Chapter 38 Canghai laughed

In a hot restaurant on the side of the field, a few tables by the window on the second floor are the best places to watch this show nearby, and naturally there are a bunch of idlers watching the excitement.

"Xiaoyao, what are you in a daze?" Yang Jian patted Zhang Daoren on the shoulder, although it was in such a dream space, their physical level was the same as that of mortals, but their primordial gods were still immortals, and their consciousness would not be weakened, and it was simply too incredible for an immortal to be in a daze or something.

"Oh, nothing." Zhang Daoren glanced at the wave of girls again, the woman who was talking to Meng Ying Jingyi just now was the second sister-in-law? She's all here? Does she really suspect that I have a sister?

Zhang Daoren knew that this time was in trouble, if the second sister-in-law didn't suspect it at that time and let him say an excuse to get out, at most, it would not work if she used this trick recently, and after a hundred and eighty years, when she forgot about it, she could take it out and continue to use it.

But now it has aroused her suspicions, and if she comes out to check and finds out that she has been deceived, then he will definitely die! Whether it's because she herself is too easy to be deceived or thinks too much, as long as this reason is caused by him, she will definitely not be able to escape from turning around! She is a woman, he is the brother-in-law she raised as a son, and the eldest sister-in-law is like a mother, she doesn't have to talk to him about logic! Seeing that he is unhappy, he will cut it with a word!

What to do?

"Whoa!" A wine glass smashed on his head and spilled a glass of wine directly on his head, and then the merciless ridicule of the group of bad friends came to his ears.

"Where do you look?!" Yang Jian, the initiator who pushed the wine glass over, didn't care to laugh at it.

Zhang Daoren took the wine glass off his head with a black face, this is the reserved program when they were watching the excitement, take a wine glass and throw it around to pretend to be Qu Shui Liuzhen, whoever spills the wine will go on a big adventure, anyway, no one can cheat with the immortal method in this dream space.

And the one who just poured a whole glass of wine off his head was Yang Jian, who found him in a daze.

In that group of people just now, Yang Jian's sister seems to be there?

Zhang Daoren glared at this dead sister fiercely, Yang Chan is not unknowable, he is so familiar with it, do you have to wait until now? As for taking two more looks, he poured a drink on his head?

Yang Jian glared back without showing weakness, is it me who makes you like this? Whoever dares to covet his sister will be punished even if he is far away!

"Three-eyed, what do you say you want to do freely?" A non-mainstream silver head came over, it was Cai Wei Xingjun.

"What's the most hated weapon of this little white face?" Now that you have already done it, of course you have to kill it completely.

"Machete, this little white face thinks the machete is too reckless, and never uses it." Cai Wei Xingjun and Zhang Daoren are also familiar with each other, and they did not hesitate to blow up his old bottom.

"Oh, how about he go up and dance a knife?" Yang Jian smiled sinisterly, how could he, a person with the same name as Zhang Daoren, not know what Cai Wei knew?

I don't know where to find a nine-ring gold-backed machete and throw it to Zhang Daoren, and immediately greeted the Qinglian Sword Immortal who was still reciting those love poems on the stage that were numb to death: "Crazy, it's halftime, make room for Xiaoyao, people want to dance with a big knife!" ”

This action is for fear that Zhang Daoren will regret it!

It's useless to repent, he will resolutely force Zhang Daoren up! Because he knows that Chan'er will appreciate the heroic generals and delicate scholars, but she hates the rude reckless man the most! If Zhang Daoren wielded the knife twice in front of her, even if he had any thoughts in the future, it would be useless!

Zhang Daoren was so angry that his eyes were about to roll to the sky, is he such an untrustworthy person? Willing to gamble and lose, he still knows, okay? Isn't it just dancing with a big knife? It's not like I haven't danced.

There are still a lot of people watching the excitement in the audience, and you will get tired of listening to too many love poems.

Zhang Daoren was not ambiguous, Qinglian Sword Immortal had just gotten out of the way and rushed onto the stage.

"Why is the little white face so positive this time? Hasn't he always hated broadsword dancing the most? Yang Jian had a faint premonition in his heart.

Why is Zhang Daoren so active this time? Because he thought of a way to deal with the crisis of his second sister-in-law. Just because he likes a fairy doesn't mean that person likes him too! If he hadn't caught it yet, he would have been embarrassed to talk nonsense in order to protect the fairy's privacy, right? Just let the second sister-in-law think that he has a woman he likes!

Is there anything better than a public confession to prove his intentions? This is thanks to the creativity provided by Qinglian Sword Immortal!

As for this is just turning the death penalty into a suspended death sentence, and there will be a day when death will come to an end, Zhang Daoren said that every day he can live is a day!

Zhang Daoren carried the knife and didn't hurry to fight first, and opened his mouth: "What's the meaning of the light dance knife?" Do you want to add some more ingredients? ”

To tell the truth, such a handsome boy in gold clothes and a frivolous demeanor is carrying a nine-ring gold-backed machete, and this scene is quite joyful.

Yang Jian unexpectedly looked at Zhang Daoren, did this little white face take the wrong medicine today? But it's rare for him to be so proactive, it's just stupid not to accept it.

"Why, do you want to sing a song to help the fun?"

Zhang Daoren agreed faster than everyone imagined: "Okay." ”

Did you really take the wrong medicine?

Before Yang Jian and the others were surprised, Zhang Daoren lifted the knife and opened the starting style, and there was accompaniment in the air.

It's not that someone helps, but in this place similar to a dream space, with the primordial gods of immortals, it's not too difficult to conjure anything, but they are originally here to play, and if they want to enjoy the convenience of spells, they don't need to come in to experience mortal life. If they really want to, let alone an accompaniment, they can make a song and dance with just their fingers.

Zhang Daoren looks frivolous and profligate, but his voice is still very magnetic when he opens his mouth.

"I'm not afraid of the golden knife, and I'm old when I have love."

The affectionate eyes swept across the crowd and landed on Yang Chan.

Aren't you afraid that I will touch your sister? Okay, I'll show you!

Originally, he just wanted to block Yang Jian, but he suddenly saw a figure, and his heart moved.

Why did Jingyi come here?

Somehow, in Zhang Daoren's heart, he suddenly remembered seeing Ziyue a few times.

She seems to have always blushed and bowed her head slightly, her little face is always quiet, and her speech is always soft and soft. If you are in a hurry, you won't yell like a floating flower fairy, and your little red face shows a look of surprise, shame, and embarrassment, you can't be more cute, and you can't find a second girl like this in the whole fairy world, right?

As soon as his mind moved, the lyrics that came to his mouth were also turned, and the lowered voice was affectionate.

"Bleeding just smiled, it's good to have you. Don't be afraid of the Qingshuang Sword, cut off the ruthless fate, cut through the clouds and smoke, and send a message to the bright moon. ”

The big knife seemed to be unintentionally picked in Ziyue's direction, causing another wave of commotion.

"Look at the silent rain of Dajiangdong for a long night, can't wash away the scars of the past and ask how to forget the wine?"

The Qinglian Sword Immortal in the audience was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

"Ask how much the fairy world Hongchen can have, I'd rather be lonely than boring."

Under the pressure of the slightly raised tone, what is revealed is the forbearance and self-discipline under the frivolous appearance. Our Lady of Yaochi, who was hiding in the shadows, nodded with satisfaction.

"You are the flower of the other side, the red is too flawless, take you to the end of the world, will you be good with me?"

The sword light gradually thickened, and the nine rings made a dazzling sound, turning into the most crisp accompaniment, and even his slender figure was gradually obscured by the sword light.

"Love is like a knife, how much do you know about hurting people? To be or not to be? ”

The sword light flew like a dragon, blooming the most brilliant flowers, and then, suddenly, stopped.

From extreme movement to extreme stillness, the strong contrast pulls out a beautiful afterimage in the eyes, pointing directly at the crowd. When they looked closely, they saw that the sword light pointed to only an illusory figure in a dream, and there was no one they imagined.

It turned out to be posing!

Such a thought flashed through the hearts of people, and then I saw him slowly withdraw his knife.

Canghai laughed.

The body is dashing, but the heart is desolate.