[Thunderbolt] The dragon sings for Qinghua

In the darkness, Jianzi and Longsu landed here at the same pace, and the silent environment was broken by a doubtful moan after Jianzi looked around.

"There's no one here anymore."

Jianzi pressed down the bad feeling in his heart: "Could it be an empty city plan?"

"Then you go inside to inquire, and I will prick you outside."

Jianzi stretched out his hand to block Long Su's way: "Advance and retreat together, so we can have a support."

Without refusing, Long Su agreed.

After the two of them took a few steps inward, Jianzi stopped suddenly: "It smells strange."

"It's gunpowder, alas, it's not good!"

There was a bad sound, the loud noise suddenly shook the ground, a raging flame was ignited, the chaotic world collapsed, and the darkness instantly turned into ruins.

With Long Su in front and Jian Zi in the back, the two rushed out.

"Hey, it's a step slower."

"Jianzi Xianji, I hope you can explain this process well!"

Jianzi turned his head, only to see the figure of Long Su leaving angrily, and there was another helpless lament, Jianzi resigned to his fate and raised his feet to chase after Long Su who had disappeared.

"En? Why is there anger on your face?"

When Long Su, who returned to the palace lamp curtain, saw the Buddha sword parting, his face full of anger was slightly startled, and then he passed the Buddha sword expressionlessly and sat down. Mu Xianfeng served a cup of hot tea obediently, but saw Long Su's stern, especially angry face retreated to the corner without saying anything.

Jian Zi, who hurriedly chased Long Su from behind, was surprised when he saw Buddha Sword: "Buddha Sword, why are you here? How is your injury?"

"It's okay, what happened?" Although Fojian asked Jianzi, his eyes fell on Long Su.

Jianzi smiled wryly: "Long Su and I wanted to attack Ye Chongsheng first, but the other party..."

"Enough." Long Su's cold drink full of anger was accompanied by the sound of teacups and stone tables being broken: "Sword Immortal, Ye Rebirth can arrange gunpowder, obviously it has been expected that you will go to fight in the darkness, now you are not Can you give me a reasonable explanation?"

Jianzi gave a vague acknowledgment, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Seeing this, Long Su sneered: "Isn't it too late to say something now?"

"This..." Jianzi glanced at the Buddha sword on the side, and the Buddha sword frowned and looked at the angry Long Su with some concern.

Seeing that Buddha Sword ignored him, Jianzi flashed his eyes: "Long Su, it's a long story..."

"What made you hesitate so much?" As if thinking of something, Long Su's angry face suddenly showed three points of astonishment and disbelief: "Could it be!"

Facing Shanglong Su Fengrui's frightened and angry gaze, Jianzi's face froze, slightly lowered his head and turned aside, and said in a low voice: "This...is exactly what you think...Ning Anxuebian and the translation were reborn by Ye Take it back."

Long Su's body trembled, Jianzi couldn't help but defend himself: "Long Su, this was an accident..."

"Accident! What an accident!" The anger in his heart reached the extreme, a red glow suddenly flashed in Long Su's dark gold eyes, and the dark power was faintly swaying. On his shoulder: "Long Su, calm down."

Brushing away his shoulders and hands, the dragon head pushed the Buddha sword towards the sword: "I'm very calm." Taking a deep breath, the bead curtain on Long Su's body was still slightly trembling back and forth: "I agree I entrusted Ning Anxuebian, which records my weakness and the evolution method of my mortal enemy, together with the translation, for your safekeeping, not because I need the trust of the righteous way, and I need your sword son Xianji as my butler..." There was a pause , Long Su suddenly closed his eyes, and let go of the finger he had just stretched out to Jianzi because of the accusation.

After being quiet for a long time, just when Jianzi was about to speak again to explain, Long Su opened his eyes, and there was nothing left in his star-like eyes except for a faint coldness.

He opened his mouth, and under Long Su's stare as if he was looking at a stranger, Jian Zi seemed to be strangled by someone's neck, and could no longer make a sound.

"Forget it, this is the end of the matter, I have nothing to say." A trace of tiredness flashed across his brows, and Long Su lifted his foot and walked out.

"Long Su, where are you going?" In Jianzi's silence, Buddha Sword stopped Long Su.

Without looking back, Long Su kept walking: "To save my life, I retreated to the mountains to wait for the time to clear."

"Long Su." After walking a few steps quickly, the sword grabbed Long Su's arm and stopped Long Su from continuing to move forward: "This is too passive. Now that the Buddha sword is here, we can turn to the guest , find the base camp of Ye Rebirth together and destroy it in one fell swoop."

The corner of Long Su's mouth was a series of unstoppable sneers: "No need, Long Su's injury is not healed, and he has been running around for you for days. It's too much work. Anyway, you have the Buddha sword to help. It is still unknown who will win and who will lose." Count." After speaking, he tried hard to break his arm out of the sword's hand.

Jianzi refused to let go, and also increased his strength, with a look of injury on his face: "Isn't it too cruel to do this?"

"Thinking?" Long Su moved his arm with strength, and the sword was shocked to take a step back and let go, and then saw Long Su's language sarcastically said: "So you and Long Su still have feelings for each other?"

Without taking another look at Jianzi, Long Su disappeared behind the lantern curtain in a single turn.

"Jianzi, Long Su's weakness? Ning's blood-thirsty debate? And Ye Chongsheng, you deliberately lost the book to let Long Su stand on the right path, so that the world will no longer doubt the position of Long Su, who is already a bloodthirsty person question?"

"I didn't lose the book on purpose." Well... Although he didn't try his best to get it back after losing it, facing the insightful gaze of the Buddha sword, Jian Zi spread his hands: "I never thought that Long Su would move like this A lot of anger." You know, Long Su's self-cultivation is very good on weekdays, especially when people in the Confucian school are happy and calm when encountering things, no matter how emotional they are, they seldom show emotions, Long Su is even more so. It may not be possible to see an obvious mood swing in hundreds of years...

Thinking about it this way, Jianzi was saddened by being questioned by Long Su, and suddenly felt a little satisfaction for no reason. Look, how many people in this world can make Long Su lose his temper in Shulou? (←←I always feel that this gentleman has shaken M...)

Seeing Jianzi's seemingly self-satisfied smile at this moment, Fojian's hand hanging by his side moved slightly. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Fojian always felt that the Buddha's card on his back seemed to want to get out of its sheath.

When Jianzi met the Buddha Sword's gaze, his spine shuddered inexplicably. He took a half step back and looked at the Buddha Sword with doubts in his eyes.