"The world is so beautiful, why do we bother to fight and kill, two stunned, no, Zilong, we haven't talked for a long time, come, take advantage of the moonlight outside today is so good, the bad environment is so comfortable, let's talk about our hearts tonight ......"

The moonlight is a hairball, the environment is comfortable, and in the valley, the tiger is still gnawing on the corpses of the yellow turban thieves...... Song Ge is really talking nonsense with his eyes open, his meaning is also very simple, and he doesn't want to fight at all.

"Grandson ...... son-in-law"

The corners of Song Ge's mouth twitched again, he smiled awkwardly, and his face was expressionless in the face of Zhao Yun's polio, Song Ge believed that he was now like a patient with Parkinson's disease......

"Zilong, what are you pointing a gun at me, do you really want to duel? Zilong, it's easy for me to mess around, I'm your master, is it necessary for you to make the atmosphere so tense? Song Ge thought in his heart that if he could return to the main god space this time, he must improve Zhao Yun's loyalty value, and he couldn't let him be like this again, he would be disobedient all the time, this is not like this!

"You", the stunned polio began again, and said expressionlessly: "You, as long as you attack the marching kettle, you will win." ”

"I'm XXXXXX, isn't this naked contempt, as long as I attack the descending army kettle, I will win, what is this, I will be 75 after the assessment of my force, Zilong, don't make trouble, look at my eyes, you know......"

"Let's start", Zhao Yun, who was puzzled, hung up the marching kettle on the head of the gun again, and slowly walked towards Song Ge.

It seems that this battle is inevitable, but even if Zhao Yun's attack on the marching army kettle wins, Song Ge has already stepped down, and no one present knows that Song Ge is not Zhao Yun's opponent......

"Zilong", Song Ge lifted the hidden gun, his expression suddenly became serious, and asked, "Are you serious?" ”

"Yes."

"Okay", Song Ge wiped the head of the hidden gun with his sleeve and said, "Then I'm not welcome, I will do my best to attack you." ”

"Just waiting for your words", still with the polio expression, Zhao Yun said unceremoniously: "I will beat you." ”

"This is not necessarily", I don't know where the courage came from, Song Ge took a deep breath, and slowly greeted him with a dark gun in his hand.

After the two sides symbolically collided with each other, Song Ge and Zhao Yun took a step back at the same time, and the battle began.

"Feel the spear vein, the spear vein is one", Song Ge quickly drew a circle on the ground, the mystery of Wuji marksmanship lies in defense, defending and then attacking.

As soon as the gun came out, Zhao Yun's attack was very fierce, and he stabbed straight at Song Ge, and with a 'dang', the spear was convenient for the hidden guns to intersect together.

"It's not over yet", Zhao Yun shot backhand one by one.

"The gun veins are one", Song Ge shot quickly with a secret gun, resisting Zhao Yun's attack to the death, Zhao Yun saw that he couldn't hit a blow, and quickly appeared behind Song Ge, and once again attacked with a straight gun.

With a 'dang' sound, Song Ge once again resisted the attack.

"Yes, it's a pity, there are too many weaknesses", Zhao Yun smiled coldly, and when he passed through Song Ge's Wuji Yin and Yang range, the handle of the gun suddenly went deeper, and it hit Song Ge in the abdomen like this.

The acid water was spit out with the blood, holding the dark gun, bending his body, wiping the turbidity at his mouth, Song Ge smiled coldly, stood up, disintegrated the dark gun, and said: "Zilong, go on, it's not over yet!" Pierce the vein! ”

"That's how it should be, seriously!"

This move penetrated the spear vein, and the defense power went up a notch, however, all of this was a weakness in front of Zhao Yun.

For a master like Zhao Yun, the short stick and short spear would only accelerate the speed of death, and what made Song Ge feel even more ashamed was that when Zhao Yun faced this move, he actually stuck the spear on the ground again and attacked it with one finger.

"Zilong, don't underestimate me!" Song Ge was furious, like a tiger and leopard, bending his body, defending against Zhao Yun's attack at any time.

"I said, Wuji's marksmanship is just a shrinking turtle!" When Zhao Yun's fingers suddenly appeared on Song Ge's head, Song Ge was stunned, completely stunned, however, the corners of his mouth inadvertently rose slightly.

Now that he is dead......

"Zilong, don't underestimate me, the spear is attacking", the hidden spear in Song Singer suddenly connected again, attacking the past with a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree all-round attack, when he felt a heavy object coming from the head of the gun, Song Ge opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Yun, his eyes were already full of battle intent.

In the face of this move, Zhao Yun was indeed careless, in order to resist the attack, the tiger's mouth in his right hand had been shaken numb, and after shaking his hand, looking at Song Ge, who was full of fighting spirit, Zhao Yun suddenly smiled and said: "Yes, it should be in this state!" ”

"Attention, I'm going to be serious too", when Zhao Yun said this, he lifted his spear and attacked it with lightning speed, the speed was so fast, it was amazing, and what surprised Song Ge even more was that Zhao Yun's spear head seemed to have become many, one, two, three, four......

"The pulse is all around, and the pulse is sinking in the spring", however, before Song Ge could use this move, Zhao Yun's spear was already at Song Ge's throat.

"You lost ......"

"I lost? I actually lost! ”

Defeated by his own subordinates, since then where does Song Ge still have the face to raise his head in front of Zhao Yun, how can this be.

"No...... Zilong, it's not over yet! Song Ge shouted, and suddenly grabbed the head of the gun, and blood suddenly overflowed from the palm of his hand, stained with the head of the gun, and stained with the marching kettle.

The dark clouds cut a shadow in my heart, that nightmare, that figure, Song Ge will never forget it for the rest of his life, slowly closed his eyes, he couldn't feel the pain, and suddenly, just when everyone thought that the spear head held by Song Ge was just a battle of trapped beasts, Song Ge suddenly exerted a force on his left foot, and shouted loudly: "Pulse luck all over the body, pulse sinking Lun Spring." ”

Everyone was shocked, this is impossible!

'Bang bang bang', the surrounding soil suddenly shook open again, and turned up, Zhao Yun was startled, and subconsciously retreated.

"The head of the gun is already in my hand", Song Ge smiled coldly, untied the marching kettle on the head of the gun, Song Ge shook it, and said with a smile: "There is still some left." ”

Gurgling and drinking, accompanied by his own blood, this pot of blood water, delicious!

"You won......" Zhao Yun said coldly.

"No, I didn't win", Song Ge suddenly threw the spear to Zhao Yunhou and said with a smile: "Zilong, come again!" ”

"Hmph, it's not enough!"

And this time, not only Zhao Yun was shocked, but even Zhen Lao on the side showed a look of disbelief, this is still Song Ge!

The battle with Zhao Yun continued, and everyone knew that Zhao Yun did not use all his strength, but looking at his appearance, he at least used half of his strength.

The battle between the two of them went from the cave to the mouth of the cave, and after fighting on the entrance of the cave for a while, both of them actually jumped straight down the valley and landed among the tigers.

On a summer night, the sky is dotted with sparkling stars, like the Milky Way paved with fine quicksand, reclining on the blue sky. The earth has fallen asleep. Except for the gentle and gusty wind, except for the cry of the tiger, the night was still silent.

Of course, the tigers will not let go of the food that falls from the sky again, however, when they attack, the tigers regret it, these two people actually shot a tiger, this is simply too ignorant of the animal protection law, this is all wild Siberian tigers!

"Song Ge, you're good."

This is the first time Zhao Yun has called his name, although he is not an adult, but when he heard it, Zhao Yun's tone changed a lot.

The dark night gave me a pair of beautiful eyes so that I could see them, Song Ge smiled coldly, and after looking at one of the tigers, he said, "Eagle Eye, open!" ”

The tiger suddenly crouched in front of Song Ge like losing his soul, and when Song Ge saw it, he said, "Zilong, be careful, I'm a lancer." ”

"This look is!" Although it was only for a moment, Zhao Yun still saw an incredible force in Song Ge's eyes, that kind of power, very powerful.

"Happy", Zhao Yun laughed, and suddenly the murderous aura on his body spread out, and the tiger closest to him was suddenly frightened and trembled, and actually forgot to escape, Zhao Yun saw it, and rode up, grabbed the tiger's hair fiercely and controlled it, and pointed a gun at Song Ge and said: "Wrong, it's not a lancer, it's a tiger cavalry." ”

"Come on! Zilong, go on! ”

"Haha, go on, of course go on!"

The battle on the back of the tiger stunned Zhen Wuji and the veterans at the entrance of the cave, Zhen Wuji didn't expect the situation to come to this point, but for him, it was a good thing.

"I never thought of it, Nizi, you have found a good home." Looking at Zhen Luo, who had already been woken up on the side, Zhen Wuji laughed from the bottom of his heart.

"Grandpa, did the two big brothers quarrel? Why fight? ”

"Niko, this is a battle between men......"

"A battle between men?" Zhen Luo looked carefully at the two people fighting below, and after thinking for a long time, he said, "Grandpa, grandpa, I also want to ride the big flower cat first......"

Big Flower Cat ...... Poof, only what Zhen Luo said at this age is a child's words, think about when Wuji Hundred Tigers was founded, which one was not a good man with empty hands, among which Zhen Wuji was able to challenge a hundred tigers alone, so Wuji Hundred Tigers was born.

"Nizi, hum a song to grandpa......"

"Huh?" After Zhen Luo thought about it, he asked, "Grandpa, which ......song do you want Luo'er to hum?"

"Which one?" Coughing twice, Zhen Wuji looked up at the starry sky, listened to the battle of the two people below, and suddenly said, "Nizi, hum that one, I miss your father." ”

At the mention of her father, Zhen Luo was lost again, but this time, she didn't cry.

"La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la...... La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la...... La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la,...... La-la-la......"

Listening to his granddaughter's humming song, Zhen Lao actually left tears in the corners of his eyes...... Without warning, he fell to the ground with a big mouthful of black blood.

"General, general, what's wrong with you......"

"Grandpa, grandpa...... What's wrong with you, don't scare Luo'er......"