Su Bian Cultivation World

It was an accident that Pillow Frost was on the border of the battlefield.

Before that, Jiaotu threw a new invention on him in a panic. If it was named according to the function of that invention, it could probably be called a portable teleportation boundary membrane channel.

But Jiaotu's own grasp of this little thing is not yet clear, so although he moved the Zhenshuangliu away in an instant, he couldn't accurately locate the position where the Zhenshuangliu would appear.

So it was a coincidence, so undead, Zhenshuangliu smashed into the center of the two fighting monks openly.

If the positioning of Jiao Tuna's invention was a bit more biased, Zhenshuangliu might fly directly into the Xuanwu world, and fall directly into the enemy's base camp with a bang.

But even now, Zhen Shuangliu's anger has accumulated enough.

He had just been poured with poisonous water by Xuanwu against the current - the poison was still produced by himself - and he had been beaten by Xuanwu before.Now, when he saw that the battlefield was full of the colors of the battle suits from the Xuanwu Realm, he lost his temper on the spot and started killing.

Zhen Shuangliu's character is a yin and yang eccentricity recognized by the Three Thousand Worlds, and when he is furious, it makes people feel that he is in danger.

Although he has a bad temper and weird temper in front of Luo Jiujiang, he is always a competent master.In fact, many people would rather die than offend him if they were outside.

Compared with what Zhenshuangliu did when he came to the battlefield on the first day, the scene where Luo Jiujiang released Huang Qi, who was a town snake, and thousands of snakes to town the field at the last banquet in the White Tiger Realm before, can be regarded as small.

As one of the few remaining Mahayana monks in the world, he beat everyone present like cutting melons and vegetables.

Zhenshuangliu slaughtered the field neatly.He was slaughtering again and again, slaughtering left and right.This matter is cumbersome to say, but in fact the whole process did not take more than a quarter of an hour.

After he had slaughtered these four times, there was basically nothing left in the entire battle boundary except his own people.

Oh, by the way, Zhen Shuangliu survived in the end, because he wanted to ask where he was now.

All in all, under the magical arrangement of fate, Zhenshuangliu replaced the original command of this battlefield.

In fact, his arrival has affected the unspoken rules that the warring parties have always tacitly agreed to.

Generally speaking, the foundation-building monks will fight against the foundation-building monks in large numbers, and the Jindan Nascent Soul will fight against each other before and at the end of each battle. As for the Nascent Soul and above...it's not yet that time.

As a result, a mahayana pillow frost flow fell from the sky, breaking all the balance in an instant.

Of course, no matter how the monks in the Xuanwu world looked at the sky, no Xuanwu would suddenly fall from the sky.

Zhen Shuangliu almost killed the opponent's world border base camp that day. Even if he no longer fights in person, the opponent still showed cowardice towards him.

Because during these days, the people in the Xuanwu world only used the foundation-building monks to make a fuss, but no longer sent Jindan and Nascent Soul monks. Obviously they were very afraid of being taken over by Zhenshuangliu.

Zhenshuangliu didn't bother to pay attention to them.

This kind of battlefield arrangement is convenient for You Su. Young Master You has made rapid progress in this relatively safe environment. It is said that he can now draw bandages out of thin air.

He also painted a painting of Han Qianling's soul.

At that time, Zhenshuangliu happened to have something going on, and he was taken aback when he saw the shadow of a blue dragon in the camp. After discovering the source of the blue dragon, his face instantly became a little weird.

He asked You Su: "What's going on?"

You Su, a pure and kind-hearted silly boy, doesn't know how to read people's faces, and thinks that the Spirit Snake Lord is also happy for him.He replied sincerely: "Brother Luo and Leader Han are both good people. It is my honor to be able to use the two of you in the painting."

Zhen Shuangliu took a deep breath, turned around and left without saying anything.

His footsteps were very heavy, and You Su looked at his back, thinking that Master Spirit Snake was embarrassed when he heard himself praising Brother Luo?

I really didn't expect that Senior Pillow turned out to be such an old-fashioned and warm-hearted person!

……

Zhenshuangliu is looking at military excerpts.

He originally wanted to return to the Spirit Snake Realm a few days ago, but the Xuanwu Realm has been more entangled with Dou recently, and the front line is really worried that the other party is cheating, so he dare not let Zhen Shuangliu leave easily.

But according to Zhen Shuangliu's eccentric disposition, it is inevitable that he will have a temper if he stays here with patience.Therefore, in the past few days, the monks in the camp saw him and took a detour.

Military brochures are usually wholesaled on the same day, and most of them are composed of trivial and important things. Therefore, due to the consideration of cost and complexity, jade slips are usually not used, and they are just written on paper, which is a bit like a small note handed over.

It is also convenient for Zhenshuangliu - he has not been in the mood recently, and used his spiritual sense to return the contents of the jade slips one by one.

He entrusted the important work of answering the notebook to a snake.

Like now, there is a red snake sitting on his desk, opening a book for him with his head.Zhen Shuangliu glanced at it, and said impatiently, "Kill."

Chi Lian Snake flicked its tail, and threw the booklet on the table, and not far away, a small snake with a pattern like bamboo knots, separated by sections, crawled over.It has a cinnabar pen wrapped around its snake tail, and it has crossed it very skillfully.

Mo Luo had just entered the room when he saw this scene, and immediately realized that Zhen Shuangliu was in a bad mood, and he was playing a demon again.

He coughed lightly and called out in a low voice, "Master."

Zhen Shuangliu raised his eyelids: "Where's Bai Lian?"

"I was pulled over by Mr. You and turned into a prototype as a reference for the soul of painting."

Zhen Shuangliu sneered, "You Huazhi's old stallion can give birth to such pure and good offspring. I don't know how many years he has been eating vegetarian food and burning incense for a few lifetimes—this one will also be killed."

The bamboo snake skillfully strikes the fork.

Mo Luo was ashamed and didn't comment on these words.

He just reported: "In the Spirit Snake Realm, Master Cangjiang replied that everything is fine. I just heard that he is not satisfied with the throne in the main hall?"

"Tear it down and rebuild it for him, according to his preferences." There is no need to hesitate about this question, Zhen Shuangliu replied decisively: "It's all up to him, Cangjiang's words are my words——If you continue to kill, you will be sentenced to death by ten thousand snakes." .”

The bamboo snake silently took the fold, and drew many small crosses on it.

Mo Luo coughed again: "But I heard that he still likes the group of snakes carved on the back of the chair...especially the spirit snake with the crown on the top of the group of snakes."

Zhen Shuangliu cheered up a little bit: "Really? Cang Jiang likes it? Then use the exact same carving. Who was the craftsman who cast that chair back then? Get him back—what the hell is this!" Hurry up and kill me today!"

The bamboo snake drew a lightning shape on the fork, which looks like a thunderbolt.

Mo Luo laughed dumbfoundedly.

He took a step forward silently, and lowered his voice even more ambiguously: "My lord, why don't you ask, but why doesn't Qu Cangjiang like that chair?"

"..."

Zhen Shuangliu frowned and raised her eyes to look at him, finally realizing that something was wrong with her down-to-earth subordinate today.

Mo Luo looked at Zhen Shuangliu's face without hesitation, and he smiled at Zhen Shuangliu, his smile was full of the background color of Que Cangjiang.

"Mo Luo" took another step forward, and now the jade pendant on his waist has faintly touched the book case on the pillow.His eyes were warm and bright, with round pupils, clearly belonging to a human being rather than a cold-blooded snake.

The effect of the disguise faded from his face like a tide.

"Because that chair was too cold, you didn't keep the temperature for me." Que Cangjiang teased and complained, "Of course, I especially like that snooty little snake."

It was obviously an accident that he appeared here. Under the sudden and powerful surprise, Zhen Shuangliu was obviously a little dazed and lost his way.

He subconsciously approved a scripture he had just read: "I'll kill this too—oh, be gentle, be gentle, and give me a good meal."

The bamboo snake puffed up its beady eyes sadly, and looked up sadly.After it was crossed as usual, it really didn't know what pattern to use to express these complicated requirements, and finally it simply took two steps forward, and caught the loveless self in the folder.

But Cang Jiang laughed loudly holding the desk, his smile was bright and straightforward, as if the torment of the ghost had not left half an inch of mark on him.

As if he was afraid that his pillow would flow, but Cangjiang said softly: "It's true, the heart can beat, it's alive."

That's right, Zhen Shuangliu thought, he had already reshaped Cangjiang's body with Daoyuan.

He stretched out his hand cautiously, facing Que Cangjiang's fingertips.After all, You Ming had some influence on Que Cangjiang, and his body temperature was always cold.However, as the host of the spirit snake, Zhenshuangliu's body temperature is also quite low.

The same cold fingertips touched each other, and no one was frozen.

There are only two hot hearts ironed in the chest, exuding warmth.

Zhen Shuangliu closed her eyes contentedly, and sighed, "Cangjiang..."

But Cangjiang smiled and said, "Come here to pick you up."

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Jiaotu knew who the puppet he gave Xuanwu was, but Xuanwu himself was obviously completely ignorant of it.

From this point of view, it is better to be illiterate than illiterate.

From before to now, Xuanwu has always been a first-class self-centered person. Because of this, he has the confidence that there is no second in the entire three thousand worlds.

He believed that since Jiaotu gave him the puppet, it must be a finished product.Because no one in the world would dare to lie to him.

... He was wrong, and he was wrong too much.

Just after Xuanwu stuffed a piece of spiritual consciousness into the puppet, he felt that the puppet had vaguely blocked his spiritual consciousness.

This is a feeling that makes Xuanwu feel extremely strange and awkward, as if he actively restrained his hands and feet, wrapped himself tightly in layers of silkworm cocoons, and then contacted the outside world through a dozen layers of thick protective covers.

Although the puppet didn't stumble when it moved, the consciousness that manipulated the puppet already felt clumsy.

Has human beings always felt this way since birth?

Xuanwu was puzzled by this, but still confidently manipulated the puppet to walk out.

That puppet bore his face, and no one dared to stop him when he walked through the entire Xuanwu world.However, after leaving the thirteen worlds occupied by the Xuanwu Realm, they just plunged into the battlefield.

Just happened to meet Zhenshuangliu and Que Cangjiang who came out to spend the night before and fall in love, and passed by here by the way.

In the first half of Zhen Shuangliu's life, he only had reverence and fear for Xuanwu, but no fear and anger like allergies.

However, since the moment Cang Jiang died, there was hatred, sensitivity, and the dark fire that was tormenting in his internal organs day and night.

The fire went straight to Tianling, and even burned in his eyes, like two ghostly will-o'-the-wisps, which lasted for a hundred years, and were only extinguished by two lines of muddy tears on the day of reunion.

In short, Zhenshuangliu can't see Xuanwu.

Almost only at the moment when the puppet appeared on the edge of Zhenshuangliu's consciousness, Zhenshuangliu's mind was full of alarms.

Like an ordinary person who was overly frightened in wars, floods, and earthquakes, he was immediately aroused to react far beyond the normal defense range.

So in an instant, Que Cangjiang saw Zhen Shuangliu's expression was wrong.The next moment, Zhenshuangliu's shadow suddenly disappeared from Que Cangjiang's side, and appeared in front of the Xuanwu puppet in the blink of an eye.

The thick poisonous mist instantly covered the puppet's eyes, and Xuanwu only had time to distinguish the figure of Zhenshuangliu who had just fought not long ago, when the sound of material being corroded came from the puppet.

Xuanwu tried to speak, but found that the puppet did not provide this function?

What's wrong, humans are not dumb!

He was still trying to play with this puppet, trying to develop the combat function of the human puppet, Zhen Shuangliu pulled out two short daggers, and he had already dismantled his parts everywhere.

Xuanwu: "..."

It was only when the mechanical Xuanwu corpses were scattered all over the place, and the heart, lungs and intestines made of spirit stones were arranged like a small stall, Zhen Shuangliu breathed a sigh of relief.

With one foot, he smashed the central spiritual core removed from the brain of "Xuanwu", and slowly exhaled a breath of depression.

It wasn't until this moment that the overtightened string in his mind stopped, and he stopped screaming warnings.

But Cangjiang quickly relocated to Zhenshuangliu's trail, and immediately appeared by his side.When he lowered his head suddenly, he saw the face that belonged to Xuanwu that had been removed from the ground, and he couldn't help being slightly startled.

"what happened?"

"It's just a puppet." Zhen Shuangliu pretended to be relaxed.

But Cangjiang saw that he was wrong, but didn't say anything.He silently raised his arm to rest on Zhen Shuangliu's shoulder, and slowly stroked Zhen Shuangliu's back with the other hand.

After a few back and forth, Zhen Shuangliu's tense body slowly relaxed, and his reason returned to his head.

"It's just a puppet." Zhen Shuangliu rubbed the center of his brows, turned his eyes to the ground, and looked at the pile of things that he had dismantled to a horrible level.

He raised the corners of his lips, and said mockingly: "I don't know who made it. This kind of weak chicken puppet with Xuanwu's face will die when it comes out. I think the puppet master has a grudge against Xuanwu, right?"

……

Coincidentally, Xuanwu thought so too.

He is overconfident in himself, but he is not mentally retarded.

From the moment the puppet died under Zhen Shuangliu's hands, or in other words, from the moment Xuanwu discovered that the puppet couldn't even make a sound, he was already full of doubts about Jiaotu.

At this moment, he no longer has the puppet parts in his hands, but it does not prevent him from appearing in Jiaotu's bedroom with a single thought, and aggressively questioning the creator of this moth.

"What happened to the puppet you gave me?"

Xuanwu narrowed his eyes dangerously, thinking that it was the spirit snake that Jiaotu sent away with his own hands at that time, and then thinking that it was the spirit snake that dismantled the puppet today, he was very suspicious of this situation.

Will there be such a coincidence in the world?It was obvious that Spirit Snake and Jiaotu had established diplomatic relations.

Jiaotu didn't speak, he swallowed, trying to let every pore of his sweat exude an innocent smell.

Xuanwu obviously didn't care about his tricks.He picked up Jiaotu and asked forcefully, "How do you connect with Spirit Snake?"

Jiaotu: "..." Where did he get in touch with Spirit Snake?

Maybe because this thought was too sincere, Xuanwu let go of this question for the time being.

He turned to ask: "What kind of rubbish is the puppet you gave me?!"

Jiaotu turned his brain quickly, trying to weave all the reasons for himself.

He spoke slowly, partly out of excuses and partly because he was really not used to talking.

Jiaotu explained awkwardly: "Because, people, human beings, are originally, just, stupid..."

This is a genius excuse!

How close this answer is to Xuanwu's heart!

At that moment, Jiaotu almost thought that he was saved, but he didn't want Xuanwu to tighten his hand again.

Compared to just now, Xuanwu's voice has been lowered by another tone.He sneered, "Jiaotu, you think I'm stupid."

Jiaotu: "..."

What?He actually discovered Xuanwu? !

How did Xuanwu discover it? He obviously can't even make the simplest core components of wooden cows and horses!

How can this be?This is not in line with the principle!