The Cannon Fodder Big Brother collapsed again

The woman's hand was cold, and she stuck it to Ji Zheng's neck.And the next moment, the clear sword edge passed through her transparent chest.

The woman threw her neck back and fell backwards.The graceful curves of the flowing water suddenly collapsed.

Ji Zheng didn't look back from the beginning to the end, the woman behind him had disappeared, and the singing that had been lingering around him just now seemed to be cut off by this sword.

But how can a woman who doesn't even have a face sing?

As soon as this thought came to Ji Zheng's mind, countless black hairs wrapped around his body.This feeling is actually somewhat familiar, exactly the same as being entangled by Shi Qi before.At the same time, intermittent calls sounded in his ears.

"A Zheng..."

Ji Zheng gradually couldn't tell who the voice came from, it seemed to be Lin Shaoxin.But when he turned his head, he seemed to see someone drinking under the moon.With frivolous eyebrows and eyes, the wine slipped down his skirt, staining a layer of ambiguous traces in the moonlight.

He tilted his head and looked over, beckoning to himself.

"Stinky boy..."

Holding the little porcelain figurine in his hand, Fang Qian dived all the way, and finally saw Ji Zheng in the heart of the pool.He was worried all the way for no reason, but when he saw Ji Zheng at this time, he was only amused.

Ji Zheng was half-stuck between the long hair, as if he was about to be swallowed up by the squirming long hair like a waterfall.He is also struggling, but the struggle is not intense or thorough, as if he has a heart for this big clump of hair, wants to leave, but wants to be lingering.

Fang Qian had never seen Ji Zheng in such a posture before, and watched for a long while with a half-smile, until those black hairs began to burrow into Ji Zheng's facial features before making a move.Using his finger as a sword, he cut off many black threads that were entangled with Ji Zheng with a swipe of sword energy.Seeing those long hairs surging and about to make a comeback, Fang Qian couldn't help but sigh, and stepped forward to pat Ji Zheng's shoulder.

Ji Zheng suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head just in time to see Fang Qian's face.He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the next moment the long sword pointed at Fang Qian's neck, drawing a sword light.

Fang Qian was taken aback, and he fell backwards by taking advantage of the force of the water, avoiding this sharp sword move, feeling a little baffled in his heart.Although the resentment in these hairs is heavy, there is not much aura. Could it possibly damage Ji Zheng's sanity?

It's a pity that it's inconvenient to speak underwater. While avoiding Ji Zheng's follow-up sword moves, Fang Qian gesticulated at Ji Zheng with a frown and puffed face, trying to calm Ji Zheng down and recognize who he is.

Ji Zheng had already sensed that something was wrong when he drew his sword for the second time, but instead of stopping, he took advantage of the momentum to retreat from the surrounding evils.As for the person in front of me who is exactly the same as the elder brother...

Although Ji Zheng refrained from withdrawing his sword energy, he still kept it hidden. He was on guard carefully, but subconsciously there was a hint of secret expectation in his expression.

so similar.His eyebrows are like a crescent moon, and his eyes are like winter snow.He is the young leader of Xianmen, who can turn the sun and the moon with a slight smile.

Even the aura on his body was exactly the same, no different from the repeated aftertaste in his memory.But... but how is this possible?

Fang Qian frowned and gestured for a while, then suddenly froze, and finally remembered that he was no longer a porcelain man.He shook the little thing he was holding in his hand, and sent a voice transmission: "Silly boy, have you had enough beating?"

"Eldest brother..." Ji Zheng opened his mouth, and first poured a mouthful of black water into his stomach. He couldn't help coughing a few times, and the corners of his eyes gradually turned red.His breath was disordered, although he was not entangled with black hair, he struggled in the water by himself.

"..." Fang Qian felt that he might still have the ability to call anyone stupid.Just thinking about it, I was a person who should have died, but suddenly turned into a porcelain doll, and suddenly realized my body, no wonder people reacted so strongly, and could forget that I was in the water for a while.

Fang Qian stepped forward to try to catch Ji Zheng, and Ji Zheng also struggled to swim towards Fang Qian.His water skills are actually very good, and after a brief disturbance, he regained his rhythm, looked at Fang Qian, and stretched out his hand to hug him.However, their bodies were perfectly staggered, and Ji Zheng's arms were empty.

Ji Zheng and Fang Qian were stunned at the same time, Fang Qian looked down at himself in confusion.So he's still in a spirit state?but……

Fang Qian couldn't help looking at the little porcelain figurine in his hand, how could he still hold a real object?what is this?Schrödinger's big brother, both life and death?

He only paused for a moment before realizing that he had lived among the porcelain people for so long, so it was only natural that he could encounter them.

But just now his sword energy was able to cut off that weird hair, and he could also feel the aura on Ji Zheng's sword edge.

Forgive him for being a ghost for the first time, and he is really confused.

Ji Zheng's eyes were completely red, thinking about it day and night, Fang Qian, who dreamed of seeing him, suddenly appeared in front of him in his original appearance, but he couldn't touch it.It was probably because he was hindered from the bottom of his heart that when his hands passed through his body, the scene was a little palpitating. His hands only repeatedly stretched out to Fang Qian, passing through his arms continuously.

Fang Qian looked down for a while, then sighed: "Okay, stop playing, get out of here first."

leave?Hope is close at hand, where do you want him to go?Ji Zheng turned around and swam deeper.

Fang Qian subconsciously reached out to grab someone, but found nothing.The veins on his forehead were throbbing, but he had no choice but to swim down.

Ji Zheng's heart is also in a mess.He thought he could hold his breath, but he didn't want Fang Qian to be close in front of him, but he was still out of touch with him.He even wondered if it was because he made a mistake when he entered the water that Fang Qian was implicated by himself and made a mistake.Then can he return to normal?Can you still change back to the old senior brother and follow him back to the Taihang Immortal Gate?

This time Fang Qian was already standing in front of him, but he wanted to find the entrance more strongly than ever.

He hoped that he could come back safely and smoothly.

Amidst all these thoughts, Ji Zheng felt distracted for some reason, and even forgot to transmit the words in his heart to Fang Qian for a while.

"Geche Langjun Qiucao. Don't hate Yuan Shanmei for being small. If you are ruthless, don't annoy your amorous feelings. The first one must return early..."

Under the deep water, the familiar singing voice came again, crying like complaining.

Ji Zheng's intuition was very accurate, he passed through the black water, through the hair that was entangled with him just now, and he finally saw the woman at the bottom of the lake.She was dressed in azure blue clothes, with black hair hanging loose.She didn't know how long she had been sitting in the lake, but her eyes looked innocent and affectionate.

There was no focus in her eyes, and the upturned plain face was looking at the surface of the lotus pond that could not be seen above.

Wait, she waited for so long, but her husband still didn't show up.

Ji Zheng and Fang Qian stopped at the same time. The appearance of this woman...is exactly the same as Shi Qi.

Fang Qian carried the aura in his palm, and this time, he finally met Ji Zheng.Ji Zheng was shocked for a moment, and immediately stretched out his hand to cover the back of Fang Qian's hand, but in the end he pressed it on his arm.

Fang Qian didn't notice Ji Zheng's complicated mood. He lowered his head and looked at the woman who was still singing: "This is the person whom the King of Chengxi wants to resurrect? I don't know if that affectionate prince has come to the water Let's take a look."

But there is so much resentment here, if he really comes down, he might not be able to leave.

Ji Zheng didn't seem to hear Fang Qian's words, and he had no interest in the sad and beautiful woman and the despair in the deep water.He just kept thinking, why couldn't he touch him?Even though he was holding his arm, he could feel the fine wrinkles and softness on Fang Qian's skin, this feeling was so real.

This cognition is enough to make Ji Zheng ignore everything outside for the time being.

The beauty seemed to have just seen Fang Qian and Ji Zheng, her light gray eyes swept between them, and finally fixed on Ji Zheng.There seemed to be a sudden light in those beautiful eyes, and the figure floated towards him faintly: "Lang Jun? Are you my lord?"

Seeing the female ghost in the water getting closer and closer, but the people around him didn't move.

Fang Qian smiled helplessly, pushed Ji Zheng away casually, stepped forward and forced the female ghost's head to him: "Miss, you misidentified the person, he is not your husband."

I don't know if it's because of the same origin, even if he didn't use his aura, he firmly held the female ghost's head with his hand, and turned her head 180 degrees. The scene was a little scary for a while.

"Sorry." Fang Qian also seemed to realize that his actions were a bit abrupt and unsightly. Just as he was about to help the beauty turn her head back, Ji Zheng slashed at the beauty with a sword, slashing her directly. into two halves.

Although the complaining ghost had no blood, the scene was really not pretty. Fang Qian subconsciously turned his head and looked at Ji Zheng with a confused expression.

Even if this beauty has bad intentions, she wouldn't be so ruthless, right?

The moment Fang Qian let go of his hand, the hostility in Ji Zheng's heart was completely aroused.The obsession in his heart was too deep, and he couldn't help but make the killing move immediately after being overjoyed and startled.

He couldn't bear it, even if it was only for a moment.

Fang Qian didn't have time to focus on the picture of Ji Zheng cutting the "watermelon" in front of him, because the beauty who had been cut in half was still staring at him with resentment and admiration.

He let go of his hand with some disgust, and stepped back for a distance.

It may be that Fang Qian's action of breaking his head just now was more intuitive. The female ghost subconsciously ignored Ji Zheng next to him, and floated towards Fang Qian again, with a lingering voice, she came over to kiss his side face: "Mr. Me?"

For some reason, Fang Qian subconsciously looked at Ji Zheng first, and he saw a ray of golden dragon spirit in his hand.

I don't know why, but there is an expected feeling.

Fang Qian pressed the female ghost into the underwater mud with some amusement, and at the same time helped her avoid Ji Zheng's attack, turned his head and taught Ji Zheng solemnly: "Be gentle with girls, otherwise it will be easy to not get a wife in the future .”

Then he looked at the female ghost who had been flattened by his slap, and remonstrated earnestly: "Miss, men and women can't get along, let alone you are a married woman, we will be immersed in a pig cage if you do this."