Ying Fengse was shocked.
Although the feathered sheep god did not respond positively to the continued decision of the surrender realm, even the other three feathered sheep gods were forced to decide the outcome in reality. Compared with the atmosphere of the fish-dead death toll tonight, it is unlikely that there will be a surrender realm in the future.
Without the need to transport the people of Qigong out of Longting Mountain, the Feathered Sheep God has no intention of entangling the Qianlin Society anymore. Bing Wuye has lost the value of exploitation for him?
Sure enough, Bing Wuye was quiet for a moment before nodding: It turns out that it is not the bamboo tiger and rabbit who are in danger tonight, but me.The feathered god smiled and said: So, your explanation is very important.Although we are the only two of us left in the Mu character, I would like to be in love with each other. But we are in the Blood Armor Sect, and it is more appropriate to love each other.
Blood Armor Sect!
Bing Wuye... is actually a person from the Blood Armor Sect!
How is this... possible?Ying Fengse could hardly believe his ears.
Wei Wuyin's name is not true, and it is no surprise that he mistakenly believes in the traitor, but the leader of the Four Spirits is the only hero in Qigong in the past four hundred years. His martial arts and wisdom are the world's best, and all his veins are convinced. Bing Wuye is a few of his best friends whom he has recognized. How could he be a secret stake in the martial arts world's most evil blood armor gate?
(This, this must be a mistake, or there is something hidden...)
He had no need to defend Bing Wuye blindly, and he didn't even like this person.
But this matter is related to Ying Wuyou's wisdom of knowing people. What hit him the most admired and the palace master who has been the most admired by the Nine Yangshan veins since the Sword Qi Palace. What hurts the supreme pride of the scale clan, but only this section of Ying Feng and the color cannot be accepted.
I am not a member of the Blood Armor Sect, you are.
Xing Bing Wuye was unshakable. Although his tone was light, he did not hesitate at all. It almost made the young man forget that he was in danger and applauded and cheered for him.I am from Youmingyu. I have been going up the mountain at the age of five and have never been a disciple of Qigong.You are just using the evidence that I killed Xiao Hanlei and threatened me to submit. If you say it a thousand times and ten thousand times, you can't change this fact.
(It's true!)
Although it sounded very bad to kill Xiao Hanlei, Bing Wuye's words were so loud that Ying Fengse didn't care about why he attacked his nominal master.After all, there are too many bad masters, and maybe there are some of them that deserve to be damned.
But the feathered god smiled and said: Your parents are the descendants of the wood part of my Xuejiamen. The word "ye" in your name is embedded with a wood, which is exactly proof.Unfortunately, the two of them followed the ancestral system and killed each other. None of them survived to explain the origin to you and impart the spirit of our sect, which caused the fallen leaves to leave the roots. They were also incompetent and would not be unfair to die.
Although Xiao Hanlei is a secret stake in the Tuzi tribe who entered the Qi Palace, unfortunately his qualifications are too poor. He can't beat him, and he probably wants to get you in. In the future, the two generations will join forces to fight a man who is in his old age and regain his power.I didn't expect you to be too good at playing, and you're a fool. You're so sexy, and you've killed nothing on your own. The more you look at it, the more annoying you, she tricked you and Xie Hanjing into Qiweigu and removed two thorns in your side.
Ying Fengse was shocked when she heard it. After thinking about it, Xiao Hanlei's character "Lu" was embedded with earth. The word "Mu" and "Du" mentioned by the God of Feathers seem to have been used as a mark.
The Han generation is not as good as the Wu-word generation. The entire generation has not been able to grasp power. The possibility of being penetrated by the Blood Armor Sect is indeed higher than that of the elites.
I only listen to Bing Wuye’s interface: I am very grateful for your rescue that day, and I abide by the agreement and did not disclose it to anyone. Unexpectedly, many years later, I will be threatened as a handle.I don’t expect the evil school Qixuan to talk about the morality of the martial arts world, but the taste pattern of the Blood Armor Sect is just like you, and I will never be a member of the Blood Armor Sect in my life.
The feathered god smiled and said: You have skipped the research materials and equipment of the earth character department to you, so that you can study it with all your heart, without any kindness to hide your own selfishness, and you still say it is not the blood armor?I don’t dare to be too conscience if I have big breasts.
Isn't it good to admit it happily?The world is mediocre, but in your eyes, you are just a piece of meat. If you and me are hungry and have enough fun, there is nothing else. The disciples of the Sword Qi Palace cannot live like this.Or did you, after being crippled by Dugu Ji and becoming half a useless person, think of doing good deeds and accumulating virtues, and prepare a good reward from the present world?
Alas, I asked you to explain everything, why are I complaining again?The sky is limited, if I can't convince me well, I'm afraid that the first one of the water pigs will quit the game tonight.
(Oh no! This...what should I do?)
Ying Fengse couldn't help but worry about Bing Wuye.
Among the elders, Wei Wuyin is the one who knows the clearest degree of Bing Wuye's martial arts recovery. Although he has not revealed his whisper to Ying Fengse, he can guess from his face that he has visited Bing Wuye every time.
Therefore, although Lu Xise is afraid of his master, Ying Fengse has never been worried.
Now I think about it, the real purpose of the two wax books for Zhuhu and Zhuhu is to save the two people from being separated, so as to avoid silence and even getting rid of Bing Wuye.
Bing Wuye was very calm and said lightly: I have nothing to explain. If you kill Yàn Wulou, you will have to bear the consequences. Others cannot always be responsible for your willfulness and erraticism.If nothing else, just leave it.
The feathered god smiled and said: You are too disrespectful to me. You just leave when you say you want to leave. Do you think I am a clay sculpture and wood sculpture?The tail sound was raised, and there was a rare unblocked hustle and sinisterness.
Bing Wuye raised his left hand in his sleeve, and a touch of blue flashed through his palm. From a distance, he looked like a small goat bottle, but it was not the shape of a bottle. It was a rectangular green water essence embedded with countless fine lines and snuff bottles.
The good show is coming.The feathered god rubbed his hands excitedly, like a kid who was allowed to take apart the gift, couldn't help but scream and jump. Even if he deliberately pretended, the absurd and crazy feeling still made people's scalp numb.
Dear viewers!What kind of killer weapon does Shui Pi have prepared to block this death disaster?AhAhAhAhAh, I really want to know, I really want to know!I guessed for a long time and had no clue. This feeling of both annoyance and excitement is very similar to love!No more nonsense, let's reveal the answer now
In the metaphor you can understand, let’s call it the ‘Giant Summoning Sheep Bottle’.
Is it the sheep series?Well, indeed, it looks like an enhanced version, and it seems quite amazing.The Feathered God nodded repeatedly and suddenly laughed.
Although you are the person in charge of magic in the descending realm, based on my superficial understanding of magic, the array diagram cannot be condensed into a very small object. If you claim that this object can make me faint, you will really cheat people as a three-year-old child.
Bing Wuye said: This is the prototype of the goat bottle, and its effect is wider than that of the big goat bottle. Of course, I won’t talk about the range.The function is exactly the same: two heart beads buried in the "Fengfu Point" in the back of the Jiuyuan messenger were sucked together in one place, making them faint; as long as the magnetic attraction was not removed, they would never wake up.
Ying Fengse under the bed was shocked when he heard this: It turns out... this is the way to make us lose consciousness!Suddenly I remembered that when the back of my neck was burned by the fire pill, two small metal sheets dripped into the pool of blood with sweat and body fluid. They must have been magnetic beads buried in his Fengfu hole. They melted into iron juice for the fire pill high heat, and were discharged from the wound behind the neck.
Therefore, after smashing the Xiaozhao Sheep Bottle, only when he did not lose consciousness could he drag his wounded body out of the main house and hold on until he performed the "Great Method of Take over the Body", and he couldn't help but secretly called "Lucky".
As long as this series of coincidences is missing, he will never escape from birth and will get a second life in the strange form of the moment.
The Feathered God confessed that he was not familiar with this, but his understanding of magic was correct.
Laying a formation diagram that can affect the human body requires a certain amount of body measurement, whether it is the formation base, the source of the origin, or even the carving of the curse structure, and it must not be reduced to a snuff bottle.
Even if you bluff, this lie is too bad and has no effect of intimidation.
...Damn the messenger?Even the Feathered God laughed out loud and had no choice but to spread his hands.
But they are still sleeping soundly at this moment, and they are more confused. Is it still the word "difficult"?
It is the word "death".Bing Wuye Yiran said: It is said that it is a giant sheep bottle, so it is naturally different.The spell can make the magnetic beads continuously absorb and form a place, and the suction force continues to increase, causing high heat, and eventually burst into iron juice and explode from Fengfu point... If your wonderful method to bypass Qianlin Society is placed on the messenger, it will be bad.
...Wait!The feathered god stopped half a step, as if Bing Wuye was urging the curse, and laughed dryly: The intelligence you showed is the best explanation, even a fool knows that he should continue to cooperate with you.Okay, we all go back to rest, go to bed early and get up early and be in good health.I don’t know if Ying Fengse was thinking too much, but he always felt his voice was a little stiff.
Bing Wuye gently shook the water essence, and the red light suddenly shone in the green radiance reflected on the ground, which was obviously extinguished, which was very beautiful.
Could it be... The voice of the feathered sheep god has changed, as hoarse as iron sand rubbing the ground.
I guess I should have the time to dig Lianxinzhu out of Fengfu hole before the iron juice bursts.But in this way, the injured acupoints cannot withstand the second degree of bead burying. You have to spend more time on the control of this "magic method".
you!The feathered god's body moved slightly, Bing Wuye floated back first, the former sneak attacked Wumen and did not dare to go straight in, and he said, "Stop it, I will exchange evidence with you."From then on, each bridge and road was not interfered with.What do you think?
Bing Wuye, who was retreating from the distance, looked back indifferently, and even his figure became a little hazy, like the moon's halo.You won't take the evidence with you.The time limit is more than half, do you still have to continue chatting?I don't care.
Damn it... Stop it!The feathered sheep god roared, mixed with indistinguishable snoring sounds, like a human turned into a beast, and could no longer laugh.
Are you going to kill all the messengers?They are all from your strange palace!You...how did you know that I didn't put another pair of heart beads on your delicate little yellow bird?
Bing Wuye smiled.So I let her go.I said, others cannot always be responsible for your nonsense. If the messenger dies, it will be a lesson.I came prepared, too.
You know this is not over.The feathered sheep laughed in anger.
Contact us in the old way.As if she remembered something, she murmured: So that's what she meant.It's Ah, who can really leave?It rose up from the ground and flew lightly to the top of the tree, and disappeared from the distance. Although it seemed to be elegant, its internal strength and body movement were obviously inferior to Liang Yiànzhen and Zhuhu.
Tortoise... Tortoise!The Feathered God cursed in a low voice and was about to run to the main house. He stopped suddenly and suddenly clapped his high-high and said: No... It's here!Skip into the neighboring wing.
Through the half-broken partition wall, Ying Fengse heard him knocking on the furniture wall and soon discovered the mezzanine, threw his palm and split it, stretched out his arms to take out the person; the strong and thick legs and familiar boots and trousers were so angry that Ying Fengse's eyes were shattered and angry.
(Long Da... No, it's the guy named Hurricane Long Fang!)
The feathered god knelt on one knee, turned Long Fang over with one hand, pushed the back of the fat man's head away, and slashed his fingertips against the back of his neck, and a ray of light appeared with the blood and flesh, and swung his hand into the wall.
Scarlet smoke came out of the brick wall, and the red light faded in an instant, leaving behind black spots like charcoal. Only when the moonlight shone, did some colorful rainbows reflect.
The magnetic beads not only did not explode into molten iron, but showed signs of cooling, which means that the curse had gone away and the messengers finally got rid of the shadow of death.
The intention of the feathered sheep god in Bing Wuyeli was even better at thinking about the good way to bypass the Qianlin Society, which was absolutely indispensable. Liang Yànzhen and the maid had just left the room, and he hid the dragon square in the dark grid and prepared a backup plan to escape.
Compared to the calculating and making plans, Ying Fengse admires this person's clarity and decisiveness even more.
Bing Wuye regards himself as a man on the mountain. The only thing that the Feathered Sheep God can threaten him to submit is evidence of his killing of his master.
Just now, when the feathered God was in the most embarrassing situation, he showed his trump card. Now, he thought about it carefully and was probably the one who was trying to disturb his mood and wait for an opportunity to seize the green spirit. Unexpectedly, Bing Wuye was unmoved.
If you are in a place, even if you know that there is a fraud, you will want to see the things. Therefore, you are turned over by the Feathered Sheep God and end up miserably.
After Elder Xi passed away, Ying Fengse has not admired someone so much for a long time. Bing Wuye's performance is simply impeccable. Before this person, even the Feathered God could not get it. These two monsters could cooperate for too long, so there was nothing in luck or luck.
Youmingyu is not good at magic, and the effects of suspected magic appearing in the surrender realm are not entirely produced by the Qigong system. Bing Wuyeruo has taken charge of the magic of the Younui surrender realm, which shows the inheritance of other schools. This must be investigated clearly.
However, the feathered sheep god and Long Fang Huse's house were not finished yet, and they grabbed Ying Fengse's attention: after taking the pearl, Long Fang did not wake up, his body twitched, foamed at the mouth, and sometimes made painful whimpers, like epilepsy seizures.
The Feathered Sheep God changed several techniques to push blood to his palace. Among them, Taiban was a man who had never seen or even had no clues, and it was still difficult to wake up Long Fang.
AhAh is a bastard...I'm so troublesome!The strange man in black wearing a sheep horn helmet said with a tsk, as if he had sealed Long Fang's acupoints. He carried his vest with one hand over the wall, and he was too lazy to bend his waist. He pushed and kicked Long Fang's hurricane under the bed.
Ying Fengse was dumbfounded and his head was blank. He saw that the dragon, whose eyes were closed and as if he was dead, was pushed in front of him. He didn't even have the idea of being discovered. The night-running boots of the feathered god had flew away from the sight, and the strong wind of his splattered clothes suddenly disappeared, as if a giant bat spread its wings.
His heart was almost shot out of his mouth, causing his chest and ribs to ache; the first thing he came to his senses was a strange and gimmick.
The man who killed him with his own hands was half dead and stuffed between his body and his new body. The three of them were just in a progressive order of death, half dead, and death, or the other way around.
How could this be a bad joke full of malicious intentions?
The Fengse gathers the central god and moves his fingers little by little, hoping that before the Feathered God returns, he will penetrate his arms with his will, touch a piece of broken wood and other things, and stabs into the dragon's hurricane's hurricane throat or temple.
Or soft eyes are fine.
Hatred is indeed the strongest driving force. As if responding to the burning hatred fire, Han Xuese's body gradually moved, his fingers, wrists, elbows, shoulders... and even most of his body, the empty container finally accepted him, connecting the consciousness floating on it, allowing it to seep into all parts of the bones.
The first thing to recover is always pain.
As the body feels, the mouth is suddenly painful and burning. The dirty air at the bottom of the bed is mixed with blood and flesh, which makes the chest feel depressed and suffocated. It is not much different from drowning. It can't even cough out. It hurts all over the body, but it cannot be specific to identify the painful parts. It should be the numbness caused by maintaining the same posture for too long and blood stasis.
Han Xuese's body was extremely weak.
Although he had not eaten water for most of the day, the Mao people were strong and they should not be so weak if they were hungry for three or two days. When Ying Fengse woke him up in the mezzanine, Han Xuese seemed to have nothing to do, and she was still alive. If it weren't for the drug of someone during this period, it would be considered that it was caused by the ban on spiritual consciousness.
No matter how hard your body is, you cannot miss the opportunity to take revenge in vain.
The height of the bed board cannot be sideways, and it is difficult to apply both arms together. Ying Fengse's right hand crosses his chest and his left shoulder against Long Fang's hurricane shoulder. He covered his mouth and nose with his palm, pressed it tightly, and continued to fight against the power between his fingers and wrists. If Long Fang suddenly wakes up, or struggles hard, he will change his nostrils and eye sockets.
The feathered sheep god must have sealed the hurricane acupoints of Long Fang. He could only twitch slightly. Ying Fengse stared at his face without turning his eyes, and then he realized that Long Fang was different from his impression.
In the past, I always felt that his white and fat steamed buns were like it. In fact, the lines of his cheeks and chins were hard, the biting muscles were very developed, the cheekbones felt prominent, and the hair roots of the stubble were as hard as thick needles, as if there was a cast iron mask hidden under the white flesh, which was very different from what he looked like.
So he lied to me.
(When did you... become like this?)
Aren’t we good brothers who grew up together?
For the Dragon King's Tendon, for the sake of Fu Bo, Ming He, Jiang Lucheng, why...Ah!
He endured the soreness of his eyes and nose, and he exerted force, and tears mixed with dust and dried up blood.
Clam!The cold light entered the ground, and the long sword-black blade was shining with a long slanted figure in black. When Fengse looked at it, he realized that the feathered sheep god was returning. Long Fang was pulled out with his left wrist and sat cross-legged.
Ying Fengse shouted in his heart countless times, no, and finally he could only let go. He saw that Long Fang Hurricane, who was covered in death, had his gums almost bite and bleeding.
But he had no choice, and he didn't even dare to huddle into the bed, for fear that he would be noticed by the feathered sheep god. Even Han Xuese might not be fine.
The feathered sheep god untied the hurricane acupoint of the dragon square, pressed his palm against the vest, and used internal force to push blood to him through the uterus. The two figures fell on the Tianhuo Yiyang Knife inserted in front of the bed.
After a moment, a trace of white mist appeared above Long Fang's head, and the four colors of blue, white, gold and purple changed. Suddenly, red light burst into the room. The light source seemed to come from the shank of the Yiyang Knife, and it was impossible to see clearly from the location where Yingfengse was.
Long Dafang frowned, as if in great pain, and there was a dazzling red dot on his body, as if he was marking several large acupoints. Because the blade plate reflects, it is difficult to identify the specific location, but the red dots echo the sword light, which is almost certain.
The heat flow fills the entire room, like a hot soup pot on the boiling stove, but this is also unfamiliar.
The room collapsed a whole half of the wall, and the wind was extremely windy. At this time, the night was as cool as water. Even if a few stoves were really brought, it would not be as hot as this in a short period of time.
Could it be... What is the soul of hundreds of soldiers in the world?Moyun’s golden wings, is the dragon square really the fire soul born with the body and is born with extreme yang?
The blood and sweat seemed to be stewed out. Although the new body's sensing had not yet been fully opened, Ying Fengse's tolerance was at its limit. Suddenly, the dragon exhaled and opened its breath. Ah's sound fell forward, the vest was rising and falling violently, and the mouth was swallowing.
Ying Fengse caught a glimpse of his voice and shook the Feathered God slightly, which was the brightest moment of the weird red light.
As the power of this shock dissipated, the light quickly dimmed, and there were large amounts of sweat stains on the back of the feathered sheep god and the dragon square shirt, which showed that the true energy was surging and flowing.
It’s fine if the feathered sheep god, but when and how did Long Fang be able to cultivate this extraordinary cultivation?
Ying Feng's teeth were sore, his jealousy and resentment were mixed, and why he didn't give more regrets just now, gnawing on his heart like a poisonous snake.
Where is this...?I...what happened to me?I don’t know how long it took, Long Dafang’s muffled voice came from the wet hair, slowly supporting himself and looking around in a daze.
This is a downward world and a reality.Feathered Sheep Shinto: But you can choose to stay in the surrendered realm or return to reality and live a mediocre life.Choose one of two, you can choose it yourself.
You, you are... the God of Feathered Sheep!
Long Fang Huse finally saw the person in front of him clearly, and couldn't help but jump up, his lips fading.
He has always seen this Lord of the Descendant Realm in exchange. Even when he joined forces with Ying Fengse and Lu Xise, he regarded the Feathered Sheep God as the enemy, but he had no sense of reality, as if it was someone else's business. Anyway, when it was at the decisive battle, it would be useless to follow his senior brother, thinking too much is useless.
The more you think, the harder your life is. This is the most profound experience in Long Fang Huse’s life so far.
Until Ying Fengse completely betrayed him.
Ying Fengse didn't know that when he and Liu Yu were steaming in the Zen room, or when Liu Yugu was talking to each other, Long Dafang was in Yingxian Temple, even across the wall, listening to him seducing Liu Yugu.
What made Long Fang hurricane the most was the unconcealed contempt when his senior brother mentioned him.
He sat at the table in a daze, until Liu Yugu patted his shoulder, and realized that Ying Fengse had left for a long time, and forced a bitter smile: Do you want to say, 'Look, I told you a long time ago'?Sure enough, you are right.Liu Yugu stroked his cheek and said softly: I want to say, you should think more about yourself.This person is not worthy of your concern for him. Ten years is not enough for you to recognize him?
He was still sitting on the stool, with his hands wrapped around the girl's snake waist, and buried his face among her warm milk.I thought the dampness and heat were the sweat of the jade bones until I tasted it was salty and astringent, and I realized it was my own tears.
That was the first time since he went up the mountain, he cried in front of others.Liu Yugu said nothing, but just accompanied him quietly, and caught his whimper with a warm heart, and finally came silent.
Even so, Long Fang Hu Se did not start planning a murder, and the descending realm is full of variables and cannot prepare in advance; on the other hand, he is still waiting, waiting for his senior brother to suddenly confess one day, either in the descending realm, or in reality, there is no difference between Long Fang Hu Se, no matter what his senior brother's reason is.
However, even this is not possible.
Ying Fengse would rather continue to steal and secretly with Junior Sister Lucheng in the Jiangjie, playing extremely vulgar, pretending to be innocent and aloof in front of others, and continue to be domineering.
Regarding the arousing everyone's dissatisfaction with Fengse, Long Fang Huse doesn't need to do anything else. No one does more than Ying Fengse himself. He just needs to make sure that everyone is on his side at the moment of attack, without much hesitation.
Yun Ancient Color and Feng Feng Color are inconsistent, and they act extremly and uncontrollable, and they will start when the atmosphere comes. Gu Chunse has a complex mood of extreme envy and jealousy towards this Qiliner in Fengyunxia in his bones. Long Fang Huse knows very well what is attractive enough to him.
Brother He is the easiest one among them.He has the handle in Long Fang Hurricane's hands.
Only Lu Xise was unable to shake it. Excluding the girl and his small harem in Wucheng's house, Ying Fengse is just a solitary son, who was surrounded without knowing it.
He understood the Qingyun embroidered scroll handed over to him by Liu Yugu, and obtained the information to start the Yang Ling. In this name, he secretly formed an alliance with Yunguse and Gu Chunse, and had a tacit understanding of joining forces to seize Yingfengse's points and establish a stronghold in the realm; but until Yàn Wulou died, Long Fang Huse decided on Yingfengse's death, just tonight.
Lu Xise, Yan Manshuang and other people who are in trouble are forced to be separated by Ying Fengse, which saves a bloody battle in a row and unpredictable victory and defeat; the key to the dispatch is exactly Yan Manshuang.
Like Ying Fengse, Long Fang Huse noticed the girl very early, guessing that she was hiding her strength.
Ying Fengse asked Yan Manshuang to hold Lin Jiangqing back and return to the main house to save the person. However, Long Fang led Fang Bingjiu and Dai Changuan over. Yan Manshuang fought three swords alone, and had no time to take care of the whereabouts of the people in Qigong, and indirectly caused Ying Fengse to die from the siege of his fellow disciples.
Long Da Fang could not really succeed, until his senior brother smashed the green bottle, there was no sense of reality. The entire assassination process was like being possessed by his coldness and brilliance. In fact, it was like walking in the realm of dreams. The dagger of the return to the spirit had already penetrated into the abdomen of Yingfeng, and the rest was blank.
At this moment, the memories are revived one after another, and it is difficult to tell the truth about the falsehood: he hates the way he looks, but is he so angry that he must kill him?
In exchange for benefits, but that is senior brother Ah after all!
He smiled bitterly and murmured: This dream... is too outrageous.
Then I saw the dead body with her eyes sticking out her tongue and her face twisted.
After a moment of shock, the sour water rushing up from the stomach caused a severe twitch in the throat. Long Fang turned his head and vomited heavily, just??With a sound, the filth was swarming through his eyes and noses, and he vomited so much that he lay on the wall, trembling all over, and could not breathe for a long time.
I……??...Kill...don't...
It's okay, it's okay.good.The feathered god patted his back lightly to calm the youth.
Everyone is dead, and it is too late to regret.Be happy Ah, I don’t know if the Dragon Envoy has discovered it. Now his points belong to you. Killing people and catching treasures is the only way to earn points in the realm.It is also a gratifying thing for you to get out of your mind in the last round of downward world.
After finally calming down, Long Fang Huse did not dare to hand over the vest to the feathered sheep god. He took advantage of the struggle to get up and tried his best to give in. He staggered back a few steps, stopped by the Tianhuo Yiyang Knife, and reached out to hold it.
The feathered sheep god's eyes showed their praise and shrugged: Hey, why are you trying to kill Yingfengse?Because he fucked your woman?Not to mention that Jiang Lucheng has nothing to do with you, you even killed her...what is this?You can't be a yellow-haired person or a licking dog, and it's inexplicable that you can kill yourself.
Tendons... Dragon King...
What?The feathered god approaches.
...Dragon King tendons.Long Fang's hurricane was relieved, his eyebrows and eyes fell, and he felt a sense of ruthlessness and determination.
Together with the tendon change technique, there are a total of 25,000 points. I can only get it if I kill him.Do you think this is the final downward realm, does the reward still count?It seemed that the answer was not up to your heart, so I wanted to draw my sword.
The feathered sheep laughed sinisterly.Rewards can only exist based on rules. If the downward world is present, rewards and punishments will exist.Look at the chaos now, I can't handle the decline of the world, I'm not trying to cheat you on purpose.
Long Fang pulled up his winged Yang sword, but did not point at the rogue man wearing a feathered sheep helmet. Instead, he looked at it repeatedly and suddenly asked for a moment: There is nothing in the Nine Abyss and the Dragon Emperor coming to the world, right?
……right.The voice of the feathered god obviously held back his laughter.
The messenger is also fake, the focus is on the person who was selected as the messenger... Your purpose is Longting Mountain?The scale clan is just a concealment, and only the disciples of the Qigong Palace are the real targets.You must have inner support on the mountain to get the person out... Yes, you don't trust that person.Even if he can take you into the mountain, you won’t believe it.That person wants to kill you, so he can do it in the mountain protection formation.
In order to be uncontrollable, you deliberately leave the clues of the "Summoning Sheep Order" in the Qingyun Embroidery Scroll, and obtain magical weapons, rare treasures and more skilled high-level messengers in the surrender realm. They will want to bring these back to reality.They are used to obeying your orders and relying on the sense of accomplishment brought by the decline of the world is more reliable than the inner responsibilities who have other thoughts.This is why, the Qingyun Embroidery Scroll appears in the first round.
That is the bait to catch the strongest messenger seedlings.
It sounds very reasonable.The feathered god smiled.
Long Fang Huse pondered: So you need someone who can make power in the strange palace, and you need you and will not betray you, your interests have no conflict with you, and you will live in mutual benefit and symbiosis, and you will take you through the unbreakable four wonder formations of mountain protection for four hundred years to achieve your goal.You are even willing to wait for this.
I have been waiting for four hundred years, and I am not in a hurry.The feathered sheep god spread his hands exaggeratedly.
At present, there is no decline in the world, or due to resource exhaustion, but I think it is more likely that someone is targeting it, so it is not advisable to make a big fuss.Although you are very upset, there is no other way.
Finally, the feathered sheep god was slightly joking, and the dark sheep eyes decorated on both sides of the helmet stared at Long Fang.Perhaps it was caused by the sharp vision in the helmet.
If so, what are the good suggestions for Dragon Envoy?
Dragon King tendons, as well as corresponding medical support, including good doctors and postoperative care.In the future, I will need various resource support, including weapons, martial arts, elixirs, and magical objects used to descend to the realm. Of course, I am not just asking for it. This is all negotiated and will not cause you to suffer any losses.
The feathered god turned his head slightly, as if he was very interested in his lion. He thought that the goods were bought and just waited for a reason to pay.You don't even ask what I want to do, it sounds like a silly blowing.You are doing business in aristocratic families, so why don’t you just talk nonsense like this?
Even if I ask, you won't say it.Until I prove myself, you won't be stupid enough to leak the most important cards in your hand, why waste each other's time?Long Fang Huse said: As long as I become the person you hope to become, this transaction can be done without asking the details.
What do I hope to do according to Fengse?The feathered god smiled and felt very satisfied.
Being the lord of Longting Mountain is like his uncle who should be useless.Long Fang raised his head: Now I understand.I can do better.
Although the feathered sheep god did not respond positively to the continued decision of the surrender realm, even the other three feathered sheep gods were forced to decide the outcome in reality. Compared with the atmosphere of the fish-dead death toll tonight, it is unlikely that there will be a surrender realm in the future.
Without the need to transport the people of Qigong out of Longting Mountain, the Feathered Sheep God has no intention of entangling the Qianlin Society anymore. Bing Wuye has lost the value of exploitation for him?
Sure enough, Bing Wuye was quiet for a moment before nodding: It turns out that it is not the bamboo tiger and rabbit who are in danger tonight, but me.The feathered god smiled and said: So, your explanation is very important.Although we are the only two of us left in the Mu character, I would like to be in love with each other. But we are in the Blood Armor Sect, and it is more appropriate to love each other.
Blood Armor Sect!
Bing Wuye... is actually a person from the Blood Armor Sect!
How is this... possible?Ying Fengse could hardly believe his ears.
Wei Wuyin's name is not true, and it is no surprise that he mistakenly believes in the traitor, but the leader of the Four Spirits is the only hero in Qigong in the past four hundred years. His martial arts and wisdom are the world's best, and all his veins are convinced. Bing Wuye is a few of his best friends whom he has recognized. How could he be a secret stake in the martial arts world's most evil blood armor gate?
(This, this must be a mistake, or there is something hidden...)
He had no need to defend Bing Wuye blindly, and he didn't even like this person.
But this matter is related to Ying Wuyou's wisdom of knowing people. What hit him the most admired and the palace master who has been the most admired by the Nine Yangshan veins since the Sword Qi Palace. What hurts the supreme pride of the scale clan, but only this section of Ying Feng and the color cannot be accepted.
I am not a member of the Blood Armor Sect, you are.
Xing Bing Wuye was unshakable. Although his tone was light, he did not hesitate at all. It almost made the young man forget that he was in danger and applauded and cheered for him.I am from Youmingyu. I have been going up the mountain at the age of five and have never been a disciple of Qigong.You are just using the evidence that I killed Xiao Hanlei and threatened me to submit. If you say it a thousand times and ten thousand times, you can't change this fact.
(It's true!)
Although it sounded very bad to kill Xiao Hanlei, Bing Wuye's words were so loud that Ying Fengse didn't care about why he attacked his nominal master.After all, there are too many bad masters, and maybe there are some of them that deserve to be damned.
But the feathered god smiled and said: Your parents are the descendants of the wood part of my Xuejiamen. The word "ye" in your name is embedded with a wood, which is exactly proof.Unfortunately, the two of them followed the ancestral system and killed each other. None of them survived to explain the origin to you and impart the spirit of our sect, which caused the fallen leaves to leave the roots. They were also incompetent and would not be unfair to die.
Although Xiao Hanlei is a secret stake in the Tuzi tribe who entered the Qi Palace, unfortunately his qualifications are too poor. He can't beat him, and he probably wants to get you in. In the future, the two generations will join forces to fight a man who is in his old age and regain his power.I didn't expect you to be too good at playing, and you're a fool. You're so sexy, and you've killed nothing on your own. The more you look at it, the more annoying you, she tricked you and Xie Hanjing into Qiweigu and removed two thorns in your side.
Ying Fengse was shocked when she heard it. After thinking about it, Xiao Hanlei's character "Lu" was embedded with earth. The word "Mu" and "Du" mentioned by the God of Feathers seem to have been used as a mark.
The Han generation is not as good as the Wu-word generation. The entire generation has not been able to grasp power. The possibility of being penetrated by the Blood Armor Sect is indeed higher than that of the elites.
I only listen to Bing Wuye’s interface: I am very grateful for your rescue that day, and I abide by the agreement and did not disclose it to anyone. Unexpectedly, many years later, I will be threatened as a handle.I don’t expect the evil school Qixuan to talk about the morality of the martial arts world, but the taste pattern of the Blood Armor Sect is just like you, and I will never be a member of the Blood Armor Sect in my life.
The feathered god smiled and said: You have skipped the research materials and equipment of the earth character department to you, so that you can study it with all your heart, without any kindness to hide your own selfishness, and you still say it is not the blood armor?I don’t dare to be too conscience if I have big breasts.
Isn't it good to admit it happily?The world is mediocre, but in your eyes, you are just a piece of meat. If you and me are hungry and have enough fun, there is nothing else. The disciples of the Sword Qi Palace cannot live like this.Or did you, after being crippled by Dugu Ji and becoming half a useless person, think of doing good deeds and accumulating virtues, and prepare a good reward from the present world?
Alas, I asked you to explain everything, why are I complaining again?The sky is limited, if I can't convince me well, I'm afraid that the first one of the water pigs will quit the game tonight.
(Oh no! This...what should I do?)
Ying Fengse couldn't help but worry about Bing Wuye.
Among the elders, Wei Wuyin is the one who knows the clearest degree of Bing Wuye's martial arts recovery. Although he has not revealed his whisper to Ying Fengse, he can guess from his face that he has visited Bing Wuye every time.
Therefore, although Lu Xise is afraid of his master, Ying Fengse has never been worried.
Now I think about it, the real purpose of the two wax books for Zhuhu and Zhuhu is to save the two people from being separated, so as to avoid silence and even getting rid of Bing Wuye.
Bing Wuye was very calm and said lightly: I have nothing to explain. If you kill Yàn Wulou, you will have to bear the consequences. Others cannot always be responsible for your willfulness and erraticism.If nothing else, just leave it.
The feathered god smiled and said: You are too disrespectful to me. You just leave when you say you want to leave. Do you think I am a clay sculpture and wood sculpture?The tail sound was raised, and there was a rare unblocked hustle and sinisterness.
Bing Wuye raised his left hand in his sleeve, and a touch of blue flashed through his palm. From a distance, he looked like a small goat bottle, but it was not the shape of a bottle. It was a rectangular green water essence embedded with countless fine lines and snuff bottles.
The good show is coming.The feathered god rubbed his hands excitedly, like a kid who was allowed to take apart the gift, couldn't help but scream and jump. Even if he deliberately pretended, the absurd and crazy feeling still made people's scalp numb.
Dear viewers!What kind of killer weapon does Shui Pi have prepared to block this death disaster?AhAhAhAhAh, I really want to know, I really want to know!I guessed for a long time and had no clue. This feeling of both annoyance and excitement is very similar to love!No more nonsense, let's reveal the answer now
In the metaphor you can understand, let’s call it the ‘Giant Summoning Sheep Bottle’.
Is it the sheep series?Well, indeed, it looks like an enhanced version, and it seems quite amazing.The Feathered God nodded repeatedly and suddenly laughed.
Although you are the person in charge of magic in the descending realm, based on my superficial understanding of magic, the array diagram cannot be condensed into a very small object. If you claim that this object can make me faint, you will really cheat people as a three-year-old child.
Bing Wuye said: This is the prototype of the goat bottle, and its effect is wider than that of the big goat bottle. Of course, I won’t talk about the range.The function is exactly the same: two heart beads buried in the "Fengfu Point" in the back of the Jiuyuan messenger were sucked together in one place, making them faint; as long as the magnetic attraction was not removed, they would never wake up.
Ying Fengse under the bed was shocked when he heard this: It turns out... this is the way to make us lose consciousness!Suddenly I remembered that when the back of my neck was burned by the fire pill, two small metal sheets dripped into the pool of blood with sweat and body fluid. They must have been magnetic beads buried in his Fengfu hole. They melted into iron juice for the fire pill high heat, and were discharged from the wound behind the neck.
Therefore, after smashing the Xiaozhao Sheep Bottle, only when he did not lose consciousness could he drag his wounded body out of the main house and hold on until he performed the "Great Method of Take over the Body", and he couldn't help but secretly called "Lucky".
As long as this series of coincidences is missing, he will never escape from birth and will get a second life in the strange form of the moment.
The Feathered God confessed that he was not familiar with this, but his understanding of magic was correct.
Laying a formation diagram that can affect the human body requires a certain amount of body measurement, whether it is the formation base, the source of the origin, or even the carving of the curse structure, and it must not be reduced to a snuff bottle.
Even if you bluff, this lie is too bad and has no effect of intimidation.
...Damn the messenger?Even the Feathered God laughed out loud and had no choice but to spread his hands.
But they are still sleeping soundly at this moment, and they are more confused. Is it still the word "difficult"?
It is the word "death".Bing Wuye Yiran said: It is said that it is a giant sheep bottle, so it is naturally different.The spell can make the magnetic beads continuously absorb and form a place, and the suction force continues to increase, causing high heat, and eventually burst into iron juice and explode from Fengfu point... If your wonderful method to bypass Qianlin Society is placed on the messenger, it will be bad.
...Wait!The feathered god stopped half a step, as if Bing Wuye was urging the curse, and laughed dryly: The intelligence you showed is the best explanation, even a fool knows that he should continue to cooperate with you.Okay, we all go back to rest, go to bed early and get up early and be in good health.I don’t know if Ying Fengse was thinking too much, but he always felt his voice was a little stiff.
Bing Wuye gently shook the water essence, and the red light suddenly shone in the green radiance reflected on the ground, which was obviously extinguished, which was very beautiful.
Could it be... The voice of the feathered sheep god has changed, as hoarse as iron sand rubbing the ground.
I guess I should have the time to dig Lianxinzhu out of Fengfu hole before the iron juice bursts.But in this way, the injured acupoints cannot withstand the second degree of bead burying. You have to spend more time on the control of this "magic method".
you!The feathered god's body moved slightly, Bing Wuye floated back first, the former sneak attacked Wumen and did not dare to go straight in, and he said, "Stop it, I will exchange evidence with you."From then on, each bridge and road was not interfered with.What do you think?
Bing Wuye, who was retreating from the distance, looked back indifferently, and even his figure became a little hazy, like the moon's halo.You won't take the evidence with you.The time limit is more than half, do you still have to continue chatting?I don't care.
Damn it... Stop it!The feathered sheep god roared, mixed with indistinguishable snoring sounds, like a human turned into a beast, and could no longer laugh.
Are you going to kill all the messengers?They are all from your strange palace!You...how did you know that I didn't put another pair of heart beads on your delicate little yellow bird?
Bing Wuye smiled.So I let her go.I said, others cannot always be responsible for your nonsense. If the messenger dies, it will be a lesson.I came prepared, too.
You know this is not over.The feathered sheep laughed in anger.
Contact us in the old way.As if she remembered something, she murmured: So that's what she meant.It's Ah, who can really leave?It rose up from the ground and flew lightly to the top of the tree, and disappeared from the distance. Although it seemed to be elegant, its internal strength and body movement were obviously inferior to Liang Yiànzhen and Zhuhu.
Tortoise... Tortoise!The Feathered God cursed in a low voice and was about to run to the main house. He stopped suddenly and suddenly clapped his high-high and said: No... It's here!Skip into the neighboring wing.
Through the half-broken partition wall, Ying Fengse heard him knocking on the furniture wall and soon discovered the mezzanine, threw his palm and split it, stretched out his arms to take out the person; the strong and thick legs and familiar boots and trousers were so angry that Ying Fengse's eyes were shattered and angry.
(Long Da... No, it's the guy named Hurricane Long Fang!)
The feathered god knelt on one knee, turned Long Fang over with one hand, pushed the back of the fat man's head away, and slashed his fingertips against the back of his neck, and a ray of light appeared with the blood and flesh, and swung his hand into the wall.
Scarlet smoke came out of the brick wall, and the red light faded in an instant, leaving behind black spots like charcoal. Only when the moonlight shone, did some colorful rainbows reflect.
The magnetic beads not only did not explode into molten iron, but showed signs of cooling, which means that the curse had gone away and the messengers finally got rid of the shadow of death.
The intention of the feathered sheep god in Bing Wuyeli was even better at thinking about the good way to bypass the Qianlin Society, which was absolutely indispensable. Liang Yànzhen and the maid had just left the room, and he hid the dragon square in the dark grid and prepared a backup plan to escape.
Compared to the calculating and making plans, Ying Fengse admires this person's clarity and decisiveness even more.
Bing Wuye regards himself as a man on the mountain. The only thing that the Feathered Sheep God can threaten him to submit is evidence of his killing of his master.
Just now, when the feathered God was in the most embarrassing situation, he showed his trump card. Now, he thought about it carefully and was probably the one who was trying to disturb his mood and wait for an opportunity to seize the green spirit. Unexpectedly, Bing Wuye was unmoved.
If you are in a place, even if you know that there is a fraud, you will want to see the things. Therefore, you are turned over by the Feathered Sheep God and end up miserably.
After Elder Xi passed away, Ying Fengse has not admired someone so much for a long time. Bing Wuye's performance is simply impeccable. Before this person, even the Feathered God could not get it. These two monsters could cooperate for too long, so there was nothing in luck or luck.
Youmingyu is not good at magic, and the effects of suspected magic appearing in the surrender realm are not entirely produced by the Qigong system. Bing Wuyeruo has taken charge of the magic of the Younui surrender realm, which shows the inheritance of other schools. This must be investigated clearly.
However, the feathered sheep god and Long Fang Huse's house were not finished yet, and they grabbed Ying Fengse's attention: after taking the pearl, Long Fang did not wake up, his body twitched, foamed at the mouth, and sometimes made painful whimpers, like epilepsy seizures.
The Feathered Sheep God changed several techniques to push blood to his palace. Among them, Taiban was a man who had never seen or even had no clues, and it was still difficult to wake up Long Fang.
AhAh is a bastard...I'm so troublesome!The strange man in black wearing a sheep horn helmet said with a tsk, as if he had sealed Long Fang's acupoints. He carried his vest with one hand over the wall, and he was too lazy to bend his waist. He pushed and kicked Long Fang's hurricane under the bed.
Ying Fengse was dumbfounded and his head was blank. He saw that the dragon, whose eyes were closed and as if he was dead, was pushed in front of him. He didn't even have the idea of being discovered. The night-running boots of the feathered god had flew away from the sight, and the strong wind of his splattered clothes suddenly disappeared, as if a giant bat spread its wings.
His heart was almost shot out of his mouth, causing his chest and ribs to ache; the first thing he came to his senses was a strange and gimmick.
The man who killed him with his own hands was half dead and stuffed between his body and his new body. The three of them were just in a progressive order of death, half dead, and death, or the other way around.
How could this be a bad joke full of malicious intentions?
The Fengse gathers the central god and moves his fingers little by little, hoping that before the Feathered God returns, he will penetrate his arms with his will, touch a piece of broken wood and other things, and stabs into the dragon's hurricane's hurricane throat or temple.
Or soft eyes are fine.
Hatred is indeed the strongest driving force. As if responding to the burning hatred fire, Han Xuese's body gradually moved, his fingers, wrists, elbows, shoulders... and even most of his body, the empty container finally accepted him, connecting the consciousness floating on it, allowing it to seep into all parts of the bones.
The first thing to recover is always pain.
As the body feels, the mouth is suddenly painful and burning. The dirty air at the bottom of the bed is mixed with blood and flesh, which makes the chest feel depressed and suffocated. It is not much different from drowning. It can't even cough out. It hurts all over the body, but it cannot be specific to identify the painful parts. It should be the numbness caused by maintaining the same posture for too long and blood stasis.
Han Xuese's body was extremely weak.
Although he had not eaten water for most of the day, the Mao people were strong and they should not be so weak if they were hungry for three or two days. When Ying Fengse woke him up in the mezzanine, Han Xuese seemed to have nothing to do, and she was still alive. If it weren't for the drug of someone during this period, it would be considered that it was caused by the ban on spiritual consciousness.
No matter how hard your body is, you cannot miss the opportunity to take revenge in vain.
The height of the bed board cannot be sideways, and it is difficult to apply both arms together. Ying Fengse's right hand crosses his chest and his left shoulder against Long Fang's hurricane shoulder. He covered his mouth and nose with his palm, pressed it tightly, and continued to fight against the power between his fingers and wrists. If Long Fang suddenly wakes up, or struggles hard, he will change his nostrils and eye sockets.
The feathered sheep god must have sealed the hurricane acupoints of Long Fang. He could only twitch slightly. Ying Fengse stared at his face without turning his eyes, and then he realized that Long Fang was different from his impression.
In the past, I always felt that his white and fat steamed buns were like it. In fact, the lines of his cheeks and chins were hard, the biting muscles were very developed, the cheekbones felt prominent, and the hair roots of the stubble were as hard as thick needles, as if there was a cast iron mask hidden under the white flesh, which was very different from what he looked like.
So he lied to me.
(When did you... become like this?)
Aren’t we good brothers who grew up together?
For the Dragon King's Tendon, for the sake of Fu Bo, Ming He, Jiang Lucheng, why...Ah!
He endured the soreness of his eyes and nose, and he exerted force, and tears mixed with dust and dried up blood.
Clam!The cold light entered the ground, and the long sword-black blade was shining with a long slanted figure in black. When Fengse looked at it, he realized that the feathered sheep god was returning. Long Fang was pulled out with his left wrist and sat cross-legged.
Ying Fengse shouted in his heart countless times, no, and finally he could only let go. He saw that Long Fang Hurricane, who was covered in death, had his gums almost bite and bleeding.
But he had no choice, and he didn't even dare to huddle into the bed, for fear that he would be noticed by the feathered sheep god. Even Han Xuese might not be fine.
The feathered sheep god untied the hurricane acupoint of the dragon square, pressed his palm against the vest, and used internal force to push blood to him through the uterus. The two figures fell on the Tianhuo Yiyang Knife inserted in front of the bed.
After a moment, a trace of white mist appeared above Long Fang's head, and the four colors of blue, white, gold and purple changed. Suddenly, red light burst into the room. The light source seemed to come from the shank of the Yiyang Knife, and it was impossible to see clearly from the location where Yingfengse was.
Long Dafang frowned, as if in great pain, and there was a dazzling red dot on his body, as if he was marking several large acupoints. Because the blade plate reflects, it is difficult to identify the specific location, but the red dots echo the sword light, which is almost certain.
The heat flow fills the entire room, like a hot soup pot on the boiling stove, but this is also unfamiliar.
The room collapsed a whole half of the wall, and the wind was extremely windy. At this time, the night was as cool as water. Even if a few stoves were really brought, it would not be as hot as this in a short period of time.
Could it be... What is the soul of hundreds of soldiers in the world?Moyun’s golden wings, is the dragon square really the fire soul born with the body and is born with extreme yang?
The blood and sweat seemed to be stewed out. Although the new body's sensing had not yet been fully opened, Ying Fengse's tolerance was at its limit. Suddenly, the dragon exhaled and opened its breath. Ah's sound fell forward, the vest was rising and falling violently, and the mouth was swallowing.
Ying Fengse caught a glimpse of his voice and shook the Feathered God slightly, which was the brightest moment of the weird red light.
As the power of this shock dissipated, the light quickly dimmed, and there were large amounts of sweat stains on the back of the feathered sheep god and the dragon square shirt, which showed that the true energy was surging and flowing.
It’s fine if the feathered sheep god, but when and how did Long Fang be able to cultivate this extraordinary cultivation?
Ying Feng's teeth were sore, his jealousy and resentment were mixed, and why he didn't give more regrets just now, gnawing on his heart like a poisonous snake.
Where is this...?I...what happened to me?I don’t know how long it took, Long Dafang’s muffled voice came from the wet hair, slowly supporting himself and looking around in a daze.
This is a downward world and a reality.Feathered Sheep Shinto: But you can choose to stay in the surrendered realm or return to reality and live a mediocre life.Choose one of two, you can choose it yourself.
You, you are... the God of Feathered Sheep!
Long Fang Huse finally saw the person in front of him clearly, and couldn't help but jump up, his lips fading.
He has always seen this Lord of the Descendant Realm in exchange. Even when he joined forces with Ying Fengse and Lu Xise, he regarded the Feathered Sheep God as the enemy, but he had no sense of reality, as if it was someone else's business. Anyway, when it was at the decisive battle, it would be useless to follow his senior brother, thinking too much is useless.
The more you think, the harder your life is. This is the most profound experience in Long Fang Huse’s life so far.
Until Ying Fengse completely betrayed him.
Ying Fengse didn't know that when he and Liu Yu were steaming in the Zen room, or when Liu Yugu was talking to each other, Long Dafang was in Yingxian Temple, even across the wall, listening to him seducing Liu Yugu.
What made Long Fang hurricane the most was the unconcealed contempt when his senior brother mentioned him.
He sat at the table in a daze, until Liu Yugu patted his shoulder, and realized that Ying Fengse had left for a long time, and forced a bitter smile: Do you want to say, 'Look, I told you a long time ago'?Sure enough, you are right.Liu Yugu stroked his cheek and said softly: I want to say, you should think more about yourself.This person is not worthy of your concern for him. Ten years is not enough for you to recognize him?
He was still sitting on the stool, with his hands wrapped around the girl's snake waist, and buried his face among her warm milk.I thought the dampness and heat were the sweat of the jade bones until I tasted it was salty and astringent, and I realized it was my own tears.
That was the first time since he went up the mountain, he cried in front of others.Liu Yugu said nothing, but just accompanied him quietly, and caught his whimper with a warm heart, and finally came silent.
Even so, Long Fang Hu Se did not start planning a murder, and the descending realm is full of variables and cannot prepare in advance; on the other hand, he is still waiting, waiting for his senior brother to suddenly confess one day, either in the descending realm, or in reality, there is no difference between Long Fang Hu Se, no matter what his senior brother's reason is.
However, even this is not possible.
Ying Fengse would rather continue to steal and secretly with Junior Sister Lucheng in the Jiangjie, playing extremely vulgar, pretending to be innocent and aloof in front of others, and continue to be domineering.
Regarding the arousing everyone's dissatisfaction with Fengse, Long Fang Huse doesn't need to do anything else. No one does more than Ying Fengse himself. He just needs to make sure that everyone is on his side at the moment of attack, without much hesitation.
Yun Ancient Color and Feng Feng Color are inconsistent, and they act extremly and uncontrollable, and they will start when the atmosphere comes. Gu Chunse has a complex mood of extreme envy and jealousy towards this Qiliner in Fengyunxia in his bones. Long Fang Huse knows very well what is attractive enough to him.
Brother He is the easiest one among them.He has the handle in Long Fang Hurricane's hands.
Only Lu Xise was unable to shake it. Excluding the girl and his small harem in Wucheng's house, Ying Fengse is just a solitary son, who was surrounded without knowing it.
He understood the Qingyun embroidered scroll handed over to him by Liu Yugu, and obtained the information to start the Yang Ling. In this name, he secretly formed an alliance with Yunguse and Gu Chunse, and had a tacit understanding of joining forces to seize Yingfengse's points and establish a stronghold in the realm; but until Yàn Wulou died, Long Fang Huse decided on Yingfengse's death, just tonight.
Lu Xise, Yan Manshuang and other people who are in trouble are forced to be separated by Ying Fengse, which saves a bloody battle in a row and unpredictable victory and defeat; the key to the dispatch is exactly Yan Manshuang.
Like Ying Fengse, Long Fang Huse noticed the girl very early, guessing that she was hiding her strength.
Ying Fengse asked Yan Manshuang to hold Lin Jiangqing back and return to the main house to save the person. However, Long Fang led Fang Bingjiu and Dai Changuan over. Yan Manshuang fought three swords alone, and had no time to take care of the whereabouts of the people in Qigong, and indirectly caused Ying Fengse to die from the siege of his fellow disciples.
Long Da Fang could not really succeed, until his senior brother smashed the green bottle, there was no sense of reality. The entire assassination process was like being possessed by his coldness and brilliance. In fact, it was like walking in the realm of dreams. The dagger of the return to the spirit had already penetrated into the abdomen of Yingfeng, and the rest was blank.
At this moment, the memories are revived one after another, and it is difficult to tell the truth about the falsehood: he hates the way he looks, but is he so angry that he must kill him?
In exchange for benefits, but that is senior brother Ah after all!
He smiled bitterly and murmured: This dream... is too outrageous.
Then I saw the dead body with her eyes sticking out her tongue and her face twisted.
After a moment of shock, the sour water rushing up from the stomach caused a severe twitch in the throat. Long Fang turned his head and vomited heavily, just??With a sound, the filth was swarming through his eyes and noses, and he vomited so much that he lay on the wall, trembling all over, and could not breathe for a long time.
I……??...Kill...don't...
It's okay, it's okay.good.The feathered god patted his back lightly to calm the youth.
Everyone is dead, and it is too late to regret.Be happy Ah, I don’t know if the Dragon Envoy has discovered it. Now his points belong to you. Killing people and catching treasures is the only way to earn points in the realm.It is also a gratifying thing for you to get out of your mind in the last round of downward world.
After finally calming down, Long Fang Huse did not dare to hand over the vest to the feathered sheep god. He took advantage of the struggle to get up and tried his best to give in. He staggered back a few steps, stopped by the Tianhuo Yiyang Knife, and reached out to hold it.
The feathered sheep god's eyes showed their praise and shrugged: Hey, why are you trying to kill Yingfengse?Because he fucked your woman?Not to mention that Jiang Lucheng has nothing to do with you, you even killed her...what is this?You can't be a yellow-haired person or a licking dog, and it's inexplicable that you can kill yourself.
Tendons... Dragon King...
What?The feathered god approaches.
...Dragon King tendons.Long Fang's hurricane was relieved, his eyebrows and eyes fell, and he felt a sense of ruthlessness and determination.
Together with the tendon change technique, there are a total of 25,000 points. I can only get it if I kill him.Do you think this is the final downward realm, does the reward still count?It seemed that the answer was not up to your heart, so I wanted to draw my sword.
The feathered sheep laughed sinisterly.Rewards can only exist based on rules. If the downward world is present, rewards and punishments will exist.Look at the chaos now, I can't handle the decline of the world, I'm not trying to cheat you on purpose.
Long Fang pulled up his winged Yang sword, but did not point at the rogue man wearing a feathered sheep helmet. Instead, he looked at it repeatedly and suddenly asked for a moment: There is nothing in the Nine Abyss and the Dragon Emperor coming to the world, right?
……right.The voice of the feathered god obviously held back his laughter.
The messenger is also fake, the focus is on the person who was selected as the messenger... Your purpose is Longting Mountain?The scale clan is just a concealment, and only the disciples of the Qigong Palace are the real targets.You must have inner support on the mountain to get the person out... Yes, you don't trust that person.Even if he can take you into the mountain, you won’t believe it.That person wants to kill you, so he can do it in the mountain protection formation.
In order to be uncontrollable, you deliberately leave the clues of the "Summoning Sheep Order" in the Qingyun Embroidery Scroll, and obtain magical weapons, rare treasures and more skilled high-level messengers in the surrender realm. They will want to bring these back to reality.They are used to obeying your orders and relying on the sense of accomplishment brought by the decline of the world is more reliable than the inner responsibilities who have other thoughts.This is why, the Qingyun Embroidery Scroll appears in the first round.
That is the bait to catch the strongest messenger seedlings.
It sounds very reasonable.The feathered god smiled.
Long Fang Huse pondered: So you need someone who can make power in the strange palace, and you need you and will not betray you, your interests have no conflict with you, and you will live in mutual benefit and symbiosis, and you will take you through the unbreakable four wonder formations of mountain protection for four hundred years to achieve your goal.You are even willing to wait for this.
I have been waiting for four hundred years, and I am not in a hurry.The feathered sheep god spread his hands exaggeratedly.
At present, there is no decline in the world, or due to resource exhaustion, but I think it is more likely that someone is targeting it, so it is not advisable to make a big fuss.Although you are very upset, there is no other way.
Finally, the feathered sheep god was slightly joking, and the dark sheep eyes decorated on both sides of the helmet stared at Long Fang.Perhaps it was caused by the sharp vision in the helmet.
If so, what are the good suggestions for Dragon Envoy?
Dragon King tendons, as well as corresponding medical support, including good doctors and postoperative care.In the future, I will need various resource support, including weapons, martial arts, elixirs, and magical objects used to descend to the realm. Of course, I am not just asking for it. This is all negotiated and will not cause you to suffer any losses.
The feathered god turned his head slightly, as if he was very interested in his lion. He thought that the goods were bought and just waited for a reason to pay.You don't even ask what I want to do, it sounds like a silly blowing.You are doing business in aristocratic families, so why don’t you just talk nonsense like this?
Even if I ask, you won't say it.Until I prove myself, you won't be stupid enough to leak the most important cards in your hand, why waste each other's time?Long Fang Huse said: As long as I become the person you hope to become, this transaction can be done without asking the details.
What do I hope to do according to Fengse?The feathered god smiled and felt very satisfied.
Being the lord of Longting Mountain is like his uncle who should be useless.Long Fang raised his head: Now I understand.I can do better.
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