After going back and forth like this three times, he said in a wooden voice: "You introduced me to Cailu and let you make three moves." Now, I'm going to fight back. ”

Zhu Ying was almost angry and vomited blood, he was tired and half dead, and he almost went crazy when he made all his tricks, this kid actually said that he let him make three moves, is there such a pervert?

Brother is furious! Brother wants to drink!

Zhu Ying is really angry this time, confess and confess, anyway, there is only one woman here, it's a big deal to confess to her, Senior Sister Qingyan knows that I am sick, and she will definitely not blame me.

Thinking of this, Zhu Ying was bold.

Although he knew that it was ineffective, he still tried in vain to drive the brush dipped in purple wine with his true qi, and drew a strange curve to attack a wood fire.

Ichiki Huo didn't know if he was busy dealing with this brush, or if he was bold. In short, Duan Qingyan's feeling was that he obviously had the opportunity to stop Zhu Ying from pouring and drinking, but he didn't stop it.

With the blood-red wine in the mouth, Zhu Ying seemed to have changed as a person. The vigorous true qi made Duan Qingyan can't help but start looking forward to a few moves under Zhu Ying.

Duan Qingyan had already thought about it, as long as she could not lose too ugly under Zhu Ying's sharp true qi attack in this state, she would hire this bodyguard.

The face of a wood fire in the field did not change in the slightest because of Zhu Ying's changes, and there was no surprise shown by ordinary people, and of course there was no contempt, it was still a wooden-like expression.

After Zhu Ying poured this glass of wine, he followed the state of one enemy and three that Duan Qingyan saw in the enchantment, with an indomitable momentum and a vigorous burst of true qi. It gives a strong sense of oppression.

Hou Qing and Zhu Ding couldn't help but glance at each other, especially Zhu Ding. Licking his lips, he said honestly: "I really want to fight him." ”

"Zhu Ying? Then you're on your own. ‘

Zhu Ding was dumbfounded. Hou Qing poked Zhu Ding, and the two continued to watch carefully.

Duan Qingyan was somehow a little worried about this wood fire that he had not known for a long time. I prayed silently in my heart: 'Third Senior Brother, don't get carried away after drinking, and be merciful. Otherwise, if I break my bodyguard, the loss will be great. ‘

Subconsciously, Duan Qingyan had already recognized Yimuhuo as a bodyguard. It's just that the battle between the two hasn't ended yet, and Duan Qingyan has no reason to stop it.

Yimu Huo used the high-grade magic weapon sword that Duan Qingyan gave him last time, and because of the attribute of wood fire, the master called Yimu Huo again. So as soon as the wood fire was lazy, he named the sword the wood fire sword.

The Wood Fire Sword is not the most powerful of the magic weapons produced by Duan Qingyan, to be precise, it is just a work that Duan Qingyan brought at hand, but for a wood fire that lives by catching spirits and does not have the support of any sect forces, it is already considered the best. No wonder he cherishes it.

In fact, there are many people who rarely use Duan Qingyan's magic weapon, and Duan Qingyan himself can't say why he has a sense of accomplishment when he sees that this Yimu Huo is still using her magic weapon. Perhaps, it's really fate.

The movements of a wood fire are decent. The spells used are also the most commonly used wood-based entanglements, thorns, and fire-based fireballs in the cultivation realm.

These techniques are not divided into sects or boundaries at all, and basically as long as you pay some money, you can buy relevant cheats. Right. Gold and silver, which are commonly used by ordinary people, do not have to be spirit stones.

Duan Qingyan suspected that this one-wood fire might only be able to use these few popular moves, and he was really a little speechless

feelings. As a cultivator, an immortal-like existence in the eyes of mortals. It's not easy to be so miserable with him.

Immediately, Duan Qingyan discovered something interesting.

The magic moves of a wood fire are always the most basic things that almost everyone knows. But. After his hand was released, it seemed to be a little different.

It was obviously a simple wooden entanglement, but it gave people a very coordinated feeling in the hands of a wooden fire, as if these moves had become a habit for him.

That's right, it's a habit, it is released without even thinking about it, and the habit is like drinking water and eating, just like Duan Qingyan Refiner.

Zhu Ying's style of play is a bit crazy, as if he has become a machine that only knows how to fight. The strength of the whole person has been raised to a level out of thin air, and for Zhu Ying in this state, ordinary people will not have a chance of winning, even if his cultivation is three or four orders higher than him.

But a wood fire gives people a feeling that they have never done their best. It's always those few small moves, fast and accurate, and at the same time can skillfully defuse the opponent's moves.

Duan Qingyan glanced at Zhu Ying, who was injured in many places on his hands and feet, and felt a little miserable.

However, now the third senior brother is still in a semi-crazy state, and he can't stop it at all.

In fact, there are already results in this competition. All that's left is how to stop Zhu Ying.

'A wood fire, you win. Let's end it. Duan Qingyan just spoke.

A series of fireballs were thrown out in a row of woodfires over there, giving people a pleasing pleasure.

After the pleasure, it was Zhu Ying who was beaten to the ground, and left the scene directly.

'What kind of cultivation are you?' Duan Qingyan couldn't help but ask.

'Build the foundation of the pinnacle. ‘

Duan Qingyan was speechless, "Why didn't you say it earlier?" She wouldn't have stopped this one-sided contest if she had said otherwise. It's just that the performance of a wood fire is too tepid, and he has never shown cultivation, and he is poor and sells spirits all day long to make a living. Let Duan Qingyan think that his cultivation is very low.

You didn't ask. The wood fire still had a warm expression.

No, to be exact, still expressionless.

For such a wood fire, Duan Qingyan also lost his temper completely, because he had laughed once since the day he met, and he had never shown any expression again.

But Duan Qingyan didn't have time to ask about the situation of Yimu Huo now, because there was an even more discordant situation over there.

Duan Qingyan had long been ready to be confessed by her senior brother's illness, because she was the only female cultivator present. Although it will be a little embarrassing, I know that he is sick, and I should be able to cope with it.

However, Duan Qingyan was really not ready for the third senior brother to confess that he was sick and did not distinguish between men and women!

At this moment, Zhu Ying actually pulled the sleeves of the white feather crane, the standard gentleman's half-kneeling posture, and there was no change in even the lines.

Bai Yuhe didn't cultivate, so he could only let Zhu Ying pull awkwardly, listening to his affectionate confession. The white-feathered crane's face turned into boiled prawns.

Hou Qing and Zhu Ding were also dumbfounded, although they were cultivated by the Star Palace and were responsible for protecting the safety of the white-feathered crane in the bright place, it didn't mean that they still had to care about other people's confessions. And, looking at the boss, it seems to be very cool, huh?

Duan Qingyan was helpless, although it was also a good experience to watch Bai Yuhe, a fake serious guy who loves to pretend to be profound, make a fool of himself, but Duan Qingyan didn't want to make a big fuss.

Dealing with Zhu Ying, who was sick, Duan Qingyan was very experienced, with the same back of his neck, with a hammer, the whole world was quiet~

For this kind of thing, Uncle Tianhammer is the most willing to make a move. (To be continued......)