Chapter 295: You Fight Whatever You Want
Uncle Mei's eyes were surprised and seemed to be taken for granted, and said: "Haha, boy, Rao is the mud behind me is not simple, you can survive and naturally be the best here." The old man is not an unreasonable person, I can make them no longer embarrass you, and you can still walk freely in this courtyard. ”
Ju Yiran pulled out his sword and said, "Your weapon, take it out." ”
Uncle Mei's eyes showed appreciation, and he looked at him with a sigh of appreciation and said, "Boy, the posture is good." Weapons, I don't have weapons, why don't we just do it..."
"Hey, look at the sword. "Hey is to interrupt his chatter and to remind him, and to look at the sword is to tell him that he is about to make a move.
As soon as Ju Yiran's words fell, the person had already arrived in front of Uncle Mei, Uncle Mei smiled and did not dodge, and the sword pierced his shoulder. It is said that he should be happy when he hits the enemy, but he can't laugh, he sees that Uncle Mei's wound is exactly the same as Hao, it is white soil, his sword is pierced in the soil, the white mud slowly accumulates and gathers, and his sword is tightly jammed, and he can't even pull the sword back now.
"Boy, what's the hurry, the old man is going to do it before he finishes speaking? Didn't the old man say it? No one has spoken to me for a long time, and we just want to chat. ”
Ju Yiran looked at the constantly surging white mud and felt disgusted, and wanted to withdraw his sword first and turn back, not wanting the white mud to suddenly come out of the hole like a spirit snake, winding up, and wrapping his hand in the blink of an eye.
Ju Yiran was shocked in his heart, and vigorously replied, but to no avail. He mobilized his spiritual power again, not wanting his spiritual power to be sucked by this white mud.
"Huh, this spiritual power is a bit interesting, delicious, boy, you can give me some more. ”
Ju Yiran gave up struggling when he heard this, Uncle Mei licked his lips and said, "Why are you so disobedient, let you stop beating you, let you beat you but don't fight." ”
Ju Yiran looked at him fixedly and didn't speak, Uncle Mei's eyes fell to the well, and said, "Don't talk to me, right?" I'll talk to the little girl, if the little girl doesn't tell me, I'll give the skinless dragon to the dried dragon as a snack." ”
"You dare!" Ju Yiran said angrily.
Uncle Mei stroked his beard, passed his body through his sword, and poked his forehead in front of him, and suddenly said loudly: "Dare! Of course you dare! When the old man was here, you were not born in your previous life, who are you, if you want to talk to me, don't talk to me, if you want to talk to me, you can talk to me." ”
Ju Yiran's forehead was poked red by him, and he was so angry that he couldn't do anything about him. He saw very clearly that his sword had no effect on Uncle Mei at all, the sword was inserted in his body as if it was inserted in water, he wanted to move, he wanted to grab his sword and gather and solidify the white mud.
Han Qingge heard the movement outside in the well, she was anxious but didn't dare to show her head, she must get Yi Xiao away first. She tried her best to urge the Traceless Stone, and the Traceless Stone was dripping with the blood of Ju Yiran, and the power of life lingered on it, she didn't dare to move too much, for fear of arousing Uncle Mei's suspicion.
But the more anxious she was, the more the Traceless Stone didn't react, in fact, this was also expected, but at the moment there was no other way than this way. She had to keep trying. Fortunately, Uncle Mei seemed to be on the same page with Ju Yiran, and he didn't notice it for a while.
"Your spiritual power is so interesting, come on, come on, and then show it to the old man. Uncle Mei said, stepping back and detaching himself from his sword.
Ju Yiran noticed that Uncle Mei's body did not leave any wounds at all, and it was exactly the same as Hao.
"Boy, hurry up, all go to the old man, you're welcome. Uncle Mei put a cushion on his toes, looking very excited.
Ju Yiran was about to make a move but calmed down, just because the look in his eyes was too similar to Hao at the moment, he suddenly thought that Hao could imitate others and replace him, would he be the same?
Thinking like this, he decided to try it first, picking up the sword, the sound was like the wind passing through the bamboo forest, and there seemed to be a trace of fragrance in the air, which made it Mr. Fang's swordsmanship.
Uncle Mei's eyes lit up and said, "Good swordsmanship!"
Ju Yiran clearly saw his appearance in Uncle Mei's eyes, including his sword moves, which were replayed in slow motion in his eyes.
Ju Yiran's swordsmanship changed abruptly, and changed back to his own swordsmanship, Uncle Mei laughed, and said hello three times in a row, his swordsmanship was wide open and closed, and every move hid a killing intention.
Uncle Mei didn't dodge or dodge, raised his arms and opened the front door wide, as if waiting for him to stab him.
Ju Yiran suddenly turned around halfway through the sword, fell into the distance and stood still.
Uncle Mei was dissatisfied: "What are you doing? The old man is ready, you can just fight." ”
"Don't fight. ”
"Why?"
"You're trying to steal my sword moves. ”
"Bah, who is the old man, how can he steal your sword moves?"
"Not only do you want to steal my sword moves, but you also imitate my exercises, and finally become my appearance and replace my identity. Ju Yiran finished saying these words in one breath, and Uncle Mei stared at him for a long time without speaking.
"If you don't believe it, if you look in the mirror yourself, your saliva will drip down. ”
Uncle Mei really wiped his mouth, Ju Yiran snorted coldly, but he was very anxious in his heart, Han Qingge had not moved in the well, I don't know what was going on?
"Stinky boy, who are you fooling? Who is the old man? The old man is Mei..." he suddenly stopped and said, "Ghost boy, I almost deceived you by your name." ”
"Is your name unrecognizable, or have you done something that will stink for thousands of years, and you are afraid that people will know about it?"
"Bah, how could the old man be a righteous man and a gentleman who would do something that will leave a stink for thousands of years? Boy, go see your daughter-in-law, the old man is waiting for you here. ”
Ju Yiran was shocked, but he sneered: "Your daughter-in-law has been rubbing that broken stone inside for a long time, and I will be anxious for you if you are not in a hurry." ”
He was even more aware of Han Qingge's movements in the well, and Ju Yiran felt even more frightened.
"What a broken stone, it's still mysterious. He muttered quietly, stepped aside, and said loudly, "The old man goes around, and you two slowly rub the broken stone." ”
He wandered away like this, he walked away without a shadow, and he still didn't dare to move, he knew that no matter whether others were there or not, everything here couldn't please his eyes.
Han Qingge came out of the well and said to him with a sad face: "It's still not good." ”
"It's okay, he doesn't mean to kill us yet. Ju Yiran motioned for her to put away the traceless stone, and went to the well again, looking at Yi Xiao, who was still asleep, and relieved her mind a little.
Han Qingge said: "It's the same, why don't we go out directly?"
Ju Yiran was slightly stunned and said, "What do you think?"
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