Star Railway: I have told you, I am not Otto

With the fainted Scott being carried away by plainclothes cloud cavalry, the incident in Golden Man Lane could be considered to have come to an end.

Of course, the revitalization plan of Jinren Alley will not stop here. Although the Scotch dog can only bark and bark, he is right in what he said. The current Jinren Alley is still far away from its former peak. Revitalization We haven't succeeded yet, comrades still need to work hard.

However, the most difficult stage has been overcome with the help of Sushang and others, and the rest is left to them to complete by themselves, whether it is Sushang or Gui Naifen, or they are hiding in the crowd at this moment, standing next to Wuyue Rakshasa on the side, they still have their own lives after all.

Su Shang, in order to help Jinrenxiang, has already used up her annual leave. It was originally a vacation when she planned to return to Yaoqing to visit her family... However, Su Shang also understood and supported Su Shang's move. Anyway, the longevity seed It has a long lifespan. If you don’t come back this year, just come back next year.

After watching the good show, the crowd gathered around naturally left and dispersed. However, Su Shang and Gui Naifen were called away by Ming Xi, saying that they wanted to discuss how to thank them for their help.

Rakshasa smiled softly and did not take the initiative to get involved. His purpose from the beginning was to help Su Chang. If he goes now, he will only steal Su Chang's limelight.

"how?"

Rakshasa looked at May in front of him, smiled and said,

"I don't know what this drama is about. Can you please make Mr. Bo laugh?"

"interesting."

Wuyue smiled and nodded, looked back at Rakshasa and said,

"It's a classic pretentious and slap-in-the-face plot... However, it seems that a more interesting plot is about to take place, Rakshasa."

"Ah."

Rakshasa nodded, then turned around with a smile and said,

"Sir General, it's cold in the dark. If you have anything to say, why don't you recommend me to a good teahouse and let's chat together?"

"Haha."

Hearing this, Jing Yuan smiled happily, then clapped his hands, walked out of the darkness of Jinren Lane, and said,

"As expected of someone who can maintain a united front with the master, his eyes are really fierce... And this gentleman, there is an old saying in Xianzhou that a scholar should be treated with admiration after three days of separation. Now it turns out that it is true, junior Jingyuan , I have admired you sir for a long time."

"Haha, don't dare."

Wuyue smiled and waved her hand, then gestured to Rakshasa and said,

"Don't pay too much attention to me. I was just called here to watch the show. You can just go on and talk about your business."

Rakshasa smiled and said nothing.

Jing Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth, watching the show...calling a star god to come and watch the show? Rakshasa's pressure method, which is so close to being obvious, is really... amazing.

What to do if it doesn’t stop? Although Wuyue may not care much about his identity as a Star God, just because he doesn't care doesn't mean that others don't care. Jingyuan only needs to think that the person standing in front of him now, talking and laughing with him, is a person who can compete with Di Gong. The star god who is on par with his commander... Don't panic, it's a lie, but you just don't dare to show it.

If I had known that Rakshasa was here to find this god, I would have asked Yanqing to come over. What did I come here to do... Isn't this just looking for abuse?

Master, is this also in your plan?

Jingyuan's brain was working rapidly, and finally he smiled happily and said:

"Haha, sir, you are being humble... But what Rakshasa said just now is right. This place is really noisy, and I happen to know that there is such a teahouse with a great view in Luofu. If Rakshasa and sir appreciate it, they will do the same. Let’s go and see together, juniors.”

"Oh?"

Rakshasa smiled slightly and said with confidence, relying on May as his backer,

"I wonder if the tearoom the general mentioned and the tearoom I mentioned are the same one?"

"probably."

Jingyuan shrugged, tried to take his attention away from May, and then said,

"But my teahouse is not ordinary. Its name is... [Level Abyss Realm]."

……

Linyuan Realm·Xianlong Dayu Hall——

"Ah!"

The yellow-haired boy was holding a purple sword. Under the gaze of the white-haired woman, he fought with a woman holding a fragmented sword and wearing black hair and mourning clothes.

The yellow-haired boy's fighting style was very fierce, very energetic and youthful... but the woman in mourning clothes in front of him hit her harder than him! Especially the magical weapon in her hand, which looked torn to pieces, but was actually as sharp as iron. The yellow-haired boy did not dare to confront her head-on, for fear that his precious Kirigiri would be chopped into pieces by this crazy woman in mourning clothes. Weapon fragments.

The yellow-haired boy was naturally Yan Qing. He was supposed to be lying in the Danding Division, but he was tied up into a rice dumpling by a rope that had broken through the window early in the morning. When he opened his eyes again, he found that Jingliu was holding one hand. The end of the rope held his back collar with one hand, and brought him to the abyss in a way that was almost like a "leap".

It was very cold, and Yanqing's legs were trembling. However, as soon as he heard that Jingliu said that he was competing with others in swordsmanship, he was immediately filled with energy. He dispelled the coldness with his warm blood, and competed with the swordsman who came here later. Fight together.

That's right, the woman in mourning clothes who is beating Yan Qing at this moment is our tragically transgendered Sister Dian Dao, Blade.

But counting the time... In fact, the seven days of negative effects caused by using the "Devil's Induction" that can suppress the demon's Yin body have long passed, but the fact is that it has not. When Blade woke up this morning, he found that his chest was still feeling heavy. .

He called the madman at the headquarters, but the madman who loved to watch theater in the past refused to answer the phone as if he was fertilized. Even if he asked the silver wolf to entrust Sam to knock on the door, it was useless. This discovery really shocked the blade. Annoyed.

Just when she arrived at the Xianlong Temple, Jingliu threw a sandbag over to her. When the already unhappy Ren saw Yanqing rushing up to him screaming, he really let go and beat her. .

As for the reason why she came here... there are two points. The first is that she was invited by Jingliu, and the second is that she received Elio's revelation about [destiny]. Otherwise, Sister Dian Dao would definitely not even think about beating her to death. Wandering around in this body.

And in the center of the Xianlong Temple.

Jingliu silently looked at Yanqing, who was fighting with the sword, sometimes frowning, sometimes relaxing, as if he was thinking whether to intervene or not.

Dan Heng, who had disappeared from the train for a few days, was now standing next to Jingliu. He looked at the blade that Yanqing had beaten not far away, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently.

If Jing Luming hadn't said it, if he hadn't seen the deathly silence and madness in the eyes of the woman in mourning clothes, he still wouldn't be able to believe that this unevenness was the same. Sister Heisi, who is 1.82 meters tall, will be the blade that has been chasing her for almost her whole life.

"Okay, that's enough."

Jingliu beside Dan Heng suddenly stood up. Although his eyes were covered by black gauze, the right hand he stretched out in an instant firmly grasped the blade that had been cut off by the blade. At the same time, he saved the man who was almost forced by the blade. Yanqing is in desperate situation.

"Big...big sister? Your hands..."

Yanqing's eyes widened as he looked at Jingliu's right hand that directly held the blade of the sword, and then...he became even more confused.

Because Jingliu's hand was not injured at all, but her right hand holding the sword suddenly felt numb. She felt as if she had been struck by a piece of ten thousand-year-old ice. The force of the shock was enough for her to drink a pot. Yes.

"Jingliu...you..."

Just as Ren was about to say something, he saw that Jingliu didn't care about him at all, but turned around.

At the same time, Jingliu looked outside the Xianlong Temple and said to himself,

"It seems... everyone has arrived..."