Daqin Fusu's dimensional chat group

This means that even if it is drinking, Fusu and Yang Jian will be more affected by the same pot of wine. This is why Fusu said that Lu Bu lost at the beginning.

"Meeting an opponent at the beginning of the game is really frustrating."

Fusu was not frightened by Yang Jian either. He stretched out his finger and flicked the jar of wine closest to him, and saw a small transparent head protruding from under the red cloth in the wine jar that should have been sealed by the red cloth. After looking around, He lifted the red cloth over his head, and then struggled to climb out of the altar.

A bunch of transparent small wings gradually eased with the shaking of the transparent villain, until the full figure was fully exposed, and then flew around the wine jar, and then pulled up one transparent wing from the wine jar. villain.

Crowds of transparent villains cheerfully presented a festive dance in the arena, before finally disappearing into Fusu's mouth.

"Wow! The group leader brother is amazing!"

At this time, Hermione, who was being protected by Snape, opened her small mouth and shouted with adoration.

Fusu blinked at Hermione, and also welcomed a third opponent.

"Master Fusu, please."

The wine jar next to Ye Gucheng exploded in an instant, and countless water swords were shot out, and then in the field where everyone stepped back four or five steps, they danced a set of sword techniques, not breaking the ground at all, representing different sword movements water sword.

When drinking the last drop of wine along the tip of the sword, Ye Gucheng also felt a little drunk.

"I found that after today, I never dared to say that I would drink again."

Tony and Barry looked at each other with wry smiles, why are they the only foreigners in the group who haven't learned the essence of chatting group pretense?

"Good drink!"

Fusu clapped his palms and laughed, Ye Gucheng is indeed a man with the name of sword god, this sword dance is not only very unique, but also handsome and outrageous!

"Can any of you lend me a sword?"

318 Chi Tong's Knife

"Big brother."

Chitong untied the village rain from her waist, and handed it to Fusu's palm.

Looking at the eyes of the insider who drifted away from time to time, Fusu neither accepted nor refused.

Whether it is a sword or a sword makes no difference to Fusu, because Fusu is not a simple swordsman and swordsman, even his own body can be regarded as a weapon, so the weapon in his hand is naturally not the point.

but,

Damn it, Cunyu and Chitong have dual cultivation of life and life. It is not an exaggeration to say that this is Chitong itself. Just holding it in your hand, you can even feel the slightly cold body temperature on Chitong's body, let alone using this weapon. Dao Yanwu drank.

"Don't look at it, no one will lend you a sword."

Maybe someone would borrow Fusu's weapon at the beginning, but after Chitong volunteered to hand over her weapon to Fusu, obviously no one would destroy such a straightforward expression of a girl.

This is not a love between a man and a woman.

Because neither Fusu nor Chitong have any understanding of the love between men and women.

It's just that after such a long time of contact, most people in the group know Chitong's admiration and trust for Fusu.This is a simple girl who will not frown even if it is a fairy tale as long as it is told by Fusu.

"You bird people!"

In desperation, Fusu could only hold the handle of the knife, carefully holding it flat in front of him.

The knife is a good knife.

This kind of quality will not be reserved because of its appearance, or because the forging technique comes from a certain country.

It is also because of Chitong's will to stay on this knife that this knife has a very agile temperament.

The long knife was out of its sheath, and a cold light appeared on the thin blade.

Feeling the meaning of attachment from the blade, Fusu became the first person who could use this weapon outside Chitong.

"I have a question. If this knife can be considered as Chitong girl, then Fusu is grabbing the head or the foot of Chitong girl?"

Guo Xiang grabbed the chicken leg with one hand, wiped Zhang Sanfeng's Taoist robe with the other, and asked with some doubts.

"Hey, what are you looking at me for? Don't say you are not curious about this question!"

Guo Xiang couldn't help taking a step back from being stared at by everyone looking at him as a fool, for fear that he would become a target of public criticism and suffer disaster for no reason.

"We are very curious about this question, but we will definitely not ask at this time."

Tony stared at Guo Xiang with the look that you are absolutely finished, and explained to him.

Don't think that Tony is the king of death in the group, but unlike Guo Xiang's behavior of just digging holes and running away, most of Tony's deaths have remedial measures.

For example, if you take Fusu's image as an escort, [-]% of the proceeds will be given to Shi Huang after changing hands.

Although doing so will definitely kill Fusu, but for the sake of money, Fusu will most likely choose to ignore this matter, even if Fusu is angry but moves his hand, Tony will not die too thoroughly .

This is Tony's death-defying experience, and Guo Xiang is in two different realms.

So in this embarrassing but gossip-filled atmosphere, if Guo Xiang directly pointed out the topic, he would definitely become the biggest target in the first place.

"This is sister Chitong's waist."

Fusu looked at Guo Xiang with a smile, which instantly made the 16-year-old woman break out in a cold sweat.

"Damn it, it's too much to die!"

Ignoring Guo Xiang's words of remorse, Fusu explained: "You can accept the dual cultivation of man and machine, but why are you still accustomed to applying ordinary people's concepts to all things in the dimensional world?"

"Although the hilt and the tip of the knife are end to end, this does not mean that the whole knife is judged according to the division of the human body."

"Although Sister Chitong didn't use all of her imagination when she first smelted Murasame, but after I reminded her, although Murasame didn't seem to have changed much, it was different from what you thought."

"The handle of the knife is sister Chitong's waist, because a person's waist has great toughness, and many movements of the human body rely on the waist to exert force."

Gently shaking the village rain in his hand, in Fusu's subtle movements, the village rain long sword has something different from ordinary swords.

From the handle to the first half of the blade, there is a very stable vibration frequency, while the second half near the tip of the blade has a larger swing.

It is impossible for such a situation to appear on a fully formed sword, but no one was surprised at this time.

Because with the unsheathed long knife shining under the light, everyone seemed to see another red pupil walking and dancing in Fusu's palm.

"Sure enough, any weapon in Mr. Fusu's hands is icing on the cake and complements each other."

Ximen Chuuxue couldn't help sighing when he saw Fusu's saber technique that had already begun to dance.

"Because Mr. Fusu is a proud person."