Lord Water God who still hasn't taken medicine today

in the woods.

"Master Liang, everything you want us to prepare is ready."

"Oh?" Master Liang Qiqingliang who looked up at the clouds in the sky—it was the one who confronted Yu Libai not long ago—turned his head, "It's very fast."

"My lord is in a hurry this time, so I'll naturally speed up." The person in the shadow didn't show his figure, but his tone was very submissive, "But we assure you, although it's a rush, this side of Wuhou's siege crossbow Compared with others, it is not inferior at all, even the monks in the foundation establishment period are as fragile as paper in front of it, and it definitely meets your requirements."

Liang Qiqing nodded.

In front of him was a large crossbow with a height of three feet. The dark color was opaque, so that the continuous talisman patterns on it were blurred, like wood, but the obvious metal taste was enough It can be judged that it is made of steel. The sharp front end of the special big crossbow that has been set up reveals a ferocious murderous look. The bow string is stretched to the limit, like a monster that has opened its mouth and is about to choose to eat.

Liang Qiqing, who raised his head and looked up at it, was overwhelmed by such momentum, and couldn't help taking two steps back.

A hand that appeared quietly supported Liang Qiqing, but the owner of the hand was still hidden in the shadows.

"Your Majesty Liang, please stand still." The man said without any deep meaning.

Liang Qiqing frowned.

He stood firm and turned around, but the person who was supposed to be behind him disappeared before he turned around. Liang Qiqing, who still didn't see the person he was trading with, finally gave up looking for it, "The reward you want."

While talking, he pointed to a small box next to his feet.

"Master Liang is an honest man," said the man, "but the reward we negotiated at the beginning is more than this."

Liang Qiqing frowned even deeper, but without saying anything else, he threw out another scroll made of golden silk—anyone with a little knowledge would know that it was an imperial decree, "As for the court support warrant for the Miracle Shop, what do you want? Everything is here."

The holy decree draws an arc in the air, and falls steadily into the hand protruding from the darkness.

"It's so straightforward. The instructions for use have been handed over to the adults in advance. The green mountains will not change, and the green water will flow forever. I hope that we can cooperate happily with the imperial court next time. Let's take our leave first."

The grass and trees trembled as if being blown by the wind, and the small box containing the money that was at Liang Qiqing's feet just a moment ago disappeared. Frightened by the previous atmosphere, Liang Qiqing dared to step forward with his staff.

"My lord," said the staff member, "does the court really want to support the Odd Object Trade?"

"no?"

"This... Odd Object Shop is asking for support. It is nothing more than to deal with Duobao Pavilion, which has already become the leader in the high-quality spiritual item trading business. However, I am sorry for my subordinates. Although it is often unexpected, Duobaoge, which has a softer attitude towards the outside world, should be able to deal with it better."

Liang Qiqing shook his head, "You are wrong."

"My lord, please clarify."

"Who is the master behind the shop of strange things? The regent and I can guess it, but Duobao Pavilion... This behemoth has been so big for so many years, we don't know who is the master, and we don't know the treasures in Duobao Pavilion Where does it come from, such unpredictability is really difficult to deal with."

He paused, and then said, "Keep away the wolf and the tiger, so that it hurts both sides, just like what we are doing now."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head again, this time instead of looking at the clouds, but at the flock of birds that suddenly startled in the sky, he raised his right hand, "It's time to prepare."

***

a trap.

A trap aimed specifically at him.

It should have occurred to him earlier that this rogue scattered man fled as soon as he ran away, and even left traces of tracking for him, it was so obvious that he didn't react.

But why round him up?

Ji Lian imagined that the recent activities were too frequent and he was besieged and killed by the Demonic Dao in Qionglin Province, or that the people caught by him escaped and wanted to take revenge on him, or even that An Lei'er died before he was killed. He has already sent his news back to Europa, and he has also thought about the possibility of the Changyuan Sword, but he put it last.

After all, no one knows better than him that what he holds in his hand is not the Changyuan Sword, which ranks third in the Chinese God's Armory, but the Ilosi Scythe of the Holy See of the True God.

Speaking of which, the last time he hunted down Huangshi, he also heard someone talking about himself and Zhang Yuanjian.

The speed of news spread is strangely fast, is there someone pushing it behind?The people who pushed people must have great power in China, and they may have other goals than dealing with a newcomer like myself.

For example... Yu Libai?

But for a while, Ji Lian had already thought of a long way.

The soldiers around had already activated the second piece of talisman paper. This time the talisman seal was not used to hide the figure and change the cognition. The bright yellow mana of each piece of talisman paper complemented each other, swung in circles, and spread out in the blink of an eye. What a net that doesn't allow Ji Lian to escape.

"Ji Shaoxia, we meet again." A person stepped out calmly and cupped his hands at him.

Ji Lian looked at him, "... who are you?"

The air seemed to freeze for a second, and a group of private soldiers belonging to the Lou family didn't dare to breathe out.

Anyone with eyes could see the sudden gloomy look on Lou Qingrong's face.

But Young Master Lou can bear what ordinary people can't bear, he laughed a few times in a sly manner, and said: "Young Master Ji, you forget things, you and I were in Baihe Town not long ago..."

Ji Lian interrupted him, "Yu Libai's classmate?"

Lou Qingrong narrowed his eyes, "Oh? That's how he introduced me to you?"

Ji Lian looked at him with the eyes of a fool, "You said it yourself, you want to talk to him about your classmates."

Lou Qingrong: "..."

What the hell, my memory got better at this time, it was definitely on purpose!

He took a deep breath, the originally expected superiority situation did not appear in the verbal confrontation, but fortunately Lou Qingrong is not the kind of character who only knows how to fight and jump around, so he adjusted his emotions within a moment.

Yes, what's the use of this kid's eloquence?

At this time, it is necessary to rely on real strength to speak.

The soldiers behind him raised their blades one after another, and the sharp blades pointed towards Ji Lian standing in the center, fully expressing the aura of treating him as fish.

He sighed regretfully, "Ji Shaoxia is also a famous person now, so he should know the saying that you can't be fined if you toast. Do you hand over the Changyuan Sword yourself, or let me look for it on your corpse?"

Ji Lian, who was standing opposite him, was silent.

"Handing it in by yourself can also ensure your dignity. If you are searched after death, no matter whether you put it outside or put it in your body, I'm afraid you won't be able to hide it."

Ji Lian was silent again.

Does this sentence mean that if you don't hand it over, you have to cut your body into pieces?

Scary is scary, but...

"I didn't." Ji Lian said.

Lou Qingrong narrowed his eyes.

"I don't have what you said." Ji Lian repeated emphatically.

"Hahahahahaha!" Lou Qingrong laughed loudly, "I have personally seen the supernatural power that can cut mana and turn magic weapons into waste. It is not the Changyuan sword! The sickle in your hand now, give it to me. come out!"

Ji Lian: "..."

So, you said it was a sickle, so why bother to deceive yourself.

The black-haired exorcist felt that he couldn't understand the god-like logical thinking of the man in front of him for a while.

When he was thinking about the wording, trying to make this classmate, who had more brain problems than Yu Libai, understand that his sickle was really a sickle, not some Changyuan sword and Yuanyuan sword, Lou Qingrong had already exhausted a lot of energy. More patience, "If you don't pay..."

The second half of the sentence was caught off guard by him and swallowed back.

The moment he opened his mouth, Ji Lian had swung his sickle and approached. The last time we met, Ji Lian didn't carry too many enchanted equipment with him. Lou Qingrong, who was at the limit of a mortal, took a step back, the mana in his body was still brewing, and the sharp blade was already attached to his neck.

Lou Qingrong:! ! !

At this moment, Lou Qingrong, who knew that he underestimated the other party, hastily responded, his fist was glowing with a bronze-like luster, his body moved slightly to avoid it, his elbow was strong, and he punched Ji Lian from a tricky angle.

It's not a show, Ji Lian judged.

But that's all there is to it.

Thinking of this, the scythe in his hand changed in an impossible trajectory, and the long handle shrank out of thin air, passing through the gap that could not pass, and the target was changed from the neck to the chest.

The sharpness of the sickle can easily cut through any human body.

This move of his forced Lou Qingrong to change his moves in a hurry, just like what he saw last time, the moves of disciples of the orthodox sect like Lou Qingrong were too strict, and they would have some reactions to changes that were slightly more flexible. less than.

Although the opponent has stronger strength and speed than him due to his practice, but with the help of enchanted equipment, these gaps are not irresistible.

Seeing that Lou Qingrong was already at a disadvantage under the fast and powerful attack, but the soldiers around him couldn't move forward because they were holding the talisman papers that laid out the net. Among the two fighting in the middle, one was pressed back and forth, and the other Relying on the dominant weapon, one move is faster than the other, not to mention that Lou Qingrong is still concerned about the supernatural power of the scythe, and dare not touch it easily.

Ji Lian narrowed his eyes.

Taking down this leader was enough for them to open the net.

Just thinking this way, a piece of soft white silk fell down, obviously not fast, but it just inserted between him and Lou Qingrong.

"Junior Brother, ask Senior Sister to teach you well for Master."

The last word "you" has a long tone, which is as touching as the gentle Wu dialect, but the malice against Ji Lian is almost overflowing, and the same woman I saw last time waved a streamer and stretched him violently , one end pierced Ji Lian's chest straight like a sword.

Ji Lian, who was almost able to hold Lou Qingrong hostage, frowned and jumped away, a cloud of smoke and dust rose, and a dozen long silks passed behind the smoke and dust, blocking the space where Ji Lian moved up, down, left, and right.

Ji Lian widened his eyes.

The woman who had made him inexplicably familiar was already half leaning on him, reaching out to lift his chin.

"Ji Yunshang's son..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the sickle held by Ji Lian returned to his body in an instant and emerged from the neck at the other end. The blade that was originally facing inward turned outward, while the other end The long handle was still slowly sinking into Ji Sickle's hand, and it seemed that half of the sickle and Ji Sickle were integrated into one, while the other half was exposed.

If Bai Chang stretched out her hand a little further, the blade would directly cut her finger in half.

She hesitated for a while, and Ji Lian wanted to take advantage of her hesitation, the young man's wrist slightly turned down, and the whole scythe spun, and the white silk that should be unbreakable broke when it came into contact with the blade wind , the originally impenetrable enclosure also revealed gaps.

And Lou Qingrong, who retreated into the formation, fiercely touched the wound on his chest, and shouted, "Second row!"

The second row of soldiers stood farther than the first row of soldiers who used talisman paper as the foundation to cast a net. When they heard the order, they raised their longbows one after another and aimed at the two people who were fighting in the middle.

Bai Chang, who was shocked by the words but was entangled by Ji Lian, was anxious, "Lou Qingrong, how dare you!"

Lou Qingrong, who didn't take this woman seriously, didn't dare, he didn't care about Bai Chang's reaction, he waved his hands and shouted, "Let the arrow!"

His voice overlapped with Liang Qiqing who had been observing the situation from a distance.

"Aim at the season sickle and release the arrow!"