[Thunderbolt] The dragon sings for Qinghua

"It really is Deng Jiuwu." In the rustling forest, Jianzi looked into the distance, his eyes slightly cold.

"It's really magnificent." Long Su looked at the swaying sedan chair that was gradually approaching in the distance and said with emotion to the sword next to him.

Jianzi, who was waiting for the sedan chair, couldn't help looking at Long Su who was beside him at this moment. In terms of style, who in this difficult situation can surpass the Confucianism?Who in the Confucianism sect can be more majestic than the man beside him who can shine even in the dark?

Seeing Jianzi's gaze, Long Su shook his fan in a good mood. The three religions are the most difficult situation. Among the three religions, Buddhism claims that everything is external to the body, while Taoism advocates nature. Although Confucianism also claims to be It has the responsibility to educate all peoples, but unlike Buddhism and Taoism, it is more proficient in classics and Confucianism, so it is normal that Confucianism is the most luxurious among the three religions.

"Those pearls you picked up in the palace lantern curtain, Long Su gave them away."

Seeing Long Su's face as if he was flattering himself, Jianzi resolutely refocused his attention on today's target, and he firmly refused to admit that he was rich or anything!

"Leave the first two to me, and Deng Jiuwu to you."

Long Su flicked his fan when he heard the words: "Jianzi, I already said that the Dendrobium pearls will be given to you, if you continue to take advantage of it like this, it's not right..."

Jianzi shook Fu Chen at Long Su, blinked innocently, and then sighed helplessly: "Well, then I will only suffer." As soon as the words stopped, the figure floated, and in the blink of an eye, Gu Chen's sword shadow was anxious Shooting Shadow Flowing Spring.

The fairy trails are misty, the sword is gone, the flowing springs are flying, and the shadows are strange.

Long Su looked at Jianzi who was already fighting with the little demons, and suddenly felt that his back teeth were itchy again. There is always a kind of people in this world who neither remember to eat nor beat, which makes people gnash their teeth. Yu Que would also like to be patient, but...

While mentioning his skills, Long Su thought that the previous way of settling accounts seemed too light, otherwise Jian Zi would not have forgotten so quickly.

Thinking about how to toss the sword in his heart, Long Su didn't waste time in his hand, and he teleported towards Deng Jiuwu's sedan chair under the strength of his luck.

There was a sound of "Good time" coming from the sedan chair, Long Su's hand moved up and down, and the probing move collided with the palm wind from the sedan chair. Losing his patience, he slapped the sword away and pierced Deng Jiuwu's sedan chair with the sword of the summit.

Deng Jiuwu's eyes sank, and the movement of his palms firmly fixed the sword stabbing down from above. When Long Su let go, the sword quickly turned a few times and was drawn back from under Deng Jiuwu's palms. At this moment, Deng Jiuwu's sedan chair pulled back a distance of ten feet in an instant, and his palm was ready to be released.

There was a sudden chill behind Long Su's back, and his innate intuition made him instantly realize that something was wrong. Just as he was about to make a move, a white mist suddenly covered everyone's sight. Jianzi Long Su followed the opponent's breath and approached carefully, back to back Guard each other for possible murderous opportunities around them.

Just as Jianzi was concentrating on holding the sword, a bloody smell suddenly rushed into his nose...