Chapter 340: Mr. Walk Slowly

"It's a pity...... Woo, daughter, Baba's heart is dripping blood, a war mothership...... A whole ship! If you take this ship for your own use, let's ...... Our combat ability will be directly doubled! Feng Wenxuan covered his head, dejected.

But after not getting a response from his daughter for a long time, Feng Wenxuan raised his head in confusion: "Daughter, did you hear me?" ”

An Youyu had already changed into a white dress, she pulled out the sword of the Snow Flower Goddess, and then closed it: "Dad, I'm going to find that flowery carrot!" ”

"Huh? Eh, wait for you......"

"I can see from this video, Sister Ling Shuang is back......" she looked nervous.

"No, I said daughter, come here, what's the problem? You're one of the conductors here now, you're ......"

"It's enough for you and Aunt Chu to be in command, no more than me, no less than me! I can't let people snatch Ziyu! As she spoke, she whistled, and suddenly Ah Lan flapped her wings and flew down from the top of the spaceship, Ah Lan lowered her wings, and then An Juvenile jumped on Ah Lan's body, but saw Ah Lan spread her wings and fly high, and there was no trace for a while.

Old man Feng Wenxuan had no choice but to shake his head and sigh, and muttered, "The female is not in the middle!" ”

……

In Dragon Bird City, Lu Ziyu prepared his bags and found a unicorn to prepare to set off.

Although the people in the three major halls couldn't bear it, it was not easy to stop it, after all, Lu Ziyu was going to find the rebels on this trip, and he wanted to join up with those comrades-in-arms who resisted the invaders.

"Sir, you ...... You're gone, so what do we do? You are now the person in charge of our three major museums. Nameless wanted to say and stopped, but finally said it.

Zhou Ding on the side knelt beside several corpses, and now the old thirteen thorns are dead, only two old men remain, Zhou Ding and Wang Quanyou, the two old men are in this separate scene, which is extraordinarily vicissitudes.

Zhou Ding sighed: "Sir, otherwise you are waiting, we need you very much now......"

"This is the dock leading to the ghost capital, the desert is a sea, now the big guys don't need to prepare too much, they just need to arrange defensive fortifications here, and the people of the ghost capital should cooperate with each other, and the dragon bird city will soon become strong." Lu Ziyu said with the reins in his hand.

In the distance, Xue Nishang stood under a big tree, she looked at Lu Ziyu, but she didn't say a word.

She just watched, but the tears slipped down like a drizzle, and when they fell, they were immediately absorbed by the dry earth.

Her lips opened, and she wanted to say a few words of farewell at this time, but at this time, a thousand words reached her throat, but she couldn't say it anyway.

She sighed faintly......

This sigh seems to sigh the grievances and hatreds in the world......

also sighed the joys and sorrows of the world......

Last night, she came to find Lu Ziyu, she knew that Lu Ziyu wanted to leave, but she saw Lu Ziyu and Ling Shuang playing in a pavilion, the two of them were so compatible......

She suddenly felt that she was superfluous, and that she had always thought that things were too beautiful and too simple.

Suddenly, she bit her lip, and a glow appeared in her hand, and she became the same giant man she was when she first saw Lu Ziyu, with a hateful face, but a pair of infinitely gentle eyes......

If she could, she was willing to give everything she had to Lu Ziyu, just in exchange for Lu Ziyu's greetings and a touch of pity......

But this is unlikely, too extravagant......

He is a peerless sword master, a hero of the people, a speaker of the Three Great Pavilions, and the leader of the rebels......

And what about her? She is as humble as mud, she is nothing, and she can't help Lu Ziyu.

Instead of causing trouble to Lu Ziyu, it is better to choose this, maybe this can also bring Lu Ziyu good memories from before......

Ling Shuang suddenly came out of the crowd, Ling Shuang put on a long coat and trousers, carried a spear, and threw a capable ponytail behind her head, her face was delicate, her facial features were exquisite, her eyes were blurred, and she was full of Lu Ziyu: "Let's go!" ”

"Sister!" At this time, Huarong and Yuexiang also came out, and there were thirteen hairpins behind them.

Ling Shuang turned around and said, "Why are you here?" Didn't I say that...... I'm not a firework. ”

"But these days, it's your sister who gets along with us...... Sister, do you really want us anymore? Hua Rong said, her eyes were full of tears, and she was reluctant.

Ling Shuang gently pinched Hua Rong's face, and she said, "Don't make trouble, how can I not want you, you are all my good sisters...... But this time my father was in the rebels, and I had to meet him. ”

"But ......"

"No, Hua Rongyue, you are now the leader of the Red Man Pavilion, you must take good care of the sisters in the Pavilion." Ling Shuang said, looking at Yuexiang, "Your matter has now been clarified, you were bewitched by bad people, although I spared you this time, I hope you can protect everyone in your days in the same household......"

"If it weren't for my sister, I'm afraid I'd be dead...... Sister...... I, I can't bear you. Yuexiang said with a crying voice, and suddenly the two girls threw themselves into Ling Shuang's arms.

Ling Shuang hugged her two younger sisters, her eyes were moist, and she even burst into tears.

She smiled and scolded: "It's not that we can't meet in this life, you guys...... It's like life and death. ”

"Phew! My sister can say dead words like this! How unlucky, we will take good care of the Red Man Pavilion, and then when my sister comes back, she will see the brand new Red Man Pavilion! Hua Rong said.

Ling Shuang nodded: "I believe in you. ”

Wang Quanyou slowly walked towards Lu Ziyu, and he said, "Sir, I didn't expect that we would become confidants after knowing each other for so short...... The old man is also old, I really don't know, can the old man live until the day of the next meeting, sometimes...... A farewell may be a farewell, if the old man is still alive, he will definitely ask Mr. again to teach swordsmanship. ”

"How is the Wicked Pavilion arranged now?" Lu Ziyu said that he was still most worried about the weakest villain pavilion among the three major pavilions, and this time the villain pavilion suffered the greatest loss.

Wang Quanyou smiled: "Now that the Wicked Pavilion has a successor, we know that our era will pass sooner or later, and the era of newcomers will come, so over the years, we have also been cultivating new talents...... Don't worry, sir. ”

"I'm relieved to have your words." Lu Ziyu hugged his fist around, "Everyone, the green mountains will not change, the green water will flow forever, and the future will be long, we will see you again!" ”

"Sir, go slowly!" Nameless raised his hand, and suddenly a large number of bands appeared on both sides of the street, and the suona teams of these bands played suona at the same time, with high sounds, all of which were paying tribute to Lu Ziyu.

"Wait!" There was a shout in the sky, and everyone hurriedly looked into the air......