"The mainstream fire of the Young Sect of the Hidden Heaven Sect is here to do things, who is going to wait for you to get closer?

Don't retreat yet. ”

When this voice reached Lu Shui's ears, why did it feel so harsh?

The main fire of the Young Sect of the Hidden Heaven Sect threatened him?

Is there such a person?

Zhen Wu and Zhen Ling were also surprised, isn't the Hidden Heaven Sect's flowing fire their young master?

Or did their young master use someone else's name?

But how can this person speak in the same way as their young master?

Or maybe not as confident as their young master.

This actually made people retreat, and their young master directly made people kneel.

There is a world of difference between the two.

Then the conclusion comes out, this person is imitating their young master.

Lu Shui also saw that the other party actually planned to use his name to scare him away, which was really funny.

And the other party is just a third-order peak.

At this time, the girl whispered to the landing water:

"You better go, this person is very fierce, he is the young sect master of the Hidden Heaven Sect, he is just doing nonsense, I heard that he has to be a flower thief.

It's not a big problem for me to have an identity background, but it's a big problem for you. ”

Lu Shui: "......"

He didn't care about his identity background, what he cared about was the flower thief, if he was confirmed as a flower thief, it would not be that he would go to Mu's house to withdraw his marriage, but that Mu Xue would come to his Lu family to withdraw from his marriage.

Maybe I'll break his legs, and I'll never let him go out for the rest of my life.

Lu Shui no longer hesitated, and said directly:

"Zhenwu. ”

Zhenwu instructed, he walked out directly, the person in the sky frowned, he never thought that the other party would not communicate with him, and he would do it directly.

Yes, he saw the man do it.

His sword was unsheathed.

Then it was sheathed again.

What do you mean?

The thought came to him for a moment, but soon he noticed that his vision began to turn and become more and more scattered.

Only then did he realize that it was not that the other party stopped fighting, but that he was cut in half by a sword.

Yes, that "flowing fire" in the sky was killed by a sword of Zhenwu.

It's just that when the "flowing fire" was split, it turned into countless spirit insects, and they wanted to escape.

At this time, the true spirit drew her sword, and her sword was full of firelight, but in a few breaths, the surrounding spirit insects were killed by her.

After all this was done, they returned to Lu Shui, but unfortunately the fake flowing fire was not dead.

This Lu Shui knew early on that the other party was only a third-order peak insect cultivator, and it was impossible for him to fly with the sword, that was his insect body, and he didn't know how far to hide.

And there are only two kinds of people who can fly with a sword in the third order, one is a person who has achieved sword cultivation, and the other is a person like him.

And there is only one person who can fly under the third-order general knowledge, Mu Xue.

Lu Shui can also do it, but it takes time, but time is enough, he is already four or five steps early.

Unless he is like Mu Xue, don't cultivate himself.

Seeing Lu Shui, the people directly extinguished the flowing fire, and even burned the other party's spirit insects, and the girl's jaw didn't close in shock.

It's so strong, it's the same as an adult beating a child.

Taro frowned, two fourth-order, if they were going to be unfavorable to Miss, they couldn't escape at all.

With a flash of thought, Xiangyao protected her young lady behind her, and then said respectfully to the landing water:

"Thank you for your help, and we will be grateful to him one day.

I don't know who Daoyou is?"

That's a blank check, but Lu Shui didn't care, and then said:

"Oriental Haoyue. ”

Zhenwu: "......"

True Spirit: "......"

The young master said that the pseudonym came as soon as he opened his mouth, last time he pit the Hidden Heaven Sect, this time he wants to pit the Dongfang family?

Does the Patriarch's Wife know?

In fact, this name is also Lu Shui's casual thought, Dongfang is because his mother's surname is Dongfang, which is the easiest surname for him to find, Haoyue just thinks it is more powerful.

As for the flow of fire, I don't dare to use it for the time being, and that person used it just now.

God knows if he will take the blame.

The real name can't be used, the reputation is too bad, and it's troublesome to say it.

And after Lu Shui said her name, the girl subconsciously said:

"Your surname is Dongfang too?"

The taro glanced at the girl, her face full of helplessness.

Miss, be careful.

Lu Shui looked at the girl and said:

"Also?"

He didn't want to ask ordinary people, but he always felt that he knew this person, and he didn't see him often in his previous life, so it was impossible for him to feel this way.

Seeing Lu Shui asking, the girl said:

"My name is Dongfang Chacha, and my surname is Dongfang, are you from the Dongfang family?"

"Oriental scum?" Lu Shui repeated.

"It's Oriental tea. Oriental Tea Tea emphasized the following.

But Lu Shui didn't listen at all, he began to think: Dongfang scumbag, this name is also very familiar, it seems that he knew it in the last life, which one can he know alive, Mu Xue still doesn't do it, this woman's identity is not ordinary.

At this time, the sound of taro made Lu Shui stop thinking:

"Dongfang Daoyou, we have contacted some people in the Lu family, I hope that Daoyou will wait a minute, the valuable things on our bodies have just been lost, and when the people of the Lu family come, we will thank Daoyou again. ”

It's a thanksgiving, but also a little bit of self-protection.

"The people of the Lu family, can you call them?" Lu Shui asked curiously.

"We know the Lu family very well. Oriental Tea said.

"For example?" Lu Shui asked.

"My aunt is from the Lu family, and she is also the wife of the patriarch of the Lu family. "Oriental Tea Tea is a little complacent.

Lu Shui frowned, her aunt is the patriarch's wife, isn't that his mother?

At this time, Dongfang Chacha said:

"My aunt also gave birth to a son to the Lu family, what is it called, I think about it, I saw it when I was a child.

Oh yes, it's called land water. ”

"......" Lu Shui thought carefully again, as if this was really the case.

This Dongfang scum is his cousin, no wonder he remembers that this person seems to be very good with Mu Xue.

He remembered that in the previous life, the scum of the East was going to cross the catastrophe, and she also asked Mu Xue to simulate it for her, and then he was watching him from a distance, as if he had made a move.

Then the Dongfang scum seemed to have a psychological shadow.

Why did he do that?

Want to think again?

Forget it, trouble.

But Dongfang scumbag's father is his mother's brother, right? Shouldn't that mother be her sister-in-law?

Forget it, no matter.

"I didn't expect you to be a relative of Young Master Lu. Lu Shui looked at Dongfang scum and said with a smile.

Dongfang Chacha nodded and said:

"Yes, Lu Shui is my cousin. ”

“????”

Lu Shui was a little puzzled, did he have a problem with his memory?

"Dare to ask the girl Fangling?"

"I was just eighteen years old some time ago. ”

"Then dare to ask Young Master Lu how old he is?"

"Wait, I'll do the math. ”

Talking about Oriental Cha Cha and snapping her fingers, she seemed to be calculating on something.

It is difficult for normal people to remember the age of others, but there will be some knowledge points, such as how old he was a few years ago, such as how many years older than me, etc.

Soon Oriental Tea came up with the answer:

"Lu Shui should be twenty years old, two years older than my cousin. ”

Lu Shui: "Yes." ”

Oriental Chacha: "Yes. ”

Lu Shui: "......"

Zhenwu: "......"

True Spirit: "......"

Lu Shui can understand why he did it in the first place, this oriental scum should have a psychological shadow.

Finally, Lu Shui turned his head and left:

"Farewell. ”

He still has to find out the impostor, this "flowing fire" will not die, he is not at ease.