his hand to pat on the forehead, Zhang Long thought of Luo Shuang's face again, that heroic and beautiful face suddenly turned into a demon, opening his mouth to swallow himself.

"Your sister, I hope you don't catch up with this woman's menstrual period, or it will be even worse." Grinning, Zhang Long sincerely prayed, and then lazily got out of bed.

It's already late anyway, and it doesn't matter if it's a little later.

After getting out of bed and finding out the washing things, Zhang Long was about to go to the water room.There is no way, he lives in the most common dormitory building, with a shared water room, and the treatment is incomparable to Dynasty and Mahan.

"Wow!" Opening the door, Zhang Long lowered his head, with a toothbrush in his mouth, and went out with his head down, and then bumped into a soft mass.