[Thunderbolt] The dragon sings for Qinghua

Sensing the Buddha power melted into his body, Long Su, who closed his eyes, moved his brows and immediately gushed out a suction force towards the incoming Buddha power. His own Buddha power was absorbed into his own body.

The name of the peak of the Three Religions is not only because of the tacit understanding between the three of them, not only because they are outstanding enough to become representatives of the Three Religions, but also because their own skills complement each other. Of course, there is the earliest coincidence here There are also future intentions.

The Confucian holy energy in Long Su's body, who was fighting tenaciously, suddenly changed his weak state and rushed towards Xiebingwei crazily after meeting the Buddhist holy energy.

Then Fojian sensed the surge of dark power around him, his eyes darkened, but he didn't move after all, but let Long Su absorb the power of Buddha and the surrounding dark power into his body.

There was no light in the pagoda, and I don't know how long it had passed, Long Su finally woke up from the long sedation, as soon as he opened his eyes, the golden glazed pupils glowed with a cold metallic luster, cold and ruthless.

"Long Su!" Fojian's heart tightened, and the name of Long Su blurted out.

"Friend." Seemingly hearing the tension in the voice of the Buddha sword, the cold light in Long Su's eyes faded and a smile appeared: "Thank you, friend, for your protection, Long Su."

Fojian just wanted to say that it's good that you're fine, but Long Su, who was half leaning on him, moved his body, tilted his head slightly, and a cold softness brushed the corner of his mouth.

It was an unintentional touch at first, but when he noticed that the body of the Buddha sword that was half hugging him suddenly froze, a look of malice flashed in Long Su's eyes, and he clasped his hands on the neck of the Buddha sword: "Buddha sword, your reflection It really made Long Su feel mixed."

Fojian stared at Long Su with a stiff body, he knew that he should push away the person who was hanging on him now, so when he closed his eyes, Fojian pushed Long Su away with a force that shouldn't appear, Long Su seemed to have expected At ordinary times, he took a few steps back steadily following the strength of the Buddha sword.

"It seems that no matter what kind of man it is, as long as it gets out of bed, it will definitely become ruthless."

"Long Su!"

From the raised voice, Long Su could clearly distinguish the embarrassment in Buddha Sword's voice, straightened his clothes, Long Su smiled at Buddha Sword's faintly flushed face: "Buddha Sword, you still have There is a little bit of Xiebingwei's power remaining, and this is enough to help you lure out the people who have been coveting Xibingwei by your side, and if you leave this tower, you will be the enemy who is chasing after me."

After a moment of surprise, Fojian understood Long Su's meaning.

"Well, what about the Xiebingwei in your body?"

Long Su stretched out his hand and a dark purple vitality rose from his hand. The Buddha Sword felt the vitality carefully, but found that this force was neither good nor evil, and he couldn't detect where it came from.

He actually refined the Xiebingwei that he had been unable to dissolve all this time, Fojian nodded silently and then narrowed his eyes slightly: "Long Su, what is the matter of laughing at the world of mortals?"

Speaking of laughing at the world of mortals, Fojian saw that the smiling eyes on Longsu's face turned cold again in an instant, as if he came to ask for his crimes outside Shulou Xifeng that day, and couldn't help pointing at Longsu with the Buddha certificate It was the same as the piercing gaze at that time, and it hurt him from the cold.

"Buddha sword, beyond Shulou Xifeng, isn't that sword enough?"

Long Su has no accessories on his body, only a purple gown with his hands behind his back, his eyes are as clear and cold as ice, except for the gorgeousness and superficial elegance, what the Buddha sword sees is the same deep-rooted solitude as graceful and elegant.

"Long Su..." Fojian looked at Long Su, he was not good at words at the moment, and he didn't know what to say. He regretted that sword, but he knew that if it happened again, he would still make the same decision to stab that sword...

"Long Su, I want to know the real reason."

He is really an upright and serious Buddhist, Long Su sighed in his heart, but he didn't dismiss the Buddha sword as perfunctorily as he dismissed the sword, but asked casually: "Buddha sword, you and I have known each other for many years, right?"

"kindness."

"At that time, I was not the Confucian Long Su, and you were not the Buddha's sword."

"kindness."

Long Su looked at the Buddha sword that had obviously softened, and the coldness in his eyes melted a little.

"The world of Confucianism was established by me. Buddha sword, tell me, if there is someone Shulou Longsu wants to kill in this world, what will happen to this person?"

"Even if there is no world of Confucianism, the person you want to kill, no matter what the reason, will only end in one end." Fojian answered Long Su's question honestly, and then raised his eyebrows: "Since you have no intention of killing Aoxiao Hongchen, why are you so angry?" To seize the sword manual or even..."

"Did I really take the sword manual? Buddha sword, I don't want to talk about this issue, if Long Su's life is to survive..." Long Su's eyes showed murderous intent, Buddha sword stepped forward and held Long Su's hand between his brows. hand.

"I see." He is definitely a person who does not know how to change things. It is true that Long Su's actions are not authentic, but in the end he was just talking. There are not many living people left in this world.

At this moment, Fojian inevitably turned his heart to Long Su.

That's it?Long Su can't react, but you can understand in just one sentence, then what did you want when you ran to Shulou Xifeng aggressively and not only demolished your house, but also stabbed him with a sword...

That's all, Long Su held the hand of the Buddha sword and leaned forward, rubbed the Buddha sword's ear and murmured a few words, and then bounced out like a bow.

The purple light is like lightning, and behind him, the holy light of the Buddha is like a shadow.