[Thunderbolt] Your sister

Birds chirping and insects chirping, bamboos and bamboos green and secluded.

In the elegant Lingyun Land, one person sat on the ground, holding the strings with both hands, and made a sonorous sound.

"The sound of the piano is quiet, and the battle in the southeast has not stopped. The sound of the piano is faint, and the song is not old. The sound of the piano is dangerous, and the heroes' tears are wiped before the bottle. The sound of the piano is angry, and the snow waves smash through the sky."

Bamboo leaves rustled softly as the wind passed by, a touch of emerald green swirled down, the graceful figure rotated gracefully, the beautiful eyes flowed infinitely, the lotus feet fell lightly, the jade flute slanted slightly, and the unfinished sentence was continued in a soft voice——

"The sound of the zither is sad, and Tongguan drinking horses is in danger.

When visitors come to the door, the person sitting upright remains motionless.

"Governing the world and sounding the music of the world, who will win the hearts of the eternal sages?"

The green-shirted woman smiled with a hint of good intentions: "You play such a domineering song "Recalling the Old", which is so sad and soul-breaking."

"Qin music is elegant music, with nine virtues, it can be soft or rigid, static or dynamic."

The woman snorted softly: "You can keep the way of discussing the piano for yourself. I said, there is no tea and no guest chairs when the distinguished guests come to the door. How can I entertain me in this Zen heaven?"

The qin player turned his hands over to make a gesture of "please do what you want": "welcome guests with the sound of the qin, and treat each other with green bamboo and floating clouds."

"Ah," the woman shook her head helplessly, turned into a reclining chair by herself, and reclined gracefully: "Forget it, it's not the first day I know you, my delicate body can't stand the toss."

"Ha, if you don't have anything to go to the Three Treasures Hall, why are you here today?"

"It would be hypocritical to say that you only came here to care about your friends."

"Caring for friends has two meanings. If others come to visit, I will never have the reason to open the Zen state." The piano player raised one hand flat, and a real and illusory ice butterfly condensed in the palm.

The woman was about to make a joke, but when she saw this, her complexion changed slightly, and even her tone became more anxious: "Shi Yunsheng! You, you, you—you really intervened, and even he...?!"

"The consistent goal has never changed, I am, and so is he."

The woman sighed deeply: "Your actions will expose your own situation."

"It's okay, I guess no one in the Consciousness Realm has noticed it yet."

"From the past to the present, where did you get your confidence?" The woman was speechless: "One swears not to bow his head, and the other secretly plots. It really is true to heart—I really don't want to be your enemy."

"You have your position, and we have our insistence. If you are really friends, you don't need to worry about other things."

"Then let me ask you, are you really going to face that person in retreat this time?"

"It was intended, but the current plan has been adjusted."

"If I can persuade you, Shi Yunsheng, he will really return to the Consciousness Realm."

Shi Yunsheng was a little sad: "He chooses to come back, which is the biggest risk."

Su Ling also showed a sad look: "Shu Lan asked Mo Yixuan Ying, she has always been so desperate, you know it, and I know it too."

"The future of the knowledge world cannot be left to be dominated by that person... I can create the right time and place, and my friends make up for me the most lacking people and harmony in the plan."

"Only he can do this."

Shi Yunsheng bowed his head silently, and gently plucked the strings. This time, he has no heroism at all, only his nostalgia and gratitude for his old friend.

"While holding the sword, I will be lonely all my life, and I will pay my bosom friend with a song of flowing water."

The nine-turn spiritual heart that has been stolen, and the well-prepared and harmless body will be the inevitable trap for the black tapir.

Before that, he will wait patiently, lest the painstaking efforts of his best friend go to waste.

Twenty miles underground in Lucheng, inside the body of the demon dragon that is losing its vitality, there are cold caves of different sizes and depths surrounded by fine veins.

Teng Xielang hugged his chest with one hand, lightly grasped the evil whip with the other, looking at the illusionist who was suspended in mid-air for a long time.

"I'll give you a few days, but have you figured it out?"

The illusionist's left wrist was wrapped with a thin magic thread, but his right hand was cut behind his back. Both patellas were smashed and hung limply. There was no scar or blood on his beautiful face.

Hearing Teng Xielang's voice, she raised her eyes slowly, showing a rare bit of sarcasm: "Ha, death is sooner or later; death is death if you agree, and death if you don't agree. Happy to see it happen.”

Teng Xielang snorted contemptuously: "People who are guilty of crimes, what kind of strength do you have to support?"

"Hahaha... Teng Xie, you are so naive." The illusionist smiled charmingly: "It is true that I am afraid of getting dirty, afraid of pain, afraid of death, but if the devil world gives me this, I will not get what I want after all. "

Teng Xielang waved the evil whip in his hand, like a venomous snake wrapping around the illusionist's ankle, the cold was mixed with the power of lightning, which made the illusionist tremble slightly, and the seal in his body became loose again.

"Do you think there is no way for the Demon Realm to gain your power?" Teng Xielang looked a little impatient: "It's just that the military adviser thinks that you are still valuable, which makes you linger until now."

"Uh..." The Illusionist groaned, and continued to show a soft smile: "That's even more coincidental. If you want to use my value, it depends on how I feel."

"Shut up your complacency! There is news about the innocent man, your time is limited, so make good use of it."

Unmoved, Teng Xielang put away his whip and turned to leave.

The illusionist endured the pain of his body, and secretly directed the power of ice front and lightning that erodes his veins into the seven meridians and eight meridians in reverse, and there was a trace of coldness in his eyes: "Master Fuying, if you want to squeeze my value, I'm afraid you You don’t have the ability yet. You are not the only wise man in the world... Heh.”

In the secret room, Master Fu Ying stretched out his index finger and wiped the table, and spread five black paper media evenly.

"Wu Zang Youming. Summon Yin to worship thunder."

The seals of both hands are flying like lightning, the green light spots on the fingertips are intertwined and formed, and the magic power stimulates the burst of strange energy, and attacks the Tianshou Fu Pavilion on the coast of the East China Sea from a long distance.

Trapped for several days, the imperial traveler did not panic, but firmly established the heart of Tianshou, and performed the secret technique of Dongying, trying to break through the external seal from the inside.

Suddenly feeling a force disturbing the spell, the Royal Walker stuck his staff to the ground and responded quickly.

"The law of yin and yang. Raise the prison wall."

Sensing the opponent's interception technique, Teacher Fu Ying chuckled lightly: "Ha."

The royal walker condensed the defensive barrier, and seemed to have understood the opponent's purpose, calmly said: "It's the first time we meet, please enlighten me."

"Orthodox yin and yang art in Japan, interesting. I'll give you the chance of the first move!" Teacher Fu Ying became a little interested, and the opponent also responded with superior incantations: "It's better to obey than to be respectful."

The same masters, long-distance duels, with a change of eyes, each show their unique abilities!

Teng Xielang and Bu Jianque guarded the formation outside, while listening to the report of the spies of the ghost clan.

"Dongying has lost the protection of the Tianshou Fu Pavilion, and is currently retreating to the coast of the East China Sea; Hell Island Wen Tianzhu and others have recovered their vitality, and are organizing a defense line with the two guardians of Zhenlong Miaodao and two teams to contain Kyogoku Onihiko."

"Then the defense of Longwei Palace must be tense." Teng Xielang became more and more calm, thinking about the situation calmly: "Zhu Huang and Ying Wu have already set off, can Xuanzong make any moves?"

"Not yet, but Mo Chenyin and Su really seem to be plotting something."

"Hmm...continue to monitor! Also, don't miss out on Xuanyuan Bubai who is about to move, right now is the key, don't let him ruin the situation."

After dismissing the spies, Bu Jianque pushed the sunglasses, feeling infinitely emotional.That brat Zhu Wu, if a few of his sons worked hard, they wouldn't be in such a mess.

——Sure enough, good bamboo shoots come out of bad bamboo!

Suddenly, the door of the secret room opened, and Teacher Fu Ying came out calmly.

"Ouch, the masked boy has an embarrassing expression on his face. What's the matter? Have you successfully held back the Tianshou Fu Pavilion?" Bu Jianque still didn't have the right shape to speak.

"Well, let's be so-so." Master Fuying stood up and was agitated by the duel of spells: "The lord will bring disaster to the dragon, of course we can't let Dongying mess up the situation. To prevent the mysterious aid of Tianshou Fukaku, Hell Island will definitely treat Kyogoku warmly Onihiko."

"Military division, you have seen innocent people, how is the situation?"

Teng Xielang didn't have Zhu Wu's interest in teasing, and went straight to the point.

"Ninety percent sure, but the time has not yet come. Mu Yunxiu's intervention in the mission of the setting sun will also affect the conditions for achieving the innocent."

"But everything is still under the control of the military division."

Master Fu Ying didn't deny it, and continued: "After the disaster dragon, Xuanzong will come. It will take time for innocent people, and it will be a good way to shift the focus by taking the initiative to show off the power of the devil."

"I heard that Xiao Zhongjian and the moon vortex also appeared in the sea waves. The military adviser must ensure that Emperor Zhu cooperates in the follow-up actions." When mentioning the father emperor, Teng Xielang was slightly wary while disgusted.

"Don't worry, prince."

Master Fu Ying actually bowed slightly to Teng Xielang, and when Bu Jianque saw this, his heart sank.

After the subtle etiquette, Master Fu Ying looked as usual, and continued to make plans: "Next, you just concentrate on waiting for the real game against Xuanzong and Su Huan."

"How does the illusionist deal with it?"

"Once the innocent man works smoothly and the three elements resonate spontaneously, then it will be my opportunity to act."

"it is good."

Teng Xielang didn't say much, and immediately went to the place of the heart.

Bu Jianque scratched his forehead: "This kid...has really changed a lot."

"It has already begun to look good." The corners of Master Fu Ying's lips curled up slightly, with a half-smile: "The empress has made the right bet."

Bu Jianque felt quite uncomfortable, turned around and shook his head and said, "Old Wolf, I want to remind you, he still can't control the Four Heavenly Kings!"

Master Fu Ying didn't take it seriously: "That's something for later. What's more...warriors have the responsibilities and rules of warriors, don't they?"

"It's up to you, I haven't clocked in for a long time, so I just pretend I didn't see it! I'm going to come and go and continue to do my thing, so I can take care of myself."

Watching Bu Jianque leave, Master Fu Ying gave a deep smile, and said to himself: "Master, I hope you don't let the situation go to that point...Hmph."

The sky was clear and clear, but Mu Yunxiu was sweating profusely on the ground.

"Fuck Heaven. Hua Liangyi... What's the matter? Hey, people nowadays have such a strong sense of privacy, they change their passwords every now and then." He opened the folding fan and slapped himself twice, and said anxiously, "Is there still a number of input times?" Limit it? No way? How many chances do I have left?"

Just when he was in a hurry, a sky bridge appeared above the clouds.

"yeah……?"

Why is it not the suspension bridge but the sky bridge that comes down?

Mu Yunxiu was stunned for a moment, and fell into a deep entanglement.

Go up, if the narrow-minded uncle of Xuanqiao sees it, he will probably be credited again; don't go up, Tianqiao is also an elder, and he has taken the initiative to lower the ladder, so it's not easy to slap him in the face?

After a moment of battle between heaven and man, he finally mustered up the courage to step up the ladder.

Since the Battle of the Two Cities, Huawaitian has been deserted for a long time, and the entrances have changed accordingly.

The Liuji overpass was so clean that it couldn't be more pure, and Zhao Muzun sat on the cloud platform alone and fell into samadhi.

Mu Yunxiu came to the side of the cloud platform, not daring to disturb her, and observed silently.

Leaving aside the mess of the past, Zhao Muzun now has the dignified and dignified temperament when he first entered the world... Hey, he actually used the adjective "dignified".

After a few breaths, Zhao Muzun slowly opened his eyes, and said calmly, "What's the matter?"

"Hey, I'll just say what I'm here for - are you interested in a fight in the Demon Realm?"

Zhao Muzun remained expressionless.

Mu Yunxiu could only smile awkwardly but politely.

"Time and place."

so refreshing? !

Mu Yunxiu was really startled, but also afraid that the other party would regret it, she quickly replied: "Five days later, Chuliyuan will go to Jiuluan Peak."

Zhao Muzun was still in a stable state, and it took him a while to say: "I see."

——Don’t say go, don’t say no.

Mu Yunxiu's heart is blunt, and it's not easy to press... Ah, getting along with elders with this personality is the most troublesome!

But he still said politely: "The junior is leaving, I'm sorry for bothering you."

After he left, Zhao Muzun continued to sit on the cloud platform like a piece of wood, his eyes were gloomy, and he exuded an aura of... autism.

On the other hand, Feng Qianxue suddenly opened her eyes, poked her head out, and said in a low voice, "Too compassionate! Too compassionate?"

"Miss Feng, I am here."

Feng Qianxue breathed a sigh of relief—thank God that this guy finally stopped calling her the disqualified "Young Bridge Master".

Then she continued to ask in a low voice, "Is the bridge owner there?"

Tai Ci Xin, who was guarding the formation, was sitting on a small bench with a stiff body, and beside him stood the Master of the Hanging Bridge with a displeased face.

"What's the matter?"

Hearing the deity's voice, Feng Qianxue immediately repeated Mo Chenyin's plan.

Yin Qiujun was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his voice and said, "You've been running around all day causing trouble, and you only thought of Xunwu when something happened?"

"Uh..." Feng Qianxue's facial muscles stiffened, and she dryly apologized and said with a smile: "Qiao Master, anyway, you have a lot of free time, so you should go out occasionally to exercise your muscles and bones."

"Go out to exercise your muscles and bones, and let the devil chase me down by the way?"

"It's not like you haven't been out before..."

"Well said, why did I go out?"

Feng Qianxue immediately said in a loud voice: "For me! It's all because of me! I made a big mistake! There is no pardon for the crime!"

"Come on this."

Yin Qiujun snorted heavily.

Hearing his reaction, Feng Qianxue said solemnly: "I said, Master, I don't care about your lord's grievances, and I can't care about them either. Let's talk about the matter. Ye Xiaochai's capture by the Demon Realm is your fault."

Yin Qiujun sneered: "Oh, what a big pot."

"The Fault Junction in the Demon Realm is also your fault."

Yin Qiujun shook his fan and continued to sneer: "Just count it all at once, how many pots do I have left?"

Feng Qianxue had the courage to say these words to him, and she had already done a lot of psychological construction. Hearing the words, she raised her face and said loudly: "Master, a real warrior must face the bleak life. Even with bare hands, you have to carry it. Jiuluan Peak is in battle, whether to go or not, let me know."

Yin Qiujun choked on her face.

——He wants to overturn this stinky girl with the lid of the pot! =Dish=!

"Master?"

Feng Qianxue asked tentatively in the formation.

"……Humph!"

Outside the formation, Yin Qiujun walked away with a flick of his sleeves.

Feng Qianxue finally put her heart firmly back in her stomach.

The four wonders of Xuanzong... I really want to watch it in person.

But that was impossible—the avatar had to be brought back to share.

In the Longwei Palace, the main altar of the True Dragon Miaodao, the Canglong of the Six Misfortunes is discussing with Tian Qiao and his wife about transferring the people near the coast of the East China Sea.

"Tiankari Fukaku is about to be broken, we must seize the opportunity to wipe out Kyogoku Onihiko and his followers in one fell swoop. The battle on the coast of the East China Sea is about to start, please guide everyone to evacuate as soon as possible."

"Don't worry about this matter, Master, we have prepared a plan." Tian Qiao scratched his head and said in confusion, "It's just that Xuanyuan Bubai and the Demon Realm have been so quiet these past few days. Master, you should be careful of their secret cooperation."

Speaking of Xuanyuan Bubai, the Six Disasters Canglong was a bit apprehensive: "Xuanyuan Bubai is indeed a dangerous person, but according to what Su Zhenzhen said, the demon world is busy investigating Hai Bolang recently, and there should be no opportunity for the two to join forces for the time being."

As soon as the words fell, loud laughter was heard outside Longwei Palace: "Hahahahaha...is that so?"

"Ok?"

With the cold and oppressive aura coming towards him, Liu Huo Canglong was startled, and raised his hand to signal everyone to be alert.

"Wen Zhang ancient and modern, martial arts run through the universe, the world is vertical and horizontal, but I am undefeated."

Xuanyuan Bubai stepped forward boldly, with contempt and arrogance challenging the world in his eyes.

"Xuanyuan Bubai, why are you here?"

"Let me see how much value I can expect from the Master Miaodao."

"Huh?" Knowing that the defense of Longwei Palace is weak, the Six Woes Canglong had to deal with it cautiously: "What value do you expect from me?"

Xuanyuan Bubai's eyes were deep, and he smiled mysteriously: "We will see the outcome soon."

"Teacher, leader!" A soldier of Miao Dao, covered in blood, fell into Longwei Palace in embarrassment, and said in panic: "The army of the devil world is attacking! Silver... ah!!!"

A burst of energy came later, blowing the soldier to pieces.

The demon soldiers defended, the brave generals cleared the way, the alien vermilion emperor's battle armor was added, and the domineering descended, the magic spear in his hand was pointed at an angle, and the vigor passed, and the purple thunder and red electricity rolled up the magic flow storm!

"Silver Zhu Wu learned the power of the disaster dragon today!"

"Everyone be careful!"

The Canglong of the Six Misfortunes swiped the wind and sent Tian Qiao and his wife out of Longwei Palace, and then personally faced the king of the devil world;

King against king, strong against strong, the evil dragon will meet the emperor, the smoke rises, the palms are wild, and the martial arts of the world are stirred up in an instant!

"Slash the wind and moon!"

"Ziwei Dongyao!"

The attack was extremely extreme, flashing like lightning, connecting with each other in a decisive manner, and in an instant they shot out a brilliant glazed light.

Fighting for the second time, each knows the depth, the six disasters, the blue dragon and the dragon armour, forcibly block the power of breaking the sky, and the silver and vermilion martial arts are both powerful and powerful.

"Creation Art. Dilong Huanyu!"

"I don't hear the wind song of the years!"

The dragon energy is shining, the demonic energy is fierce, the power of creation is unrivaled, and the magic of Nazhen shakes the universe.

Xuanyuan Bubai moved lightly, stayed away from the siege, and concentrated on appreciating the duel of kings: "It's a wonderful meeting, really not to be missed. Which one of you is more worthy of the challenge, the Six Woes Canglong or the Silver Emperor Zhu Wu, today we will have a conclusion! "

On the other hand, the demon general let out a deep sip, and the silver lightning whirled out of the ground with strong vigor, the purple light blared the drums, the fire from the sky cut off his life, and the tomb guard's sword was like a deep pool, and he blocked the powerful magic tricks. Spit vermilion.

"Uh……!"

Realizing that the situation in another battle is unfavorable, the Canglong of the Six Misfortunes was distracted for a moment, and Zhu Wu's Moyuan Spear was in front of him: "You have no room for distraction!"

After many years, Ying Wu once again followed his father to fight with his father. The fighting spirit was raging, and the silver and evil poured out mercilessly;

"Father!" Qian Liuying came here in a hurry, once he solved the danger of the real dragon's wonderful way, he confronted Yin Tingwu forcefully.

"Liuying?!" The father and son met each other, and after the six misfortunes Canglong were relieved, they once again focused on fighting the king of the demon world.

"Ha..." Yin Ying and Zhu Wu smiled arrogantly: "Six misfortunes and blue dragons, this is a dispute between you and me, and it is also a witness to the competition between our descendants."

Father against father, son against son, father and son fighting together, and then to the extreme!

The battle, the war is endless, the battle until the light of the sky fades, the blue dragon shows the extreme human ability, Zhu Wu fully unleashes the power of the god of war, the dragon among men fights against the peak of the devil, as time goes by, the stalemate The battle situation began to change——

"God's Strike. Penetrating God's Seal!"

Yin Yin and Zhu Wu absorbed the infinite energy of heaven and earth, and for the first time showed a double-style move. The frightening king's strength and the infinite power to win the game made the six evil dragons have no chance to breathe, and all moves were at the risk of life and death. Gap!

"Father!"

Qian Liuying was anxious, but the persevering demon picked up Yinxie and strongly blocked him: "Your opponent is me!"

Going back and forth several times, Yin Yin and Zhu Wu coldly analyzed the weakness of Zilong's war scales, swept with the magic element gun, and made a breakthrough!

"what--!"

The Six Disasters Canglong was hit hard for the first time, and retreated several steps, blood spattered, staining the green bricks under its feet red.

The scales of the battle were broken, and the Canglong of the Six Misfortunes tried his best to stabilize his body, and met the eyes of the silver-colored Zhu Wu, knowing that the end was imminent.

"The last trick!" Yin Yan and Zhu Wu danced the magic spear again: "Shuangliu, the strings and songs of the years are chaotic!"

The six misfortunes Canglong forcefully lifted the inner energy, and erupted with the final strength: "The universe belongs to me. The law of the emperor's death!"

After the big move, dust flew and sand exploded, and the Longwei Palace collapsed with a loud noise. On the ruins, there were only two staring figures.

The Six Woes Canglong's figure swayed slightly, and a rush of hot blood rushed out of his chest.

Yin Ying Zhu Wu's thoughts turned around in his heart, and he smiled lowly.

The human king in front of me, and myself, the king of the demon world, have both once ruled the world in high spirits, and have also been depressed and self-exiled, with several ups and downs-the difference is that one fell to the top but stood up again, and the other returned to the top but With no ambition, the achievements of today's opposing sides.

As the god of war in the demon world, Yinzhu Zhuwu once again won the victory, but there was no joy in his victory.

"Six Misfortunes, Canglong, how do you feel when it's about to end?"

"Ha..." The Six Woes Canglong suppressed his injuries and refused to answer.

Qian Liuying was extremely sad, and rushed to her father, choked up and unable to speak.

"Liuying, accompany me to a place." Pushing away Qian Liuying who stepped forward to support her, she used her own strength to step out step by step: "The last part of the road, I want to walk proudly."

"Father……"

Qian Liuying followed closely behind, full of sadness.

All the demon soldiers wanted to stop them, but with a wave of the silver-colored Zhu Wu's sleeves, they stopped the army's movement: "Let them leave."

The head of the six misfortunes Canglong did not return, but he comforted him gently: "My son, put away your tears, the end of the Canglong, there is no need to be sad."

"……Yes."

The Canglong of the Six Misfortunes walks with his head held high, his heart is as clear and peaceful as a mirror, and the past is as vivid as yesterday.

"Hahahaha... Power, hegemony, dominance, attachment, liberation, the true dragon's wonderful way. Love, hate, sorrow and joy, life and death, my life is so brilliant, even if I die, I will have no regrets!"

Yin Yin Zhu Wu silently cast his eyes down: "Six Disasters Canglong...an opponent worthy of respect."

The sunset is brilliant, the grass is slanting in the breeze, and the legend of a generation of imperial dragons ends silently.

Wangtian Ancient House, Mo Chenyin and Zheshan Army silently watched the image of the fallen dragon in the sky, speechless for a while.

"Qiqi Blood Tribulation has finally come true."

The Taoist in blue couldn't help feeling sad, Zhe Shanjun comforted him: "My friend has done his best, so there is no need to blame yourself."

"In life, we all hope to make a choice that we don't regret. This is the choice of the six evil dragons. Although I regret it, I feel the impermanence of God's will. For us, what should we do with this illusory will and the tricks of fate? response?"

Zhe Shanjun was silent for a moment: "There is something in your words."

"The situation of the Jiuluan Peak must rely on the power of the strange array. Before that, in addition to confirming your physical condition, I also need to know whether you are mentally prepared. For those two fellow practitioners who have sinned deeply—— "

"Mo Chenyin, don't test a person who has not fluctuated all year round."

Zhe Shanjun slightly turned his face away, not wanting to talk further.

"Mu Yunxiu has already started to act, and we will all have to face it soon. Zheshan, you don't need to suppress yourself."

"Ascetics should have the feeling of embracing all living beings, but need to get rid of personal emotions."

"Wrong, there is no opposition between the two." Mo Chenyin flicked his whisk, stood side by side with the Zheshan Army, and looked into the distance: "Sometimes a difference in thought may become an eternal regret."

"I am not qualified to forgive Xuanzong and the many victims of hardships for their mistakes."

"But you are not obliged to regard them as your own responsibility." Mo Chenyin said calmly, "Zheshan, human nature is always chaotic and swaying. We are not perfect, so we need to understand each other."

The Zheshan Army didn't say a word, and after a long time, he let out a sigh of frustration: "Mo Chenyin, Siqi has a friend like you, what can I ask for?"

Mo Chenyin wanted to speak again, but when he noticed the movement of the Qiankun Magic Circle, he smiled slightly: "It seems that little friend Mu has returned with news."

Entering the ancient house, Mu Yunxiu looked around with staring eyes: "Master Mo, I'm only going out for a while, what happened? Why did Qinggeng Lengfeng collapse?"

"Ha, in order to verify the recovery of Zheshan's military skills, I have a little discussion with him."

Mu Yunxiu: "..."

Are you kidding me?

The sparring broke Qingstem Lengfeng?

He felt that his understanding of "comparison" needed to be updated.

"Young friend Mu, what's the result of this trip?"

Mo Chen asked calmly, and Zhe Shanjun's eyes shifted to Mu Yunxiu.

Mu Yunxiu opened the folding fan and shook it, a tangled look flashed across her face: "Oh, the process is hard to describe, but the result should not be bad."

Mo Chenyin couldn't help laughing, and asked: "I can't help but wonder, how did you convince my two fellow practitioners?"

"This..." Mu Yunxiu raised her head and looked up at the sky: "The introverted ones are better to get straight to the point, while the arrogant ones have to be coaxed and tricked to smooth things over. I don't thank you for taking away my experience."

As soon as the words were finished, Mu Yunxiu quickly ran to the place where the Lengfeng elves lived: "The report is over, I'll go first, you guys chat slowly!"

Mo Chenyin and Zhe Shanjun were speechless for a moment at the same time.

"Ha..." After a while, Mo Chenyin smiled heartily: "Zheshan, shouldn't we rebuild our knowledge of human relationships?"

"Hmm..." A slight embarrassment appeared on Zhe Shanjun's face.