The elders, the elders, each of the twelve pillars, emerged from the well under the escort of an immortal cultivator.

At this time, Long Aotian's body was still floating in the cold well water, and Tu Jun felt unhappy when he looked at it, so he directly fished it up and threw it aside.

The Twelve Pillars were sheltered by immortal cultivators, and although they came and went from the well water, their clothes were not wet, and they waited by the wind-cold well.

Qin Chuan's body has been poor since he was a child, and he couldn't stand the cold on the top of this mountain, so he called his subordinates to send a lot of food up, and Tu Jun found a leeward boulder, bent down and built a bonfire on the ground, and then a string of barbecue meat was sent up like a trick, and an existence like them could do what they wanted anywhere, anytime, anywhere. The combination of power and money can do things that many immortal cultivators can't.

For a while, the well was lively, and next to Long Aotian's corpse, the eldest grandsons of the Twelve Pillars Stone hooked their shoulders and laughed while eating and laughing.

They were destined to be enemies from birth, and they were bound to fall on each other, but they were also the closest people to whom they were born to know each other, and at some point in the future, some of them were destined to die at the hands of some of them, and perhaps now they were laughing with each other, and in a few years, one of them would become the soul of the other.

But this does not prevent them from indulging in their devotion at this time, they are people who are under great pressure, although they are powerful, they cannot exert themselves to the fullest, they live in earnest teachings, every moment is like a bow and arrow on the string, they talk about themselves tightly, just like those entrepreneurs who are walking on thin ice, and the entrepreneurs who have achieved something are generally temperamental, how did this temper come about? Endless pressure is pressed on the shoulders and pressed out.

So once these people seize the opportunity to relax, they are not willing to think about the future.

There is no twilight in their group of young people, although they have experienced a lot, but they still retain the young heart of drinking and drunk today, tomorrow's killing, and they have nothing to do with them who are eating this barbecue now, they die in the hands of the other party, and these people have no complaints at all, because either you die or I die, can we cooperate to go on, after all, it is a very few.

I don't know whose subordinate Lu Dao is, he carried bottles of old Moutai wine up the mountain, and Tu Jun was a little anxious when he saw the wine, and even shouted that he couldn't drink, and drinking delayed things.

But the rest of the guys shouted that they must drink, and discussed it, a few people stopped the army, and a few people ran to toast.

As a result, after a few sips of old wine, Zhou Jiaojiao's eyes, which were overwhelmed, began to gradually change.

Seeing this look, Wu Qi, who was sitting next to Zhou Jiaojiao and persuaded to drink, and Hu Dao of the Hu family glanced at each other, and then quickly stood up and slipped away to another place, while Qin Chuan, who was sitting next to Tu Jun and blocking Tu Jun, and Wang Shunsan of the Wang family, who were very unkind, also smeared oil on the soles of their feet.

Tu Jun stretched out his hand and loosened his neck, stood up, and seemed to want to leave, at this time, the camouflage of the delicate woman on Zhou Jiaojiao's face had all been removed, showing a different appearance, very domineering and queenly.

"Why do you want to go! Sit down!"

Tu Jun just stood up and couldn't help but pause, and then slowly sat down.

Originally, Zhou Jiaojiao's slender legs were folded in front of her like a lady, but now she sat cross-legged on the ground with her legs apart, her hands on her knees, and a pair of sharp eyes stared at Tu Jun fiercely: "Aren't you the most fond of that kind of delicate woman? Why didn't I see you being courteous to me?"

A fine layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

Zhou Jiaojiao's appearance at this time, she almost carried a whip in her hand and shouted that I was the queen!

The surrounding eldest grandchildren all showed a narrow smile on their faces, and they hid in the distance with their shoulders hooked, waiting excitedly to see a good show, every time they drank, this was their favorite drama.

Watching the most gentleman on weekdays become a sissy, and watching the delicate Miss Zhou become a queen on weekdays, if you can watch the drama of Zhou Jiaojiao holding a kitchen knife to chase and kill Tu Jun, it will be really worth it.

This group of guys now looks like a group of delinquent teenagers who skipped class together and watched pornography. Excited and nervous, his cheeks flushed, especially the sick Qin Chuan, who looked very healthy at this time, and his head was still steaming.

Zhou Jiaojiao drank a glass of old wine heroically, and said drunkly: "When you wanted to join the army, I asked you to give me a reason, you said that I was not a woman enough, and now I am not a woman up and down, and you still ignore me? You give me a reason now!"

Tu Jun coughed dryly, his eyes swept to the expectant friends over there, glared at them fiercely, and said embarrassedly: "Zhou Jiao, you drank too much......"

With a snap, Zhou Jiaojiao's delicate and tender little hand directly smashed a big bluestone beside her, "Who drank too much?"

Tu Jun's neck shrank slightly, and this girl's thunderbolt palm was even more powerful than before.

It is true that Tu Jun is from a military background, and he has some kung fu at hand, but compared with Zhou Jiaojiao, a martial arts family with family traditions, it is still a line behind, one-on-one, the three Tu Jun are not Zhou Jiaojiao's opponents, but if Tu Jun leads a team of people, Zhou Jiaojiao leads a team of people, and competes with each other, Tu Jun can abuse Zhou Jiaojiao to the point that he is gone.

After all, this society is no longer an era in which individual combat strength is important, and the most important thing in a modern society is the command ability, and the direction of the army's force is the commander.

Tu Jun looked at the broken bluestone, swallowed his saliva and said, "Zhou Jiao, I have someone I like, and I will get married next year." ”

"Is that cousin of mine? She is better than me? Her breasts are not as big as mine, is she as thin as me? Is she taller than me? Is she better looking than me? Is her family background better than me? Can she be gentler than me?"

Tu Jun coughed dryly and said, "There is no comparison to you, and she definitely does not have the skill of your thunderbolt palm." ”

Zhou Jiaojiao stood up suddenly, Tu Jun hurriedly stood up and moved back, Zhou Jiaojiao pressed forward step by step, Tu Jun had to retreat step by step, until he retreated to the edge of the cliff, Zhou Jiaojiao's body was almost attached to Tu Jun's body, and he was still leaning forward.

Those friends looked at the blood one by one, and they didn't blink their eyes, for fear of missing the good things in front of them!

If those immortal cultivators under Tu Jun were still there, Tu Jun would not have fallen into such a predicament.

Zhou Jiaojiao let out a mouthful of wine, leaned forward, and her full chest pressed on Tu Jun's chest, squeezing the upper half of Tu Jun's body and forcing him to retreat outside the cliff.

"Then why didn't you choose me, give me a reason!"

Tu Jun felt the squeeze on his chest, as well as the scorching smell of incense, and couldn't help but feel a slight fluctuation, coupled with the cliff dozens of meters high behind him, that kind of exciting feeling, which made Tu Jun have a kind of pleasure that he was about to recover!

Tu Jun is a soldier after all, and he still has some foundation in terms of spiritual strength, so he hurriedly gathered his mind, but he still had some difficulty breathing: "Why do you always want to know the reason for the Dao?

"Important! you have to give me a reason!"

Tu Jun's face was slightly red, he held back and thought about it, and then his body fell backwards and fell directly into the cliff, obviously he would rather jump off the cliff than say the reason.

However, Tu Jun is not so easy to die, in the air Tu Jun stretched his body, climbed the steep rock with both hands, like a spirit monkey, and kept going down, fortunately, this cliff is only twenty or thirty meters, not too high, and there are a lot of trees on the cliff, not to mention the existence of Tu Jun who has done climbing training in the military camp, even if he is an ordinary person, as long as he is bold, he can also go down, and it will not take long for Tu Jun to go down to the bottom of the cliff.

Zhou Jiaojiao's face was full of anger, and she reached out and lifted a huge stone, this stone is afraid that it will not weigh more than fifty catties, if it is smashed down, it will be difficult for the army not to die.

Fortunately, the little friends in the back ran out one after another when they saw that they were about to get someone's life and stopped Zhou Jiaojiao, so the stone was not dropped.

Of course, if Zhou Jiaojiao really wants to smash down, I'm afraid these people won't be able to stop her.

"Tujun, you bastard!"

The valley reverberated with this angry roar.

Tu Jun stood at the bottom of the mountain, looking up at Zhou Jiaojiao, who was raining pear blossoms on the top of the mountain, and muttered: "I also want to give you a reason, but unfortunately I can't find it......"

......

Zheng Xian's hand withered long knife slashed endlessly, at first it was like a rainbow, but it only lasted for a few minutes, although Zheng Xian had the armor as an auxiliary, but the number of the other party was too many after all, and a dense sea of people poured over, if it wasn't for Zheng Xian's wisdom to plunge into the crowd and shorten the distance between each other, even if the other party didn't use firearms, he could still use all kinds of magical means to kill Zheng Xian.

And at this time, the gunfire of the sniper rifle, which had always brought Zheng Xian infinite help, also came to an abrupt end.

Zheng Xian said that it is impossible for the sniper rifle to continue to move continuously, no matter what material it is, it will be tired, and the same is true for metal.

In the past few minutes, thirty or forty sniper bullets have erupted from the barrel of the sniper rifle, which is already a very fast rate of fire, and no sniper rifle can withstand such a rapid design.

In fact, the sniper rifle is usually a few shots and then a different place, or a few shots to end the fight, and it is not prepared for rapid bursts.

From now on, Zheng Xian had to face the remaining hundred or so immortal cultivators alone.

Zheng Xian was surrounded by groups at this time, and the lobby manager Mo Xue was the leader, appearing opposite Zheng Xian, at this time Mo Xue no longer had that kind of professional atmosphere, on the contrary, there was an indescribable sense of laziness on his body.

This is what Mo Xue looked like after removing her disguise.

Originally, Mo Xue looked like an ordinary person and had nothing special, but now Mo Xue, who has a lazy breath climbing up her cheeks, has given birth to a sense of beauty, the most seductive lazy temperament in a woman's bones, especially a few lines of hair hanging down on her forehead, which has brought this style to the extreme.

When ordinary men see a woman's demeanor, they will always unnaturally associate it with the bed, and then think of it is pop bang......

Zheng Xian's eyelids jumped slightly when he saw Mo Xue, the value of the vitality power on Mo Xue's body was constantly rising and jumping, and finally this number remained at a value of about five thousand, which was the cultivation realm only available to the best of the A-level immortal cultivators in the middle and late stages of Ning Dan.

This Mo Xue can be said to be on par with the cultivation of the old man who killed Tong Yi in the first place.

I saw Mo Xue groaning, his five fingers pinched together, like a bird's beak, and he looked at Zheng Xian's chest from afar.

The withered stone on Zheng Xian's body immediately flickered rapidly, and with a bang, Zheng Xian was thrown backwards as if he had been blown away by a bomb.

Bang into the crowd of cultivators.