Chapter Eighty-Seven: Waste Comes Out
Long Qingquan's brows furrowed even tighter, this Meng He is really powerful, except for himself, no one knows how his fists and feet are doing, and no one knows the seemingly ordinary sword, but Meng He knows, and also designed to let himself throw away the long sword, it seems that Meng He is confident of victory,
Long Qingquan thought about opening the two oncoming gases with a punch, and then swung his fist to meet the Shang Yang who pounced on him, the fist was already a little faintly painful, this feeling was not good, Long Qingquan moved his heart and left his back to Jiuying and Shang Yang and gluttony, and struggled to pounce on the long sword inserted in the ground,
Although the boxing skills are superb and invulnerable, no matter how hard the flesh and blood are not as tough as this sword, Long Qingquan held the hilt of the sword and pulled it out, and at the same time avoided the attack of Shang Yang and Jiuying as if he had a long eye behind him, and at the moment he pulled out the long sword, the gluttonous man who had been waiting for the opportunity next to him made a move, no, it was out of his mouth,
Gluttony is like a projectile that is launched, slamming towards Long Qingquan, Long Qingquan grabbed the hilt of the sword with his right hand, his body has been twisted to a limit because of avoiding the attack of Shang Yang and Jiuying, gluttony attacks are unavoidable, swinging the long sword and hard to get this blow, Long Qingquan's legs bent down slightly and took root on the ground, the sword in his hand resisted the glutton's upper and lower jaws, his body was upright and was hit out by the gluttony, and the footprints pulled out two long scratches on the ground,
Long Qingquan raised the steel sword and flicked it lightly with his fingers, and suddenly powder began to fall on the steel sword, and when the powder fell clean, what he was holding in his hand was no longer a shining steel sword, but a strange long sword with a mediocre and unpretentious style, slightly bronze and black,
Although the long sword was so simple, it couldn't hide the sharpness and murderous aura of the long sword, Long Qingquan said coldly to Meng He: "You are the first person who can shake off the steel powder on my long sword." ”
"I should be honored to say that." Meng He replied coldly, "However, even if you get the sword, you still lose." ”
Long Qingquan laughed and said, "That's not the same. "A monkey-like thing attached to Long Qingquan's legs, Long Qingquan was weak, one shook and almost fell to the ground, looking down, the thing was all black and looked very similar to a monkey but had an extremely distorted ugly face, that face was full of greed and **,
Long Qingquan lost more and more strength, and the long sword in his hand was as heavy as a thousand catties, and finally he couldn't hold it and fell to the ground again, the blade was very sharp, instantly cutting through the ground and inserting it on the ground, swinging slightly, Long Qingquan was lying on the ground, and he could only raise his heavy eyelids to look at the ugly thing and Meng He, who was still wearing a steel mask,
Meng He said with a smile: "Look at me, you lost, let me tell you, this is waste, the so-called waste is just the Central Plains people to get a name, the original meaning is to steal people's money can also steal other people's fortune, bring disaster to people A kind of ghost, the Han people believe in fighting ghosts Zhong Kui, it is because of legend that he drove away the waste and became famous in one fell swoop." ”
Long Qingquan didn't answer, of course he knew such allusions, but at this moment he was so weak that he had to do his best to speak, so he was naturally too lazy to answer Meng He's words, Long Qingquan reconciled his own strength, and kept exhaling in the hope of regaining some strength to stand up, this action of lying face down seemed to Long Qingquan to be more uncomfortable than death, it was really too embarrassing,
Legend wastes the red robe and ox nose, one foot is wearing shoes to walk, the other foot is hanging on the waist, and there is a blood-red iron fan pinned to the waist, which means the disaster of blood light, when Tang Xuanzong was sick, he dreamed that a little ghost stole his jade flute and Yang Guifei's embroidered sachet, so he shouted to catch the thief, but no one paid attention, and in a panic, a big ghost rushed in, grabbed the little ghost and gouged out the eyeballs and devoured the little ghost, Tang Xuanzong got up and looked, only to see the ghost leopard eyes that came to escort him, and a beard like a wire was very powerful, Wearing a tattered green robe and stepping on tattered official boots, and one eye seems to be blind, in short, the appearance is terrifying.
Tang Xuanzong hurriedly asked who the ghost was, only to hear the ghost answer: Zhong Kui in Zhongnanshan, and then said that Tang Gaozu Li Yuan Zhongnanshan had a person who did not rank in martial arts, all because of his appearance was too ugly, and he died of touching the steps under resentment, and died on the stone steps in front of the palace to show that he had no way to serve the country, so Gaozu gave him a green robe and body, and he was the person who was killed, and he vowed to kill the demon for the Tang Dynasty, so he came to the rescue, Tang Xuanzong woke up suddenly, it turned out to be a dream of Nan Ke, but for this reason he had a big sweat disease and was cured, so he ordered someone to draw Zhong Kui, Zhong Kui's ghost beating came from this, and at the same time, he was also famous for the waste of the little ghost who stole things.
Of course** evil ghost naming is named after the form or ability of the evil ghost, this waste has nothing to do with the appearance of the legendary waste except for the small body, but they are all veritable thieves, and ** the waste in the evil ghost is especially bad, he can steal everything, people's fortune, money and even power and life,
At this moment, Long Qingquan was on the road of waste, and he stole all his strength by it, and it was estimated that he would not be able to get up for a while, Meng He said: "You should know the origin of the name of waste, but my waste is even more powerful, he can steal everything he can steal, hehe, it is poor in combat effectiveness, but once it touches the enemy, it will be extraordinary, when the enemy falls to the ground, by the way, just like you are now, anyone can kill them, this is the role and power of waste." ”
"How he approached me." Long Qingquan asked as hard as he could, his hands kept groping for things under him, and he stared at Long Qingquan with resentment on the surface,
Meng He replied: "It's not important, but since you are dying, let you die clearly, I forced you to throw away the sword for the first time and used this trick of killing two birds with one stone, it is good to let the three evil ghosts kill you, but it is not good and there is a waste attached to the sword after the sword lands, although you are powerful, but you don't know yin and yang, naturally you can't sense the waste of deliberately shrinking your body, how about it, now it's a plan, as long as the waste is stained, you have to suck your ability, and you are also a loss of body that is different from ordinary people, Otherwise he would have died long ago by now. ”
"Okay, what should be said has been said, I'll send you on the road, gluttonous swallow him." Meng He ordered, and the gluttony turned around and just wanted to return to his original appearance, but suddenly maintained the state of being a mouth again, and quickly ran towards Long Qingquan,
Long Qingquan had already taken out a pill from his arms at this time, such an action that was easy to come by on weekdays, it was extremely difficult to do today, as if he was separated from thousands of mountains and rivers, could he really die here?