Thunderbolt: Red Dust and Immortals

"I remember you used to have good eyesight, why did you become blind after decades? No matter how you look at it, I am a father, and Jiuqiansheng is a mother!" A glimmer of danger flashed by.

It's a pity that Qi □□'s attention is not on this aspect: "Oh, do you think I'm stupid? When you Beigou asked me to take care of Qi Luosheng, I felt something was wrong. You said he was your son? I think Qi Luo It's almost the same as the son of Jiuqiansheng!"

Most of the time, he was not angry, but replied subconsciously in a daze: "Qi Luosheng is the cub of me and Jiuqiansheng, there's nothing wrong with it."

Qi □□'s eyes wandered for a moment, looking straight at Jiuqiansheng's... belly...

Nine thousand wins: "..."

Qi Luosheng, who froze following Qi's gaze, said, "..."

Yi Qixing understood what Qi meant: "..."

Aroused by curiosity, Yiliuyi moved to Qi Luosheng's side: "Did you really crawl out of Jiuqiansheng's belly?"

Jiuqiansheng suddenly smiled so that Wanhua bowed his head, grabbed Ji Luosheng, and said to Qi Luosheng: "You can solve the problem of the seventh cultivation of martial arts, I need to be good with Ji Guang! Okay! Chat! Chat!" After finishing speaking , the people present saw the moment when their mouths were covered, and they were screaming in a gust of dark wind...

Qi Luosheng suddenly felt that it was a good thing that he was born in Jiuqian Shengsheng, otherwise his other father's IQ would never be able to overwhelm Yi Qixing in this life.

Yi Qixing, who had no idea that Qi Luosheng was complaining in his heart, suddenly shivered, feeling a bad premonition.

Look around, but there are no problems?Where did the premonition come from?

Without Jiuqiansheng and the old dog, there is still a fight on the call of Yuansou, but it's Qi Luosheng fighting Qi □□, Yi Qixing and Yiliu Yiluezhen!

There is no suspense about the outcome, the camera turns to look at the other side.

The runaway amnesia Mingxin listened to another version of the tragic story from Wu Mengsheng, but the protagonist changed from a square love to his own tragic drama.

"Oh, friend... I..." Wu Mengsheng was about to say something, but was interrupted by the amnesiac with a wave.

"Shut up!" Frowning, Ming Xin said, who already knew his real name: "I don't know who is right, you or Bu Xiangchen, but as far as I am concerned, I really feel very close to you, not like Bu Xiangchen. As you say, you can’t love, to be honest, I don’t know why, when I see you, I always feel itchy and want to hit someone, Sanyu has no dreams, are we really friends and not enemies?”

Wu Mengsheng suddenly looked sad: "Friend, are you willing to beat me?"

"Snapped!"

Wu Mengsheng held his forehead that was slapped again, speechless.

Ming Xin looked at his hands, serious: "Well, it's quite cool to fight."

Rubbing the red palm prints, taking out the ointment and rubbing it on, Wu Mengsheng's face immediately returned to normal, and the two of them also left the previous farce behind. I didn't have much feeling about the troll god, but I felt a deep sense of disgust when I accidentally mentioned the word Bo Xun.

"Is this Bo Xun difficult to deal with?" Ming Xin came to a somewhat uncertain conclusion after hearing the details.

"It's very difficult. Bo Xun's three bodies share the spirit Buddha heart. As long as one of the three bodies does not die, the spirit Buddha heart will revive the others indefinitely. The only way is to seal them. As for the others... there is no way at present."

"I see, but what does it have to do with my lost memory when you tell me this?"

"Friends know that the Emperor Xuan of the Demon Realm brought the Hell Transformation a few days ago and brought new trends in the Demon Realm. He intends to cooperate with me, and I will be the bond to unite with the hometown of Heaven and Buddha to fight against the Realm of Desire together."

Ming Xin said with a cold face: "Oh, this Buddha Town is not a good place at first glance, so what does it matter to me?"

Wu Mengsheng: "..." My friend, have you lost your memory and don't you forget to hack the Buddha Town?

"Three fish, don't think I don't know that you are slandering me because of your sullen face? Are you looking for a fight?"

The corners of Wu Mengsheng's mouth twitched slightly: "My friend, with your temper... your amnesia doesn't change at all!"

"Hehe, do you want to take care of me?!"

Wu Mengsheng shook his head, and kept entangled in this issue without saying a word: "My friend, let's talk about business. In fact, I am looking for you to use your current force to counter Bo Xun."

Ming Xin raised her eyes to look at him, didn't speak, just stared at Wu Mengsheng steadfastly.

"Why do you look at me like that?"

"Your face is the thickest I've ever seen! Really! I didn't promise you to help, and besides, although I dislike your senses very much, not to the point of being an enemy, but I'm not so good that I will take whatever you say. What can you help me with?"

Wu Mengsheng: "..." He was heartbroken immediately: "My friend! You used to be my most reliable left arm and right arm. Now that you have lost your memory, why have you become so indifferent? Hey, my heart hurts so much!"

Ming Xin turned her head and left, too lazy to talk to him!

"Hey, my friend, let's go! Did you just abandon me like this?" Wu Mengsheng pitifully grabbed Ming Xin's sleeve, dragging him forcibly.

"You! Let go! We don't know each other well!" Ming Xin always had a bad feeling when he saw this action, as if this action had caused him great harm a long time ago.

"Oh dear friend, we are so familiar, how embarrassing it is to pretend we don't know each other, come on, come on, for the future of the plight, let's continue to work together to maintain peace in the martial arts world." Rely on Mingxin.

After Tian Jue returned to Su Zhenzhen, the time city lord once said: People who have their destiny rewritten by Mingxin will jump out of reincarnation. How to guide the jade-handed heart doctor who has no good or evil in his heart to go on the right path.

From the moment he was split, Wu Mengsheng has been paying attention to the Buddha of Heaven, the Saint of Dizang and others, and found that the traces of destiny that existed on them slowly disappeared. Similarly, Mr. He Zhou, who was supposed to die, intervened After accepting the destiny of Beihai Wubing, he retreated safely, as if he was not affected by the opponent's destiny at all. This confirmed the prophecy of the time city master: Mingxin will be the most critical person in the next battle.

"So, friend, are you really going to abandon me?" With a sad face, Wu Mengsheng looked at Ming Xin with a pitiful look.

The latter's brain hurts: "Mud! Mai acted as if I was a heartbreaker, I obviously don't owe you anything!"

Wumeng gave Mingxin a sad look, and just this one glance made Mingxin's heart shudder: "My friend, you still never leave me, never let go, and bite me every now and then, how did you get over it?" In these few days, you turned your face and refused to admit it?"

With a few words, Ming Xinlei's exterior was tender and tender: "Stop, stop, you're a donkey! How could I do this?" The person who stalks me like this must not be me!

Wu Mengsheng lifted up his sleeves silently, revealing the two big teeth marks on his wrists, and then touched the front of his clothes...

"Wait, wait! What do you want to do?! I don't like you!!" Ming Xin saw that he was about to take off his clothes, and immediately frowned.

Wu Mengsheng said with a bright face: "I'll show you what you did to me before!" Almost bit my shoulder to bleed!Really think that I am the body, the fragrant white lotus can be eaten raw by you?

Mingxin suddenly felt dizzy, and grabbed the hem of his clothes: "Okay, your Mai has confirmed it, can't I listen to your help to fight Bo Xun?"

There was a sly smile in Wu Mengsheng's eyes, but his face was full of melancholy: "The troll god of Zhanyun Realm..."

"Stop! Say it, I'll do it!" Ming Xin hurriedly said.

Wu Mengsheng was finally satisfied, put down the hand holding the skirt, patted Ming Xin on the shoulder, and sighed: "Oh, this is my most trusted friend, and he stabs both sides for his friend."

Ming Xin let out a heck: "If you don't move your claws away, I promise you can stab my friend twice now."

Wu Mengsheng immediately retracted his paw.

The two reached a consensus on the road, without noticing that the flowers passing behind them trembled slightly, and the pictures were slightly blurred back to the Spring Night Youmenglou.

In Youmeng Building, Bu Xiangchen, who had been waiting in full force for a long time, stopped until the two of them disappeared, leaning against the flower couch and chuckling: "Oh~ I see, Wumengsheng, Wumengsheng, he said he didn't like it, I just brought him out of Youmenglou, and I haven’t arrived at Feimamengqu, so I can’t wait to make a promise to the heart doctor? My mother listened to your farting and said that there is a middle-income family, dare to scare me? Hmph, let’s go Just wait and see! Hold the piano, listen to the rain, and bring the pen and ink! I'm going to write a manuscript today!"

"Yes! Madam!"

Spread out the paper, and the two little maids standing aside looked at the words on it, with a confused look on their faces: ""A Rough Love Road is Hard to Stay Together"? Ma'am, isn't your favorite the explicit boudoir taste? Why did you change the style of writing this time? gone?"

Bu Xiangchen held his fan and laughed lightly: "Xiao Baoqin, you don't understand this. If you write too much in one style, you will get bored. Sometimes, change to a different style and change your mood."

"Oh!" X2: "Madam is really clever!"

Bu Xiangchen smiled and said nothing, picking up the pen was like a divine help, and the small script with hairpin flowers appeared vividly on the paper. In just a few hours, a tear-jerking, epic love story was conceived.

"Hold the piano, listen to the rain, and send the manuscript to the bookstore." Bu Xiangchen put down the pen in his hand and stretched himself: "Oh, my bones are sore."

Ting Yu put away the manuscript, kept her hands on it, and praised: "Madam's writing style has improved again. If this manuscript is published this time, I'm afraid it will depend on how many daughters weep."

Holding the piano and gently rubbing Bu Xiangchen's shoulders: "That's right, although the two people in the article are men, they love each other and cannot stay together. There is also a friend named friend who is actually a mistress. It's hard to be married to poor lovers, hey, it's hard to make a tear-jerking friendship for them."

Bu Xiangchen smiled and said, "Okay, you two, stop sighing here and there, send it quickly, the story in this article is always a story, whether it will come true...is not certain."

Listening to Bu Xiangchen's coccyx-cold coquettish smile, holding the piano and listening to the rain: "???" Madam's thinking became more and more elusive.

The author has something to say:

Bu Xiangchen: I am going farther and farther on the road of death, no one can try to pull me back!