The bighorn ox carrying the three of them didn't know that he would be used as bait to catch the dragon king in a while, and he was full of ease following the sound of the flute to the Qingxian River.

"The two young heroes are really young and promising. I didn't understand the sword-wielding young man's method of killing that man. However, this burly young man should be a boxing master. Even if you look at this kind of means, there are few people in the world who can rely on boxing to beat you! The monkey in the sky and Ah Han talked happily with their red eyes, and looked at the two young people in front of them, and couldn't help but praise them.

"The hero's rhetoric is a bit exaggerated of the ability of the two of us. There are many people in this world who can beat me, and in terms of boxing alone, I am just a fledgling hairy boy. As for the red eye, his swordsmanship has just reached the realm of entering the house, and he is still far from the realm of the sword master and the sword unity, but his strength is not much different from mine. The sword that saved the hero just now was shot by another master, and the two of us were just using its momentum.

Ah Han is right, the red-eyed swordsmanship is slightly stronger than that of ordinary sword practitioners, but he still has hole cards in his hand. Although those pair of bloody eyes have never been used in sparring, the three of them have also dug into it carefully, and if one day the red eyes go to a dead end or can open their hearts to accept their own pair of bloody eyes, their combat power will definitely be higher than now.

"We're in charge of the battles that might happen in the future, and there's one person in charge of making plans, and that person is the mastermind and the strategist. But we grew up together and knew each other, and although he didn't say anything, we could feel that he was actually the strongest among us. One hand calligraphy and painting are excellent, and the kendo attainments are better than my red eyes. He is Zhang Yunluo, the son of Zhangfu, and it is he who persuaded all the celebrities in Zhangfu to join the WTO to benefit the party. In terms of merit, he has not yet entered the WTO, but he surpasses the generals of the pacifying side. Touching his two daughters-in-law with bare eyes, he couldn't help but sigh a little.

He thinks that his talent is not bad, but his kendo attainments have never caught up with Zhang Yunluo. You must know that Zhang Yunluo cultivated kendo only to be able to protect himself when he was alone, and strategy and Confucian painting were the academics he painstakingly studied.

"By the way, we had a good conversation, but we haven't asked the two young heroes who their surnames are, so we were negligent. Under the surname Li Mingdeng, I am called the heavenly monkey by the world, and of course, there are people who hate me and call me a ghost. "As a big thief, the expression on the face of the heavenly monkey is a little honest now.

"I was called Ah Han by my brother, and my name was Zhang Yunhu. His name is Zhang Lingzun, and for some reason, we call him Red Eye. Ah Han touched his head and said, with a sincere smile on his face.

Ah Han and Chiyan are both orphans, and the two of them can only grow up with the favor of Zhangfu since they were children, so they were named after discussing with Zhang Yunluo after obtaining the consent of the elders of Zhangfu.

A few people talked and laughed along the way, don't look at the bighorn bull carrying three people, the speed is not slow at all. However, in half an hour, he flew twenty or thirty miles to the Qingxian River to meet Zhang Yunluo.

"The bighorn has worked hard all the way, come and rest for a while, swing and relax, we have to make big moves in the next two days." The corners of Zhang Yunluo's mouth hooked up a wicked smile. Zhang Ayaling covered her mouth on the side, for fear that she couldn't help laughing.

The bighorn cow was still confused, and was caught on the fishing rod line by Zhang Yunluo. At this time, Zhang Ayaling finally couldn't help it and laughed gloatingly. Bighorn realizes that something is wrong and begins to struggle desperately.

"Struggle, bighorn! The more you struggle, the easier it will be for that being in the middle of the river to take the bait! Zhang Yunluo's flute did not stop, and his hands were not idle, he used the flute as a guide to open up space at the moment; The right hand splashed ink and prepared to draw the prison, and the language was being organized in his mind to prepare a prophecy.

As the bighorn continued to struggle, the purple qi from the east emanated from its body. Purple qi surrounds it to protect it, so that the bighorn cow will not have time to react if someone attacks it.

Rao is like this, there is still some purple qi emitted and melted into the Qingxian River. Purple qi has a different kind of temptation for the creatures in the river, and this is especially true for the Zhenjiang Dragon King of this river. Purple qi can not only help the dragon king quench his body, but also make it greatly increase its mana, if the absorption is enough, it can even bring a permanent increase to its spells, which is very rare.

The dragon king of Zhenjiang swam to the river along the "fragrance" emitted by the purple gas. Zhang Yunluo had already plated his breath on the surface of the river when the bighorn ox came, and when he sensed that the dragon king was about to jump out, he pulled the rod hard and shouted: "The bighorn ox must not emit purple gas!" ”

At the same time, Hao Mo became a prison. Just when the dragon king's whole body was out of the river, Zhang Yunluo's pen tip fell into the prison, and the proverb in his mouth was released: "The dragon king is out of the country, the mountains and rivers are wrong, and the son of heaven collapses." Heroes from all walks of life come to fight, such as entering the urn. A book is written in the sky, and the phoenix is difficult to sing. How do you know who will send the gongs and drums, and who will win on the battlefield? At this time, it's all for my use! ”

"Dragon King! You have entered the Weng ......" Looking at the Dragon King of the Qingxian River who had gone without fruit, Zhang Yunluo waved his sleeves and drew the Dragon King in prison into his clothes.

Zhang Yunluo can be described as perfect in Zhang Ayaling's eyes. With a wave of his hand, it is a great plan to return home. A sleeve is harvested as an evil fruit flower in the world.

"That's it, bighorn, you can come down now. We can unfold our plans tonight. Heavenly Monkey Li Deng, do you want to take revenge on the rich people in Long'an City, so that they will not be able to turn over in the future. Zhang Yunluo put the bighorn ox down, and the rammer was so frightened by the dragon king that his limbs weakened, and he almost didn't fall to the ground.

Li Deng clenched his fists, his expression was very solemn, and he shouted loudly: "Naturally, I want to wantonly exploit the poor people in this continuous drought and no harvest. was originally a strong man, but now he is skinny. In recent years, the people have often starved to death, died of fever, and froze to death. Although I am not talented, I also want to do my best to help the world! ”

Zhang Yunluo's face was also solemn at this time, and he remembered the last sentence of Li Deng before he died in his previous life: "If I can die for the peace of the world, I Li Deng's death is not a pity!" He said slowly: "It's not a pity to die? The voice was small, as if he was whispering, and it seemed like asking the monkey in the sky.

"It's not a pity to die!"

Hearing Li Deng's words, Zhang Yunluo finally erased the hesitation in his heart. How he hoped that the monkey in the sky would not be so sure, or he would have used this as an excuse not to pull the monkey in the sky, but unfortunately not, he couldn't refuse his heart, nor could he refuse Ah Han's red-eyed bighorn cow, let alone refuse the monkey in people's hearts for Li Deng.

"Brother Li Deng, I have to rely on my brother's skills tonight." Zhang Yunluo sat on a stone by the river and took out more than a dozen paintings from the book basket. There is no wave on his face, and there is an indifference in his eyes that belongs to the powerful hero.