Fantasy: The opening pushes the ages

Before he could finish his sentence, he heard a bang, and then saw a shooting star draw a beautiful arc in the sky, and then hit the ground hard like a meteorite falling, stirring up dust in the sky.

"Uh...don't tell me, that was Feng Qitong just now?" Lu Shan hesitated for a moment, then looked at the center of the dust, when he squinted his eyes to see the people inside, he couldn't help being slightly startled.

I could only see that in that pothole, it was Feng Qitong he was talking about.

Good guy, is this little baby so powerful?
Lu Shan was a little surprised.

It's true that he was slapped solidly, but his realm is only the Xuanling Realm. In the final analysis, he is still the bottom of this world of the jungle.

But Feng Qitong is different. This is a strong man at the level of a holy king. He can be regarded as a person who is at the top. What a powerful force must be contained in the body of the cute little milk baby.

It's jaw-dropping when you think about it.

Previously, Feng Qitong and Zhang Heng were on equal footing, and the two were tied, or at the same level. Now, from this point of view, the strength of this little milk boy should be far above Zhou Tong.

In this, it can be regarded as an extra guarantee.

Seeing Feng Qitong flying upside down, Jiang Jinyu didn't have time to feel sorry for her. The little milk baby waved her fist in a childish voice, and a little arrogance appeared on the baby's face, "I think I beat the third prince violently at the gate of Donghai , that Dragon King doesn't even dare to fart, what kind of shrimp soldier and crab general are you, you dare to offend me."

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo cute."

Jiang Jinyu and Zhang Ling'er were so fascinated by the aggressive appearance of the breasts, they couldn't care about anything else, as they pinched that delicate little face, their palms felt lubricated, like a lotus just out of water.

"Humph."

Hearing the compliments from the woman who is overwhelmed by the country and the city, Nezha's face seemed to be blooming, not to mention how happy he was.

Feng Qitong was fine, but when Nezha moved his hands, he knew the severity, but it seemed that he was using a lot of force, but in fact it didn't hurt his muscles or bones.

And he lay in the pothole for a while, and gradually came back to his senses, the smoke cleared, and he didn't wait for Jiang Jinyu to help him with a distressed face for a long time.

So, he got up by himself, but when he saw the girl who was supposed to come to take care of him, still surrounded by the little milk baby, his face was distorted in anger, and he punched the ground hard with his fists.

In an instant, the gap where the fist fell spread like a spider web.

This punch is really terrifying.

"Hey, tell me, there is a market for little milk dogs these days." Seeing this scene, Lu Shan also said with a full face of envy.

Because, that little baby of his is also going around that little milk baby.

When these words are spoken, perhaps only the two people who have traveled through the same time know the meaning expressed by the words at this moment.

The so-called little milk dog and the market, these two titles only existed in that era.

Zhou Mu thought about it seriously, and finally nodded sincerely, saying: "No matter which world you are in, beauties and handsome men are resources that are cherished."

"Ugh!"

After finishing speaking, both of them sighed for a long time, and there was some envy and jealousy in their eyes.

Zhou Mu never expected that he would summon such a destructive Nezha for himself.

However, at this moment, there is also a guarantee. After all, this Nezha's strength may be much stronger than those who came out before.

"Is Han Fei back?"

Zhou Mu asked.

Lu Shan shook his head, sighed and said, "I can't get in touch now, I think there is always an invisible big hand manipulating all this, alas, maybe, we have become the ones on the chopping block now." Fish."

"With me here, you are afraid." Zhou Mu stood up, patted the dust that did not exist on his body, and strode out.

For this, Lu Shan believed it.

After all, they are both traversers, but Zhou Mu's golden fingers are much better than his.

Just talking about this system, it is able to save lives infinitely and kill infinitely. In this world, it is undoubtedly equivalent to having an invisible big boss for personal protection. This is a good thing that many people can't envy.

夜晚
Unique quietness.

The wind whizzed by, bringing the fallen leaves to the ground with a clattering sound.

The rage mixed with the wind and rain, woo woo woo, in the darkness, it seemed like a monster was rampant.

It was still the scene of the mountain and rain coming and the wind filling the building, but this time, the crowd did not gather together.

Even if he believes in Wentianlou's strength to the extreme, for a person who loves his daughter dearly, he will definitely not allow his favorite daughter to be put in danger.

In the end, Zhang Ling'er left the Sword God Temple half-forced and half-threatening.

Zhang Tianjian showed an inexplicable confidence in this, thinking that the existence of the Sword God Temple can well deter the existence of those ghosts and monsters.

The so-called strong dragon can't overwhelm the local snake, even if the outside world calls the wind and rain, in the three-acre land of Huangtianyu, Zhang Tianjian's words will work.

Moreover, he has been in business for many years, and the foundation of the Sword God Temple is extremely strong. Even if the Holy King and the strong do it, it will have to hurt his muscles and bones.

Zhang Ling'er's departure was undoubtedly a huge blow to Lu Shan, so that he was always unhappy now, and he fell asleep on the bed before the sky was overcast.

Zhou Mu, a sleepless night.

The weather outside was not very good, it was windy and rainy, and the whirring sound seemed refreshing and refined on weekdays, but at this moment, he was extremely irritable.

After drinking a few more sips of cold tea, the hotness in my heart finally calmed down a bit.

砰

A loud bang.

Suddenly the window lintel was scraped open, and the wooden stick supporting the window lintel broke.

Zhou Mu had no choice but to walk over slowly, bent down to pick up the wooden stick, and seeing that it was really useless, he turned around and took out a brand new one from the drawer of the wooden table.

Just when I was about to put it on, a grimace suddenly appeared in front of the window lintel.

The ghostly dark face collided with Zhou Mu, and Zhou Mu's palm was stiff in mid-air, and the air was a little awkward.

"Ow!"

Grimace called out tentatively, pretending to be a ghost.

Zhou Mu was stunned, and immediately slapped his mouth out, with a clear bang, the man with the grimace fell heavily on the ground, the mask on his face was broken, it was Lu Shan.

Lu Shan covered his face, and said with an aggrieved face: "You are really ruthless."

"It's not like I said, what are you doing here in the middle of the night pretending to be a ghost?" Zhou Mu turned over the window lintel helplessly, and helped Lu Shan who was on the ground up. The latter got angry and threw Zhou Mu's arm away. , snorted, and stood up by himself, "Two mouths, what do you think should be done?"

"I……"

Zhou Mu understood that Lu Shan came here to seek revenge. This guy still remembered what happened when he was slapped by Nezha earlier. After thinking about it, he said, "Leave Zhang Linger's safety to me."