Douluo's opening send-off system

When he heard Qiongqi praising the delicacies of heavenly beings to Xu Fengnian, Pei Nanwei's face turned pale and he couldn't stop trembling.

The Bluebird Ginger Paste is much better, but its face is still a little pale. Even Qiongqi has seen eating people, but now that Qiongqi is recalling the taste, he still can't accept it.

Xu Fengnian touched the handle of the knife several times, but finally gave up.

Old Monster Wang, who was watching the show in the sky, felt his eyes brimming with fire, and said angrily to Han Wuyi: "You just let this beast go?"

"You don't like those people, and I don't like them either. They are useless except for stealing the luck of the world. Just use them to feed the dogs to save waste." Han Wuyi said indifferently. An angry Wang Xianzhi stood up and wanted to talk to him again. Have a fight.

Han Wuyi glanced at him lightly, and the divine power of the Colorless Realm was roaming around his body. Seeing this, Wang Xianzhi snorted coldly, and the energy around his body lifted up, like a bright sun.

Somewhere in the reed marsh, Huang Sanjia, who was waiting for Zhao Kai, looked up and saw Han Wuyi and Wang Xianzhi confronting each other.

He raised his eyebrows subconsciously, how long have these two old guys been looking there?

Han Wuyi was not discovered by him, and he was able to understand. After all, he was a celestial being, and Wang Xianzhi was no more than a land immortal, so how could he hide it from him?

You know, it's not that he can't become a land god, he just doesn't want to, that old shameless Monopoly Confucian destiny, whoever goes up will die, he hasn't had the idea yet.

After digging Jin Jia out of the soil, Zhao Kai was about to leave. Not far away, he saw an old man rushing in front of him. He was so frightened that he jumped onto Jin Jia and was hugged by a princess from Jin Jia.

"Old man, don't try to blackmail me. Did you see that? I'm guarding this sword, and I'm not someone to be trifled with!"

At this moment, Huang Sanjia inexplicably regretted catching the little white snake and letting it go in front of this kid.

Poor old man Nanhuai, he has been deceived by him for so many years.

At this time, King Jingan, Zhao Heng, who had been waiting outside the reed marsh for a long time, entered the reed marsh with 600 Qingzhou riders.

Han Wuyi's eyes drooped slightly, and Wang Xianzhi immediately revealed a fierce look in his eyes. His Qi was firmly locked on Han Wuyi. As long as he made any move, he would be struck with thunder.

Han Wuyi smiled slightly and looked away, but Wang Xianzhi did not relax at all.

It wasn't until the confrontation between Zhao Heng and Xu Fengnian ended, leaving behind a famous sword and a book of swordsmanship and leaving that he regained his composure.

After sending King Jing'an away and thinking about when to send Shu Xian out to pretend to be Princess Jing'an, Han Wuyi suddenly appeared on the carriage, followed by a strong old man in white, interrupting Xu Fengnian's train of thought. As if Ziying was attacked by an enemy, the sound of a sword being drawn sounded loudly.

Huang Sanjia also walked out of the reeds leisurely, flanked by a big black and white cat. The big cat was carrying the girl who appeared before, and now the girl was carrying a sunflower on her shoulder.

"Haha, girl, Lao Jia? It seems that you two are not ordinary people?"

"I'm not that good at other things, but I learned a lot from Xu Xiao about pretending to be confused while knowing something." Huang Sanjia heard Xu Fengnian's words of pretending to be confused and sneered. As soon as he finished speaking, the girl next to him slapped him. Behind his head, he staggered.

After Huang Sanjia stood firm, he sighed: "Daughter! There are so many outsiders, so I can only save face for my father."

Wang Xianzhi looked at this scene with some curiosity. Did Huang Li, who killed three million people with his three-inch tongue, also have warmth?

Han Wuyi very naturally picked up the sword manual left by Zhao Heng and read it, while introducing: "This is Wang Xianzhi, the one you want to kill. He is already here, and the opportunity is right in front of you. Don't plan to do anything. What?"

"Senior, I was joking. I am a junior in the martial arts world last night. I only have respect for my senior martial arts masters. It's not too late to pay my respects. How could there be such disrespect?" When Xu Fengnian heard that the old man was Wang Xianzhi, Han Wuyi even learned from him. Wu's original intention was shaken out, and he immediately flattered him with a smile. At the same time, he hid behind Qiongqi, and even pulled Li Chungang, who was watching the fun, in front of him.

"The one over there..."

"The Fourteen Saints of the Spring and Autumn Period, including military, Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, swordsmanship, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, etc., I alone occupy the top three, so call me Huang Sanjia." Before Han Wuyi could finish his words, Huang Sanjia said.

Xu Fengnian leaned half out from behind Qiongqi and narrowed his eyes together with Li Chungang.

"Three-inch tongue, Huang Longshi?"

"Are you so not afraid of death?"

"If there is no second San Cun Tongue, it should be me."

Ignoring Li Chungang's malicious words, Huang Sanjia stroked his beard and said.

Upon hearing that he admitted that he was the Spring and Autumn Demon, Xu Fengnian subconsciously took out the Xiu Dong and Chun Lei swords.

Feng Ziying also pointed his sword and crossbow at him.

Huang Sanjia looked calm and had expected this.

Even Tu Xuxiao, a Yangshiren who killed over a million people during the Spring and Autumn Period, said he deserved to die, which shows how unpopular he was.

Originally, he didn't want to come out. After all, he was a book-turner, so there was no reason for a book-turner to end up like this.

Huang Tu, who came to look for him, was confused by his formation and was still circling in the reed swamp, but he didn't expect that there were two immortals looking at him in the sky.

This has to come out.

Known as a book-turner, he should have everything in the world under his control, but he encountered such two perverts.

The world's counselors are playing chess, and the two of them are watching the game. If the game doesn't go as they want, they can flip the chessboard or change the chess player at any time.

Thinking of this, Huang Sanjia's face was full of complexity. If the old immortal only had half of Confucian luck, these two people would be the biggest chess pieces in his hands.