[Thunderbolt] The dragon sings for Qinghua

Jianzi was pressed on the wound by Long Su, and a drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead. It was not pain, but frightening. He was afraid that Long Su would be unhappy, so he pulled out the golden sword on his chest regardless. Although he knew that the possibility of this was very small, But he is still afraid, after all, Long Su has always been willful.

"Jianzi, you haven't answered yet, how serious is your injury?"

"Long Su, if you take your hand away, I think, I should be able to hold on to the holy water of the proud laughing mortal..." So quickly take your hand away...don't be scary...

"Jianzi, I have always had a question."

Looking down at Long Su's hand that had never left the wound, Jian Zi sat upright and said, "Ask."

"Western wind was blowing up the building that day, my merchant, but you hit it on purpose?"

Jianzi quickly weighed the consequences of answering intentionally and unintentionally in his heart, and said decisively and solemnly: "I was in a hurry to draw the sword, and it was purely accidental that Gu Chen fell above Pishang."

"Is it?"

Seeing Long Su narrowing his eyes dangerously, Jianzi said calmly, "Naturally."

"How about those Pearls of the East China Sea that you knocked to the ground?"

"Yeah, Long Su, these are just external things, not to mention the wealth of friends, it's nothing to worry about."

"Jianzi, you are wrong."

Jianzi tried to move his body away from the dragon head's hand, but he found that as long as there was a tendency to move, the blood in his body would rush to the golden sword.

"Oh? Jianzi would like to hear more about it." Not daring to move again, Jianzi sat down solemnly, expressing that he was listening attentively.

"If it was in the past, Long Su didn't care, but now I am a dragon swimming in shallow water, and a tiger falls in Pingyang, and I don't even have Mu Xianfeng by my side, my friend..." With a free hand, he wrapped the sword hanging on his chest A strand of white hair asked with a smile: "Longsu has nothing to live on now, so now I don't ask Jianzi, you will return to me the original amount owed in the past, but on that day, outside the west wind of Shulou, there is a I don’t know if my friend can return the pearls of the East China Sea on the Shang Sword one by one, so as to relieve Long Su’s imminent crisis?”

"..."

Long Su bit the word 'one one' rather heavily, and he paused for a moment when he said it. Jianzi couldn't help but think of the portrait that Long Su drew for him not long ago. Jianzi really wanted to ask the hand that was always on the chest, which of the two of them is darker...

Jianzi slightly raised his eyes to look at Longsu who had been bending over him, and sighed faintly: "Longsu, so many days have passed since that day, even if Jianzi has a heart, I'm afraid that at this time, the west wind in the sparse building will There's nothing out there."

Long Su smiled, and a bloody red light flashed in his eyes: "Long Su's things, even if they are discarded as dust, without my consent, who would dare to touch them? So you don't need to talk too much about the question of whether those beads are still in place or not." consider."

"..." No, Long Su, you have misunderstood, I am not worried at all whether those pearls will be taken away by other greedy people...

After coughing a few times, Jianzi said that those who know current affairs are heroes.

"Since my friend said so, then when Jianzi recovers from his injury in the future, I will be a friend and take it all back."

"What day is the coming day?" During the questioning, Long Su leaned forward again, and the tips of their noses immediately touched each other.

The distance was too close, Jianzi's heart skipped a beat, but his face remained motionless.

"What day my friends say is what day it is."

"Okay." Long Su smiled, and the faint dimples on both sides of his cheeks showed that he was in a very good mood at the moment. Suddenly, his eyes moved slightly, and he straightened up. The hand that was covering the sword's wound also fell on him. On his shoulders: "Longsu has a friend like this. It is really a blessing in three lives. Then I first wish my friend a speedy recovery." After finishing speaking, the figure turned around, the purple light scattered, and the person disappeared.

"..." Did you come all the way here just to force me to pick up pearls for you... Jianzi stared into the distance silently, speechless...

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